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[h2]Uthum, the Sleeping God[/h2]
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[color=777777]Level 3 Goddess of The Supernatural (Soul)[/color]
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With the matter of the solution starting to be dealt with, Kap Gam decided to investigate what could possibly have started the issue on the first place, to better understand what she would be dealing with and to prepare for any future trouble that might happen. Looking again at the map, she pinpointed the world axis and quickly left Locus Amoenus towards the location, first crossing the continent then dipping under the ocean.

At a first sight, the area did not seem to be out of the ordinary for something deep on the sea, located in a crater valley, the region seemed, from the surface, normal, but as the goddess went deeper, towards the sea floor, she started to notice something was odd and wrong. Even simple observation would denounce it, the sediments were too young for this untouched world, as if something had recently stirred up in the region, but what the goddess saw was different, it was as if the land had a beating heart full of energy, it emanated a strong aura.

Almost without thinking, she landed on the seafloor, and knelt, touching the ground beneath her with one hand, trying to understand what laid under that area, and, not entirely accidentally, cause whatever was under there to react with an influx of resonance.

Uthum had been dreaming. Dreaming of lines and change, of blood and suffering and even of death. He rarely moved within the mana that was still flowing from him. It was a dense substance now, pushed up against the walls of his tomb. Slowly vibrating. Then another god came. Like a cry for help the mana vibrated harder and harder. She was coming! Maybe she could free its god! The mana began to push against the ceiling. The rocks it had ones sealed above it now began to crack as the mystical energy pushed up against it. Crying out to the goddess on the other side for help. All the while Uthum remained in slumber, floating within his tomb.

The goddess felt the energy answering, something on its aura was wrong, almost desperate. She wondered what to do, if she were to wait a few years she would have the fae workforce to dig a hole in that ocean, but that seemed cruel. It seemed the resonance was helping the power beneath to activate, so perhaps, a bit more would cause a reaction strong enough to free whatever was beneath. She took a moment to focus, and once again tried to use resonance to reach the entity.

She answered! She was there! The mana pushed harder. Clawing at the rocks now. Stone fell down through the mana. The resonance of the goddess helped. The ceiling began to collapse. Above, in the water sand began to billow up as the stone below it was sinking. All around Uthum stones fell. Though the mana made sure to protect its god. It pushed and pushed until finally the first cracks began to form above. Blue light began to pour through the fissures but the mana refused to escape through it. It kept pushing directly under the goddess that was helping it. The glowing fissures grew and pillars of light emerged. Finally the mana pushed up. Exploding the rocks above it as a pure, bright, blue pillar of light shot upwards. Slowly the sleeping god was pulled upwards. Kept in its suspension while he was raised from the deep. The pillar reached above the waves and into the sky. Around it a dangerous maelstrom raged. The ocean swirled around while dark clouds gathered above and around the pillar of light. Mana shot up from the top like a fountain and as water it flowed over the world. Finally, when Uthum was above the waves the pillar of mana shattered and Uthum awakened. Levitating over the sea. For a moment he was awestruck as the ocean calmed down.

The goddess noticed the cracks underneath her feet and the aura she felt strengthening and getting closer to where she was. One of the relics on her body shone red and her face actually showed surprised and conviction, ichor beating fast as she swirled away from the erupting chaos with a mix of grace and haste. She was on the surface to watch the energies spreading around the world, forming something better described as an atmospheric storm.

Seemed like she had found what had caused so much trouble, though now the forces were released evenly across the planet, the damage it had done to the structure of the world would be permanent to her creation, so she was not yet free from the burden of correcting the flow of the mycellium.

Calmly, she floated towards the god floating over the ocean. Just now noticing the energy was not simply an universal mechanic but a deity of its own. [color=777777]"Who are you?"[/color] she questioned, back to her passive face and tone.

Uthum turned to face Kap Gam. Her appearance was not entirely unfamiliar. Yet at the same time his instincts told him this was no mere oddly dressed human. He just knew that this was a god. He also knew he was a god too. “I am… Uthum, God of Magic.” He answered very carefully. Speaking my vibrating the air around him rather that straight up talking. How he knew he was the God of Magic, he could not say and it did not matter. As the mana swirled around him for a moment when he said the words. Confirmation enough for his claim he thought. “And who might you be?”

Kap Gam did not take as much time to realize it was indeed a god that she saw, usually, simply floating among a maelstrom of energies was a good indicator, but the deity also had an odd, otherworldly look to it. Neither entirely human nor entirely not, uncanny in a sense. [color=777777]"I am Kap Gam, goddess of Souls."[/color] she explained calmly. [color=777777]"This energy that was freed with you, what is it?"[/color] she asked, it was a bit late to stop it from spreading, so she hoped for it to not be noxious. 

“Goddess of Souls?” Uthum observed her. Not just with the senses he was familiar with. His new gained godhood let him see and feel beyond what any mortal could. And his divine senses confirmed her claim. She was most certainly a goddess. “The energy?” he asked rather confused. Then he realized it. “Mana, you mean!” Happy that the substance he loved so much was here too he outstretched his arm. The mana, normally barely visible to the eye converged around him and flowed around his arm as tiny particles of shimmering lights before disappearing again. “It’s the definition of limitless possibilities. I… can’t quite explain it. But it manifests itself through will and belief. You can try it yourself! Just reach out to it and enact your will upon it!” He didn’t actually know if the mana would heed her command. Which was why he was so excited.

[color=777777]"Mana, huh?"[/color] she wondered, it was an interesting idea, divine-like energy, free of form, that would change itself to thought, even mortal thought. She would be optimistic about such thing if she was not so weathered. [color=777777]"I can use it too? Let me try."[/color] she extended her hand, calling Mana towards her, making a bird out of it, which landed on her arm. Unlike the Fae, it was not alive, it was merely an echo of what she was thinking, as if imagination given life, a creature within her head projected into the world. As soon as she lost focus, the bird vanished into the flow. [color=777777]"It is a beautiful thing."[/color]

“It is! It is!” Uthum exclaimed with pure, almost childish joy as he watched the bird vanish again. Gods could manipulate his gift! Wonderful! “I intended it as a gift! For all beings!” But then a very real dread overcame him as he gazed up into the clouds. Mana was everywhere. Flowing like great, constantly changing rivers. There was too much of it moving too fast. “The mana… it’s all around.” He uttered with a now fearful voice. The god turned to Kap Gam with a strong sense of urgency: “What is the state of mortal beings in this world? Are there animals? People?” It was clear in his voice that he feared the existence of people the most.

[color=777777]"It would be quite a calamity if I had went with my other plan to free you, then."[/color] she nodded to herself. [color=777777]"Mortal are still rare, most of the world population is Fae, creatures held together by their own will, which will surely help to incorporate mana without struggle. There are a few minor species, humans, griffins, other such creatures, populations small enough they will meet Mana at their own time. Imps there are many, but the lest you have to worry about in their homeland is Mana."[/color]

Uthum was visibly panicking now. He looked around, trying to find the land. It was nowhere in sight. Normally he would be happy with a race that held itself together through pure will. They would be excellent creatures to learn his magic. But there was too much mana and he wasn’t around yet. Even worse, there were other, minor races as well. “Goddess. I must know where these Fae are. They will need my guidance.” 

The goddess took a moment, then shook her head. [color=777777]"They are everywhere, even on the moon."[/color] she calmly explained. [color=777777]"You worry too much. You are not responsible for each and every mistake committed by others, those are bound to happen, what matter that your intention was not vile."[/color]

He looked upwards towards the sky, assuming the moon was beyond. “How am I going to get up there?” He mumbled to himself, utterly ignoring Kap Gam’s remark on him worrying too much. Then he looked down at his feet. “Oh right. I can fly.” It all still felt very new to him. He did listen to the rest she said. “You misunderstand. I expect mortals to make mistakes. Especially with my gift. I just don’t want them to fear it. Or invent some rigorous and dogmatic rules that would chain the mana. That is my duty as Warden of the Arcane. I must go now. I truly must. But I will not forget what you did for me. When the time comes, you can call upon any boon you desire of me. May fate bring our paths together again, Goddess of Souls.” Uthum made a courteous bow and then flew up high into the sky as he begin his search for mortals.

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Start: Level 1 God, 4 Might, 0 Miracles
1 Might - Creating vast quantities of mana over a period of time
1 Might - Through a maelstorm spread the mana across the world

End status:
2 Might, 0 Miracles
2/2 Might spent => Level up! => Level 2 God[/hider]

[hider=Summary]
Kap Gam decides to explore the why of the world axis being messed up. 
She goes to the central point, and finds an odd energy beneath.
Bombarding the energy with resonance, she wakes up a god.
Mana escapes with the god, forming a maelstrom that spreads it around the world.
Uthum and Kap Gam talk a bit, before the former leaves to make sure mortals can deal with the mana.
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