*First, there was Chaos, in all the worlds and peoples and civilizations sparked war. Gods, Titans, the eldest beings of the universes and of course, the odd mortal that clawed their way to power potent enough to challenge the Throne of Heaven.*
"Wars were waged in the shadow of said throne until one rose above the rest, with power unrivalled they claimed the Throne of Heaven, becoming Pantokrator, lord of all. Banishing their enemies to Oblivion and the rest kept under an omnipresent boot."
"Order reigned over Chaos and the people flourished across all worlds. For a million million years there was one God, one Lord. In truth, there was The One."
"In the Void squirmed a light, a noise, an impossibility for nothing exists in the Void. To a being of the Pantokrator's knowledge, the unknown is a sickly sweet call, and thus, the Pantokrator swam into the infinity of nothing, disappearing into eternity."
"The smoke of offerings rose to no answer, prayers fell on deaf ears and, slowly, by inches, those powerful beings of the world realized the opportunity. Marshalling grand forces against each other, they sparked a war that consumed all of Creation in its fires. A time of magic unequalled and death unfathomable."
"One by one, the enemies broke apart and fell to your will until all that remained was the last step, the throne before you."
"One by one, the steps were traversed as armies of a size unimaginable consumed one another in blood waves. Magic and flesh equally spent as your enemies tried to halt your ceaseless advance."
"It enters your vision, the gold, the inherent meaning of utter command, the authority of a God unchallenged. It beckons you to reach out, to lay you're being onto its majesty and become truly infinite."
"As you brush perpetuity, the blessed fruit so close at hand you can taste its strength. Something goes wrong. Your essence is pulled on by a force beyond measure, dragged away into the Void itself and out beyond the material realms. Vast creatures that predate anything logical are swerved past as you rip apart space in the ceaseless wake you are subject to."
"The journey seems endless, but it ceases like all things do, with a shuddering, cold halt."
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Rain hits you, a foreign feeling as it has been so very long since mere rain was the weather, mere water was a concern. Your eyes open to intake a sight of magnificent ruin, of high towers built towards the sky lying ravaged and shattered by unceasing frenetic waves.
Corpses or those soon-to-be float in the water, an image of death on a small scale. The sounds of spellwork scream out in heat, lightning and stranger manifestations, trying to accomplish some goal.
Just before you lies a beast of the deep. Skin dark and scaled with water sliding off it in large clumps, owing to its meters tall size, it stays ahead of you in a haze of motion while shapes are drowned and shattered near and far.
The question then stands, who are you?
[X] Something Magical. Wizened with years and time, it bears little character past the robe which conceals everything, fine fibres fraying at the edges to reveal the white cloth beneath. Eyes flicker to the dying and dead whilst a bone-dry throat mouths words of annihilation as a cold distaste forms from the loss of life.
The Shadow Over All, Star of Death, Death Itself.
[X] Something Titanic. Beautiful beyond measure and born of a divine character. Pale skin leads to ample features barely covered by a toga that seems preternaturally determined to tease, not show. The rain accentuates yet almost seems to fear the skin, marring its surface unthinkable even for base matter. A perfect eyebrow curves downward at the corpses and water as death presents its ugly face before her.
Firstborn of Gaia, Queen of Oceans, The Essence of Fertility
[X] Something Monstrous. Scales like star matter and flesh stronger than the world piled mountainously high and older than time itself, infinite in length yet somehow contained in a finite size. Eyes of purest black glare out at the challenger as unfathomable rage builds in the heart of the World Serpent, sparking to life, fire and fury.
Hammer of Jörð, Eater of the Sun, The Key To The Gate, The Everlasting
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It's a Dominions/Worm crossover. Weirdest thing I could think of while drunk.