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yea out of all the active gods, mines the only one that is evil, most of the gods are neutral. oh and crim, i wonder what your gods reaction is now that the one he banished has returned, i even wonder if he remembers the screams of his fallen champion. i know im evil, but you know its the character, anyways, i hope we have another dark god,
I think so
we need more Dark Gods haha
'JUMANGI!'
-Darko-

Darko smiled as he looked up at his mark and raised his armored claws and laughed as souls of the most recent dead were sucked into the cloud jaws like water through a straw, and replacing them in their soulless bodies, Dark evil souls, falling from the eyes of the skull shaped cloud like tears, filling in the place of the pure fresh souls, in turn it created, Ghouls, only the most wicked and evil of souls were used to create these evil corpses back to into the world of the living. "Arise my Creatures of the dead and head toward the Plague forest, head there and protect my boarders from intruding adventurers." Dead claws and hands burst from the ground followed by the maggot ridden bodies, as the undead monsters limped their way into the forest, moaning and groaning as they marched to the plagued forest. Darko smiled as they marched, truly gruesome, and he looked back up at the cloud as its jaws shut on the final soul and vanished, bringing back the sun, 'There, now that i have collected more souls and made more for my army, plus...' he looked to the sky, 'I hope you were watching God of Champions, that was a message for you, I've returned, and i am stronger than ever' he chuckled and he looked to the temple steps and floated over, it seemed like it was in slow motion, he floated through his cultists and over to Valios, he looked at him 'So strange this mortal, like a quest to complete, a journey, truly able to be my champion, or, at least a general to my champion, he looked to his daughter and floated over to her, he brushed her hair a bit out of her face to get a good look at her, he and he peered into her eyes, he knew she had his eyes, so she could see the souls of the dead and the souls trapped within the living. when he brushed her hair out her eyes though, it was like a gentle cool breeze. He then Looked up at the sun setting in the distance and he smiled, 'time to deliver' he floated into the air and raised his hands and the shadows seem to move with glowing red eyes and manes and tails like a grey mist, Night Mares are now on the run running to every dreamer needed for a Bad Dream, Darko stopped one, and brushed its coat, "Follow this young lady," he gestured to his daughter, "and deliver to her this dream." he placed a hand on the mares head and power surged into the Night Mares body.
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A response to Draven had been forming on her pale lips when a shudder ran down her spine. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as if charged by static and her eyes darted around nervously. Could it be..?Looking distractedly out to the festival, her fingers picked at her dress in a disgustingly mortal characteristic of anxiety. “Draven,” she warned, not even looking at her son. “Be careful– very careful.” With a low whistle, she called up on her companion, the ghostly pale starling, to circle the druid from above protectively. “My brother's here.”Folding her arms, she faded into the wind. She had to hide her presence. Though Darko was admittedly an ally – family, even – she had no intention of talking to him. Not unless she was truly desperate.


Darko felt that presence fade, he smiled, 'So, sister, your still avoiding me, after all these years, who knew i would be able to send chills still down your spine.' in his true form he could do much, even remain hidden from mortal view, he opened the book on his side and read aloud "Draka Bralosta Mosde Franto" He smiled as clouds began to form thundering and a set of clouds formed his symbol, he smiled and looked at the reaction the mortals gave as they looked up in the sky in fear, the symbol seen before.

The cultists that bumped Valios froze and looked up and raised their hands to praise their God, and they began to speak in that strange language again, like they were chanting.

Draven looked at his mother in curious on why she was scared. He looked at her creature as it flew above and when he turned to look at her again, she was gone, "Mother?" then thunder crashed and he looked up to the sky and saw the symbol in the clouds. "What the..."
Draven

Draven nodded as he looked to his mother, "Yes mother, i know were neutral, thats why i live here in the forest, so i can remain just that" he then looked back to the festival "But, what should i do mother, i help when i can and kill when i have no choice." he sat on the branch and looked at his Raven, "Neth brid vaul dra" the raven cawed and flew off and perched somewhere in the festival getting a closer look at things for its owner

Darko

Darko stood straight as he felt a familiar presence, even though he was disguised as a grave digger, he could still feel the presence of other divine figures and this one he knew very well 'Well dear Lucretia,' he thought to himself 'you are still around after all' he smiled and walked over to the edge of the festival and looked to the forest, he smiled as he saw two figures conversing, one he didnt know, but the other, he knew all to well, and he couldnt help but grin, then he felt another presence, he vanished in the wind and walked out in his actual form from the shadows, 'Could it be' he looked at Eida then when she looked in his direction he knew, 'it is, Eida, my daughter' he couldnt help but smile under the darkness of his cowl, he saw Thessia, the ax he left her, but he has yet to unlock its true power, but still 'She is ready, tonight as she sleeps, i will send out my Night Mares, and send her visions, hopefully, she will take on the quest'
As Valios was entering the temple. Three hooded figures was walking out and bumped into Valios. They looked unfazed. Their robes red as blood but their language, unknown, they kept walking down the steps of the temple oblivious to Valios being there. One of them wearing a strange amulet on his neck. With only daggers on their side, they posed little threat to the fallen Prince, but still extremely rude.

On the Edge of the nearby forest standing on a branch over looking the festival stood a man in leather lightweight armor with fur on the trim of the armor, his hair flowing in the wind, a sword and dagger fastened to his sides and a bow and quiver of arrows on his back, a scar under his eye and his hair black as crow feathers. Slowly he glanced up, Draven, once Druid, now banished, carefully looked outside the forest, a Raven, he named Misery landed on his shoulder. "Mother, I know your watching, but look, look as they forget that the darkness is soon to come. Shall I bring you their Sorrow, or should i let them be." he glanced up at the sky "What should i do mother, the forest is where i have been all this time, sometimes found to take out a life, for little coin." he looked down from his perch on the edge of the forest and saw a farmer with his wife and kids, and sighed, "it would be to easy to make this family grieve, i like challenges."

Disguised like a Grave digger, a dark presence watched as the festival took place, Darko, the Fallen Dark God of Death and Fear, had returned, he smelled the fear in the air, tasted the bitterness of Death in the soil, he knew this was the perfect spot and thought quietly to himself 'This ground is to familiar' he looked around 'Yes, this was where i fell' he grinned picturing the Great War of the Gods and seeing The God of Champion with a sword to The Dark Hooded Figure, Darko's throat, 'You are Beaten Darko! You've lost. I hereby banish you to the Underworld, may you spend the rest of your days there knowing that you have lost this War.' the Hooded figure knew when he was beaten, 'So Be it Fool, but know this, I will Return. And when I do, these mortals will suffer. And Banishing me to my home will solve nothing...' The Champion of the God of Champions Rode up to congratulate his God on his victory and to tell him that the Armies of darkness are retreating '...and to have your remember this day...' the earth tore open and the Champions horse reared and knocked its rider off and he fell and grasped the edge, the endless screams escaping the earth '...I'll take your Champion, with me, and cause him so much pain and sorrow that you will hear his screams for centuries.' Darko fell into the torn earth and grabbed onto the Champion who cried out for his God and as the God of champions reached for his Champion, the champion slipped his grip and Darko laughed as his dragged the screaming Champion into the Realm of Fear and the earth Sealing shut as the screams echoed out of the sealed earth.
yes and we cant wait to get started Crim, even though the battles between the forces of good and evil might be extreme
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