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The spirit of justice marched on over the dusty wastes towards the horizon. He never slowed or showed any indication of fatigue; step by step he marched on. Eventually the sun fell below the horizon, but the stars were so bright in those days that day and night were almost one and the same.

The flatlands eventually gave way to a great spine of the world where the ground itself had been thrust upward. Indifferent to the obstacle, the armored colossus walked up the slopes, and when they became too steep even for his great strides, he climbed a sheer cliff face. Once he reached the top, the lifeless environs were broken by a radiant sight: atop another summit, a red spirit stood. Determination yielded some ground to curiosity, and so without breaking stride, the god adjusted his course and approached.

It took some time to descend down from the first peak, even for a being of such long strides and inexhaustible stamina. He lost sight of the little crimson speck, but trusting that he would find it even if it had moved, he slowly ascended up to the next summit. Still, when he reached the place where he’d first spotted the red spirit, he found her right there as if awaiting his arrival.

For the first time in a day and a half, he halted and looked her over.

[b][i]“Allow me to introduce myself. I am Anath Homura. I do not intend to harm you.”[/i][/b] The red spirit said, her voice lacking inflection, but imbued with authority.

The metal suit twisted about as the god looked backwards. There was nothing else out there, so she must have been speaking to him. [color=SlateGray]"You perceive me?"[/color] a similarly flat voice rumbled out from within the suit. Nothing and nobody had ever seen him before, ever. [color=SlateGray]"How?”[/color]

[b][i]“With my sight; as I see the true shape of the world, and it was I that invited you here.”[/i][/b] She answered solemnly.

The other one mulled over that answer for a long time. If his armor was of the world, and could touch the world, then maybe it could be seen by the world. Gray granite had never been invisible, even if the being that dwelled within it had been. The surprise faded as soon as it had come; it didn’t matter if people could see the manifestation of justice coming. Perhaps it was even better if they could!

[color=SlateGray]"So you are the Tyrant,”[/color] the god finally declared, [color=SlateGray]"...which means that it is you who must dictate the laws of this place. Issue your decrees unto me, and I shall see justice carried out. I have sworn it.”[/color]

Anath Homura tilted her head with curiosity as she briefly considered his statement regarding her position and prerogative. [b][i]“Hmm… Then you will walk upon the Sacred Path. That is my sole decree, and I will uphold you to your oath. You wield the power of the Divine, which means that it is you and the others among the pantheon that shall dictate the laws and rules of creation. The will of the Divine shall be the justice enacted upon the world.”[/i][/b] The red spirit proclaimed with cosmic power woven into her words that resonated with the land they stood upon. 


[b]Him?[/b] [i]Others?[/i]

He recalled that dirt-flinging spirit, the one that he had recognized for its aspect of the earth. So there were even more of them out there, it seemed.

[color=SlateGray]"So you are not a Tyrant,”[/color] he corrected himself, [color=SlateGray]"just a Steward, because you have delegated some of your authority unto a council. So be it.”[/color]

Left unstated was his disappointment – experience had shown him that realms without a strong leader tended to fall in short order. But perhaps this one would be different. 

[color=SlateGray]"And who prescribes the appropriate punishments for those who would violate the order of things – or is that left to the discretion of the enforcer?”[/color]

[b][i]“Indeed… You and the others will be the visionaries with the shape of the world left to your discretion. I will not intervene unless you stray from the Sacred Path.”[/i][/b] Her response remained as cryptic as her impassive visage, yet there was no hint of malice or deception that he could discern, and his perception in such things was sharp. Without armor like his, the souls of other spirits were naked before his gaze.

[color=SlateGray]"I did not come here to shape the world, Steward. My intent was to observe justice wherever it may happen; yet I have accepted the mantle of enacting it myself wherever it may be lacking. The commandments of the divine will be obeyed, and any who defy that rule of things will be persecuted and destroyed.”[/color]

Then the Divine Enforcer trotted off, his purpose perhaps a bit clearer. He never did offer any name to Anath Homura.

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Squidward walks around until he sees Homura down on the surface examining some of Lektoria’s handiwork. He approaches her, and is surprised when it turns out that he isn’t invisible inside of that gigantic suit of armor.

She introduces herself. He names her the Tyrant in charge of the planet and asks what the rules are. She says that’s up to the gods, so he declares that she’s really more of a Steward. He heads out after saying that he’s not there to do the landscaping and that he’s only concerned with justice – but now that she’s delegated legislative authority to all the gods, he’ll ask any god that he encounters what their commandments are, and he’s promised to enforce them. Notably, Homura said that the actual punishments for any lawbreakers are up to his discretion! That’s probably bad news since he has a thing for extreme violence.
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