[color=757163][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/yIupR3B.png[/img][/center] [hr] [center][youtube]https://youtu.be/e7Sg_jDB-EE[/youtube][/center] The Yellow Gulls of Nashibansek resembled many other seagull species found in both Callanast and Constantia. They primarily eat fish but settle for any free meal, including other birds and even carcasses of bigger animals. Often considered a nuisance by coastal civilizations for their pinpoint droppings and aerial skullduggery. They were also respected as adaptable but not immune to harsh climates, with most gulls venturing to warmer spaces in frigid seasons. This is where the Yellow Gull was distinct from its sibling subspecies, barring its yellow-ish tint on its otherwise white plumage. A strange phenomenon had led these peculiar birds to roost on a relatively small island by the massive dark cloud that was Halge Larchelon in the midst of the colder parts of the year. Their coat was perhaps slightly better suited for cold temperatures, but no more than some other avian species following the same trends. So what brought them here? The lack of competition that made for easier piscine catches? Perhaps, like some species of fish, it was a preferred mating spot? It was a fact of nature that modern understanding of biology and ecosystems couldn’t understand. But the people still knew of this phenomenon and had accepted it. They were far enough to hardly be a nuisance. This unexplained fact of nature was as ironclad as the moons’ patterns and the sun’s glow. At this early dawn, the black clouds of Halge Larchelon began to falter. A curious scene, however it hardly constituted a reason to worry - the unnatural acting unnaturally was the very reason most settlements kept significant distance from it. Still, it aroused suspicion - vigilance. What did cause the bells to ring and the guards to shout in their regional dialect was the lemon cloud of birds that seldom moved even at the face of hurricanes. In a single aerial horde was a profound warning to all that witnessed it. The men gathered their families and carried the elderly, making for the mountains with whatever steeds they could find. There was no concrete notion of “what” they were running from, they just knew they had to run, like how the Yellow Gulls knew to find their precious island every year. It wasn’t just the humans that noticed the change. Bison herds rushed to the north, other species of birds joined the fleeing yellow flock, aquatic creatures of all kinds fled in visible schools that appeared in gigantic black spots on the stirring ocean. Hidden in one of the coastal caverns, the largest of the Tyrannus species awoke from its slumber and made for the skies, far above the flock of birds, and with all its apex majesty fled just like the smallest of herbivores. Then it became a feeling. Instinct told all living beings to [b]run[/b]. Heart beats increased without anything to account for it. Something primordial was coming. Something terrible was coming. [hr] Orvil stumbled to get back on his feet - the poor man had been injured and had to gently move an injured Zuri off him. By the time he could begin rushing to Leon, Juulet was just about to exact her mission. [color=8B008B]“Well, Leon, I miiiight have started all of this with snakey-snake.”[/color] Juulet adopted a cutesy smile, which looked nothing more than sinister with her black circled eyes and darkened lips. [color=8B008B]“Can you feel that?”[/color] she referred to the heart palpitations they had all experienced. [color=8B008B]“I’ll SHOW you what I’ve been trying to do.”[/color] she reached out for his hand. And they were gone. Intense heat nearly burned Leon’s skin, but the protective bubble Juulet had pre-emptively conjured kept him safe. It remained scorching hot, still, and breathing became painful. They were inside the core’s chamber, except it was dark with no sun to be found - only the rings that once surrounded the celestial body, lit up in blue, revealing two dozen of pure black orbs floating where the fusion core once was. They were about watermelon size. [color=8B008B]“Don’t speak.”[/color] demanded the avatar. [color=8B008B]“Listen.”[/color] Juulet took a deep breath - her bloodtype had made her as adaptable as Yvain. Her hands with black painted nails reached for the ebony stars that silently existed above them. [color=8B008B]“There were once thirteen Gods that walked our world.”[/color] One of the orbs moved ever so slightly. A mere tug had prompted Juulet to sweat, but she didn’t relent. [color=8B008B]“Eleven were meant to ascend. One fell. Ten transcended.”[/color] The black pit of mass slowly hovered toward the Yasoi. Every pull caused her body to strain further. In spite of all her power, manipulating a single one of these proved to be rapidly exhausting. She panted, but it did little to impede her tale. [color=8B008B]“To offer sanctuary to the perished, they built their homes. Worlds like ours, but in their images. And their inverse, to punish the unworthy.”[/color] The sphere was nearing her, and at this point it seemed like the floating Avatar was about to falter. Leon intervened, finding that his limiter had been lifted to a certain extent. [color=8B008B]“Hah …”[/color] exhaled Juulet. [color=8B008B]“The power they needed to accomplish such a feat … One from the very stars. A power from the lost Moon itself.”[/color] Said power was now between her hands. Leon could sense it, just how unstable this immense concentration of mass truly was. If she were to slip, they could both instantly perish. [color=8B008B]“This is not a Forge. This is a piece of that long lost Moon. Our solution to this sad world. And now, it is the fallen Goddess’ turn to rise. She will have her promised paradise.”[/color] Juulet declared as she squeezed the gravitational field around the big, ebony orb. It shrunk by about a quarter before she very slowly guided it downwards to a portal she had opened right under it. Everything felt heavier. [color=8B008B]“But what we’ve unleashed today is worth it. We did it.”[/color] Emerging from the portal was a transparent container. It looked like normal glass, though a keen eye could detect a dense concentration of manas, invisible to the eye but spread all over the surface. The orb, with great care, was inserted and finally sealed away. The gravitational power had suddenly been silenced and the peculiar orb could be carried like it was any regular bauble. [color=8B008B]“Now a Titan has awakened. A guardian from the sky.”[/color] Everything shook. Only once, a single quake. One powerful enough to launch all those bound to the laws of gravity to the ceiling. Machines jumped and broke, some even exploded. The core’s chamber was protected, however, even from the most cataclysmic of seismic activity. Still, they could sense it at the edge of their magic range. [color=8B008B]“Have you ever witnessed the power of a God, Leon Solaire? You will see it in its most primal form. In lumbering flesh.”[/color] It was an opportunity for Pluurii to flee after a borderline suicidal standoff with the implaccable Xiuyang. A near fatal interruption of Yvain’s life saving treatment, only maintained by Hu He’s insight on this inevitable occurrence. All those in the laboratory were spared the most devastating effects of the earth’s tremble. Seviin, driven by her oath to preserve all life, had made it just in time to preserve a still unconscious Yuliya from an unceremonious internal decapitation. Many Hegelans were hurt, a lot of the infrastructure was rendered vulnerable. [color=8B008B]“And it’s going to kill everything here and none of us can really stop it.”[/color] The lonely and nameless island covered in a small layer of snow East of Halge Larchelon had since become a hill. Waves turned into tsunamis that threatened coastal settlements miles away - though they had seen the yellow cloud too and knew better than to stay. The hill became a frigid mountain, a mountain that grew legs with scales the size of trees and claws piercing the hardest and deepest bedrock they could grip. What emerged in a cataclysmic splash of seawater and foam was a country-sized mass. Its most mundane of movements caused tremors to spread for miles. Through the briney mist incurred from its awakening emerged a head bigger than the Monsigneus that had long since fled with teeth that matched the massive ice stalagmites that accumulated under its maw. In its first step to shore, the ocean around it froze completely. Fissures spread right up to the Industrial District of the now unprotected ruins of the city. With a single inhale of that head the black clouds that tyrannized Halge Larchlon dissipated, and with a single glare from its black pupil most of the nearest outskirts dissipated into nothing. [color=8B008B]“You’ve probably heard of it. But the mistake is that people think there’s only one.”[/color] The earth quaked again. Its soulless eyes were trained solely at the Forge. Just in time for Juulet to warp Leon to the surface and bear witness to the glacial glare of what they had awakened. [color=8B008B]“Ta-daaaah! It’s-”[/color] Before she could make her revelation, she just barely dodged a wave of droppings from a pack of yellow gulls. [color=8B008B]“Fucking shitbirds! Anyway, enough suspense. Say hello to Tarlon’s not-so-one-and-only!”[/color] [hider=Danger Level: Black God] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/zhlKjQz.png[/img] [color=8B008B]“THE TORTLE!”[/color][/center][/hider][/color]