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Zaqqum Research Center, Somewhere in the Grozny Emirate

A few squeaks were let out as the rats took notice of the flickering heat lamp. A few of the rodents quickly lost interest, as they began running their paws through their head fur, or scratching themselves. The concerned squeaking resumed with the sound of the vivarium's lid being removed, as a large hand descended, grabbing a plump albino from the enclosure, as his fellow rats looked on in curiosity. The white rodent struggled as best he could, but the animal's efforts made little difference as he was carried off to the other side of the large room.

A single hand, clad in a blue glove, gripped the rigid corpse of the rat's predecessor, quickly tossing the deceased murid's body down a silver chute as quickly as the passage was opened, closing it as smoke began to rise from out of the shut vent. Unkown to him, the little white rat was going to be the next in a long line before him. The creature seemed to stop struggling as his feet met with the soft bedding in the tank, first scampering about in fear, but seeming to forget his concerns when the blue hand returned with a nice dish of water, which the rat was more than happy to greedily lap up.

Artem Kovalenko noted how quickly the animal took to the water. He had expected the culture would leave it unpalatable. Rat's were tricky like that, they were spoiled rotten by him. What animal would refuse the water for a minor taste, he had ruined these animals. Thankfully, they wouldn't be lasting long anyway.

Artem thought for a second, thinking of how he ended up like this. He didn't suspect, when he was a student back in Moscow, that he would end up being holed up by a teenage mad-man in the mountains, feeding bacteria to rodents. The Emir assured him that this research would save lives. Chechen lives. But Artem was no Chechen.

The research center was carved into the mountain face itself, a twisting labyrinth. Fittingly, the Emir's man for domestic projects called it the Zaqqum Research Center. The tree of hell, who's fruit burn the innards of the unbelievers. The name made the project seem more illustrious, more modern, than it actually was. One should not expect science-fiction weapons from a nation that must arm it's men with pipes full of gunpowder because a rifle is to hard to come by. Artem just sorted through whatever animal the Emir thought would be a good idea to let loose on enemy camps to try and take down a few guys before the real action started.

The death, the sickness, this was more a prison than a laboratory. The methods were primitive in the extreme, and more than just rats were dying every day. Hell would be a welcome change from being stuck here. At least if the Jihadis had got him back in Dagestan, he'd already just be done with this all. Having his head sawed off almost felt better than whatever gruesome fate awaited him in these tunnels.

At least some silver lining came. News arrived to the researchers that the capture of a group of Circassian bandits contained a potential breakthrough. A prisoner, who had discovered some mice that stowed away on the bandits' vehicle, was showing unusual symptoms. The jailers though him to have a flu and naturally did nothing about it. A week later, the bandit was hacking blood from his mouth with the increasingly worse coughs, and marinading in his own piss, turned bright orange from a mix of dehydration and blood. It was around the same time that everyone in his cell started showing the same flu symptoms.

The guards opted to shoot the men dead in their cells, but thankfully one of them had the foresight to send some blood, urine, and tissue samples to the center.

It was plainly clear to Artem that the culprit was an orthohantavirus. The rodent-borne nature, and the bleeding and renal failures, it mirrored the deadly so-called Korean Hemorrhagic Fever the professors loved to speak about, but he had yet to see a disease of this severity. He termed the pathogen as 'Circassia Virus', a new strain of Hantavirus he supposed to be native to Circassia. Perhaps his medical training would actually come into some use.

The animal would be farmed for feces until the virus finally claimed it as well. Artem could not help but feel a kind of pity for the creature, unaware of its fate as it happily lapped up water from its dish, unaware of the fate that befell not just it but all it would come in contact with. The Virus would need testing as well. The Emirate was never short on subjects. The Jihadis often found themselves integral to the naturalism they so reviled. He had come to hate it too, though he was no Muslim. The acts he had committed confirmed the absence of any God in this world. At least there was the relief of knowing no hellfire awaited him for these things.

The doctor, no, that term did not befit him in his own mind. A doctor is a healer, he had become little more than a bioweapon as much as the ones he helped create. He was no healer. He thought this as he watched the rat stand on its legs, beaconing him for food, and Artem obliging the pudgy little creature. It was going to die, but he didn't have to treat it like he knew that.

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Gudermes, Grozny Emirate

10:45 AM, Sandek Fishery

Chingiz counted his blessings every day that the Emir was in a position to keep food available for everyone. Chingiz made a tripe out from Gudermes every Thursday to the fishery, carrying away a few hundred pounds of fish to carry back to the city. But today was Friday; Chingiz had made the trip up to the farm the previous day, but Levi, the owner, was nowhere to be found. It was a hot day, even this early into the morning.

Moshe, the farmer's son, was out in the fields, tossing food into the ponds. The boy's eyes darted over to Chingiz, and he waved over to him to come to the ponds. He was familiar with the fishmonger, and knew why he was here. His father had gone a few days ago, yet had not returned. A day late was normal, but three days was an anomaly, to say the least.

"Good Morning, Moshe, has your father returned?"

The boy shook his head solemnly, "Not yet, we haven't heard anything from him."

Chingiz was concerned to hear this, it wasn't like Levi to just hightail it somewhere without leaving his family at least a note to tell them he would be gone for an extended duration. The merchant's mind immediately drifted off to the worst case scenario, and he swallowed hard, hoping that it was nothing, and that he was just off somewhere.

"I hope he will return soon," Chingiz mused, "How are you and your mother?"

"We are managing," Moshe responded, turning his head back to tend to the young tilapia. The fish weren't eating much, they seemed to be ignoring the food. "I'm concerned about the fish, these last couple days it seems like they don't even notice the food."

"Are they sick?" Chingiz asked

Moshe shook his head, "I doubt that, they're swimming just fine, they don't seem sluggish, and there's no algae that I can notice." Moshe simply shrugged his shoulders, "Are you looking to get your order in? I can get it done in time if I start now."

The Merchant nodded, and Moshe motioned to follow him to the back of the ponds. As the net was lowered into the pond to catch them, it became immediately obvious that something was wrong. Moshe pulled against the weight of the net, tugging and struggling, but the net not rising up.

"Something's in the net" he shouted, as Chingiz came to help him drag up the net.

As the two men struggled to pull it up, they finally were able to have the net breach the surface, with them dumping the contents into a tub to sort the fish.

Moshe immediately jumped back, with Chingiz gasping and turning away to avert his eyes, hacking and heaving at the sight. Among the fish lay, what one must assume was once a body. The bloated, blistering skin was ravaged, the marks of ichthyic mouths having cut chunks from the flesh, eyes sucked out of the sockets, replaced with gelatinous, putrefied blood. The blistered, bloated figure oozed as the fish squirmed, wriggling out from under it, bathing themselves in fetid fluids as they struggled, joining their guest in death soon after.

Chingiz ran back to his truck, breathing heavy to clear his nose of the rancid odor, his nose and mouth dripping with saliva as he struggled to keep from coughing and hacking. Moshe simply followed behind him, white and speechless, as he looked over at the fishmonger.

"I'm going to get the qadi" Chingiz sputtered out.

Grozny, One Week Later

Supian was getting agitated at this.

2 Days ago, the suspect in the Sandek Murder was apprehended, a Chechen named Movsar Maskhadan. Maskhadan was a muslim, nothing unusual for a Chechen. However, his victim, Levi Sandek, an Ashkenazi Jew. Maskhadan had further complicated the situation, and pissed off Supian, by committing the heinous act in New Zion, an autonomous Jewish commune set up by the local warlord, Kharon Geteyev, for the local Jewish teip. Typical of Kharon, the lazy bastard.

Kharon set up a court hearing for Maskhadan with the local qadi. However, the Jews objected to the use of a sharia court, arguing that as the victim was a jew, and the crime transpired in Jewish territory, a halacha court was necessitated. Objections were raised, arguments made, but no consensus was reached. In keeping with the typical laziness of Kharon, the issue was transferred over to Supian, the Grand Mufti. The stake of inter-religious justice was at stake, and it rested on his shoulders. Seven cups of coffee were his companion in this decision process.

The Mufti pressed the bridge of his nose, the tension of this was creating a nasty headache. If the emirate was ever to emerge as anything better that some minor warlords, there needed to be better laws than letting every big man with a gun decide his own laws. Ramzan would do well to put the people to the book, and actually govern his state like an emir, like a true Islamic ruler.

It was far from the first time Supian had propositioned Ramzan for greater application of Islamic Law. The boy was, however, a youth with little interest in the words of an old man. Osman was the usual recipient of his remarks, when the emir could not be bothered to listen.

For Osman, the Gun was greater than the Quran. The damned kafir.

It was abundantly clear that Maskhadan was guilty. But the problem came, in Supian's eyes, in that while he was a murderer, the Chechen was a muslim, a believer in God, while the farmer was a Jew, a dzimmi. The Jews called for his death, for his blood to be spilled. And Supian, he could not abide the idea of putting a fellow muslim to death for this. It was suggested that he be put into the mines or the oil fields for the rest of his life, but slavery was not permissible for a believer either.

The Mufti rubbed his temples, seeking some relief from the tension. What could be done with a low-life like Movsar Maskhadan, a low-life but a brother in Islam. That was when and idea came to him.

The Redoubt, Grozny

Only the biggest pieces of shit ended up in the dungeons of the Redoubt. The locals called it Jahannam. Though that might be an understatement, for many said that for what they had seen, hell was cushy and comforting compared to the things in which Ramzan liked to put the worst criminals in Chechnya.

As expected, Movsar Maskhadan lay in chains, stripped of all clothes save a rough, burlap garment. The shackles left him sitting, lest he stand, struggle, and dig the steel braces further into his flesh. The wounds were starting to become necrotic, and the smell of decay was coming over him. The guards were commanded to keep him alive, but it was obvious they were doing the very bare minimum.

Locks turned in the wall, and the two soldiers stood at attention, acknowledging the Grand Mufti as he entered into the room.

"Movsar Maskhadan" Supian spoke, as the shackled man's eyes drifted up to him. "I have come with your final sentence."

Supian unfurled the document, as he read it out loud. "Movsar Maskhadan, for the murder of Levi Sandek, I, Supian Inarkaevich, Grand Mufti of the Emirate of Grozny, sentence you to 25 years in service to the Emir's Army, and to make a payment of 54795 Dinars* to Moshe Sandek, for the blood price of his father."

Movsar coughed, "You're having me impressed into the army?"

Supian spat onto the floor, "If only for the reason that Allah forbids me to just kill you on the spot, and that someone needs to pay for the blood on your hands." Supian motioned for the guards to free the criminal. "You will be put to some use in society, and you will pay the family with your earnings in the Emir's personal military, since someone has to compensate him."

The guards forced Movsar up to his feet, the mans calling out in pain as his festering wounds on the ankles bent, and they dragged him over to the showers. "So get ready, first thing tomorrow, we're shipping you out to Mozdok."

_{*equivalent to 2 Million USD in OTL 2018}

Precipice of War - The Big Leagues of NRP (Only generous tippers need apply)

Grozny

"Miss Dratcheva, the Emir will see you now"

Aysha Dratcheva lightly dusted off her skirt as she got onto her feet. Her arrival in Grozny had been a rough one. Two days prior, a skirmish with Ichkerians resulted in the complete destruction of a major road leading from Argun to the capital. Escorts were capable of keeping a traveling party safe between cities, that was until they entered the Emir's demesne. These were lands where no teip was granted direct access.

Aysha followed the usher at a distance as they made their way through the courtyard of the Emir's Redoubt. When the Russians abandoned Grozny, the Chechens were quick to retake the city, and slaughter any Russians left within. What was left of the kremlin built in the city's heart was turned into another aul first, the inventive Chechens quickly reshaping the Russian fortress into their own image. Warlords holed themselves up in the fortress as Grozny changed hands like a whore being passed around. What was once a reflection of the Slavic domination of the Caucasus was no longer anything of its former self, and the kremlin was a reflection of this. Where once stood Byzantine onion domes, and murals of Christ and the saints, now saw calligraphy and verses of the Qu'ran inscribed into the walls.

Aysha was caught by the lifelessness of the courtyard as they walked through it. Empty plots of dirt divided by cracked stone pathways. Twisted bodies of flowers curled lifelessly, clinging to steel cages that once held their bodies as they grew. The death-filled courtyard complimented with stone engravings of flowers and birds all over the walls and pillars of the once flourishing center. Her concentration was broken with the loud creak of the usher opening the door to dark office on the other side of the court.

Behind the door was a large, robust man dictating something to a scribe, who was fast at work codifying his words into a twisted, neigh unreadable script. Duq'an, the court hand. Even for herself, she found the penmanship of this secretary difficult. A sudden sharp call to attention drew her head back to the man at the desk. His hand extended forward, motioning for Aysha to take a seat in front of his desk.

"Assalam Alaykum, Miss Dratcheva. How are you this day?"

Aysha made a small motion as she sat down, "Valaykum Salam, Alhamdulillah." She glanced up and spoke again. "You are Mr. Osman Masaev?"

"Indeed" the man replied, as the secretary bent over to the side to grab a new bottle of ink, motioning to the warlord for a moment's pause before he could return to the stenographing. Osman cleared his throat before the scribe motioned to him once more, and he resumed speaking. "I assumed you would have a wali with you"

Aysha coughed slightly into her hand before speaking once again. "Ideally I would have, but circumstances left me unable to afford to bring another with me."

Osman replied monotonously, "It does not reflect well on a woman who may potentially be in service to the Emir to be associating with men freely." He leaned forward as he spoke again, "She may be too loose to be trusted as his secretary."

"I assure you, Mr. Masaev, I have come as promptly to your service, being only in the company of men in my own teip the whole time."

Osman nodded sagely as he scanned her up and down. "Miss Dratcheva, may I ask you, what do you know of Emir Ramzan?"

"The Emir?" Aysha said, pausing to probe her mind. "I know he is young, that he took over from his father. But I cannot say more, I know not even what he looks like?"

"Of course, Miss Dratcheva, that is no accident. Ramzan prefers his image to be outside of the mind of the people of Grozny, that they know him through his associates. That the name Ramzan Umarov brings images of armies and order."

Osman motioned for his scribe to cease recording and stood up.

"Follow me, Miss Dratcheva, I will take you to him."

Aysha stood herself up, once again following Osman from a distance as he led her through another decorated corridor to a large, gilded door. Motioning to the guards, he had them open up a door.

"Commander, I am pleased to introduce the candidate for your secretary. Miss Aysha Dratcheva, a young scribe from Argun."

Aysha blinked a few times as her eyes set onto the Emir. She had heard that he was young, but she did not expect him to be as youthful as he was. The young man pushed himself back from his desk, walking up to the pair that had entered into his chambers.

"Marsha Oyllah to you both," The Emir gestured to them, as both Osman and Aysha made a movement of respect towards him. Ramzan glanced over at Aysha, who was tense, keeping herself restrained and at attendance in the presence of the Emir. "Miss Dratcheva, Aysha, please" he said quite informally, "relax, you don't have to keep up that high society shit around me."

Aysha's face contorted into an expression of shock and confusion at these words. This was the Emir? A man so young he didn't even have full facial hair yet. The long blond hair hanging out under his navy blue train conductor's hat and his large, round eyes gave this military commander an even more boyish look.

"Aysha, please sit wherever, you look uncomfortable standing like that." Ramzan said as he strutted back to his desk, "You too Osman, loosen up a bit" he added in, turning around as he stopped and pointed at the Grand Warlord as he pulled out a chair and reclined back into it.

The Emir's chambers were perhaps more befitting of a child than they were of the supreme military commander of Chechnya. The walls of the bedchambers were intricately decorated, with paintings of animals found in the mountains of Caucasia, and depictions of trains across them. Trains were a theme, as it was immediately obvious to anyone that locomotives were a favorite of the young ruler. Even on his personal desk stood a small toy train on wooden tracks, with a wind up key placed into the hood of the train car.

But what stood out the most to Aysha wasn't the trains, it was the other toy he had. Plush animals in glass cases in the far end of his room, meticulously groomed and posed in their containers. Beanies, a line of cheap childrens toys filled with plastic beans and stuffing. They were relatively popular, but Aysha never knew anyone could like them this much. Enough to have them in cases, and in displays.

"Do you like them?" Ramzan queried to Aysha, catching her attention. "They were a chore to collect. Beanies are rare enough as it is in Europe, let alone in a war zone like this." Aysha stared blankly at him as he continued. "I give my soldiers special bonuses if they bring me back a Beanie when they siege and capture a place. A real weapon in place of a Scorpion, Stinger or some other pipe-gun. Osman says I shouldn't ransom weapons for toys, but I can't just afford to be giving out what precious little professional firearms we can salvage, now can I?"

Aysha remained silent, prompting Ramzan to push her further.

"I'm sure you're wondering why I've called you here, aren't you?"

"I was told that you were in need of a scribe," Aysha responded, "That is why isn't it?"

"Yes, of course" Ramzan replied, "But it's more than just a note-taker, oh no, no, no. I need someone who can help me with something spectacular. I'm in need of a very talented individual who can lend a hand in making my dream come true."

Aysha tilted her head, "I'm not sure I understand"

"I'm sure you do, at some level," Ramzan responded, before twisting the key in his toy train a few times, letting it go around his desk as they spoke. "It's hard running a country, miss, especially a place where, as they say, it's more guns than government. I have a few pet projects I'm looking to get off the ground as we start bringing this unruly mess under a true leader instead of a bunch of ragtag men with pipe guns and stolen carbines. Warlords are not an effective basis of government, and I'm looking to phase them out. But I can't do it alone."

"So how do I fit into all this?"

"Simple, Aysha. You will be my second body, my new pair of hands and my second brain to start planning out how to fix this mess and get everything going to unite the mountains."

Ramzan grabbed onto the train, stopping it. "Trans-Caucasia"

"Excuse me?"

"Trans-Caucasia, Aysha. The conquest of the mountains, and the technology to break through the once impregnable walls of our enemies." Ramzan lifted the toy up, shoving it into Aysha's face. "Trains, woman, trains"

"Trains?"

"I'm looking to build the first comprehensive system of trains to cross the mountains of this land. To unite the Caucasus both figuratively and literally. I need an organized mind to help me plan this out. I've already got the foundation working in Grozny, but I need to expand outward, and give us an advantage in movement over our enemies in Ichkeria. With any luck, we could expect to take the south, and drive that Egyptian and his fundies out of the northeast with ease if we can conquer the mountains. And once we have that, we will be uncontested, unchallenged in our supremacy over the Caucasus."

Ramzan grinned widely, "And you, Miss Aysha Dratchva. You are the cornerstone of our success!"

Overworld: A Multidimensional RP

Antagonist

Character sheet:
Name:
Heilong Yu
Age: 4017
Appearance:

Hider

Home Realm:
World of the Seven Psalms (OC Comic of Mine)
Backstory:
Heilong Yu was the Empress of China during the Heilong Period, as well as the head of the Cult of Shenlong Shangdi from 1890 BC until her first death in 1600 BC. Yu took control of the Heilong holdings in China through a murder of her husband, Gao, and thus became the first authority figure in a vampire state who was born of gene splicing, rather than being a vampire by species.

Born as Yin Yu, Yu was the child of a rice farmer in the settlement of Yin. Little is known about her early life other than that her mother died in childbirth shortly after her own birth, dying along with one of her would be siblings. Yu spent most of her childhood working in the rice fields of her father's allotted land. As per the agreements of the Yin with the Heilongs, Gao demanded a bride from the tribe themselves to show their loyalty to him. As a result, the young Yu, due to her low position within the tribe, was given away to Gao as tribute.

As a wife of Gao, the then 10 year old Yu was subject to the Gene Splicing that would make her into a vampire. The process took 20 years to complete, and in that time, Yu was often too weak to leave the palaces of Yin. She was known, however, to wander around the palace and watch the actions of the residents and the workers in Gao's employment and slavery.

In her teenage years, Yu found herself the object of the sexual advances of her stepson, Heilong Sui, who was roughly the same age as her, and saw that she was of no interest to his father, despite being his wife. Sui often pressured, if not outright forcing Yu into sexual contact with him, leading her to seek out a refuge away from him.

Seeking a place to hide from Sui, Yu found the nearby temples of the state-sponsored religious cult, in worship of the Dragon God, Shangdi Shenlong (Chinese for 'the Highest Lord, the Dragon Spirit"). Yu came to spend her time in observation of the Dragon Priests, who took notice of her as well.

Yu came to attract the interest of the Saka born Dragon Priest only known as Kong. Kong saw potential for the young vampire and invited her to do tasks for the temple, before assigning her to be his assistant in rites. Yu soon showed strong potential with magic, and Kong saw it fit to induct her into the priesthood immediately.

Yu's potential with magic and her natural talents in conducting rites and sacrifices caused her to shoot up the ranks rapidly, soon becoming a head priestess out of a mix of her own abilities and her high social status.

When Gao disinherited Sui due to the discovery of his incestuous actions, the successor to Gao became apparent in the fact that Yu had taken on a massively important position in society.

With Yu nominated as successor, Kong and Yu formulated a plan on how to be rid of Gao, and bring the high Priesthood into a government position. At a massive sacrifice, Kong snuck a drug into the wine of Gao, while Yu laced his medications with raw mercury. The drug made Gao sick, who returned home to take medications to alleviate his illness, only to die from mercury poisoning.

Yu assumed power immediately and had the Dragon Priests round up all vassals suspected to be disloyal, and had them publically executed by boiling as a sacrifice to Shenlong as an apology for tolerating such treacherous individuals in her government.

The two brothers Yokaqo and Arktahan, who were jointly in command of a large alliance of tribes in Ordos, saw the time to continue the conquests of their father, and push into China. While the Ordos were able to reach a significant ways into China, Yu and her armies met them at the Battle of Xiashang in 1867 BC, where Yu was able to defeat the two brothers and drive them back over the Yellow River into Ordos, where she had her armies follow them, and lead a direct invasion of their territory. Yu ordered the Chinese to burn the land and kill all men and horses they found. Yu's brutal invasion culminated in the deaths of Yokaqo and Arktahan, who were slain in battle, and the bringing of Ordos under Chinese authority. The war earned Yu the title of 'Demon of Ordos'.

Under Yu, the Dragon Priesthood assumed a more direct role in governance, reporting directly to Yu and carrying out her orders. The Dragon Priests promoted the word of Yu as being that of the word of Shenlong itself, creating a mythos that Yu was the dragon god on earth.

Yu created the first true centralized government in China this way, stripping powers away from the mostly autonomous warlords set up by Gao.

Under the Dragon Theocracy, Yu had all local warlords dealt with in an infamous ceremony. Yu had the Dragon Priests gather the warlords into a single palace in Yin, where she was to address their grievances. Instead, Yu used her magic to rip their souls out of their bodies, and bound them to her signature axe, giving the artifact immense power, creating the Axe of Heilong.

Yu would experiment with soul binding further, learning that she was able to bind a portion of her soul to the axe as well, allowing her to survive beyond a potential death.

Yu's step-son, Sui, sought the throne for himself, and thus conspired with Yu's tribesmen, the Yin, to help him in killing her. Sui convinced the patriarch of the Yin tribe, Yin Jiang to kill Yu, which he did so by getting her drunk on mead, and then locking her in a box, which was thrown into the bonfire in the center of the drinking hall. After Yu's death, Sui was killed by the Yin and the tribe took control of China as the Shang Dynasty. In an attempt to distance their association with vampires, the Shang ordered the expulsion and death of all vampires in China. Those vampires who were loyal to Yu, however, recovered the iron sarcophagus in which she was trapped, and dragged it to the land of Pamir, where the vampires of Asia would hide for the next few centuries.

Yu was, unknown to her servants, still active in her axe. In her barely sapient state, Yu was able to create a rift among the vampires, and encouraged a small number of them to move west.

These vampires would come across the lands of Scythia, and settle on the Crimean Peninsula, that was until the coming of the Greeks, who mostly wiped out the Crimean Vampires, and took their loot for themselves, Including Yu's sarcophagus and her axe.

The King that used the axe, Mithriades, was a brutal despot who routinely liked to execute his prisoners with the exotic weapon, the blood slowly bringing Yu's soul back into its full intellectual faculties, and whispering into his mind to seek out greater chaos and death. Yu found human minds easier to manipulate, and her whispering lead to the Madness of the Black Sea, when seemingly all the Greeks of Crimea were reduced to bloodthirsty savages, with wars breaking out, murder and violence in the streets, and the complete collapse of social order. Hundreds of Greeks returned to Greece, with the Black Sea colonies being deemed failures. One of these returning Greeks was a trader named Orestes, who brought the Axe back for trade, and sold it to a wealthy collector in the city of Sybaris.

However, Sybaris would soon find itself destroyed and sacked by the people known as the Bruttii. The Bruttii, an Italic people, would become entranced by the artifact, said to speak to its holder. A group of Bruttii held onto the weapon, forming an underground cult in worship of the being who claimed to live within the artifact, who told them of ancient history, and of her own powers.

When the Romans arose and conquered the whole of the Italian Peninsula, the Cult remained, with members not only of Bruttii origin but Latins, Oscans, Greeks, and Gauls among its ranks. The cult called itself Cultus Draconis Negri, The Cult of the Black Dragon. The members used a language descended from Bruttian for its sacred rites, which would be known as Denwa.

After the Black Dragon was found to be involved in acts of human sacrifice, Imperial authorities sought to destroy the cult, with surviving members relocating to Dacia.

In Dacia, Yu, who was essentially speaking through her axe to all to hear, used her magic to turn 3 cultists into vampires and give them tasks before killing themselves in autosacrifice so that she could revive in her physical form. The Tasks were to build an army of vampires, conquer as much land as they could, and put down all rebellion so that Yu could return.

Yu's servants did as commanded, however one never returned to sacrifice himself, instead making himself the new ruler of the empire. Yu, in anger, had her cultists sacrifice themselves to her so that she could return and kill him.

Yu revived herself in 908 AD when the empire was under significant problems. Dyrantis had proven a bad leader and the Neo-Heilongs in the East, who arose out of Pamir only a mere 100 years before the foundation of the Black Empire, had driven aggressive steppe nomads into Europe.

Yu enlisted the help of a local warlord, Volodymyr, who sought help in driving out the Turkmens, a nomadic tribe that had taken most of his land and made it unusable. Yu helped him, only to be betrayed when he planned to have his Rus warriors kill him. Yu did, however, betray him as well, turning the Turkmens out on his soldiers. Yu had gained the respect of the Turkmens and used them to wage war on Dyrantis, before breaking into his palace in Constantinople and killing him. All the while, Yu realized a problem. In her time of preparation, most of the Empire was now fragmented and in the hands of powerful new states, such as the Latin Empire and the Anatolian Kingdoms. Yu realized that the time had been wrong to revive and thus needed a herald to pave the way for her once again.

After finding one, Yu sealed herself in a cave in Armenia, within the Valley of the Dark Lords, until time came for her to return.

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Powers:
Yu is able to heal herself by feeding on the blood of a creature (particularly humans or humanoids) to the point of being able to regenerate her body from blood by her soul alone.

As a vampire, Yu is capable of using the ability called "Xuanxue" or the 'dark arts'. In addition to being basically a magic system that allows metaphysical manipualtion of the world's elements and energies, the Dark Arts allow Yu to utilize two abilities called "blood mixing" and "mental manipulation"

Starting Powers:
- Elemental Manipulation: Yu can manipulate the 5 Chinese elements of Fire, Water, Wind, Metal, and Wood.
- Infest Mind: Yu whispers telepathically into another lifeform to try and probe into their mind.
- Night Vision: Yu can see in the dark.
- Heal by drinking blood

Intermediate Powers:
- Blood Mixing: Yu uses manipulation of matter to fuse the "blood" (DNA) of creatures into one, mutating the host into a sort of chimera called a Pelorite. These Pelorites are usually mindless beasts with a taste for human flesh and blood, but some made from intelligent entities like humans are able to be created while retaining her human identity and consciousness.
- Dominate Mind: Yu hypnotizes the being, eventually taking control of their will
- Regenerate: Yu can regenerate health slowly over time, healing wounds so long as she has recently fed. The effacity diminishes between feeding.
- Invisibility: Yu cloaks herself in darkness and goes invisible
- Manipulate Shadows: Yu gains the ability to direct shadows.
- Soul Binding: Yu can bind souls to other objects
- Induce Hallucinations: Yu is able to fill the mind of her target with visions and images of a terrifying and apocalyptic nature.

End Game:
- Soul Splitting: Yu is able to divide her soul into smaller pieces that can be affixed to objects to preserve her after death.
- Destroy Mind: Yu destroys their own personality and desires, leaving them incapable of independent thought or survival
- Enthrall: Yu enslaves the mindless drone as her eternally loyal servant
- Rend: The Dark Arts also allow Yu to rip out the soul out of the body of a "lesser" being, such as an animal or a weak-willed human.
- Revive: Yu can revive herself from death so long as she has a piece of her sould affixed to another object
- Possess: Yu can completely take over the body of a living being to which she has affixed a soul, destroying the original soul in the process.

Skills:
Yu has a natural ability to read the emotions and thoughts of others. This branches into her natural leadership skills and manipulation of other's perceptions, with a gigantic presence.

Yu has a very intimate knowledge of magic. She has a seemingly unlimited knowledge of all things magical, but her specialty is with enchanting and soul binding. Yu's knowledge of soul-binding allows her to bind pieces of her own soul to inanimate objects, such as her signature weapon, the Axe of Heilong. This allows Yu to survive the death of her body, and regenerate it by exposure of the soul-bearing object with blood.

Stats:
Strength: 7
Dexterity: 5
Endurance: 7
Intelligence: 8
Charisma: 8
Arcane: 10

Precipice of War - The Big Leagues of NRP (Only generous tippers need apply)

Chechnya

Nation:
The Emirate of Grozny

Flag:


Location (on map):


History:
The Chechens have had a long history of conflict with the Russians, dating back to 1785, when the Chechens became antagonized by Russian activity in the region. Fighting would continue for centuries, with Russia formally annexing Chechen lands in 1862. However, the relationship between Russia and Chechnya was never a stable one, with a cycle of violence that continued long after the formal integration, with Chechens proclaiming their independence, and Russia responding with brutal force. The seemingly endless cycle would find one of its last rebirths in 1947, with the proclamation of the Caucasus Emirate, a state unifying Chechnya, Dagestan and Ingushetia into a singular state. The Caucasians had, however, underestimated the response of the new Tsar, and were almost effortlessly crushed by the forces of Alexandre. The Russians were determined to ensure that the Caucasus would no longer be a problem, and the Tsar ordered his soldiers to devastate the land.

Chechnya would remain a devastated wasteland even after the collapse of the Russian Empire. With the most powerful movement for unification absolutely wiped out by the Russians, the Caucasus fell into anarchy with the loss of Russian administration. Local warlords rose up to fill the power vacuum, and areas became divided amongst petty lords. Chechnya split among the states of Ichkeria, Grozny, and Khortagh.

Warlordism attracted the attention of Islamic revivalists to the south, mostly Arabs who saw the collapse of Russian presence in the Caucasus as an opportunity to strengthen the Muslim identity of the region after the centuries of Christian rule. In the decade of anarchy that would come, the Caucasus became a living hell, dominated by brutal warlords of not only Chechen, but Avar, Ingush, Georgian, Ossetian, Circassian, Russian, and Arab origins, carving out little plots of land, naming themselves Emir, Tsar, Sultan, President, Premier, and a variety of other titles as groups fought for dominance in the area.

Power shifted to asymmetrical divisions with the rise of the Arab warlord Abu Yahya Firadus ibn Sa'id, a self-proclaimed Sheikh and "Reviver of Islam". With rapid growth, including the annexation of the Ibn Sa'id's Sheikhdom soon dominated much of the Caucasus. That was , until the death of Ibn Sa'id, and the rise of his unprepared son, Yahya ibn Firadus as-Sa'idi. Ibn Firadus proved a poor leader, and the hegemony of his father's emirate collapsed immediately, paving the way for smaller states to arise and grow. One of these states was an alliance of warlords centered around a powerful ex-soldier from Grozny, one Tamerlan Umarov, who arose to break away from the Sa'idi influences, as other states in the Caucasus had began to do. Within 2 years, all lands south of Ibn Sa'id's Sheikhdom had broken away, and Ibn Firadus was desperate to regain them. Seeing Grozny as the first easy target, the Sa'idis sought to get rid of Tamerlan to weaken the state first. In 1959, Tamerlan Umarov was killed in an explosion that collapsed the home he had been invited into. Leaving the position of Emir to pass on to his son.

The so-called "Boy King" Ramzan Umarov, finds himself the leader of a tribal nation in the middle of a troubling period of chaos, as the brief moment of security in the Caucasus has ended, and the former king of beasts sets is eyes upon his nation. Only 15 years old, Ramzan will need to do everything in his power if he is to not only have Grozny survive, but fulfill his father's dream of a unified Chechnya and beyond.

Culture:

- Terminology:

Society and Ideas:
Nokhchi - A Chechen
Nokhchallah - The Chechen way of life, an unwritten code of ethics that all Chechens are expected to live by. The Chechen code of honor implies moral and ethical behaviour, generosity and the will to safeguard the honor of women.
Naqshbandiyah and Qadiriyah- The two largest Sufi orders among Chechens.
Lezgin - An Avar
Örsi - A Russian
Khiri - An Ossetian

Social Divisions:
Teip - Translates to 'clan', a teip is the most basic element of Chechen society. There are between 130 to 233 teips in Chechen society. Teips are lead by a council of elders elected by the male members of the clan. Teips are strictly patriarchial, women have no direct say and are always represented by male family members. In times of war, a teip will elect a warlord to represent them in the tribal army.
Söli Teipa - translates to 'impure clan', a teip founded by and primarily consisting of non-Chechens. As Chechen society uses the teip as its most basic unit, for ethnic minorities to have any participation in the nation, they must form their own teip. Due to clan intermarriage, the clans become quickly assimilated into the larger culture. Once a clan has significantly been assimilated, it will no longer be considered 'impure', and will be able to band with native teips into a tukhum.
Tukhum - Roughly equivalent to 'tribe', a tukhum is a collection of teipa
Kham - Translated as 'nation', refers to all ethnic Chechens collectively.
Nekye - One's nuclear family, defined by the male head of the home.
T'ema Sud - War Tribunal
Tariqah - A Sufi School

Titles:
Emir - The Leader of the Emirate; Originally a military, title, the term has come to mean a supreme leader of the warlords (Byacha) in Chechnya.
Byacha - 'Commander', roughly a warlord elected by the teip to lead their militia
Voqqan - 'Elder', the leaders of a teip, elected by the men of the clan. (Plural: Bakiin)
Da - 'Father', Fathers have a kind of supreme importance in Chechen society, being essentially unquestioned authorities over their family. The wives and children of a man comprise his nekye.
Imam - A Muslim Cleric
Sheikh - Technically a word denoting a noble, among Chechens the term refers to a Sufi spiritual
leader. Sheikhs are fundamental to the Sufism popular among Chechens.
Murshid - A spiritual guide and teacher in Sufism
Murid - An Arabic term translating to 'commited one', a Murid is an initiate of a Sufi order and a student of a Murshid.

Phrases:
Marsha Oylla - A Greeting; Translates as "Enter in Freedom"

- Society:

Chechen society is noted for being tribal, and comparatively egalitarian compared to most of their neighbors. The Chechen's have a strong social organization, characterized by being divided into patriarchal tribes called teips, all considered to be equal to each other.



Most Chechens are Muslims. The overwhelming majority of Muslims in Chechnya belong to the Shafi'i Sunni school of thought. While most Chechens are standard Sunnis, Sufism is very strong in among Chechens, with roughly half of all men having some form of membership in a Tariqah. Islam has become more important in society following the fall of Russia, and the rapid increase of nationalism among Chechens and other peoples of the Caucasus. The radical movement of 'Islamic Revivalism' has sprung up in the Caucasus almost overnight, brought mostly by Arab warlords and spread rapidly among the disenchanted youth and men who saw their world fall apart after the Great War.

Characters:

Government:
Ramzan Umarov - Emir of Grozny - Nicknamed 'The Boy King of Chechnya', Ramzan Umarov was thrust into power following the tragic death of his father two years prior. Umarov is only 15 years of age, with little knowledge of how he is to run the country against not only external enemies, but distrustful warlords who see him as unfit for leadership. Umarov has an almost obsessive interest in trains, and is often found playing with and building model locomotives in his spare time, which he has very little of.

Osman Masaev - Grand Warlord - Osman Masaev is a veteran of the Caucasian Uprising in 1947, having fought against the Tsar's men as they destroyed the newly proclaimed Caucasus Emirate. An experienced soldier, Osman runs most of the military operations autonomously from Ramzan, due to the Emir's lack of experience.

Supian Inarkaevich - Grand Mufti of Grozny

Salikh Tsarnayev - Domestic Advisor

Elbek Magomedov - Head of the Treasury

Military:
Alaudin Shervashidze - Head of the Grozny Air Force

Important Teip Warlords: - All are leaders of the forces opposing Ibn Sa'id's Sheikhdom
Abu Usamov
Medni Kadiev
Albek Korgay
Bashir Yandarbiyev
Temirbek Akhmadov

Dzhalal Sagaipov - Warlord tasked with the Invasion of Ichkeria

Mikhail 'Misha' Svyatoslavovich - A Russian Cossack turncoat who works with Osman Masaev against Russian forces. A leader against the Terek Cossacks and a convert to Sufi Islam and founder of the Mikhaili teip.

Civilians:
Aysha Dratcheva - Secretary to Ramzan Umarov - A young woman working for Ramzan
Ishaq Mikhailov - Mikhail Svyatoslavovich's son, the first true member of the Mikhaili teip
Abu Alimsultanov - A local imam at a Grozny mosque
Bogdan Larionovich - A Russian businessman trying to rebuild his life after the collapse of Chechnya
Aslanbek Ryzaev - An angry young man who lost his mother and sister in the war; blames Russia and the west for the state of Chechnya, and increasingly feels drawn to Islamic Revivalism.
Qoqa Aslakhanova - A woman fleeing an abusive arranged marriage, living on the fringes of society.
Abdul-Hakim Anas - An Arab man who deserted the extremists of Ibn Sa'id's army. Hiding in Grozny under the pseudonym 'Omar Panova'
Kiril Islamov - A Chechen convert to Orthodox Christianity, facing social backlash for his decision.

Precipice of War - The Big Leagues of NRP (Only generous tippers need apply)

Chechnya

Nation:
The Emirate of Grozny

Flag:


Location (on map):


History:
The Chechens have had a long history of conflict with the Russians, dating back to 1785, when the Chechens became antagonized by Russian activity in the region. Fighting would continue for centuries, with Russia formally annexing Chechen lands in 1862. However, the relationship between Russia and Chechnya was never a stable one, with a cycle of violence that continued long after the formal integration, with Chechens proclaiming their independence, and Russia responding with brutal force. The seemingly endless cycle would find one of its last rebirths in 1947, with the proclamation of the Caucasus Emirate, a state unifying Chechnya, Dagestan and Ingushetia into a singular state. The Caucasians had, however, underestimated the response of the new Tsar, and were almost effortlessly crushed by the forces of Alexandre. The Russians were determined to ensure that the Caucasus would no longer be a problem, and the Tsar ordered his soldiers to devastate the land.

Chechnya would remain a devastated wasteland even after the collapse of the Russian Empire. With the most powerful movement for unification absolutely wiped out by the Russians, the Caucasus fell into anarchy with the loss of Russian administration. Local warlords rose up to fill the power vacuum, and areas became divided amongst petty lords. Chechnya split among the states of Ichkeria, Grozny, and Khortagh.

Warlordism attracted the attention of Islamic revivalists to the south, mostly Arabs who saw the collapse of Russian presence in the Caucasus as an opportunity to strengthen the Muslim identity of the region after the centuries of Christian rule. In the decade of anarchy that would come, the Caucasus became a living hell, dominated by brutal warlords of not only Chechen, but Avar, Ingush, Georgian, Ossetian, Circassian, Russian, and Arab origins, carving out little plots of land, naming themselves Emir, Tsar, Sultan, President, Premier, and a variety of other titles as groups fought for dominance in the area.

Power shifted to asymmetrical divisions with the rise of the Arab warlord Abu Yahya Firadus ibn Sa'id, a self-proclaimed Sheikh and "Reviver of Islam". With rapid growth, including the annexation of the Ibn Sa'id's Sheikhdom soon dominated much of the Caucasus. That was , until the death of Ibn Sa'id, and the rise of his unprepared son, Yahya ibn Firadus as-Sa'idi. Ibn Firadus proved a poor leader, and the hegemony of his father's emirate collapsed immediately, paving the way for smaller states to arise and grow. One of these states was an alliance of warlords centered around a powerful ex-soldier from Grozny, one Tamerlan Umarov, who arose to break away from the Sa'idi influences, as other states in the Caucasus had began to do. Within 2 years, all lands south of Ibn Sa'id's Sheikhdom had broken away, and Ibn Firadus was desperate to regain them. Seeing Grozny as the first easy target, the Sa'idis sought to get rid of Tamerlan to weaken the state first. In 1959, Tamerlan Umarov was killed in an explosion that collapsed the home he had been invited into. Leaving the position of Emir to pass on to his son.

The so-called "Boy King" Ramzan Umarov, finds himself the leader of a tribal nation in the middle of a troubling period of chaos, as the brief moment of security in the Caucasus has ended, and the former king of beasts sets is eyes upon his nation. Only 15 years old, Ramzan will need to do everything in his power if he is to not only have Grozny survive, but fulfill his father's dream of a unified Chechnya and beyond.

Culture:

- Terminology:

Society and Ideas:
Nokhchi - A Chechen
Nokhchallah - The Chechen way of life, an unwritten code of ethics that all Chechens are expected to live by. The Chechen code of honor implies moral and ethical behaviour, generosity and the will to safeguard the honor of women.
Naqshbandiyah and Qadiriyah- The two largest Sufi orders among Chechens.
Lezgin - An Avar
Örsi - A Russian
Khiri - An Ossetian

Social Divisions:
Teip - Translates to 'clan', a teip is the most basic element of Chechen society. There are between 130 to 233 teips in Chechen society. Teips are lead by a council of elders elected by the male members of the clan. Teips are strictly patriarchial, women have no direct say and are always represented by male family members. In times of war, a teip will elect a warlord to represent them in the tribal army.
Söli Teipa - translates to 'impure clan', a teip founded by and primarily consisting of non-Chechens. As Chechen society uses the teip as its most basic unit, for ethnic minorities to have any participation in the nation, they must form their own teip. Due to clan intermarriage, the clans become quickly assimilated into the larger culture. Once a clan has significantly been assimilated, it will no longer be considered 'impure', and will be able to band with native teips into a tukhum.
Tukhum - Roughly equivalent to 'tribe', a tukhum is a collection of teipa
Kham - Translated as 'nation', refers to all ethnic Chechens collectively.
Nekye - One's nuclear family, defined by the male head of the home.
T'ema Sud - War Tribunal
Tariqah - A Sufi School

Titles:
Emir - The Leader of the Emirate; Originally a military, title, the term has come to mean a supreme leader of the warlords (Byacha) in Chechnya.
Byacha - 'Commander', roughly a warlord elected by the teip to lead their militia
Voqqan - 'Elder', the leaders of a teip, elected by the men of the clan. (Plural: Bakiin)
Da - 'Father', Fathers have a kind of supreme importance in Chechen society, being essentially unquestioned authorities over their family. The wives and children of a man comprise his nekye.
Imam - A Muslim Cleric
Sheikh - Technically a word denoting a noble, among Chechens the term refers to a Sufi spiritual
leader. Sheikhs are fundamental to the Sufism popular among Chechens.
Murshid - A spiritual guide and teacher in Sufism
Murid - An Arabic term translating to 'commited one', a Murid is an initiate of a Sufi order and a student of a Murshid.

Phrases:
Marsha Oylla - A Greeting; Translates as "Enter in Freedom"

- Society:

Chechen society is noted for being tribal, and comparatively egalitarian compared to most of their neighbors. The Chechen's have a strong social organization, characterized by being divided into patriarchal tribes called teips, all considered to be equal to each other.



Most Chechens are Muslims. The overwhelming majority of Muslims in Chechnya belong to the Shafi'i Sunni school of thought. While most Chechens are standard Sunnis, Sufism is very strong in among Chechens, with roughly half of all men having some form of membership in a Tariqah. Islam has become more important in society following the fall of Russia, and the rapid increase of nationalism among Chechens and other peoples of the Caucasus. The radical movement of 'Islamic Revivalism' has sprung up in the Caucasus almost overnight, brought mostly by Arab warlords and spread rapidly among the disenchanted youth and men who saw their world fall apart after the Great War.

Characters:

Government:
Ramzan Umarov - Emir of Grozny - Nicknamed 'The Boy King of Chechnya', Ramzan Umarov was thrust into power following the tragic death of his father two years prior. Umarov is only 15 years of age, with little knowledge of how he is to run the country against not only external enemies, but distrustful warlords who see him as unfit for leadership. Umarov has an almost obsessive interest in trains, and is often found playing with and building model locomotives in his spare time, which he has very little of.

Osman Masaev - Grand Warlord - Osman Masaev is a veteran of the Caucasian Uprising in 1947, having fought against the Tsar's men as they destroyed the newly proclaimed Caucasus Emirate. An experienced soldier, Osman runs most of the military operations autonomously from Ramzan, due to the Emir's lack of experience.

Supian Inarkaevich - Grand Mufti of Grozny

Salikh Tsarnayev - Domestic Advisor

Elbek Magomedov - Head of the Treasury

Military:
Alaudin Shervashidze - Head of the Grozny Air Force

Important Teip Warlords: - All are leaders of the forces opposing Ibn Sa'id's Sheikhdom
Abu Usamov
Medni Kadiev
Albek Korgay
Bashir Yandarbiyev
Temirbek Akhmadov

Dzhalal Sagaipov - Warlord tasked with the Invasion of Ichkeria

Mikhail 'Misha' Svyatoslavovich - A Russian Cossack turncoat who works with Osman Masaev against Russian forces. A leader against the Terek Cossacks and a convert to Sufi Islam and founder of the Mikhaili teip.

Civilians:
Aysha Dratcheva - Secretary to Ramzan Umarov - A young woman working for Ramzan
Ishaq Mikhailov - Mikhail Svyatoslavovich's son, the first true member of the Mikhaili teip
Abu Alimsultanov - A local imam at a Grozny mosque
Bogdan Larionovich - A Russian businessman trying to rebuild his life after the collapse of Chechnya
Aslanbek Ryzaev - An angry young man who lost his mother and sister in the war; blames Russia and the west for the state of Chechnya, and increasingly feels drawn to Islamic Revivalism.
Qoqa Aslakhanova - A woman fleeing an abusive arranged marriage, living on the fringes of society.
Abdul-Hakim Anas - An Arab man who deserted the extremists of Ibn Sa'id's army. Hiding in Grozny under the pseudonym 'Omar Panova'
Kiril Islamov - A Chechen convert to Orthodox Christianity, facing social backlash for his decision.

Re:CREATORS - A Story Of Fiction [ENDED]

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Supernatural Crossover

Name: Heilong Yu

Nickname: The Demon of Ordos; The Black Dragon

Age: 4,000

Gender: Female

Powers/skills: Yu is able heal herself by feeding on the blood of a creature (particularly humans or humanoids) to the point of being able to regenerate her body from blood by her soul alone.

As a vampire, Yu is capable of using the ability called "Xuanxue" or the 'dark arts'. The Dark Arts allow Yu to utilize two abilities called "blood mixing" and "mental manipulation"

- Blood Mixing: Yu uses manipulation of matter to fuse the "blood" (DNA) of creatures into one, mutating the host into a sort of chimera called a Pelorite. These Pelorites are usually mindless beasts with a taste for human flesh and blood, but some are able to be created while retaining her human identity and consciousness.

- Mental Manipuation: Comes in a few stages
-Infest Mind: Yu whispers telepathically into another lifeform to try and probe into their mind
-Dominate Mind: Yu hypnotizes the being, eventually taking control of their will
-Destroy Mind: Yu destroys their own personality and desires, leaving them incapable of independent thought or survival
-Enthrall: Yu enslaves the mindless drone as her eternally loyal servant

The Dark Arts also allow Yu to rip out the soul out of the body of a "lesser" being, such as an animal or a weak-willed human.

As well, as a vampire, Yu is significantly stronger, faster, and more durable than a human.

Weakness(es):
As Yu remotely controls her body, if she is physically separated from her Axe, her body becomes slower and more sluggish the farther she is from her axe.

Yu must feed on human blood or her body will die. Likewise, she requires human souls to keep her axe at a strong enough frequency to control her body.

While not hurt by it, Yu cannot see as well in sunlight and prefers to avoid it as she feels nearly blinded by it.

Species: Vampire (Non-Pureblood)

Appearance:


From: OC from a comic I write

Personality:
Yu was well known for being highly draconian in her rulership, routinely sacrificing those she deemed problems to her Dragon God as a means to get rid of them. Yu instituted widespread human sacrifice in her domains, both as a means of population control, and a way to increase her own power with a constant stream of human souls.

Yu considered life to be cheap, and that humanity was expendable as there would always be more of them being made every second. Yu saw human souls as little more than batteries for her magic.

Yu had a fascination with the occult and with magic that tied into her natural curiosity. She was famous for spying on the behavior of the nobility and the priesthood, even as an adult, and was obsessed with what lay beyond the observable. Yu's mysticism led to her having routine visions of the dragon god Shangdi Shenlong, who is said to have informed her of the magic of soul binding and resurrection. Some say this may have been nothing more than hallucinations caused by her exposure to mercury as an alchemist.

Yu had little tolerance for betrayal and treachery. As shown when she had the vassals of Gao who plotted against her boiled alive in oil, or when she cut Volodymyr's feet off in her confrontation with him.

However, Yu was shown to have a softer side, as the diaries and psalms of Lys detail the mutual love the two had in their time training.

History:
http://seven-psalms.wikia.com/wiki/Heilong_Yu#History

Other: Yu initially spawns in the form of her axe, and if her body is killed, she reverts back into the axe in a static state until her body can be regenerated by contact with human blood or some other "life-bearing fluid" (such as cerebrospinal fluid).

Yu will often seek out a "successor" for her legacy in worlds she visits, someone she trusts to 'clear the way' for her return when she feels like coming back. It's likely she'll look for such a person in this world too.

Current Location: Room of Human Blood

Kingdom Hearts: Lights of the Multiverse (KH and Alternate History)

Lazda

Name: Lazda Jal-Katar
Appearance: Like all E'ot, Lazda is highly human-like in appearance, the only real distinguishing traits being that her skin is close to pitch black, and her eyes are a bright blue color, with a pair of long, rabbit like ears coming from the sides of her head pointing up. Lazda is about 6 ft tall and wears usual clothing for an E'o, a long, hooded cloak, hers colored green to show her status as a local law official. Beneath the cloak is a white garment akin to a loose dress that reaches down to her legs.
Bio: Lazda was born on Mu'ihsaraj, the native planet of her species, and like all E'ot children, was fascinated by the space faring members of her species. Following the conquest of Earth, Lazda came to Earth as a law-enforcement official to regulate the mining activities of the world, and in the process came to uncover a conspiracy involving smugglers using Earth a base of operations, and supporting a human uprising to create an independent state out of which to operate.

Lazda became intimately intertwined with the mission to crush the iron smugglers and defuse the human revolt before it became a problem. This was initially going as planned, until the arrival of the Heartless. The strange creatures who seemed to be immune to all attacks, even Non-Nuclear Neutron Bombs, were causing chaos all throughout the planet, and the situation seemed to have the local law considering a complete withdraw from the planet.

Naturally, Lazda went to investigate, only to be approached by a Moogle claiming to have the solution to the problem. While sceptical, Lazda sees little other option to deal with such monstrosities, and agrees.
Age: Lazda is about 32 years old, out of an average lifespan of 120 years for her species.
Skills:
Lazda is a trained law enforcement agent, and as a result has quite a bit of experience with combat. She's learned how to predict behavior in others, and can pinpoint vulnerabilities and weak points in her enemies, and knows how to exploit them. Trained in the use of both firearms and melee combat, as well as unarmed fighting, she is quite formidable to take on in combat.

Coming from a Crepuscular to Nocturnal Species, Lazda has significantly better low light vision capabilities than humans, with a trade off that her eyes are much more sensitive to light, and as a result, she prefers not to be active in midday/noon. Lazda's species as well as expanded vision capabilities, able to see on the ultraviolet (due to living on a planet with a more blue peaking star) and, to a lesser extent, the infrared spectrum (due to being a nocturnal predator species).

As a member of a predator species, Lazda is capable of running a bit faster than a human, and shows more strength than a human would, as well as more dangerous claws on the hand, and a stronger bite force, with venomous capabilities.

The Ears that she has give a significant advantage in hearing over humans, and are capable of free movement similar to that of a rabbit, cat or dog.

Like all E'ot, Lazda has a venomous bite, and if bitten, the target can expect to first undergo excruciating pain, followed by disorientation and paralysis, leading into muscular necrosis and respiratory failure if untreated. Seemingly a vestigial trait, while not as useful in the modern age, it does make a good interrogation technique to poison and then demand info from a captured target in exchange for an antidote.

Personality:
Lazda is a bit more hardened after having to spend significant time fighting local crime in what is essentially an underdeveloped mining/penal colony, but there is still a bit of the childlike whimsy and wonder that inspired her to venture off of Mu'ihsaraj in the first place. Lazda greatly enjoys to see new places, and has a particular fondness for interesting or unusual life in these places. A rather impatient and abrasive individual, Lazda shows little interest in others, preferring to stick to herself, giving her something of a misanthropic quality to the observer. She shows little mercy or tolerance for mistakes, and expects tasks to be done as quickly as possible.

E'ot Space

Name: E'ot Space
Summary of History:
Humans had long pondered the question of if they were alone in the universe. Men stared into the stars with the thoughts that something else like that on earth may in fact be hiding behind the veil of the night sky. As mankind began to take its first steps off of its mother world, some saw the time to try and make contact with the potential neighbors of the universe. Few expected that there would be any use in this, but it would happen that someone did indeed find the message, and they were quite happy with what they found.

Far from the Sun, even beyond the Milky Way, was a system of 12 planets orbiting a large, white star. The Star was overlooked. Astronomers did not think that much in the way of intelligent life would be found in this system. But unbeknownst to humanity, these planets were not, in fact, barren, nor were they inhabited by simple microbes.

A planet, seemingly insignificant to humanity, was given the name of Mu'ihsaraj, by its inhabitants, the E'ot. The E'ot we're an interesting species. They were strikingly humanlike, appearing to be little more than humanoids with long, rabbit-like ears, and very dark, black skin and eyes ranging in color from violet to reddish-orange as coping mechanisms for their star, Idarja, which shined 3 times brighter on Mu'ihsaraj than the Sun on Earth. A species who based their society on a way of life best described in human terms as 'utilitarian capitalism', The E'ot began to seek out foreign worlds to mine after "the incident" of over-mining stripped the Idaraja system of nearly all of its useful elements.

Inventive as they were, the E'ot solved the problem of FTL travel by creating artificial wormholes to bypass space-time entirely, allowing them to be wherever they pleased. When discovering the existence of Earth, the E'ot saw a potential raw materials mine and set out to subdue the population.

Understandably, Humanity was not to pleased to have these aliens demanding that they be allowed to strip the planet of resources, and thus began a military assault on the E'ot. This conflict ended shortly after the E'ot demonstrated their 'Non-Nuclear Bombs', using Great Britain as a demonstration, killing every living thing in the UK and Ireland down to the microbial level in less than a second. Humanity had little choice but to surrender and accept their doom as the E'ot began to utilize the planet as a mine, and redistribute humanity across their empire as a worker species.

The E'ot mining operations, have, however, come to something of a halt with the arrival of the bizarre creatures called the Heartless. Difficult as they are to kill, these strange creatures are leaving some E'ot with the idea that it may be more trouble than it's worth to mine Earth, and to withdraw from the planet entirely.
Important Nations:
All indigenous human nations were abolished with the declaration of E'ot sovereignty over the planet. The Union of E'o is the only government organization on the planet, controlled by local bureaucrats.

The E'ot: The E'ot are a strange, near human species that originated on the planet of Mu'ihsaraj, but also have colonized the double-planet of Katal-Waran, as well as many other planets across the universe. Originating in the Triangulum Galaxy, the E'ot evolved from primate-like ancestors, similar to the evolution of humans, to become a very advanced space-faring civilization. After extensive exploration of the Triangulum Galaxy, the E'ot saw the possibility of Intergalactic Travel by way of their wormhole generation and utilized this to link their galaxy with the nearby Milky Way and Andromeda Galaxies, and from that point on developed a complicated network of wormhole routes.

The E'ot have dark skin, ranging from a pitch black in the equatorial regions to a more brownish color in the polar regions. The eyes tend to be blue or violet in order to reflect excess light from the very luminous Idarja, as well as capable of an extended range of sight by detecting infrared and ultraviolet light, with the added feature of epicanthic folds to also filter out light from Idarja. The species grows white to blonde hair, both on the head as well as on the body, presumably to help defect the powerful light that rains on the planet. E'ot have a relatively thick body hair across all local variations and sexes, and most E'ot wear their hair long. Being predator descended omnivores, the E'ot have a variety of sharp teeth, and have venom glands in their nasal sinuses that link to their teeth.

Overall Technology Level: Far Future; The E'ot are capable of bending space-time to their will, achieving a status as a Type IV Civilization on the Kardashev Scale. The E'ot's most devastating weapon is the "Non-Nuclear Bomb", a neutron weapon with the notable effect of killing all life down to the microbial level, and leaving multicellular life dead with seemingly no injuries.

Map: Basically the same as Earth, but the planet shows significantly more damage, with large areas of the world being little more than glorified construction sites where the E'ot mine for iron and other metals that are depleted in their home system. Britain is completely devoid of life, save for some plants and animals that have re-migrated back onto the islands, but humans are forbidden to return, to keep it as a testament to the power of the E'ot.
To Scale Map of Idarja System: https://i.imgur.com/p1TKV5i.png

A World Away - An Alternative History Colonization of the Americas [Defunct]

So it looks like there's very little interest in this RP so I'm going to pull the plug to make time for other RPs and projects