[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/uHE0vcq.png[/img] [sup]The Great Northern Glacier... still[/sup][/center] Impassively the Ice Golem stared at the gathering of Umbra, which called the cave deep beneath the Northern Glaciers home. Behind them stood Myrtu, who sent an impassive gaze right back to the golem. Silence passed for a while as the Umbra quietly circled the Ice Golem- their analytical gazes noting every detail, every angle, every potential use and most importantly: [color=FFCACA]"I think it is... unintelligent,"[/color] spoke one umbra whose pale-shadow was tinged with pink. [color=FFE2CA]"Yes, but what is it doing?"[/color] Asked another Umbra. [color=9DC7C7]"And why is it here?"[/color] [color=D6EFC3]"Let's ask..."[/color] And all eyes turned to Myrtu. And unto them, spoke Myrtu, [color=#b7c9f5]"I haven't the faintest idea."[/color] And lo, did he turn away from the gathering with a whip of his glorious mane, to the sound of a collection of exasperated sighs. There were more important things to do after all! With a short increase in pace, Myrtu ventured to the center of the massive cavern and, as he closed his eyes, focused his divine intention deep into the frigid ground below. A wind picked up. Gently did it blow across the various grasses, picking up dust as it did so- dust which began to orbit about Myrtu. This dust, shimmering and glittering in the light of the cavern's walls, were trillions upon trillions of extraordinarily tiny fragments of minerals and ore. Gathered from the soil beneath the soil, from deep within rocks below, from veins of materials which had yet to be discovered, made of metals unnamed, and even drawn from the discarded piles of ice that had become those mounds- decorated artistically by the small "village" of Umbra living here- the glittering particles of minerals and metals were pulled toward Myrtu's call. With a toss of his mane, the collected metallic dust condensed into an orb, which continued to grow as more was gathered. Sure, Myrtu knew he could have dove into the ground, pulled all the metal out, but that would have crushed all the pretty flowers about his feet, and that was a bit unacceptable to him. He had just made those, after all. And sure, he could have replicated the metals of that distant comet upon which he was awakened so long ago, but that would be no fun and it would not be of this world. He wanted this to be made from materials of this world because it simply needed to be. But he was not going to wait for the required quantity to be taken from the land itself, no- that would take a lot of time and the monument was [i]urgently[/i] needed. Once it was consolidated in an orb larger than his hoof, Myrtu turned abruptly, then with his hind legs KICKED- Rainbow Light BURST when his hooves made impact with the orb and the wind WOOSHED sharply as the orb all at once grew by a massive order of magnitude within the cavern. Its nature became pure- a glittering pastel-pink metal that had been brought into... being... [color=#b7c9f5]"Oops,"[/color] Myrtu accidentally projected aloud. And this caused several Umbra behind him to yelp and dash for cover. Whipping about, Myrtu huffed at them, [color=#b7c9f5]"No- do not flee- tis not as the prior... incident..."[/color] He hung his head and pawed the ground briefly. This had not gone as intended. There had been several hundred different metals vibrating around in that orb, after all, and he'd wanted them to be strong, see? Very powerful and shiny, too- really tough stuff- and had that mind when he kicked- but he'd miscalculated his kick a bit. He admitted. He'd accidentally kicked a single fragment of the metal with his intention and caused a chain reaction- the replication of the metal[i]s[/i] turned into the replication of the metal, omit the s, and all else was deleted- leaving the orb a single uniform material. Embarrassing. A few of the Umbra peeked from behind their ice huts fearfully and Myrtu tossed his mane defiantly at their expectations! It was only one little accident! Myrtu was sure gonna SHOW THEM NOW! Nobody was going to accidentally get sent out of orbit [i]this[/i] time! He knew exactly what he was doing. Precisely. Exactly. And if they ever asked him why he said oops, well- Because. Of reasons. And so as he turned back to his task, Myrtu thrust his horn into the massive pastel-pink metal orb, and gave it his most DAZZLING of LASER BEAMS. Lights illuminated across the solid surface, as if they shone from within, as the orb began to transform and take shape. This process of course, caused Myrtu to leap about in glee- dancing as the mighty hooves of the changing metal came into sharp detail. Were it upon the surface, the magnitude of the emerging and completed monument could likely be seen for great distances away, for it took the distinctive shape of a massive Equine. Powerful muscles rippled in pastel-pink metallic relief, as it reared up upon its hind legs. A mane of godly detail had been created to appear gloriously dancing in the wind, as it was celebrating and reveling in such a pose, what it meant to be free! In pastel pink the Equine's teeth were bared with their sharpened fangs, pointed canines that looked ready to defend and attack defiantly, no matter the enemy or the odds. From its forehead there sprang a massive single horn, for this was the symbol of freedom that pointed toward the means of unlocking ones potential. Brilliant light shone from its back, the divine wings of all that freedom stood for, that added yet another layer of light to the deep-ice cavern. And thus, the Unicorn Colossus, a monument to all that Myrtu held in highest regard, came to rest its immensely heavy metal hooves upon the ground of the cavern. [color=#b7c9f5]"Heed my call- souls of Equines- souls of Kinnaras and Centaur,"[/color] Myrtu declared both dramatically and [i]unnecessarily[/i] as the monument began to glow. YES. THIS. THIS was the [i]true[/i] purpose! Those Equines of Myrtu's creation, the Kinnaras and Centaur as well, would have their souls called here. Deep within the heart of this Unicorn Colossus, whose inspiration was plain and clear, there would be housed the souls of Equines, as was the will of the Equine God. Here, had they not the means to live up their potential in life, their souls would be wiped clean of burdens. They would bear no memories of past lives to weigh them down- it would give their souls the best chance of being free in the next life- of becoming all they possibly could! These mortals deserved the freedom of seeing their potential realized- to end them absolutely or leave them in the Ghostel would be a waste- a horror, even. Mortals deserved as much time as it took, as many recycles as necessary, to be and do and experience what it meant to be themselves- what it meant to have freedom and potential both! Once wiped clean, those souls would return, as the next child created with the blood of an Equine. PERFECT! Glorious! Magnificent! Yet... Even as Myrtu gazed upon his creation, he knew there was one more thing that must be done. A reward! A REWARD MUST BE- he was getting ahead of himself- [color=9DC7C7]"Does it move?"[/color] The voice caused Myrtu to turn about anxiously- for they hadn't seen or heard anyone come up- [color=FFE2CA]"What does it do?"[/color] [color=FFCACA]"I think it is... also unintelligent,"[/color] noted the pale-pink shadow once more. [color=#b7c9f5]"Tis a means of utilizing and cleansing a soul- that they might see the task of living up to their potential through glorious return- through birth once more,"[/color] Myrtu explained to the gathered Umbra. A chorus of 'Oooh' and 'ahhh' spilled fourth. [color=#b7c9f5]"Yet it doth lack- there needs to be- ah- I shall return!"[/color] Myrtu took to the air in an instant. One Umbra looked to another then mumbled, as Myrtu flew off, [color=D6EFC3]"At least we won't starve this time..."[/color] Once outside of the cavern, Myrtu landed atop the ice, then stared upward. The skies above danced with those brilliant and unnamed lights of his own creation. Ah, but it seemed so long ago, that he'd set them free in the skies- free to roam about the world as they wished- that all in the night might behold them, yet here they were. How wonderful. Here they were. Yes. This. They would be the next piece of the cycle. Those that realized their potential deserved a final and absolute rest- their potential and all their energy deserved to be used in a brilliant and glorious way! In the skies above, they could watch the world, as their souls dissolved- energy raining down slowly on the world below- giving back to the place which they called home. But only if they could break their cycle of reincarnation- free themselves from it. How peaceful would it be to simply stare down at the world from on high, as these lights roamed across it, taking in its beauty for one last time, as one slowly dissolved into nothing? Quietly Myrtu contemplated this. For a very long time. [sup]edit: clarified point expenditure[/sup] [hider=Summary] An Ice Golem has arrived to guard the Pale-Shadow Umbra in the Deep Glacier Cavern. This confuses everyone. Myrtu makes a monument out of pastel-pink metal: the Unicorn Colossus. It collects the souls of Equines (Non-Earthwall), including Centaur and Kinnaras, for reincarnation. It wipes their memories and sends them to rebirth as Equines (Non-Earthwall). Myrtu deeply thinks about making a means to break the rebirth cycle, for those that live up to their potential, but then they get distracted. [/hider] [hider=Points] -3MP/DC5 (Freedom's [i]Equine[/i] [i][b]POTENTIAL[/b][/i]) Create Monument: The Unicorn Colossus. It calls the souls of Equines CREATED BY MYRTU ([b]not the Earthwall Horses[/b]) and wipes their souls clean, before sending them to be reborn as Equines that Myrtu Created And Blessed (Non-Earthwall Equines). It is huge, made of pastel pink metal, has sparkling rainbow wings, and looks a Unicorn. -2AP (Equines, POTENTIAL)Blessing: Potential Ascension: All Equines (non-Earthwall) have a stronger connection to the reincarnation cycle and the ability to break it, if they "live up to their potential." Their souls will drift upward into the Auroras upon death, where it slowly dissolves over one month, resulting in a true death. 2MP / 3AP Remains [/hider]