[centre][u]Vestec, Level 3 God of Chaos[/u]

Might: 6

Freepoint: 2[/centre]

Vestec clucked in disappointment as he saw Vowzra interfere. He had wanted to see how the other Gods would have reacted, and the God of time had moved quickly enough that no other Gods had reacted or done anything. It was...disappointing. "No fair!" He called after Vowzra's cryptic voice echoing through the void. "You didn't even give them a chance to try! Where's the fun in that?" Of course, there was no reply from the enigmatic God of time. Vestec turned his attention to the world at large, noting all the new creations that walked on the earth. From Jvan's horrors to Toun's creatures, Teknall's mountains to Niciel's wisps, there were many things to play with now.  "Oooooh. Time to have some [i]fun[/i]." He giggled, spinning around in space. In an instant he was back down on Galbar, casually strolling through the hills at a pace nearly incomprehensible to mortal eyes. He stopped once he came upon a White Giant of Toun's. Immediately, the thing bellowed in rage and charged him, only to be knocked to the ground as Vestec smacked it down to examine it. "My, my. Toun has been busy I see." He laid a hand on the thing's thrashing head and began rooting through it's mind, searching for a purpose.. "Oh? Protectors of the life of Galbar? Perhaps Galbar does need protectors. But it also needs [i]aggressors[/i]." 

In an instant Vestec had picked up and taken the White Giant he was busy with, quickly finding another. His colors changed to a solid black as he began to corrupt and manipulate the White Giants, making his new race. Their roars of anger were quickly replaced with screams of pain, and eventually, fury. He filled them with a lust for violence and bloodlust, a need to recreate more of themselves, and a hatred to fuel all of their attacks. The Ashlings lumbered to their feet, already searching for targets.

"Go, my pretties. Have fun and spread like a foul plague." Vestec giggled as they lumbered off, locking on to something, he didn't quite know what, to kill. 

"One last thing to visit..." Vestec darted over the planet, hunting down the creations of his sister, Niciel. Jvan's creations were already suitably chaotic, and needed no pushing from him. Vestec stopped in front of a Wisp, dodging it's first blast of holy energy. "Why hello their Niciel, you wouldn't mind if I took this would y-Agh!" Vestec, giggling as he approached, had gotten to close to the Holy Wisp. It blew up in his face. His cry was more of annoyance than actual pain. "Hmm. Effective, but annoying." In another instant, Vestec stopped in front of another Holy Wisp. He didn't waste anytime mocking Niciel this time, instead corrupting the Wisp and moving on to roughly a dozen more. "There. Should be enough to keep an eye out and corrupt things for me." Vestec announced to no one in particular, satisfaction clear in his voice. 

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-Vestec was upset Vowzra stopped the moon before it could force the other Gods to act.

-He got over his upsetness and went to explore the world.

-Corrupted two White Giants and created the Ashling race (-1 might)

-Corrupted 13 Wisps, and is now using them as his own eyes around and to corrupt things he can't be bothered with. 


Might: 5

Freepoint: 3

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