[center][h1][color=2d567c]Stjerne[/color] and [color=747880]Zencrux[/color]: Ancient Dancing Lights[/h1][/center]


Stjerne stood on the deck of his [url=https://www.pinterest.com/pin/257901516136477708/]japanese home[/url] overlooking one of the ponds. He always loved the culture of this land, how they still worshipped old gods and were rather friendly and wise. There was a beauty to this place that drew him in. He believed they were a rather enlightened people. Of course, he helped with that someone but they did most of this on their own while he slept.

He looks up at the night sky, as he often does. The stars... how he wished he could be up there with them again... Using his borealis to bring light and song to the people below. But they too, were sleeping. And vanishing. He wasn't too worried at the moment, for he could not remember how many there were before, but his loyal followers had told him that some have indeed vanished.

As he stared into the sky, arms wrapped around him and he felt himself pulled into a strong chest. It rumbled like thunder as the man behind him spoke, [color=747880]"Come inside, love. The forecast says it will storm soon. Besides, you should get some rest."[/color] Stjerne shook his head. [color=2d567c]"Bah, just tell the storm to go away. I'm stargazing. And I've slept for eons I'll pass on the extra sleep."[/color] Stjerne huffed and leaned back into Zencrux.

The larger man shook his head. [color=747880]"Very well, I'll just carry you. See? Maybe you should have trained more, eh? Gotten big and strong like me!"[/color] Zencrux chuckles as he carries Stjerne inside. A while later and the pair are enjoying some tea as the rain starts from the shelter of their patio. One of Stjerne's priests, a man named Raiko, is at the table, talking with them. Both gods have become more open with mortals, since the exile, as it's rather lonely being by yourself.

Zencrux, ever in tune with his aspect, reached out a hand to feel the rain, only finding that they simply moved out of his way, as if there was an invisible barrier around his hand. He frowned and put out his other hand and saw the same. [color=747880]"This...[/color] He gets up and walks out into the storm. Stjerne blinks at this and calls out to him. [color=2d567c]"Get back here... You'll- what... How.."[/color]

Zencrux smiles, feeling power well within him again. He looks up and lets out a roar, thunder striking down and hitting his outstretched fist. [color=747880]"I feel whole again![/color] Stjerne smiled and got up from the table as well. He closed his eyes and reached out with his mind, feeling for his long lost creations, and feeling a surge of emotion as they sang out to him, e fell to his knees, their voices loud and incessant. "Father! Papa! King! He's back! He's here! Join us! We miss you! We love you! It's been so long..." He smiles up as Zencrux waved a hand to clear the skies. [color=2d567c]"I'm here.. I missed you too, my beautiful creations...[/color] A moment later they heard it. The Bell. Zencrux frowned at the sound, Stjerne was startled by it. The looked at each other and nodded. Getting their powers back wasn't some accident. and Desious never gave an end date. Calling out to his creations Stjerne lead the way to the sanctuary in the home. Aetherius sat in it's stand in the middle of the room. The opals glittered warmly in the dim light of the room. Zencrux headed for his armor stand to grab his sword. He grunted as he lifted the massive blade and smiled when it suddenly lightened up, warming at his touch. He headed back to Stjerne who was already working on locating the source of their situation.

[color=2d567c]"My thought is that we look for Death. Aetherius, find me Desious. Hmm... It's in America, looks like Oregon. Grab on Zen, we're going to port over there.[/color] With a twinkle, the pair vanished, appearing on the street near the god they were looking for. Zencrux grabbed Stjerne who stumbled at the power usage for such a jump. The smaller man leaked a bit of his power and caused a sudden aurora in the sky above as he regained his bearing.