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It was rather nice down here, even if Ohannakeloi couldn’t really focus on that all that well. He knew he had a purpose, something to do beyond his direct desires and coming down beneath the reality of Galbar was where he had to start. After all, you always need a good foundation before you could get really to work, at least that is how Ohannakeloi saw it. He was really glad that he had come down here to set up foundations because the underlying stability really just wasn’t here. It was really startling actually, just how much wasn’t properly held together. Most concerning, however, had to be the underlying disturbance down here.

When Ohannakeloi first came down it was chaotic but not as much as it would be a moment later or the one after that. It was getting worse in other words, and that was very much not good. If there had been a proper structure before it had apparently been too fragile to withstand what had caused this. Which of course had raised the question of just what was causing the violent disorder here.

And now he had found the answer to that question. It was perhaps foolish to have seen the great works that others had wrought upon the surface and skies of Galbar and to not expect the same in its depths. Anzillu had been at work it appeared, for something of his had consumed an entire sphere evidently enough. That was partly good and partly bad, for it seemed the being had perhaps little other purposes, and Ohannakeloi always liked the thought of fulfilling one's purpose. However good it may be it also was causing a great issue, the sparse connections between realms meant that this consumption spread occasionally beyond that realm of Anzillu. Although it appeared quite ill-suited for the other realms, it still did not do anything good the stability of the system as a whole. There might be some other effects too, there was a degree of strain from a number of works it appeared but nothing too major, the structure down here really did have some room to be improved.

Now there was work to be done, the search for why the issue was here was done all there was the solution or at least the treatment. Which meant figuring out how to lay proper foundations with the sphere of Anzillu around, with all the effects that its existence entailed. Ohannakeloi brought the crystal around nearby, a sphere that was close to that of Anzillu would be good to suppress the negative effects of that realm and would provide a good point to support the broader Galbaric system.

Ohannakeloi folded the stone to create a proper space to disembark from the crystal. A small pocket of an open area to enact his plan properly. He began by expanding the space making a cavernous space, then stopped. It was all well and good to try to make this space but as it not going to work he could see. Already the stone newly formed was not sufficient to provide the stability needed, or the protection from Anzillu to maintain that stability. Well, he had always thought that his form was an exceptional one, why not try to work within that some.

Ohannakeloi once again took control of the stone that surrounded him and began to pump it into his shell, or more precisely the space between his current shell, and the one forming underneath, cracking and opening it up, allowing him to slide out, eventually, that is. Soft-shelled but ready, Ohannakeloi broke up the molted shell into pieces and got to work infusing them into the stone cavern, strengthening it, and bringing the underlying regions back into order. Additionally, shutting off Anzillu’s secondary influence, probably at least, it was rather hard to tell to be honest given that it had calmed down quite a bit but Ohannakeloi did not know what it was like before Anzillu was here. In any case, there wouldn’t be any secondary undermining of Galbar while Ohannakeloi was here that was certain.

Looking around the caverns and tunnels Ohannakeloi got a good sense that this would work, a very fine point of stability for Galbar, and more importantly his own soon-to-be no-doubt-to-be glorious works! However, most of those should be at the surface, where everyone could come together to see and appreciate them, and while Ohannakeloi did not mind traversing the stone underneath the surface of Galbar, it did take some time. In any case, he was a god was he not? So perhaps a little amount of time saved would be good, after all, he had a great deal to get to work on, many must be waiting on him!

Bending the rules of reality just a bit wasn’t particularly easy, not the least because Ohannakeloi wasn’t exactly clear on the details of these so-called ‘rules’ but creating a nice shortcut to the surface seemed like a perfectly reasonable expectation of a god did it not? Ohannakeloi went to one of the smaller caverns, even if all those other gods stood in their giant forms here they wouldn’t fill the room, probably certainly. He grabbed one of the walls with his claw and twisted, not just the stone but some of the physical regions as well. Ohannakeloi was exactly sure what he was doing besides that this felt like the right action to make a little shortcut.

The stone whirled and pulled into itself, a tunnel that was not quite a tunnel, the physical limits made sense as whole but not in their pieces, but it was enough. This was the shortcut he needed to get back up quickly. Ohannakeloi began to wait for his shell to harden once more, soon enough he could start his first great work, or perhaps the second?






Ohannakeloi was thoroughly lost. While initially, it seemed like he may have managed to find something a short while ago, a way to the crystals perhaps, it became all too apparent that instead of some strange pillar it was instead the Goddess Seihdhara. She seemed to take it well enough although the whole matter had been fairly embarrassing, the affection had been rather nice, so there was that at least.

He tried to move along fairly quickly from there but he had to confess, keeping a watch on the others instead of where he was going did have a noticeable effect on the difficulty of the journey, not a positive one he had to add. When Shengshi had run into him it was quite fortuitous given he hadn’t the faintest idea where he was in relation. Ohannakeloi was grateful, although he didn’t voice it due to the other god’s seeming distraction from the event. It gave him direction, in addition to finally getting him to give up on watching the others so as to actually see where he was going.

Finally arriving was a bit of excitement, as these were no ordinary crystals, they were minerals and Ohannakeloi liked minerals a great deal. He hopped onto one, well more appropriately into one as he began shaping and reforming it as he was in the air. Ohannakeloi was at work as by the Architect’s will the crystal sped off to Galbar.

He took in the form of stone that now surrounded him and strengthened it, both better aligning the crystal’s form and turning it into something more than ordinary quartz it was before. It was quite wonderful, he could make it just the way he likes it, with a nice interior and all good proper stone. He had another problem however, he could see Galbar before him and he was getting closer, although not quite fast enough. He could see the work being done on and around, a continent, light searing, grand works being done without his involvement! How could he be what he was to be if he was not there to be it? Or do it…? Did that make sense? Perhaps not, but where was the fun in making sense when one could be making a world?!

Ohannakeloi resolved to give the crystal just a little push, infusing some more energy to get it more than just trundling along to the world and get there, really make it a vessel for getting where you need to go.

Hurtling through the atmosphere of Galbar was surprisingly pleasant all things considered. It didn’t really give you time to reflect or choose landing spots for that matter but it had a certain comfort in action and doing something at the very least. Ohannakeloi did find a nice spot to ‘land’, a small island in the northern bit of Galbar, he hadn’t really considered where the crystal was pointed when he gave it the ‘push’, so it was rather lucky not to be missing the planet by mistake.

He also figured that at the current rate there might not be much island left if his vehicle hit it, and Ohannakeloi didn’t want to divert the crystal into so much water, so far away from proper stone. So clearly the best solution was to move the bit of the island he would hit out of the way so he wouldn’t hit it right? Well, the next issue is that with islands and being connected to a planet and all there is a bit after that you hit unless you move it. And you have to find somewhere to put all that stone while you’re going forward and moving the next bit out of the way and on and on and on.

Ohannakeloi thought about this as he folded the stone around the crystal, accelerating was taking a while as not hitting anything meant only through the craft’s own power could he slow down, which was fine he still had a while to go and a whole lot of stone to see. The atmosphere had helped a little but not enough, besides he now had a destination in mind or more properly a place. A grand work of his own to add, even if others didn’t see it, he would know that he was doing right and that was enough for now.






Ohannakeloi was.

That was odd, for he could not truly remember being before. It was all a blur, a mix of memories and emotions that seemed fragmented that he could almost make out some idea of before they would fade away again. It didn’t seem all that important all things considered, given that existing so far had been quite strange and what was one more strange thing to him? As at first, it was quite loud, then very quiet, felt everyone then felt none, Ohannakeloi felt quite justified in his discombulation.

He settled, this now was the coming together of a form most natural for a being great as he. Two claws for shaping worlds and combat if necessary, a body covered in armor and a plenitude of legs for support, clearly the superior form for a superior being.

Ohannakeloi was a bit off put if he was going to be honest with himself, and who wouldn’t want to be honest with him? It seemed like the room was filled with different forms and such although a weird balancing act on two legs seemed predominant among those. Also notable was size, everything else was larger than himself, another strange occurrence which seemed to be quite normal here to have strange events happen, it was a bit annoying not having things happen as you would expect but it was quite livable. Well at least he was living it still and that seemed enough.

They were all an interesting bunch it seemed, although a lot had transpired already. Great happenings and conversations Ohannakeloi had no doubt his fellows were up to, even if he himself was paying particular attention to them. Well he did have his marching orders so to speak although lingering and actually going over to interact may have some value, he would do better to get a move on.

Ohannakeloi took to marching towards one of the remaining crystals, although he also tried to maintain sight of the majority of the others who remained with more or less success, mostly succeeding in not looking where he was going. Although he did have to admit, walking backward did not help in locating the crystals.
I'm thinking on something like Metal or maybe a different path and something along the lines of clay/ceramics or some such.
Eyy, this is good Cyclone.
I was thinking of an Earth god, add a little bit more in the primal force of nature gods here. Possibly stretching into some civilization areas, perhaps not.





I am Ut.

And Ut was awake, Ut was alive.

Ut formed a body, although nothing very distinct. A base form with tendrils snaking off from the central mass. There was little time for that, something was off, not quite right. Ut realized there were others with them here, speaking even although it took some time to focus away from the off-putting feeling.

"What's wrong?"

Wrong yes, that fits quite well. What was wrong anyway? Something Ut could feel, and follow, leading away from the conversation of the others. Focusing on the feeling, of bringing it to the fore. There was a difference in it there were two separate feelings here the lesser, an empty feeling, akin to the others already that Ut could see. The greater could wait, it was chaotic and wrong, beyond contemplating for now.

Ut formed an orb, as perfect as they could with their own means and made it fit the empty feeling, the lesser wrongness. The orb glowed around where it touched Ut’s tendrils, fading the further from that cradle of Ut’s form. Now, this fits into the other feeling, something not empty but wrong all the same to Ut. They took the orb and pushed, forcing a way towards that remaining feeling.

Ut pushed and then ripped with their tendrils, forcing an access to a new realm. A Domain filled with all that was wrong, not ready, chaotic. Ut loved it for it was magic. Leaving the world behind, Ut focused on the edges. Weaving from the most basic and the fringe, it was crude but Ut improved.

At first among the chaotic energy of magic that filled this Domain, Ut formed small rocks, then larger more detailed. Moving inward Ut gained more realization of what could be done, rocks became islands. There was less fragmentation, an order was formed but only those islands among the current, anchor points for the flow.

Ut focused more, they expanded upon their form, at first crude and basic weavings of one not yet knowing with reason but with energy and purpose into something more. Ut still shared the general shape as before although now the body sat atop the tendrils, manipulators plenty, filled in with vibrant details and a growing pinkish hue. The back had hardened like the anchoring points of rock within the Domain, jutting out beyond the flowing form that was Ut.

There was more to be done, for Ut had an idea beyond anchoring and controlling the chaos of magic into something less offensive to them. Ut twirled to the center, forming some islands as necessary but leaving clear a space for their project. They worked, hewing an island, magic in the guise of rock and tunneling through it one way, then another again. Ut sealed, opened and resealed forming a network, a system of movement through the rock. They made chambers with entrances false and real switched again until it was complete.

Ut rested in the final chamber, although simple it was vibrant with details of the realm created, and a spot for this core, this orb, to rest. A great citadel, as such could exist in this realm. Ut had hardened and confused strengthened as a defensive structure a crux of the Magical Realm. Where the islands were anchors, this was the point that could hold it all together and bring stability to once chaotic flows of magic.

Ut left behind their Citadel and began making their way back to the world and out of their Domain.

After all, Ut was not alone.
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