The Flayed Prince, The Burning Bastard, The Eternal Light, The Solar Cannibal, The Usurper
Dᴏᴍᴀɪɴ & Pᴏʀᴛꜰᴏʟɪᴏ
Celestial bodies both unimaginably large and inexplicably small reign unperturbed in the ever expanding cosmos, black holes are nature's ultimate manifestation of gravity, quasars are galaxies with active, feeding black holes spewing out light and beams of radiation, and stars looking like rice grains flowing from alien galaxy to alien galaxy, feeding and illuminating them.
In the beginning, Mater Lei created the stars, each of them with it's own unique shape, level of brightness, size, personality and ideas. While stars illuminated the universe around them, suns where engines of limitless energy who produced the necessary heat and light to fuel the creations of life around them. Centers of a planetary systems, suns are boons and progenitors of life, providing crucial the energy for all the living things, governing the movement of all celestial bodies in it's solar system and keeping the all-encompassing frost of space from consuming it's subjects with is warmth. Suns are guardians of life, both protectors of it, and even destroyers.
Aʟɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ
Neutral Evil
Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ
Just like there are two sides to every story, there are two sides to the being that calls itself the Eternal Light. Axnas' duality comes in the form of how other perceive him and who he is on a personal level. Furthermore; Axnas, like many others, has three sides of himself. Not truly three distinct personalities, nevertheless, he has three ways of looking at things: contemplative, direct, or dubious.
His emotional set consists of a phlegmatic disposition, generally unemotional and stolidly calm. Which usually leads to assumptions of a depressed, cynical god, but bitterness and hate has yet to taint his soul. He still has an optimistic view of the universe, harbors idealistic dreams, and naively believes that other gods can be trusted. Axnas maintains no disillusion about the state of things, however. But it’s a testament to his integrity and nobility, how he has remained an honest and responsible being.
In rather terse or combative situations, Axnas is: controlled, focused, steady, and conscientious of all things. Every decision is made cautiously and pragmatically; he's vigilant in his efforts and never impulsive. He strives to apply the same manner of thinking to every facet of his immortal life. This is why he doesn't interfere in every dispute and is content with watching until needed.
When it comes to Axnas' ability to handle sudden changes and disagreement, his open-mind enables a high degree of adaptability. Because of that, he's able to be tolerant and forgiving of ignorance; whether he's willing to, differs from scenario-to-scenario. But to avoid any interactions outside of his duty, he projects a rough, cold and rather aloof exterior. He even goes as far as exiling himself, which further lends to the mysterious lone wolf persona he has adopted. This facade is obviously a guise however, as evident in his altruistic behavior. Once his icy shell has been broken, his warm nature will shine through and the courteous, cultured being with a unique sense of humor and charm will be revealed.
Axnas appears the same to mortals just as he does before his divine brethren; as tall, well-built man, skinless and burning with the heat of the sun. While his form itself is simple yet impressive, his most alluring and fascinating feature -apart from his skinless body - are his eyes; two disks of star cores compressed to the size of limes, brimming with potential yet unreleased.
From an IC perspective the fact that Promus has previously been imprisoned TWICE should establish that such a thing is possible. The only real issue is that OOC most people would understandably refuse to let their god get beat up so badly that they wind up in prison or hell or some other equivalent.
It'll probably be a rare occurrence, but that's fine. The idea of imprisoning someone in TARTARUS becomes less cool if it gets overused.
The Flayed Prince, The Burning Bastard, The Solar Cannibal, The Usurper, The Prime Solarus, The Cosmic Terror
After a time, Imalla left the waning heat of the corpse star and descended into the bowels of his father to slumber until the day of the cosmos reckoning would come. The once blazing core now robbed of its warmth and strenuously chilled by the greed of Imalla's body, evolved into a white dwarf with little calidity to offer in the face of Axnas' fury. The breath of space further quelled its thermal bellows into a whisper and the serpents grasp smothered it until carbon crystallized and hardened into solid diamond.
Upon its surface Axnas resided, taking in the ever expansive plane of carbon crystal before him. The jewel glistened in his light, sending every color of the visible spectrum, translucent and resplendent, in an array throughout its plains. A riot of color, a work beyond art, a promise of bliss.
"Look how beautiful you have become, brother." Axnas whispered softly, lowering himself to caress the immaculate surface of the star. "Your purpose so grand, so magnificent, soon it shall be realized."
Axnas rose and with him the temperature as well. Chemical covalent bonds dissolved under his unforgiving intensity, turning diamond into carbon gas. Then gas coalesced into a liquid under the sheer magnitude of the dwarfs' own pressure. Wave after wave of heat danced in unity with gravity, liquefying vast spans of diamond until a lake of carbon as vast as galbars own Anathema Heights marred the smooth surface of the dead star.
With tender care, Axnas dipped his hands into the white, blazing surface of the lake and began to shape it as if it were clay. A figure, humanoid in visage but alien in countenance took form until perfection forced Axnas to stop after years. The second only took a half the time.
"Good." Axnas whispered. With a gesture, the twin figures hardened and crystallized features unique to the individual forming.
Rising into the atmosphere above he regarded them both, and saw that his work was good.
"Rise, and enter into the joy of your master." he proclaimed. Like the light from a quasar, Axnas glowed, shedding divine energy upon his creations. Diamond shined magnificently, taking in the energy of its creator. Sunlight flowed through there veins, carbon appendages shifted, and eyes of yellow, blazing with the fury of Axnas himself, opened wide.
The first Titans awoke.
After a time Imalla leaves the dead star that was once Axnas' brother for the warmth of his fathers own body. He now resides deep into sun.
After constricting the star and sapping it of its heat, Imalla inadvertently turns the dead star into a cooled, diamond white dwarf. (-1 might)
Axnas goes about super heating the surface and turning into carbon liquid with the help of absurd gravity he exerts on it. (Portfolio action)
He molds humanoid beings in the lake of carbon, and allows to harden back to diamond. He gives them life.
He creates a new race and calls them Titans. (-1 Might)