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[center][h3]The Corrupter[/h3][/center]
[center]Level Two God of Perfection (Corruption)[/center]
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To the East he went, faster and faster, flying over great mountains and then large, deserted plains, and bodies of water that stretched out on end. The Mountains he passed would have made a suitable location, but he required something remote, distance was better for him. It would give him time, precious time. He looked at the fungi within in his hands, his siblings had not noticed his theft and all for the better. Kap Gam surely would have stopped him if she had noticed. He had great plans for it, for such creatures he could make, pure of the filth his siblings had put into their own. 

Then the skies became illuminated with heavenly lights, and Larwen faltered for a moment. Looking up into the vast nothingness of his new home, this galaxy, it would prove a conquest unlike anything he had faced before. He felt new resolve as he continued on his way.

Larwen lost track of time as he flew, finding nowhere suitable across the vast earth below for what seemed like a lifetime. Finally, in the distance he at last perceived great mountains that rimmed the coast. He halted himself over the peaks, thinking and musing about perfecting them. In time perhaps these barren lands would be full of his creations, for now he chose one peak, near the center. He would call it home.

He would however, name this range the [b]Anathema Heights[/b] for none such as he were hated so, forlorn in a world of imperfections and pettiness. The mountain he would claim for himself he would call, [b]Pervanon[/b]. He waved his hand, and the sound of stone upon stone echoed throughout the mountains. A deep rumbling gave way into the Earth Larwen carved the rock on the inside, providing a suitable place for his work to continue, for it was nowhere near perfect yet. His influence began to perfect the place as well, growing dark with pureness the world had yet not seen. It's beauty would only grow from there, but it would spread in time and Larwen knew he would always be able to help it. 

He then flew down towards the entrance, a massive hole leading to pitch darkness upon the inside, and Larwen gracefully took the first steps into his lair. It was not yet deep into Galbar as he would have liked, but it would work for now. For now Larwen was content to mold the mountain in his image with each step. After all, this would be the heart of designs. Pervanon would be made perfect.


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Larwen Flies across the continent and to the East. He mused about the stars as he travels and conquest.
He arrives at the mountain range on the high East Coast. Names the mountains the, [b]Anathema Heights[/b].
He finds a large mountain in the center of them and gives it the name, [b]Pervanon[/b].
[b]1 might spent[/b] to mold Pervanon into the start of a base.
Larwen then goes about oogling at it on the inside.

[b]Larwen
Level 2
1/4 Might Remaining
0 Miracles
1/4 To Level up[/b]
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