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[color=Orange][sup]The Flayed Prince, The Burning Bastard, The Solar Cannibal, The Usurper, The Prime Solarus, The Cosmic Terror[/sup][/color][/center]
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The Flayed Prince spared no energy paying any mind to the prattling of his brethren. His time for indulgence was short and fleeting, and he would not waste it debating the idea of mortal enlightenment through derangement or shoring up an offense against ones jaded ideas of perfection.

Leaving the citadel of stone beneath his feet, Axnas ascended into the atmosphere. Here the warmth of his body's radiation remained shackled in an eternal cycle, passing through the atmosphere relatively unimpeded, yet remaining trapped within the planets shielding. A process essential to life's survival.

Galbar was yet another territory in his growing domain.

As such, he would adorn it in rich and beautiful works of exemplary craftsmanship, all paying homage to his endeavors, achievements and undeserved kindness. First, one of practicality was warranted.

Reaching for the nape of his neck, Axnas grasped a strip of thin tissue left untouched by his twin, stretching down his spine to the small of his back. He regarded the sinew. It would be adequate.

Raising his free hand to the sky, he willed forth the coalescing of sunshine, a combination of bright light and radiant heat, taken from the atmosphere which absorbed it. Burning brilliantly like the sun and searing with the heat of a white-hot fire, the mass the size of a coconut twisted and screamed in the palm of his hand. 

It was magnificent.  

Sinew in hand he took it and wound it tightly around the ball until no light shown through. Satisfied, he then began to mold the thing if it were clay, warping it until it began to take the shape of something organic. With a compact body, a broad head and powerful jaws the sculpture seemed almost life-like, staring straight ahead with eyes of fire. 

[color=OrangeRed]"Flesh of my flesh, dazzling exemplar of my machination, come forthwith."[/color] Axnas pronounced, and he burned the sculpture.

Charred to a bitter coal black, life seemed to leave the little figurine. Yet in a sudden burst, an ethereal spark within its core became a wildfire of divine power, producing a flame visible even to those so far below.

Eyes crimson in color and as intense as the core of Axnas flared to life with spots of similar countenance marking the entirety of its void-like, stygian body. Long since had it outgrown the palm of its master, standing at 10 feet tall and spanning 12. It bowed humbly before him with feline grace and powerful muscles flexing beneath its fur.

Axnas placed his hand upon its chest, and it purred in response. 

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[color=OrangeRed]”My firstborn, first of the Balam ― agents of my inexorable imperative ― [i]Onca[/i], go forth, christen a territory befitting of my blessing and produce for me a people worthy of my affection.[/color]

Onca lowered herself before her father. 

[color=Crimson]"As you will it, so shall it be done."[/color] she purred, her voice mellifluous and husky.

Without delay, powerful muscles contracted and coiled like springs, their tension causing vibrations in the air around her. With all true feline prowess, Onca shot like a piston and bound through the clouds at speeds incomprehensible to mere mortals.

Satisfied, Axnas ascended into space.

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Axnas wastes no time dawdling with his brethren, seeing it as a waste of free-time and opts to leave immediately without introducing himself to anyone.  

He takes to the atmosphere and establishes Galbar as yet another planet in his domain (as are all celestial bodies within Axnas' System).

Axnas constructs the first of his many avatars in what will be known as the [color=Crimson][b][i]Balam Series[/i][/b][/color], a charred jaguar burning with the light of the sun named [i]Onca.[/i] (-1 Might)

He tasks Onca with christening for him a territory and producing a worthy people. Onca obeys and starts immediately, while Axnas ascends into space.  
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[b]Previous Balance[/b]: 3 Might
[b]Previous Account Level[/b]: 1
[b]Expenditures[/b]: 
[indent][i]Balam Series (Avatar)[/i] -1 Might[/indent]

[b]Current Balance[/b]: 2 Might
[b]Current Account Level[/b]: 2
[indent][i](2/2 acts of creation)[/i][/indent]
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