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Yoh
Coastal Mainland, New York

"Oh, the beam thingie? That was the magic mister over there! Isn't it cool? It's so cool." Yoh chimed airily, hearing someone ask about the origin of Melting's Point "signal flare" and pointing at the ESPer himself. "Are you guys all from somewhere else too, or do any of you live here? This place looks kind of wrecked, so I'm sorry if you live here. Oh, let's do introductions! I'm Yoh, and-"

Yoh froze up in the middle of looking around at the new arrivals, her eyes widening sharply as she stared glassily at a single being that had joined the fray.

Impossible. Indescribable. Inhuman.

That thing, it was beyond description, it was-

"Cuuuuuuute!"

Letting out a gleeful cry, Yoh ran forwards at Kirby and lifted the infantile Star Warrior into a hug. After a moment, she paused, regaining her senses as she set the pink blob down and took a few steps back, embarrassed.

"...n-nobody saw that."

Do your best, Yoh.
Yoh
Coastal Mainland, New York

Yoh tilted her head to the side slightly at Melting Point's reaction to her arrival. "...um, mister, please don't be angry. I just wanted to say hi, since I'm here now for some reason and none of my friends are with me." She explained. "So, um, I'm Yoh! It's nice to meet you! Are you not from here either? I was just at home with my friends, and then suddenly I was here! It's really scary, I hope there aren't any bad people around."

"...anyway, how are you making those thingies?" She asked inquisitively, point at the heat constructs that had been formed around Melting Point, her eyes sparkling slightly. "Is that magic? That's so cool! I always wished I could do magic, but no matter how hard I try it doesn't work. Hey, hey! Can you teach me how to do that, please? I can teach you how to bake a cake if you want!"

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Oh wow... sorry if I offended you, And thank you for not ranting about it

if it makes you feel any better I can state that Kali didn't actually have sex and more of Cuthulu took some of her hair and created another being of it using his own genes


The, uh, the "Kali dying" thing is sort of the bigger deal. I'd explain, but I doubt anyone here wants to listen to a dry explanation of Hindu practices and the nature of Shakti and stuff.

It's fine. Just leave it the way it is. No hard feelings.
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I worship Jesus/God the Father/The Holy Spirit.

I think that gods with a lower case g are from cultures that mostly don't care if we emulate them in role play.


...

...yeah.

So.

First of all:

No.

I'm Hindu.

If we're going to talk being offensive, I'm more than a little offended that Kali had sex with Cthulu and got killed.

I'm trying to grin and bear it because I don't want to ruin everyone's else's fun because of my personal beliefs restricting how everyone else plays.

I ask that you do the same.
I don't think that God. . .um. . . should be replaced. lol.


...um, why are you wanting to give preference to the Abrahamic God above the other ones?


Since finding herself in an unknown location, torn through dimensions without her own volition, Yoh had attempted to alter her physiology slightly to make it more...prepared. Her mind had taken in the surrounding world, quickly coming to the realization that it seemed to be a once-human civilization, and as such she had chosen to attend to some minor genetic modifications on herself. In layman's terms, it was putting on a human "suit", that of the form she held in her heart. While her physiology was not changed or weakened, it was put inside of a casing that would at least make interaction with humans somewhat easier. She had spent her time since displacement doing this, altering her outer cells and forming a human epidermis.

It was only a few moments ago, after starting to idly wander in search of other living beings, that she made a discovery. Heat, an all-consuming, searing heat. A soft smile played across Yoh's face, a slight skip entering her step as she set off towards the nearby source of the sky-piercing lance of plasma.

"I wonder what kind of thing is there..."

In little time, she had arrived at the location that the "signal flare" had originated from, eyes lighting up slightly as she caught sight of a red-haired male by the Statue of Liberty. "Mister! Hey, hey mister! Are you the one who made that big beam thing?" She called out energetically, waving a hand in the air in greeting as she strolled over towards Melting Point.
From Satyaloka, the sphere of truth, Brahma looked out over the world. The God himself was enclosed within a lotus flower, the petals sealed around Him as He sat in perfect stillness. As per his divine right, both that which is and is-not was inherently known by himself. The manifestation of Para Brahman, the incarnation of that transcendent root. And yet, even this being had come to a stark conclusion.

He was disappointed.

In Rasatala, they were rising. With the Black One absent, they were unfettered. This world, even if He had known from the first precept to the last, that did not mean He took any pleasure in this knowledge. Yes, even if Her Mahashakti had returned to its root, it was irrelevant here, simply because of that very disappointment. Yes, the last time this world had become like this...

"That's it, that's precisely it. I am Brahman. Just as Fourfold and Fivefold are Atman, so too am I Brahman. As that is the case, as this Truth holds true..."

"Lord Brahma, Lord Shiva, I thank You from my core. I will aim to become a ruler that You may one day smile upon."

"I see now, I see what I must do. If you call me a demon, a monster, then a monster I shall become. I will shoulder all the darkness in these three worlds upon my shoulders! I will save the world, even if I must stain my hands in oceans of blood! I will become everything that I hate, if it means that I can save everything that I love! I am the Demon King, and this is my world!"


...that child, such a regrettable end. Even as that journey began, He knew the end but refused to let it diverge. That idealist scholar who became the legendary Demon King. Yes, the last time, the last time, it was already...

The Creator sat in the eternal lotus, isolated in the realm of His domain. Merely Himself and that being whose flight was the cycle of Moksha were within this land.

And so he remained.
I'm not sure a main villain works for this in the conventional sense. It's not a diametric "good and bad" sort of thing, where we need to split things along lines like that. It's more like a clash of ideals, the way it's been framed. Assigning any one character to "main villain" status feels like it'll pigeonhole characters more.
Brahma's heads looked towards Odin. Or rather, it could be said that they looked through him, seeming to be staring at something that stood behind him. The Creator did not bother with words. After all, a conversation between He who represented the transcendent Is and He who drank from Mimir's well was pointless. Conversations only existed as a means to share information; when both parties had complete information, there was no purpose. Frankly, Brahma was disappointed that the child who claimed to "know" had not realized such a simple fact yet. Regardless, between Brahma and Odin, knowledge was exchanged without the transit of communication, simply by the nature of their existence.

He had no need to remain here any longer. He had served the purpose that the two of them had agreed upon, and as such would retire back to the position of observer. Once more, the Manava-astra's light bathed Brahma's form, and the God was whisked away.

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