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The grand wrym with pale splotches that decorated its scales of deepest blue like stars in the sky was not lost. No, not at all. The [boundless explorer] was simply doing what he did best, which was go where no one had ever dreamed of going before. Of course, this time, he may have gone just a touuuuuch too far to somewhere he had no way of getting back on his own, let alone being resuced.

Piercing the veil between universes and then going in near blind had perhaps not been the wisest move in hindsight, and though the view might be wonderful (swirling masses of color, writhing with potential and power surrounded the wrym as far as the eye could see) it did lack somewhat in things like: food, water, companionship and, well sanity.

Drifting here in the void, the wrym had long since expended all his supplies, but fortunately his [greater resistance: starvation] and [greater resistance: dehydration] perks were keeping him going, though only with enough energy to just barely turn the page of a book. The wyrm had a fair few of those, all his favorite kind, and the kind that had inspired him to be who he was today: tales of adventure. They were the kind of stories he could never get tired of, which was a good thing indeed, because he had lost count of how many times he had read them over and over and over and over again while drifting here in the void, the words, ideas and tropes all melding into his mind with each repetition.

Then, it came, salvation, heralded on the cosmic wind.

[b][i]“I am Anath Homura! Come forth to me, and become the cosmic cultivators and architects of a new realm! Join my pantheon, and become Divine! Shape the sturdy land, shift the singing sea, sculpt the soaring sky, rewrite reality in accordance with your visions!”[/i][/b]

The wyrm stirred, eyes painstakingly turning away from the pages and towards the source of the sound. With that first and only fixed point, everything suddenly, briefly, made sense. Distance was nothing, not even a concept, in this place. All he needed to do was reach out with a thought and a wisp of power and he could be where the voice had come from. 

Yet as he did, he felt a barrier, an insignificant thing really, a wisp of a field that kept what existed separate from what did not and yet, and yet, it was still far too much for the withering wyrm. 

“Ah, curse, this… this… this tease!” he spoke with cracked lips “My mind is willing but my body, oh my body, i cant, it wont…” the wyrm despaired, curling in on itself in misery.

But then came a thought. And idea “if this body is dead and gone, why not just burn it for power? Yes. Yes! Oh it will cost so much but, ah, what is that compared to this sad bitter end” the wyrm said, before it coiled in on itself yet further, not to despair, but to consume. Like an ouroboros it devoured it’s own body for power and then pushed what little remained through the barrier and into the new world.

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Then he opened his eyes, and though he was no longer a wyrm, he lived nonetheless

“AHAHAHAHA I AM A GENIUS!” he declared triumphantly, arms pumped up in the air. Or up in the void. 

Then he looked down and saw the world, the only world, far far below him, yet also rapidly approaching.

“Oh No!” the new thing cried out, chestnut skinned limbs flailing as he plummeted towards the ground without a wyrm’s majestic grace.

“[Featherfall]! [Defy Gravity]! Damn it, why isn't it working!” He cried out as the powers of old failed to even manifest. Then he hit the atmosphere screaming and burned, burned, burned and his worldly possessions that he had spent so much power taking with him burning too. Fire consumed him and then, it ended.

For a moment he thought himself dead, and then he looked down and saw the same world below, still approaching, but slower now as terminal velocity took hold and the air softened his fall.  Somewhat. Hitting the dirt was still going to hurt.

“What. how. Oooooooooh. ‘Join my pantheon, and become Divine’ of course, of course. Guess there was no vetting or application process then huh. Just stringent into the job? Well. if I’m divine then i should be able toooo” the new god put his hands together and focused for a moment, then cast them out and grasped onto the handrail of his new bright red canvased glider.

Then the screaming began again, but not of fear but of joy as the god claimed control of his fall and turned into a ferociously fast glide, the explorer rushing over the new land at terrible speeds. Blasting over the path of a butterfly, beneath that of a floating ship and across a marsh of blood till at least he slowed enough to come into a landing atop the tallest peak of a chain of mountains running from pole to equator.

The glider came in for a landing, flipped up at the last moment and two cat-like paws hit the surface of this new land for the first time. Then a second later a spiked end of a pole struck into the earth, and a flag unfurled at the top of the world.

“I calm this land in the name of… uh… where was I from again?” the alien invader asked himself, staring up at a set of colors on cloth he no longer knew the meaning of “Weeeeeelllllll shoot. Um. Oh! I know!” he said, before clearing his throat, and trying again “I claim this land in the name of Jeon Du Termas!” raising and replanting the flag that had become emblazoned with his own name, written in electrical blue cursive on a light pink background.

Jeon stood around for a few moments, feeling mighty proud of himself, and then rapidly got bored. “Eh, it’s not the same when there aren't some baffled natives around” he complained.

Then he looked down and realized that that was probably for the best.

“Ah so that is why it was feeling a bit cold down there. woops”

As funny as it would be to meet a local or other god in the nude, his new body made that a pretty embarrassing prospect , and so a nice pair of shorts, a waistcoat, and some fluttery flowing garbs for the arms and butt were in order. Throw in some glittering jewels here and there and he was the picture of princely finery. 

“There we go. Nice and presentable. Oh and one last thing” he said after his makeover, before adding a nice curved rapier to his hip. Just because he was a god didn't mean he shouldn't be armed after all. “Dangerous world out there after all. Probably. Maybe. Better be, won't be exciting if its not”

All suited up, he put two scaled fingers to his lips and whistled, causing his glider to get picked up by a gust of wind and blown back to him. The god leapt, snatched the bar of it again, and then was off, swooping across the world once more to see what there was to see.

[hider=summary]

A wyrm, which is like a snake dragon, is lost in the void between universes after it got a bit too ambitious with its exploring.  It slowly withers away, reading adventure novels while hoping to witness some change to the mad void it is in, and is rewarded for its patience when Anath’s call reaches it.

Unfortunately it is too desiccated to break the barrier between the void and her reality, and so does an ouroboros and eats itself in an act of rebirth and then spits itself out into the new universe, along with its stuff. This stuff unfortunately burns up upon entry into the atmosphere.

The new god does not, however, and upon realizing that he is a god conjures a glider, arrests his flight and then swoops through the air before landing atop the The Stormbreaker Mountains’ highest peak. He tries to claim it in the name of his county via flag, realizes he doesn’t not know what country he is from anymore, and then promptly claims it for himself instead, Jeon Du Termas leaving a flag with his name on it planted up there.

Finally Jeon makes himself some duds and a sword, and then calls his glider back and swoops off in search of adventure.

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2 mp : make a glider that can call the wind to give it more speed or lift

1 ap: make a nice sharp curved sword for slaying beasts, fools and anything else. Durable enough to be wielded by a god without breaking, otherwise unremarkable.  

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