[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/8a9dgtr.png[/img][/center] [h1][center]Abanoc[/center][/h1] Dark. Empty. Endless. This is all I knew since the day I died. For all my attempts to gather knowledge, to be enlightened, I find myself in utter darkness. At first I had been distressed, but eventually I retained my sanity by reliving my past through memories. Remembering my childhood, my discoveries, the books I read and imagining how it could be had things been different, had I chosen differently. But eventually I began to grow tired of it as well… An unexpected change in the void of afterlife brought surprise to me for the first time in who knows since when. Something pulled me. A force akin to a vacuum dragged me somewhere. when the force subsided I found myself in a cavern, but still numb from the previous nothingness I couldn’t quite grasp my surroundings well. By the time I recovered my senses I noticed several other beings around me and beyond, sat on a throne above us, lied a colossus with one eye and radiating power. [color=lightblue][b]"Baser beings, your place is yonder."[/b][/color] He said and I found myself surging with a power I knew not of. [color=lightblue][b]"I bid you welcome to the realm of my creation."[/b][/color] his words finally resonated. [color=lightblue][b]"I am the Architect of this place, of these Spheres. I have chosen you serendipitous few to be my builders, my hands, the extension of my will. There is much work that remains before us."[/b][/color] [color=lightblue][b]"You know what must be done."[/b][/color] With his words I was now filled with meaning. I was now a god. We were all gods. And I was to record the events of this new world. Fate had still more ways to toy with me... The other beings mustered their powers to acquire forms. I knew their names despite having never met them, but I had yet to truly know them, so I simply observed them. Acquiring a form for myself would require effort and distract me, so I chose instead to keep my base form. I learned of Katharsos. He immediately chased after the remaining souls that hadn’t become divine thus not showing anything other than his dedication to his work. I learned of Chopstick Eyes. Her almost childlike demeanor made her pure in a way, but I also saw her potential for harming others. I learned of Arae. Filled with love and wishing nothing but to see us all in unison as a family. I learned of Asceal. Her brightness was enough to set the cavern alight, perhaps revealing her as proud, but wasn’t blinding as it was fitting for her gentleness. I learned of Sartravius. Being fire incarnate he was as temperamental as one would expect. I learned of Shengshi. With a beaming smile he seemed to be the most energetic of the gods here. I learned of Melantha. The defiant expression on her face reflected her wickedness. I learned of Narzhak. His words and prolonged laughter were somewhat disturbing. He radiated a special kind of madness. I learned of Urhu. Being still seemed to bore her, but she soon found a way to remedy it by helping our sister out of her good will. I learned of Parvus. He was meek and didn’t show much worth noting, perhaps due to seeing the others as untrustworthy. I learned of Li'Kalla. Her sadness was such that even I could feel it. Fate seemed to have made a plaything out of her as well… I learned of Vakk. Like Katharsos, he immediately left showing nothing, but he seemed to have an air of superiority to him. A mysterious one. I hope to learn more about him in the future. I learned of Anzillu. A chaotic being. I knew not what to expect of this one, but I know it wouldn’t be of benefit to anyone other than itself. I learned of Aelius. A force for good and well-meaning, I could tell, but somewhat...misguided, I suppose. I learned of Kalmar. A pure one, as if a beast had been given intelligence. And with this intelligence he seeks to preserve the natural order. I learned of Azura. She didn’t do much, but her attempt to save Chopstick Eyes showed her as kind and then being amused when failing showed her as a free spirit. I learned of Seihdhara. Passionate and emotional, much like the image her fiery hair paints her as. And through her I also learned that The Architect doesn’t take kindly to offence. I learned of Orvus. This one didn’t do much, but the negativity he irradiated was palpable. Yet another toy of fate… I learned of Eurysthenes. A mystery as well, but this one was made by design. As a being that was purposefully made as an enigma I couldn’t grasp much, if anything, of him. I learned of Phystene. As if Mother Nature had been given flesh. Like Kalmar, she also seeks to preserve the natural order. I learned of Ashalla. She wasn’t among the souls made into gods, but she willed herself a form nonetheless. She dislikes corruption, it would seem, at least when it comes to water given her reprimand to Anzillu. I learned of K'nell. He was confused by his situation, perhaps due to a peculiarity of his, perhaps because there was nothing to fall asleep yet. I learned of Ohannakeloi. This one manifested as a crab. As per consequence of that he seemed to lack the ability to speak, or perhaps he simply didn’t bother to reply to those that addressed him. Not much else worth noting. I learned of Kirron... Or did I? I couldn’t grasp this one’s intentions, or what he wanted to do with the blood he touched. I’ll have to pay more attention to this one in the future. Finally, I learned of Ekon. He was satisfied with his purpose and would act on it diligently. In time they all finished their pleasantries and aggressions and parted ways. Having nothing else to observe I could now finally start my work proper. First I needed a form, and after reliving my past for so long I could only imagine myself in the same form I last lived with. The same dark complexion, the same body frame, the same marks covering my limbs, the same silver hair and length and the same clothes. As if my past existence had simply jumped from then to now I remain the same. I was - nay - I am Abanoc. [color=DarkGray]“I vow to perform my task dutifully.”[/color] I said to the Architect before stepping into the platform assigned to me. In the blink of an eye I was taken from the cavern, which I found to be a moon, and came to a sudden halt in yet another empty void. But this one was different. This one would bow to my whims. Stepping off the platform I touched the void with my bare feet and as I willed there to be solid ground so there was. Godhood had its benefits after all. Without further ado I began my work on forging my new home. By lifting my hand I summoned lumps of marble and by forming a fist they joined together and formed a platform and pillars. Stepping down on it brought the pillars upon its edges and with as little effort as spreading my arms wide the vast darkness of the beyond was alight with the wonderful lights of the night sky from my previous life. I found myself smiling for the first time. Perfect and beautiful, the distant mystery that eluded me for so long now surrounded me. Still beyond my grasp they were, but their beauty made up for it. Stepping into the center of the platform the marble shot up to match my movement and formed stairs leading to a throne. And finally, as I sat upon it, three rings were dropped atop the pillars ahead of me, one within another, and at the center of the third a reflection showed Galbar’s surface. I thought I’d be able to see it in its entirety, but it seemed I lacked the power to do so. I should remedy that post haste, but for now I shall perform my task. My brothers and sisters were already working on their projects. [hider=Summary] Abanoc's been floating in an empty afterlife for so long he lost track of time. He stayed sane by reliving his life through his memories. He's then pulled by The Architect, but he's stunned from the previous nothingness and the travel. By the time he recovers everyone's already moving about. As it turns out Abanoc was there all along! The other just didn't bother to notice him. Or maybe it's hard to see a soul lying around when there's much more interesting stuff to do and see. He takes note of all the interactions between the newborn gods (I think) and makes a brief analysis of their character. When the other gods are done talking Abanoc makes a form for himself and leaves. He tests his powers by making The Observatory along the stars and nebulae then sits on his throne to begin his work. [/hider] [hider=Might] Starting Might/FP: 5/20 -8 FP to make The Observatory. Ending Might/FP: 5/12 [/hider]