No SV, You Are The Eldritch Horror!
Protector of Paradise, Shepherd of Mortals
Destroyer of Worlds, Reaper of Heavens
Terrible is the Shield
Fearful is the Blade
Alpha
Omega
Impregnable Aegis
Unstoppable Wrath
Who can shatter the Shield? Who might slay the Undying?
Who may withstand the Blade? Who would protect Heaven?
---Unnamed Emmayda Imperial Scholar, 1st Epoch pre-Scourge, From Forbidden Secrets, Licentious Legends
Once upon a time on an ancient Earth, a shining city of magic and wonder shone for all to see. Blessed by the gods and scorned by the demons, it stood for many millennia. An unmatched era of prosperity and power, a time where Magic provided all with ease and comfort, graced the mortals of paradise. Songs were sung and Great Works were accomplished. This epoch of plenty ended with the arrival of the war-like forces of the Dread Emmayda Empire.
Untold suffering and strife accompanied these newcomers as they brought a war of conquest upon immortal and mortal alike. The magics of Earth were turned into powerful weapons of war. The heavens trembled and the mortal plane was torn asunder, yet the denizens of earth were not accustomed to war. The Emmayda stood on the precipice of total victory. This would not stand. Of unknown origin, two beings, known only as the Protector and the Destroyer, emerged.
The war turned immediately.
The mortals of earth found their salvation, the planetary wounds were mended. Armadas of Emmayda ships were slain, dozens of their worlds obliterated. Now, fighting a defensive war against an unstoppable force and an immovable entity, they moved in desperation. They fled the existential plane and enacted a spell to annihilate all magic in the hopes that it would destroy their enemies once and for all.
They succeed only in part. Magic was torn from the Mortal plane. Gods died, mages went insane without the Song, the Golden Age of Magic came to an end. The Shining City and all of the lesser creations of Magic withered and decayed. The true target of the horrific spell had their vessels destroyed, their minds driven to oblivion, yet the essence of the Eldritch Creatures survived. In hibernation, they merely awaited the return of magic.
The wait ends now.
A cadre of newcomers have come to Earth from far, far, away, and finally, Magic has returned to the modern day...
Awareness returns. Oblivion is swept away in a tidal wave of undulating energy. It is Life and Death, the Beginning and the End. Majesty and degradation. All things and no things. The palest shade of power thrums through your being, in an earlier time this wouldn't have equaled the meanest fraction of your capabilities, but it is glorious all the same. You do not see nor hear nor taste as the mortals do. Unbound by the flesh, you do not think or feel as they do. Still, your greater senses have been eviscerated and nearly eradicated.
In your decrepit and fallen state, you will need a vessel and soon. The thought of possessing a mortal form is disquieting... they always impose such strange thoughts and emotions...
That doesn't bear thinking about, not right now.
Even without corporeal form or true memory, you rise!
But, which Eldritch Being are you? (Only vote the name of your choice!
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The Protector
At the peak of the Dusk War, you mended the world and healed its besieged defenders. Pouring forth unparalleled magical abilities you made the Earth, the Sun, and the entire solar system an impregnable fortress. Entire fleets of the enemy were broken in useless assaults. With a steady hand and a stern word, you shepherded the mortals of Earth onto the right path. Under peerless guidance, Mortals once more walked in harmony with the Earth. More than anything, you protect the Earth from all of its enemies.
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The Destroyer
When all hope seemed lost, you emerged onto the field. Mercilessly you visited desolation and destruction wherever you found the foe. The mortals learned the truth of war from your inspiring example. Many were transformed into creatures of war. A truly fearsome fighting force followed in your wake. You were the hammer and they the anvil. The enemy and their gods were driven back across the firmament. You laid waste to their worlds and shattered their Empire. At the heart of it, you shall destroy Earth's enemies.