[h2]Ilunabar and Vestec[/h2] [hider=The Demigod making continues] Ilunabar foresees Logos' arrival and is SPOOKED Makes an amazing drink that will make anyone VERY drunk Vestec shows up, sees the drink destined to Logos and outright drinks it He gets VERY drunk Decides to show Ilunabar's Julk's place Ilunabar decides to run some tests on the place, effectively breaking the barrier between reality and dream in a small scale The drink in Vestec's belly turns into a baby Vestec becomes a mama [/hider] The very flow of things had been a pure anomaly recently. Her life had been unpredictable since the very beginning but never before had she seen so much oddity around her and in her. In sadistic timing, despite Vowzra's visit to the Raka happening eons ago, it was just now, during such troublesome times, that the goddess herself went through what could be described as a premonitory dream. It was probably just paranoia, hopefully it was just paranoia, but no matter how much she repeated the mantra, she could not rest without her mind wandering to the day of His return, when the hammer of order, made of cold, thoughtless steel, would strike the natural flow of Galbar and all gods would be chained, and reduced to a meaningless existence. [color=ec008c]"Even if it never arrives, I must think about something."[/color] The reality was quite an intrusive thing, it was quite an effort to escape it and therefore, it was quite an effort to escape a god who was the master of what was real and logical. But to everything, there was an exception, it was not even necessary to resort to the realms beyond, many things did not exist, the color Magenta for example. Reality was perceived, and perception is not a perfect translation, and those mistakes were surely not real, therefore out of the control of logic, therefore one just had to "color themselves in magenta" to escape it. But why just use it for defense, why not paint the whole room in the color and turn it into a logic-forsaken labyrinth. [color=ec008c]"Focus, there is no time to lose."[/color] she told herself, trying to stop her mind from wandering too far. Either way, now she knew what she had to do, she had done it with mortals before. Inebriation was quite easy to do with things with already problematic minds and senses, with a god, however, it was surely an unprecedented task. [color=ec008c]"But one I will take. There is no other path. It must be strong enough to knock even my own mind into a tourbillon wilder than the lowest reaches of the Arpeggio."[/color] And so she started her quest. She visited the north and took the flocks of ice and dream that formed under the aurora. But that was not enough. She visited Julia and took the eldritch fruits whose very chemical composition was connected to forbidden places. But that was not enough. She visited the Raka and for two weeks she captured and condensed dream clouds into the flask. But that was not enough. Finally, she slid her finger across a string of the Dreamweaver, purposefully cutting herself and letting the blood fall into the flask. And that was still not enough but was as far as she could get right now. The resulting liquid was an almost nonexistent thing. It was more transparent than even the purest of waters, being visible only by the foam that accumulated in the edges of its surface. It had no aroma or taste. Touching it felt no different than touching air. Yet it was there, and it was a potent hallucinogen, with a single small sip feeling as overbearing as five phantasmagorias inside one's mind. Vestec strolled into existence next to Ilunabar, eyeing her and her new jar. “Dear Illunabar, it’s been too long since we last chatted. When you were leaving Slough to rot away and die, if I remember correctly. The muse sighed and turned to face her sibling. [color=ec008c]“What a skewed interpretation of events, also oddly judgemental, considering you sent all those Ashlings to maim Slough and, as we saw, they were quite successful, congratulations I guess.”[/color] she then clapped her hand and smiled [color=ec008c]“But let’s not drown in bitterness, this is our first face to face meeting after all”[/color] “The Ashlings did as they willed. I never specifically sent them anywhere.” “That it is!” Vestec giggled, looking over at the bottle Illunabar was holding. “What’s that you have there?” He inquired, teleporting to the other side of her. “Oooh. Looks shiny.” [color=ec008c]“Just a little project, the shiny aspect is mostly from the glass as the liquid is hard to perceive. Now, how could I explain this, see, this was made for Logos and…”[/color] Vestec snatched the bottle away before Ilunabar could explain further, giggling in delight. “For Logos, hmmmmm? It’d be a shame if someone were to...drink it before he could.” Without another word Vestec formed a mouth and downed the contents of the vial. Ilunabar just stared wide eyed, she didn’t expect Vestec to be greedy to the point of wanting even the poison meant for others. [color=ec008c]“Uh, well this is bad, very bad. And I had put so much effort into making a mixture that could take even Logos down.”[/color] Vestec’s colors began flashing insanely fast, colors going almost faster than could be perceived. “[i]Even[/i] Logos?” Vestec giggled, stumbling along. “My dear, I think you overestimate his power.” He hiccupped, and a wave of chaos energy burst from him. It wasn’t directly harmful, washing over and past Ilunabar, but it violently changed anything not divine. Grass became hissing snakes or simply exploded, Trees turned into monsters or mice, animals became toys or corrupted monstrosities, and so on so forth. “He’s not nearly as strong as you think.” [color=ec008c]“It is not about power, but mindset, it should be quite hard to detach a god of reality from reality you know.”[/color] Ilunabar confessed as she saw what was happening to her sibling. [color=ec008c]“Huh, nice work by the way.”[/color] She said as she saw some bits of land around her suddenly becoming demented, yet very curious, landscapes. “Thank you!” Vestec hiccuped again. “I consider it some of my finest work!” He threw a hand in the air, almost falling to the ground. [color=ec008c]“Ah, but I digress. Back to the topic! So… Uh… You just drank my weapon to hold back Logos, how are you feeling?”[/color] it was not a question of worry, but of curiosity, it was a bit hard to tell things apart with Vestec, where the typical madness ended and where the drunk madness started was a bit unclear. “I feel very...er, [i]happy[/i]. Happier than normal. Like, what I felt during your Phantasmorgia. Only immensely better. And when did you start glowing from the eyes? And spewing butterflies whenever you talk?” Vestec giggled again, clapping his hands in delight. “You know, we should, we should make something. Together. Yes, I’m capable of making things. Lasting things. Things that don’t just destroy.” [color=ec008c]"Oh, I'm certainly aware of the lasting aspect of your creation, like the ring. Though right now, hmm, it might be a bit tough. I mean, right now you are talking to some slender tree turned into serpent-thing thinking it is me, but I'm more to the left. It's a pretty tree-serpent-thing though, so I do not take personal offense." [/color] “Nah, come on! It’ll be a great time!” Vestec adjusted his gaze so it fell mostly on Ilunabar. “Oooh, so you’re pretendin to be a rock now?” He nodded sagely. “Good disguise. Lotsa rocks in the planet. Though, careful. A Rovaick might eat you.” He giggled again. “If you’re *hiccup* worried about a place to create something, we can use Julky’s spires. I trapped Julky in the Realm of Mandess, so he not goin anywhere for a while.” Vestec hiccuped again. “I suppose if you don’t want to, I could ask one of your Divas..” Ilunabar tilted her head a bit, trying to properly understand what Vestec meant. [color=ec008c]“Ah, well, that explains why Julkofyr has been so inactive. Not that anyone would notice, considering he is the god of literally nothing, spreading nothing but unsightly darkness around”[/color] she usually would hide those feelings, but truly, with the god trapped, who would care? In truth, she had plans of her own for the Spires. She giggled at the last comment [color=ec008c]“Don’t be silly, I like my Divas but they are not able to do much. Especially the little test I wanted to do at Julkofyr’s place.”[/color] Vestec spread his hands unsteadily. “Well, why not do this test then? I’ll help. *Hiccup* “Got nothin better to do for now, and the Spires are the best place to do it, right? No one around, and no one cares! It’s like the Gods that pretend to be caring and kind who completely ignore Jvan and focus on me! [i]She[/i] can rape and pervert creatures against their will, but I try to do that and suddenly I have a crusade against my creatures.” Ilunabar nodded [color=ec008c]“Exactly, the Spires are one of the few places where you can go mad without anyone noticing.”[/color] The second comment struck her as a bit odd, she was not even aware that Vestec cared about Jvan’s actions [color=ec008c]“It was the horde thing, really, but that did give me the opportunity to make some pretty designs. But let’s not talk about Jvan and others, we have better thing to do.”[/color] “You’re right! *Hiccup* Lead on. I can’t quite focus well enough to remember where the Spires are. Did you know there’s a small Hain doing a jig on your head?” Vestec crafted a Hain out of Chaos energy and it began dancing around, moving drunken and unnaturally. “Like this, see?” [color=ec008c]“Of course, his name is Honza, he is a big fan of your work.” [/color]She should try to make more of that drink, it surely did make her siblings more lively fellows. Vestec was always lively, but on his own madness, not on Ilunabar’s madness, and she had a clear bias for the later. [color=ec008c]“Ok, hush hush now. To the boring dark lands of nothingness.”[/color] it was a quite quick trip south, Ilunabar just took care to avoid flying over certain key villages which were reserved for more serious stories, ones which wouldn’t be as compelling with Vestec’s madness turning everyone into aberrations. Vestec followed Ilunabar, haphazardly swaying along and singing random phrases ‘Dragons, Dragons come to fly. Dragons, Dragons, come to die!’ ‘Grot hopped, skipped, and dropped the ball! Grot tripped, slipped, and had a great fall!’ And so on so forth. When they finally came to the darkened spires he looked around, his hiccups having come under control by now. “Ya know, this place isn’t as empty as we thought. Julky put some creepy crawlies in here and gave them a bit o divine essence to make them developeon their own. Kinda like your race.” He rubbed his chin. “Gotta visit them soon….” [color=ec008c]“Ah, I have been involved with so many races, I can’t help but to make everyone pretty. I need to pay a visit to the Rovaick too”[/color] she sighed [color=ec008c]“Ah well. But I can’t have these things around at all. Or maybe I can, but once I start I doubt they will want to stay around.”[/color] she pondered for a bit. [color=ec008c]“Notte, you can show up.”[/color] with that the Glass Diva revealed herself not too far from where they were. [color=ec008c]“Dearheart, multiply yourself and take the crawlers out. Send them to Niciel or something, she got a big heart so she can adopt them or something. Just get them away. If Nicy shows up to try to stop you just say the second option will be to give them to Jvan.” [/color] Vestec waved a hand. “Why not just make them your own? ‘Pretty them up’ as you so like to do. Not many of your races are fighters.” Vestec giggled. “And with me around and Logos lurking on the sidelines, you’re gonna need fighters. Make them the fighting caste of your monkey things or something.” [color=ec008c]“Ah, that could work too. You are quite bright Vesty. We need to meet up more times.”[/color] she nodded [color=ec008c]“Still, Notte, take them out, to Julia maybe. Things might get a bit hectic around here.”[/color] [color=ec008c]“And about Logos. Well, I wouldn’t need to fight him if it were not for someone drinking up my especial anti-logos weapon.”[/color] Ilunabar sighed [color=ec008c]“But that is now the distant past. Back to the present, have you ever seen my Dreamweaver? I made it from the Codex.”[/color] Vestec gave a dismissive snort. “It’ll wear off in a bit. Then I’ll be back to normal and your anti-Logos weapon will be useless. Ya need allies. United front and all that. Jvan and I will be his main targets for a bit. Stab him in the back with the others while he’s trying to stab us.” Vestec tilted his head. “Dreamwhatsit? Never even heard of it.” [color=ec008c]“Uh, well, I think Logos will surely come for me first. I, did steal the humans from him. Though that is such a harsh word. I just wanted to share something nice with my beloved siblings.”[/color] she shook her head [color=ec008c]“But back to my harp.” [/color] She extended her hand forward and summoned it. [color=ec008c]“It doesn’t have a lot of power, but it plays nice sounds. Want to have a go at it?”[/color] she giggled, originally she wanted to use Jvan for this one, but a drunk Vestec could do the task just as well. “Seek aid from Teknall or Niciel. Logos kills me or you people will leap for joy or just be disgruntled, respectively. Logos kills one of them, suddenly all the other Gods are up in arms. Besiiiiides, Teknall’s looking for redemption after his failure with Jvan and Niciel likes protecting things.” If Vestec had had eyes they would have lit up like a small child’s at the sight of Dreamweaver. He eagerly took it and began strumming it. Rather than a discordant, chaotic sound, a wave of sounds and song burst forth. All drastically different and somewhat clashing, but all flowing together in a semblance of a song. “I like it. Shows that even Chaos values balance.” [color=ec008c]“It is a nice tune. I should make something for you one of these days. Like a flute, or a lute, or a guitar, once I properly invent those.” [/color]she clapped her hands together. [color=f49ac2]“Ah, but listen, it is starting to happen.”[/color] she lifted her finger up and above her head, closely listening to what was apparently nothing but silence. Vestec shook his head. “Ya don’t have to do that. I’m the God of Chaos, eventually I’ll break or corrupt or bring ruin to something of yours and you’ll regret the gift.” He tilted his head almost 180 degrees. “I don’t hear anything other than the flying hippos around your head singing some rather bawdy odes to Niciel.” [color=ec008c]“You already did ruin some of my stuff and I think you don’t understand why I gift things. But ah, I can’t focus on that now. I don’t want to lose the moment.”[/color] she closed her eyes and kept her finger up. A ephemeral sound, close to the buzz of a mosquito, could now be heard. For Ilunabar this was already absurdly loud. [color=ec008c]“And…”[/color] she quickly moved her finger forward as a “crack” sound echoed in the absolute darkness. The resonating sound from before came to a complete halt. [color=ec008c]“Done”[/color] Ilunabar stepped back a bit and decided to make herself a bit more visible, previously the shadows from the Spires were able to even hide the image of gods, but now Ilunabar was clearly visible, though only in shades of Violet and Red. Slowly a white mist started to form where they were, even in the total lack of light the pure white color of it was noticeable for its color was not the result of reflected photons, it’s color was its color and nothing else. More odd events started to pile up, iridescent goo started to leak from apparently nowhere, chimes could be heard in a distance, animals like serpents and fishes flew by in complete defiance of natural laws and large, root like vines started to cross the Darkness. [img]http://i.imgur.com/InO9rWD.png[/img] Charged with Vestec chaos and resonating with the Ilunabar essence the god had ingested with the drink, the Dreamweaver was capable of cracking the barrier between Reality and Raka. Just like the Aurora, or Belvast’s portal or any mortal’s mind as they slept. If Ilunabar were to force it a bit more, surely it would turn into a hole and it would be lovely if said link was just a rabbit hole to to the fantastic, but the Raka was quite a tumultuous place, if not for the Complete Darkness created by Julk, even the fissures made by Vestec would become a major issue for all of Galbar. No, the goddess needed a gateway, perhaps a dam. That was the next step, first she wanted to test their surrounding. She waved her hand and the clouds of dust and vines around her took form and what looked like a garden was created. [img]http://i.imgur.com/BsNjpTA.png[/img] Finally Ilunabar looked back to Vestec, perhaps to see if he was still even awake and the mixture she made kept affecting him. She immediately noticed something else. No longer was the liquid diluted across his body, instead it was now stored in a spherical form in where the God’s stomach would be, should he not prefer shapeless forms. Upon closer inspection, Ilunabar noticed that her essence in the drink started to interact with the god’s energy, probably a side result of the resonance created by him playing the Dreamweaver. She had seen that before, she knew the results too. [color=ec008c]“I do not know how to say this Vestec, but I believe I might have accidentally, uh, impregnated you. I think.”[/color] Vestec was content to just oooh and aw at the pretty sights and colors all around him. He looked at Ilunabar in alarm as she finally spoke. “You whaa…?” he looked down at his stomach in surprise. “Hmmm. Is this how Vulamera felt?” He murmured before shaking his head. “No. Her’s was much more violent.” Giggling, he clapped his hands together. “Well before we become loving parents and start raising this child, I need to do things first!” The God of Chaos soared into the air, high above Galbar. “Everyone has all this technology, but isn’t sharing….I’ll share for them.” Vestec threw his hands into the air and drew thoughts and ideas from the mortals all over Galbar. Gathering them into a ball he spread them throughout all the mortals. Metal forging, beast riding, leather armor, weapons, they were all shared throughout the minds of the mortals. [Some freepoints or might could have been spent here, I don't know, ask Rtron.] The God of Chaos lazily fell back to the Spires, sitting on the ground and looking up at Ilunabar. “So. Shall we cut it out like we did with Lifprasil or do you want to do a natural birth?” [color=ec008c]“Your body your rules, I’m open minded about such issues. Though I believe less trauma is always a good way to bring life into this world, no?”[/color] she nodded to herself [color=ec008c]“And cutting yourself open doesn’t seem be very good for your health, I think.”[/color] “Perhaps not.” Vestec scratched his head. “But we can’t wait the full amount of time necessary for mortals to have their children. I’ve got plans ya know. Though,” he said as he watched the bulge in his stomach grow, “we might not have to.” [color=ec008c]“Ah, typical Demi-God behaviour”[/color] she smiled. A moment later Maeus burst out of Vestec’s stomach. Well more so Ves’ stomach expanded to the point that it split open and the demigod tumbled out coated in rainbow toned blood and gore. He slowly stood up, head cradled in his hands despite having not hit it on his way out. Lowering one hand he looked between the two divine beings with narrowed eyes. “Do either of you happen to have anything to drink? I have been sober for all of ten seconds and I hate it. I would like that to be fixed sooner rather than later.” His voice is a splendid tenor, though at the moment it is laced with irritation. Vestec himself had fallen unconscious. Whether it was from childbirth, the alcohol, or a mixture of both was unclear. Regardless, as his stomach sewed itself back together he began to wake up, shaking his head. “Ugh. I feel like Teknall used my head as an anvil.” He looked up and paused in surprise at the sight of Maeus. The God of Chaos looked between Ilunabar and the newly born Demi-god in befuddlement for a moment. “Ilunabar. Dear. Did we uh….” He gestured to Maeus. “I don’t quite remember anything after stealing the drink that you made for Logos.” Ilunabar analysed the scene with mild amusement. [color=ec008c]“Of course dear, we are in a pit of pure darkness right now, but I will send one of my divas to bring the best Citadel wine as soon as she can”[/color] To Vestec she just sighed. [color=ec008c]“Well, next time please don’t drink the hallucinogen I made to trick Logos. Anyway, you became a bit trippy, we talked about some topics, then you gave me this place for me to run some dangerous tests and of course, you became a mother, congratulation”[/color] she clapped her hands for a brief moment Maeus groaned at the response he received, head still cradled in one of his hands, and the conversation between the two gods went right over him. While the promise of wine was wonderful to the demigod he understood that he would be remaining sober for at least a little while longer. Sick of standing he fell backwards, laying on what he hoped was ground. “I hope you don’t expect me to be too sociable at the moment then.” “Next time just say ‘It’s to trick Logos’ rather than ‘I made it for Logos!’ You know how much I like pissing Gods off, and I haven’t seen logos in forever.” He looked over at Maeus. “Well son of mine, welcome to the world. You have a brother in some part of the world intent upon making it a better place. He’s sure to have beer somewhere.” Soon enough, Notte arrived bringing three bottles of wine. [color=ec008c]“And here it is, no need to be so grumpy anymore”[/color] Ilunabar announced [color=ec008c]“And I do wonder if Teknall has fully developed Beer yet, if not, I will fix that myself very soon”[/color] she sighed, it was not her favourite drink, but surely it deserved to exist. The demi-god simply started to gulp down the wine without giving Ilunabar the proper thanks. She couldn’t complain however, the kid was exactly what she expected, considering who were its parents. Before anything else could be said, an indescribable feeling crossed the mind of both Ilunabar and Vestec. "He's here. Run. Seek protection from the other Gods. If everything else fails, run to my Realm of Madness. Logos can't follow you there, not without my permission. He doesn't even know it exists." Ilunabar had simpler plans in mind, however.