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[color=maroon][h1]Anu'Varr[/h1][/color]

[color=maroon]The Scarred One[/color]

Interacting with: Everyone @ the Spire [/center]

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Anu grabbed the scroll as Dirka left. Blood magic, how very thoughtful and how useful it would be. She consumed the knowledge of the scroll, adding it to her vast powers in an instant. Who knew blood could be so useful, but Dirka was mistaken in one aspect, for Anu would have no human followers willingly. If any did pop up, if any began to worship her, they would become demons. Regardless of that fact, she would pass on this knowledge soon, but first, she had other matters to attend to. If Elaria was right, then this disturbance was of great importance. Anu also imagined her siblings would also be in attendance, if this object was anything special.

Next Anu spoke aloud, [color=maroon]”Elaria, you will stay here for the time being. My Succubi, do not harm her, but perhaps show her something new…?”[/color] Anu smiled wickedly, before standing up and opening a tear in the space before her. It was a portal, dark and chaotic in nature. She had found it be experimenting, she found humans to be good test subjects, but those who returned were anything but. As she walked into the shimmering mass of red and black, she heard her Succubi giggling, and Elaria’s whining, then nothing as she was engulfed.

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She arrived in the night, her portal a red light in the darkness. It would be highly visible by all present, but Anu did not care. She walked through the portal with her head held high, her body clad with nothing but her scars. Her amber eyes glowed softly in the dark as the portal winked out of existence. Before her stood two strands of light, dancing in a rhythm that perplexed her. It was beautiful to behold, but the power they exerted did not go unnoticed by the Goddess. For she now stood before an area of inexplicable change. The very earth was running away from the spire, forming a black crater into nothingness around its base. The fear in the air was palpable, thick and changing everything it washed over.

Anu walked closer, noticing the grey plants that grew dread from them. There was no mistake about the potency of such power, Anu could feel it. She walked closer, taking her first step into the dwindling crater. 

The Goddess of Devilry was assaulted by a wave of fear, a feeling so strange she thought for a moment she was but a mortal entering a God’s gaze. This thought melted away as she reclaimed her divine sense of self. Anu, ever determined, moved closer to the spire. She liked fear, it had so many uses, so much purpose in its uniform precision. It could drive the proud to little more than shivering wretches. It could bolster darker emotions to come forth and be preyed upon. It could cause a god to doubt…

Doubt?

Anu paused, she was very close to the edge of darkness now, but it stopped her. This fear, this overwhelming terror was perplexing. For the first time in her existence, Anu felt doubt in her ability to obtain her goals. Visions flashed before her eyes, she saw humanity growing like ants, always multiplying twice for every single one she killed. She saw the pit inside herself, always hungering for satisfaction and pleasure, never being filled. She saw herself in ways she had not thought possible, this doubt slowly turning to fear. Fear of never fulfilling any of her own purposes in life, always failing time and time again. The Great Game had been lost to her the moment of entry, she would never amount to anything but being the Lesser Sister to Greater Gods. 

Anu looked down at her hands, her skin had become the same grey as the ground she walked upon. Anu began to laugh, softly at first, then louder and more crazed. Such fear, it was so intoxicating. To be able to drive her to doubt, a feat she once thought unthinkable. She loved the feeling, of being afraid, it made her sharper, more focused in her goals. She walked closer to the edge, her rational mind fighting the fear that seemed to cover her. 

She would not let it consume her, she couldn’t. 

Subtle features began to change on Anu as she stepped closer, her hair began to streak with grey as it grew longer, while her horns twisted and sharpened. Her once amber eyes, turned a dark shade of crimson, glowing with renewed intensity. Large wings seemingly made from grey smoke erupted from her back, outstretching to twice her height.

If Anu had noticed any of these changes, she paid no attention, for her eyes were fixated upon a greater prize. So was close to the dark crater now, a couple of steps and she would enter it.