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Well. A god stepping foot in my domain over the dead is touching souls. My souls. Truthfully we tried this once before and she ditched. But the thing is I think It would be fair if sub domain was helpful not full control. Maybe their problems or their fate can be seen but not control. And as far as fearing my scythe goes. That scythe has claim countless gods. Their souls their essence powers the scythe. That is what happened to most of the light gods and dark gods alike. They were sucked into that scythe. That is why it is feared. That weapon is the symbol of death. And even a god fears it. And as far as your plan to raid the underworld. You can't leave lest he permits kill him your stuck. Kill him hell on earth. Their must always be a death. He will just return. By finding a worthy mortal in his cults. To hold his power
"Hahaha fool killing or destroying me would grant the mortals immortality. Only gods can be immortal. You know nothing of the meaning of life. And as Far as chambers what chambers we are out in the wilderness while my wraithes cause a massive panic." Darkos cloak and hood flowed in the winds. His armor didn't even shine with the light hit it. A book hanging on his side, "and as far as returning these souls to their rightful place. I will be doing that in the underworld my home. My domain." A scythe appeared. A dreaded weapon feared by both god and mortal alike. Even the dead feared it. It was bound to darko. The dreaded weapon glowed with amazing power "and as far as fighting goes don't worry. A fight will be happening. But the god of Champions is my fight. Not the god of magic play things." The scythe rippled with power as the souls of the family he consumed the souls of flowed into it. He lifted the dreaded weapon and swung it and ripped open the fabric of the world and revealed the underworld. "Wraithes return home. The mortal world knows a blight is on this land. And my lands are still to be feared." A horde of wraithes flew into the underworld "have fun gods of light hahahahahahahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" He walked into the underworld and the torn fabric entrance vanished.
After raising the Dead and sending them to his Plagued Forest and causing a massive panic in the mortal world with his storm, he then heard chanting in the forbidden language, "Ah, My cult" he then vanished and appeared in the dark as his cult had three blindfolded mortals on their knees and the Head of the cult spoke "To our dark Lord, we sacrifice these three," the mans Blindfold was removed, "the Judge, Master Duncan," the womans blindfold was removed, "his wife, Mistress Corvell" then the children's blindfold "and their Brats" the judge spoke muffled words "TO Our Dark Lord, we send you these sacrifices" a lever was pulled and the pit in the floor opened up and the snarls of ghouls could be heard in the pit, which made the Dark Lord smiles at his Ghouls in the pit, starving, the cultists walked up behind the four and shoved them in the pit and their muffled screams as they were eaten alive in the pit and their souls came up and the dark lord inhaled and sucked them into his mouth and swallowed them their screaming as they were sucked in "Mmmmmmm" he looked down at the cultists "I power your weapons with poison" their weapons glowed and he vanished back to the mortal world to a major city, and smiled and clapped his hands and The Death Shroud appeared "Make some Chaos Malantius" The Death Shroud laughed and looked at Darko "With Pleasure" he flew to the City with a army of wraiths
Well I'm considering it. That's for sure.
And I will throw a bit of chaos among the mortals to give the god of justice or champions a mess to clean
@The Grey Dust make or post please or I will
Crim don't be hard on yourself. We know Real Life gets busy. As long as other can post we should be all good.
I hope there is gonna be others talking soon
Deep within the Darkness of the underworld, The Dark Lord, Darko, Lord of the Underworld, sat on his throne pondering, his generals stood or floated nearby, then a new fresh soul fell into his throne room of his dark citadel beheaded, Darko knew this soul was killed by execution for murder, Darko got up after he took care of the soul and walked over to a pool of blood in the middle of his throne room and he waved his hand over it, and a image of the mortals gathering for offering the gods and goddesses, and he smiled through his cowl, "Generals, you know what to do, ready the army, I head up to the mortal world, its time the Gods knew of return of the dark ones" he snarled as he raised his hands summoning his Night Mares, "Send messages to the Other Gods of the Darkness, Its time" He raised his hands and vanished in a dark cloud of smoke and stood atop a mountain looking over the festival of mortals "Mortals, they not yet know of the dangers that await them" with that said he waved his hands and a black book made of bone and spiked appeared and opened to a specific page, and he slowly raised his arms and chanted in the Forbidden language "Malantro Baskorn..." his voice seemed to echo in the window "Savnor Grul Masfra..." the sky started to fill with clouds and blot out the sunlight "Norfra Sancra Morstra..." It started to thunder "Norstran Frinchalorn" a skull appeared in the sky "MENORCA BRACELOR!!!" Souls started to fly from the ground into the open maw of the skull in the sky and dark corrupt souls fell from the sockets like tears and the dead rose from their graves "Rise my Undead servants, rise and march to the plagued forest" a army of the Dead climbed out of the ground and marched straight to the Plagued Forest.
Can't wait getting Uber excited to start this back up. My banshee grow restless. My ghouls hungry. My wraith's eager to let loose terrible actions.
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