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Grimloq hadn't even noticed time had stopped, too focused staring at the heavens above. indulging in his mere existence. Mater Lei had visited his creation, and after a welcomed compliment, he was brought back to the door where his kin were, she had encouraged him to greet himself.

While he appreciated her for his existence and her compliments, Grimloq felt know need to speak. In fact, he was complacent standing tall as the other Gods greeted each other or bickered over what he heard as 'perfection.

The beast had no interest. He was only excited for his own creations, the future they had. Still, they all shared a world together, so Grimloq did pay some attention to observation. Both on his siblings, and their creations.

Inspiration found him. Most on his mind were the trees. He needed that kind of life to support his kingdom, but for now he had to bide his time it seemed. The evolution of life that also began to take effect also interested him, but for now he rested his powers so that he may further spread his influence over the globe once these formalaties were done with. The bored warrior stood proudly with clawed arms cross. Cold, crocodilian eyes moved on from God to God, in their candle-like aura of a glare. Another touch of inspiration fell on him when the surrounding premise was transmuted into a lavish fortress. He didn't even realize that he was responsible for the tsunami, for he was simply devoted his attention to the artificial structure. This gave him ideas for more plans for the future.


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Grimloq is just standing there..menacingly.

Contemplating over what he'll make next based on what's already being created.

Very quiet, but he exists!
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