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-Escre's holy sites, from now on, will be extraordinarily resistant to any kind of intervention or meddling with from other gods
-He will also be able to create holy sites every turn without the restriction of having a cooling off period
-He also has a limit of ten holy sites, unlike the usual five
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[center][h3][color=C0C0C0]Escre, the Great Spirit[/color][/h3][/center]

It was with silence that they responded. Escre's plea rang through the empty spaces, it reached even the farthest expanses of the created universe. The powers guarding this new and vulnerable world did not need such a great plea to have heard it, but the desperation of a god was more difficult to ignore than the prayers of desperate mortals. Time was very depending on where one existed within the universe, but it was after the passing of the thirtieth minute that space began to bend and mutate before Escre.

'You plan, and We plan,' the voice echoed and emerged from the very sinews of the universe. Slowly, from the mutating and bending space emerged that same wisp-like existence from pre-existence. That power which had called forth the gods.
'And what is Your scheming and Your plotting before Our schemes and Our plots...'

Then silence reigned and the wisp hung there. Perhaps it was staring at Escre, perhaps it was waiting for him to speak. Perhaps.

Escre hung there, still as death.  Had it been made with the capacity, it might have trembled in fear.  To these cosmic beings, Escre was as a mortal to a god.  Knowing full well that gods could take away as abruptly as they began, the Great Spirit hesitated to consider the oblivions that awaited it if it stepped out of line.  [color=C0C0C0][i]"Since the beginning, I have endeavored to fulfill the purpose set for me.  I created the Astral Home and made it possible for Galbar, the first world, to be filled with life.  Vowzra, too, has done his part, and Undasis, and the rest.  But the gods are flawed.  One could make something wonderful, but the next could want to play with it, and the next to corrupt it, and the next to destroy.  Nothing good can stay as long as there are gods too drunk with power and self-indulgence to contibute to a meaningful universe.  My plan...is to eradicate the gods.  To destroy their physical forms so that they are mere essences, capable of influence still, but ephemeral enough that mortals would be troubled to even prove our existences.  To that end I have begun to stitch together the Pattern.  The Astral Home and Forever Fall make two out of seven Seals."

"But even now, Chaos threatens to tear down this plan, and corrupt the entirity of Galbar.  I know why Vestec came to be, how order and chaos are a balance in and of themselves.  But Vestec has betrayed his purpose.  What he is doing will leave only chaos in the universe, tearing down the balance forevermore.  I would be unable to create life untainted by chaos.  What I beg from you is power.  The power to repulse Vestec and Astarte, his mindless minion, to restore the Astral Home, and to continue the creation of the Pattern.  Once the gods cannot wreck havoc on the universe on the most petty whim, true marvels of creation can be made.  I can perform the duty of every god, without ever giving in to self-indulgence.  I alone am fit for this power.  For this, it is in your most holy names that I pray."[/i][/color]

The wisp hung there silently. It gave no hint at what it thought of Escre's words - in fact, [i]could[/i] it think? It was simply silent for a while, until its response came.
'What makes You think that We did not wish for it be as such?' the echoes asked. But they waited for no response.
'I like those who have ambition,' and with that it disappeared and all things returned to what they were. Within the Astral Home a light shone and slowly began to pervade the holy site. The Fortress Bastion too experienced such a light, and that pervaded it. Wherever the light shone, the corruption within the Astral Home disappeared. The light worked slowly, however. The Astral Home's corruption would not be removed for a long while yet, a week in Galbar's time.

Escre would feel the change in his holy sites, and he would feel the strain from sustaining them suddenly gone. He had been gifted a thing most powerful indeed.  If it had a mouth, the Great Spirit would have smiled then, for it knew that its plan had been blessed by the gods of gods.  Knowing that even if Vestec were removed the corruption would still linger for a week or so, Escre began its slow trip back toward Galbar, and sent the Execrable Chaos a message.  [i][color=C0C0C0]"Alright, Vestec, you've had your fun, but your corruption can go no further.  Due to the Astral Home's connection to the spirit of every living thing on the planet, if you persist everything will be tainted, and I will be forced to recall all souls and eliminate all life on the planet.  That wouldn't leave you much room to have fun, will it?"[/color][/i]