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[CENTER][i]God of Fear[/i][/CENTER]
[CENTER]MP: 8 /// FP: 16[/CENTER]
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Chocolate feet reunited with dead soil, once more Ekon stood within The Ugly Underbelly. Finished with peppering his island paradise with monstrous howls and crippling terrors, he’d returned to his sphere. While there was still much work yet to be done above, the Fear God knew he’d require an “industry” of some kind to bring his scheme to fruition. At the very least he needed helpers to maintain the flow of fear from his sphere into Galbar.  What form these “assistants” would take was another question entirely. [COLOR=04B1B8]“Perhaps they should look kind of spooky.”[/COLOR] He'd contemplated this for a long moment, throwing casual glances at the cracked dirt below. [COLOR=04B1B8]“Yes! This time I will in fact not go against the grain.”[/COLOR] A comedically exuberant declaration rang throughout the empty realm to no one in particular.[COLOR=04B1B8]“Also, I should really stop talking to myself.”[/COLOR]  He ended in a not-so enthusiastic tone. Even as a member of the divine he still adhered to some “mortal” qualities. 

[COLOR=04B1B8]“Anyway, lets’ commence…shit I did it again.”[/COLOR] 

With lethargic grace Ekon released a shower of dark radiance at the fractured landscape, etching a jagged scar in endless terrain. Horrors old and new liberated from decayed earth rejoiced, as evidenced by their mindless howls and roars of approval. With each passing minute the crevice widened with a deafening movement of rock and stone until finally its separation ceased.  Similar apathy showed itself in Ekon motions when the evil god dangled his hand over the rupture, allowing vile ichor to drip into the yawning void. Numerous drops of godly blood plummeted into the bottomless abyss, empowering the wailing gales surrounding them. Divine essence wedded with abstract terrors, twisting into horrible monstrosities yet unseen. When the roars subsided, Ekon knew his servants were ready to perform their duties.

[COLOR=04B1B8]“Wake up.”[/COLOR] Quiet and low, it was a sweetly worded request unbecoming of Ekon.  

On command, countless hands slapped against broken earth, followed by [url=https://i.imgur.com/t4VajO3.jpg]“things.”[/url] Encased in porcelain accoutrements, grotesque facsimiles of human bodies made of bloodied sinew and tendon made themselves known. And despite their humanoid forms Ekon knew them to be little more than tools meant to maintain his brand of evil. In Ekon’s absence it fell to them to seed Galbar with fear. He knew It was an easy enough task for the glorified dolls he’d made to perform. All he needed was to construct a base from, which these waking nightmares would work. It would act as the nexus for his realm, and when the time came, it would be used to cultivate greater horrors.  

Still, powerfully charged with godly essence Ekon’s hand turned upwards, signaling the emergence of an ominous structure. Dark and stocky a sickly yellow light emanated from its innards, shining through massive glass panes looking outward. Mutely they turned to face the black edifice, driven by Ekon’s machinations they walked single file into the deceptively large building. Inside the alabaster constructs took their place at a podium where their bodies absorbed countless terrors drifting up from the underbelly, before enriching its potency. The newly empowered fears were then channeled out of The Ugly Underbelly into Galbar itself. From creatures in the night to economic woes, even minor concerns became crippling dread when enriched with a construct’s evil. Not one for names Ekon saw fit to simply call them the [url=https://i.imgur.com/t4VajO3.jpg]Alabaster Dolls[/url]. Much like the aptly named [url=https://i.imgur.com/8PBaxxL.jpg]Black Edifice[/url], in which they performed their obligations. Ekon’s naming conventions were typically inspired by appearance than bothering to find some fancy name for it. 

Confident that his godly duties were in the safe hands of the fledgling species, Ekon parted from his private reality. Powered by divine vigor Ekon flew off, destined for the world above. Satisfied with salting the smorgasbord of flora and animals that made up his islands. Ekon turned his attention northward, Li island awaited in the distance, its form yet untainted by his poison. “Another excellent conduit for my influence.” Sinister intentions made themselves clear before the dark chocolate deity rocketed off. Ebon wings split Galbar’s skies in twain, tattered remnants of clouds left in their wake. Thankfully, the little goddesses’ isle resided not too far from his own ecological creations, which meant his journey would be relatively short if uneventful. 

[COLOR=04B1B8]“Ooh, how pretty.”[/COLOR] Mild amusement spoke in his stead, surprised at how well developed the little paradise was. Ponds mingled with foothills and sheets of grass that covered everything like a giant blanket. From his position over the isle Ekon took in its scenery before he landed on the lovely landscape with a soft thud. Hand alight with deific energies spilled from Ekon’s hand, seeping into the ground beneath him. The island was devoured from within, with the creation of an elaborate underground cave system. Despite the renovation his meddling was not intended to be noticeable for he did not shake the earth, and the only sound would be the crumbling and moving of dirt and rock. When he’d completed the task at hand Ekon channeled centuries of fearful things into the newly hollow earth.


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 3 FP - Alabaster Dolls: Made an extraordinary but unintelligent species that will act as caretakers and absorb and empower fears [1/2 Monster Portfolio]
3 MP - Black Edifice: Made a major fixture to his sphere that allows him to channel fear more effectively while he is away and will act as a breeding pit for monsters in AoM. 
12 FP - Created underground cave + a Fear-based ecosystem

FP/MP:
1/5

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