Apotheosis- A Deity Quest

Almost a three way tie, but the Scrooge vote won by one! I love democracy

Cool your jets, Palpatine. Hmm, a Fear of Democracy…

Oh boy, I wonder what will happen if these demon hunters learn about all of the demons in Salum.

The idea was more "These guys are more-or-less elite Inquisition operatives and the Demons infesting the Central Branch fully understood it was stupid to immediately try for the Eastern Branch."

Cause, ya know, the Eastern Branch had a major Demonic Incident in the not too distant past, so they would obviously be a lot more on edge.

Though I'm not sure why you didn't react to how this ultimately leads into Temp getting attacked by Arnold. That was the part I was more interested in, than the Eastern Inquisition brutalizing the Central Branch.

I really didn't even consider how Arnold would react to the Central Branch, it wasn't relevant to my plans. Like, with his Hatred of Demons, Arnold would probably feel insulted, disgusted, and disappointed? Also probably try to arrange a purge, though he may or may not care about innocents depending on when he learns.

I genuinely don't get why "How is this going to affect Temp and what justifies her to get violent?" weren't interesting questions. Arnold's reaction to the Central Demons was pretty tangential in my opinion.

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So if someone could post after me, that'd be helpful. I was thinking of finally writing Slivers since I haven't gotten enough approval for anything else.
 
At least all dragon-related puns in the future have a target now.
A doomed husk of a pantheon.

I find neither of these things funny, because the last time people were "just being silly" involved what could only be described as cyberbullying they got away with purely by going "it's just a joke." I've been burned too much, that's not really your fault but it is uncomfortable for me.

Geez, I genuinely meant to actually do an omake right now, but nwish hasn't actually reacted to any of my Harvest Festival plans & much as I'd like finally writing Slivers, I'm not sure I actually should- 6 new Gods in rapid succession seems like way too much, so I should really wait for confirmation.

Also not much has been done with a decent amount of the Omake Gods, The 'Rusty' Sword hasn't even been officially named (His name is Caliborn) who is supposed to eventually meet Frida (they are both Sparked from Ares' shattered Divinity) but @DragonUnitOmega is an active participant so nothing can really be done with the Gods she created without her involvement.
 
I find neither of these things funny,
I found them funny (mainly because I am a Billy and Mandy fan, Sir Raven is awesome). But if they made you uncomfortable, I would like to apologise even thought I didn't write them, since I still gave them a like.

The risk if participating in a public forum is that you often have to interact with other people with different personalities and sense of humour. So misunderstandings can be common. Thank you for informing us of your feelings so that these situations may be avoided in the future. Good communication is the key to a healthy environment.

And obviously everyone loves the Sacred Scales, it just with the problems of Baetyl and Dionysus still unresolved, most people seem to be more interested in talking with Scrooge, Sepa, Lilith or Hamelin. Nwish said that we would be able to talk with everyone in the party, so we should have no problem meeting the Sacred Scales later. Can't wait to see how they will impact the story.
Samhain: I'm the King of Nightmares.
Fear of Democracy Nightmare: I didn't vote for you.
Samhain: You don't vote for kings!
I'm glad we can at least all agree that this is funny thought. Mothy Python is just universally funny.
 
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I find neither of these things funny, because the last time people were "just being silly" involved what could only be described as cyberbullying they got away with purely by going "it's just a joke." I've been burned too much, that's not really your fault but it is uncomfortable for me.

Uh, I genuinely don't understand what you're on about here. My joke was directed at the fictional draconic pantheon in reference to them not being the focal point of the festival, or rather this last vote in particular—most likely because we have never even seen them within the story thus far.

It wasn't directed at you? I don't know why or how you came to that conclusion.
 
It wasn't directed at you? I don't know why or how you came to that conclusion.

Sincere apologies, I wasn't actually bothered by you- really I shouldn't have done that at all.

I did a thing…again

Geez, I really have written that much huh? Technically I'm only at 114 (for now) with two Informationals, like that makes much of a difference.

It is really exhausting writing in general, I used to be in this different Quest where I tended to write two a day- granted, it was a Mega Crossover, it was exhausting for multiple reasons working over there.

I've actually been planning up several Omakes for the Harvest Festival, such as Lilith & Calisto getting into a discussion regarding Dreams not to mention various things for my Nightmares- like Freesia pointing out how the Blood Knights are Chad-Simps for their lady Baobhan.

Nwish hadn't gotten back to me regarding confirming the plans, but I really wanna write so I had been considering finally doing Slivers.

My main issue, besides "what are her Domains?", was more about how to describe her three Main Followers / adoptive sisters. They're half-dragons, personally I prefer slapping up artwork instead of having to describe characters but that's not really practical in this case.

Overall, I would say writing it is just a matter of motivation and stuff. I would have done it now, but I'm a bit busy with Crisis Core & that all looked really interesting.

Is it supposed to go under Media? I feel like it should definitely get marked.
 
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I've actually been planning up several Omakes for the Harvest Festival, such as Lilith & Calisto getting into a discussion regarding Dreams not to mention various things for my Nightmares- like Freesia pointing out how the Blood Knights are Chad-Simps for their lady Baobhan.

Nwish hadn't gotten back to me regarding confirming the plans, but I really wanna write so I had been considering finally doing Slivers.
Unfortunately nwish seems to be pretty busy with IRL stuff, so you might as well just post the omakes related to the festival(can't wait to see both Lilith and Callisto finally meet). Also you can post them now and if nwish has any objections of the details than you can always go back and delete/change them
 
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I am sorry about the inactivity on my part, I'm in the middle of a job hunt on top of some other things. I haven' been sleeping well either so that plays a part in it, I might also do something with the sidestories to help make things easier, and I would welcome suggestions on it.
 
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Here is a preview for the next update, another look at things outside of the festival:

There is a godly realm known as Xibalba, the Place of Fright. In this place was a great lake of blood under a desolate, empty sky. In the center of this lake lay a great pyramid of stone and gold, the blood which formed the lake flowing from this pyramid like a river. This is the House of Bats, the seat of the god Camazotz, also called the Death Bat, god of Vampires. From here he ruled over the undead monsters as the first of their cursed kind, but right now the lake of blood burned even as freezing winds scoured the realm.

Xibalba was under siege.
 
Slivers of More
A/N: I guess I'll finally try to write Slivers, @nwish425 sir. Also maybe set some other things up, who knows?

Slivers of More

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"It will be alright Arthur, I will always be with you. This is the only way I can do more, my boy." To think, once upon a time they had dismissed this boy as some infatuated fool, yet now they struggled with leaving him. Still, if either hunch was correct, this would ultimately be better for everyone.

Smiling happily at her children, intellectually Tethys knew she was supposed to focus on growing stronger- but what's the point in only caring for one's self? There wasn't much that could harm her anymore anyways, so she could afford at least a little selflessness.


These thoughts and similar had been swirling about, yet... something was wrong. Why didn't make sense, surely these had to be their own memories- why else would they remember these things?

Still, it was like they were two different people, but again that really shouldn't make sense. Regardless, the obvious question was why they were like this. It almost felt like... they were just slivers of something more, it was an odd feeling. Yet it weirdly made sense despite the fact it shouldn't have?

They didn't know how long they had been like this, only vaguely aware they have been drifting & submerged. The priority was on remembering who they are before trying anything else, that was very important.

So caught up in doing so, by the time they noticed a hand was reaching out to them, not much could be done before being grasped- and despite not having sensory organs in the traditional sense, she was still fully aware of the wind on her blade.

"This is one weird sword." The woman holding her was a young maiden, with gleaming blue eyes and white hair. There was also the wings and tail, but she wasn't interested much in the young woman's appearance.

"This thing is obviously something dangerous, I should not have done that. So... why am I standing here, like nothing is wrong? Was it trying to trick me into picking it up? I don't feel scared, but maybe that's part of the trick?"

There was a lot of information to process from Beatrice's mind, though she should clear things up. "Apologies for the confusion, I was focused on my thoughts. It was not my intention to deceive you."

That gets Beatrice startling in place, looking around for several moments. The young woman was terrified briefly, she barely understood what she was witnessing... but it made her angry, knowing there was someone Beatrice feared so much.

Before she could actually continue down that line of thought, Beatrice finally spoke to her. "Sword, are you the one speaking to me? I'm honestly hoping that's what is happening right now..."

If it was possible, she wanted to hurt this monster that Beatrice is scared of. "Again, apologies, I was not prepared for a social encounter. I do not recall why this happened to me..."

She could sense Beatrice's mixed curiosity & caution, an obviously supernatural and intelligent relic claiming to have no recollection of their creation? That really could only mean one of two things, and one is much worse than the other.

Yet could she say? Half of her memories insist she was once a mindless sword that brought a young man victory, and the other half... they had to be memories, but she wasn't sure on how they were supposed to go together...

"I... was once a God, betrayed by my brother, who sought to slay me. Trapped as a sword, I wasted away in obscurity, before finally being found by a young man with a pure heart. Eventually, I persuaded him to toss me into a river, in hopes of... restoring my true form? My memories confuse me..."

Feeling sympathy resonating throughout Beatrice, the young woman felt sad for her. "What... what kind of lunatic does that to their own family? I couldn't fathom doing anything like that willingly... what is your name?"

She wanted to immediately respond, but... the thought of calling herself Tethys felt, wrong. It was in her memories, and she knows she isn't Arthur. So why was the thought of using her own name making her feel uncomfortable, like it was somehow disrespectful?

"I am... slivers." For a moment Beatrice stood in silence, thinking quietly to herself. "Slivers? That doesn't feel like a real name, but I don't feel lied too..."

Finally, the young woman spoke. "I'm Beatrice, I don't know a lot about God stuff but... my mother and older sister are priests for the divine incarnation of Goodness itself. They might be able to help, but regardless it isn't very righteous doing nothing to help. Am I allowed to help, Miss Slivers?"

Nothing was really being accomplished, left to her own thoughts. The pure manifestation of Goodness seemed fundamentally trustworthy, and she saw no reason to doubt Beatrice.

She just... knew Beatrice was worthy of her trust. The unjust and wicked could not deceive her, why she knew didn't matter as much as the knowing.

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A/N: Look, I kind of just... do things, rather than force things. The most I did was go in with some idea of what to do, everything else happened from there. For those not clear on what's happening, Slivers is literally the rusted pieces of Caliborn having merged with pieces of Tethys' mortal remains.

Because of her nature, she thinks she is both Caliborn & Tethys- neither have any connection... probably. Though Caliborn having been the sword used to slay Tethys would explain a lot...

Regarding Beatrice, she is a Half-Dragon/Human hybrid. I originally meant to immediately introduce her family, but it just didn't feel right once I got going. Not sure when I'll follow-up on this, gotta do a lot of Harvest Festival omakes.

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Name: Slivers

Titles: N/A (The Enduring Justice, Evil's Bane, The Reforged)

Status: Demigoddess of Cleanliness

Followers: Beatrice, ???

Pantheon: None

Domains: Swords, Cleanliness

Subdomains: Water, Shapeshifting, Justice, Good

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"Why is she a Goddess of Cleanliness?" Cause obviously Caliborn would be a God of Swords, and Frida the Goddess of Knighthood. That and figured I should have some representation of both her 'parents' when it comes to Domains.

Shapeshifting is kind of a mutation of Caliborn's Adaptability, cause she's made of water. Justice because, well, obviously Caliborn would have Justice for a Domain and I'm just like... "Gosh darn it, I already built him out- but punishing the wicked & protecting the innocent is his thing."

"How does Good fit in?" Oh, well that's because Slivers kind of finalized herself when Beatrice touched her, thus she kind of developed the Good Domain due to how it was used on Beatrice.

Also, 'Goddess Sword' we all know what that immediately evokes when said. This'll probably help with fleshing out Slivers' arc going forwards... "When did this happen?" Just gonna be kind of vague, I can't imagine many Interesting Days currently to devote omakes to, save for the next one I was gonna lean into the vague timeline.
 
Frida the Goddess of Knighthood

I just realized I never really mentioned what I was thinking of going with Frida because I immediately "uh i never said that". Or at least I don't think I did. There might be a chance I accidentally didn't correct any misconceptions on what her domains I was hoping were.

Though I guess knighthood would still be the same with what I wanted but...
...bah I'll think about it later. All I really thought on it was "yeah she's a goddess of war but she's gonna be NOTHING like Ares and she's gonna prove it to anyone who thinks that".

Also I feel guilty of not getting off my lazy ass to do a Frida omake in forever, but I haven't been in the mood...so it's hard to stay guilty as I reason with myself "don't force yourself if you can't, it'll make whatever you write worse".

Also, 'Goddess Sword' we all know what that immediately evokes when said.

Honestly my first thought is Excalibur from Fate series, but that's more of an indication of my feelings on the sword and how much knowledge I have on Zelda than actually being a reasonable mixup.
 
A Purpose Realized
A/N: So, I should probably do more Harvest Festival relevant things @nwish425 sir. There's Lilith, Athena & Medusa, most of my Nightmares, Melody & Meredith, and of course... the Kēryx nobody realized was at the Festival too. I should probably get that done first.

A Purpose Realized

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Every Kēryx, every Automaton, knew that their true purpose was to be whatever they wanted. Creating amorphous masses wasn't a thing the Divine Smiths could do, yet, so they still had to be given intentional forms.

Like any creature with a fixed form, there were things they were naturally suited for. To scour the lands for both threats & interesting things, it was the obvious means for them to help their Creators.

Though only 15 of them do so, 15 Kēryx is still more than enough. Many of his Flock have already found their focus, Derora was nurturing the talents of blacksmiths and Pyra was bringing civilization to a community of enlightened animals.

There were more examples, but the point is that so many of them are doing wonderous things. Yet, what was 'he' supposed to do? Wandering around forever didn't feel very appealing.

Officially, diplomacy with The Mother & Lady Sophia was being left to Keros to handle, going from all the data in the Records... Melody & Meredith, daughters of The Mother & Lady Sophia, would be worth getting in contact with.

While it was unclear what effects it would have on more mystical & unconventional things, there was clearly much potential in this 'Transare' substance- and that was just based on what Pyra has seen.

If Keros was correct about The Mother & Lady Sophia getting involved with the destruction of the Berstuk, what new variant strain could be made now? What could the actual Goddesses do, compared to their daughters?

Yet, there was no clear idea on where the two got off to, though... judging by what those 'Doravita' have said, the local crows have apparently been acting irregularly.

Such was clearly a sigh of something supernatural, or even divine at work. Tracking down the source of these crows would most likely reveal something of great value, anything can be useful if one just understands how to use it.

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Blackened land that nonetheless still nurtured life was tell-tale signs that Dragon Fire that burned the earth below, though locally it often referred to Peluda the Quilled specifically.

Despite being the remnants of highly mystical beasts, 'Dragon Soil' wasn't particularly interesting to most- it didn't matter why a scar was made, the result was still just a scar.

For there to be so many Divinities to be gathering together at such a place was very unusual, but this 'Blackburn' seemed to be where the mysterious crows the Doravita fear originate from.

To the naked eye, there wasn't much obviously strange about the village- yet there were bits and pieces, things only those who understood what they saw would actually understand.

Between that and whispers, whatever God ruled this place hadn't made it obvious to all. Well, prior to this day, it seems all the outsiders and festivities were but a prelude to the God's introduction.

Through mist & crow, by music & dance, the God revealed himself- seemingly an ordinary man by appearance, but as the bonfire raged & an image of a perverse abomination was shown did the God quickly dropped any pretense of hiding his true nature.

Quite a theatrical introduction altogether, this 'Samhain'- or is it 'Sigeric'? From the way it was spoken, 'Sigeric the Redeemed' must be very notable on this land.

Whatever the name didn't matter, nor even the form- there was a God, and wasn't doing anything blatantly malicious. There were many signs of Divinity throughout the village, though the Samhain is most likely the ruler.

How to approach though? Simply flying over to a God was rather inappropriate, the Samhain didn't seem malevolent- but there's so many things unknown, any plan to approach needed careful consideration.

Out of the large gathering, many of the humans chose to depart for the festivities- some had their eyes lingering on the Samhain, but the idea of walking right up to a God was something many clearly acknowledged wasn't proper.

However, one in particular stood out- not for any obvious reason, the brunette male seemed easily dismissible... if one only cared for the apparent. From the body language and other subtle & non-visual clues, it was clear what was happening.

Watching the human start to walk off resignedly, free from immediate distraction, not many were going to notice- and even less react. Not much was explained about these 'Nightmares', but most of these humans wouldn't expect some other God's servant to be running around here.

Landing on the chosen man's shoulder, head turned and brown eyes stared at 'himself.' For a moment, the only noise was from their surroundings, before the man spoke. "You're not a Nightmare, are you?"

That furthered the theory, so... "No, what God did you meet before the Samhain?" The man sighed gently, looking around to find nobody making an effort to observe, before responding.

"She looked like some Noblewoman, but I doubt that was her true form. It was this... Hunt that wasn't a Hunt, the prey was a different God- an evil God that championed death and murder. She was there to kill it, and I believe she did."

While that by itself doesn't prove anything, it does line up with what Keros found... "I presume you wanted to meet with the Samhain? I do not understand who 'Sigeric the Redeemed' is, but Redeemed implies he is a favorable figure. Knowing what kind of God you're dealing with is perfectly valid, is it your hope he is similar to this 'Noblewoman' Goddess?"

The man nods gently, responding softly. "If he really is Sigeric the Redeemed, I truly do hope he would punish evil just like that Goddess. I couldn't possibly do anything to fight a God directly, I don't like what might happen if I'm wrong..."

The possibility of deception and/or secret malice can't definitively be denied just yet, but... "Allow me to accompany you then, if he is truly violent it will be no secret- I am connected to a vast library of knowledge, which my own God can easily access. Anything I observe is added to that library, so fear not."

For a few moments the human processed that information, before finally responding. "I still hope he's not secretly evil, I like being alive. My name is Heimlich, what about you?"

Names, such truly does not seem important, but the ease it provides is undeniable... "Quvis will do, Mr. Heimlich. Now, shall we plan how to approach the Samhain together?"

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A/N: Everyone forgot about Heimlich didn't they? I suppose that makes sense, he only had one appearance. Not really sure how this will fit into the main story marks, I just know Heimlich would have inevitably tried to approach Samhain- what with, ya know, having witnessed what had to be a bonafide Goddess at a Hunt specifically about killing an Evil Deity. Makes total sense he would want to see if Samhain is actually trustworthy.

One thing when you're at an Event where you know your allies are clearly your allies, it is another when there's no Special Force making it explicitly clear who to trust and fear. For all Heimlich knows, Samhain might be a charlatan just using Saint Sigeric' image or that maybe dying Unredeemed him. Really, there's no way Heimlich is the only suspicious one, he's just the only one present who has prior familiarity with Gods.

Not sure what to do next, I was gonna save my Thana omake either for last or near the end regarding my Harvest Festival tie-in omakes.
 
I just realized I never really mentioned what I was thinking of going with Frida because I immediately "uh i never said that". Or at least I don't think I did. There might be a chance I accidentally didn't correct any misconceptions on what her domains I was hoping were.

Though I guess knighthood would still be the same with what I wanted but...
...bah I'll think about it later. All I really thought on it was "yeah she's a goddess of war but she's gonna be NOTHING like Ares and she's gonna prove it to anyone who thinks that".
I think it would be cool if she was the new Goddess of War. It could give rise to all sorts of stories. Perhaps one of Ares' surviving servants (or perhaps even an entire group) would find her and would try to convince her to follow Ares' footsteps, only for her to reject them. Hell, we could have it both ways, and let her have both "War" and "Knighthood" as main domains.
A/N: So, I should probably do more Harvest Festival relevant things @nwish425 sir. There's Lilith, Athena & Medusa, most of my Nightmares, Melody & Meredith, and of course... the Kēryx nobody realized was at the Festival too. I should probably get that done first.

A Purpose Realized
Hey, I have a little question @nwish425. Where are the goblins? It was mentioned that they helped prepare the festival, but after that I don't think they were mentioned again. Are they not going to participate? Are they preparing a surprise entrance? I became convinced that it would be kind of cool to have "Goblins" as a subdomain, but I assume that for that to happen we would have to strengthen our relationship with them. So I'm wondering what role they will have in the festival.

Anyway, great omake @Kkutlord, lets see what @nwish425 thinks about it.
 
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A/N: So, I should probably do more Harvest Festival relevant things @nwish425 sir. There's Lilith, Athena & Medusa, most of my Nightmares, Melody & Meredith, and of course... the Kēryx nobody realized was at the Festival too. I should probably get that done first.

A Purpose Realized
This could help get word out about the missing pieces of Sigeric's soul, I wonder if the Kēryx would want to help with that?

Also I might be doing something new with the sidestories, been talking about possibilities on the discord server.
 
Enters the King
There is a godly realm known as Xibalba, the Place of Fright. In this place was a great lake of blood under a desolate, empty sky. In the center of this lake lay a great pyramid of stone and gold, the blood which formed the lake flowing from this pyramid like a river. This is the House of Bats, the seat of the god Camazotz, also called the Death Bat, god of Vampires. From here he ruled over the undead monsters as the first of their cursed kind, but right now the lake of blood burned even as freezing winds scoured the realm.

Xibalba was under siege.

They came out of nowhere, undead came in legions alongside nameless and begotten monstrosities. Camazotz and his bats rose up to fight the invaders, but even without their leader they came in such numbers and fought with such ferocity that his forces were pushed back. He sent out his heralds to hold the front line but the arrival of this storm seemed to cut him off from them.

The gates would not hold, the pyramid would be breached, so Camazotz decided he wouldn't let them have the chance. He flew upwards to the top of the pyramid and perched there at the summit. He would meet the enemy, challenge them himself so they might not pollute his temple with their foul presence.

"Hear me invader." The Death Bat's voice carried over the entirety of Xibalba. "You will go no further, face me yourself, so that I might drain your corpse dry!"

With that cry the icy storm closed in, the lake of blood freezing over as the fire was extinguished. Something was thrown from the mist at the base of the pyramid, a frozen head locked into a look of terror. It was the head of Tepesh, one of Camazotz's heralds. Soon laughter began to echo throughout the area, something was beginning to break through the mist.

"You seek single combat?" The voice soon asked. "I commend you for your bravery, but that will not save you."

"I am the King of Maggots," The shape broke out from on top the frozen blood, a skeletal king sitting on a grand throne carried aloft by nameless things. "And I accept your challenge."

The First Vampire looked down at the interloper and couldn't help but feel annoyed. A demigod, a mere pup sought the blood of a god much farther up the totem pole? Though his power over the nameless is troubling, how did he even find them? The newly identified King of Maggots rose from his throne as his entourage lowered it down, he gripped his blade as the snowy mist around him turned black.

"You will not be the first king I've dined on," Camazotz told him before readying himself. "You will not be the last."

With that Camazotz flew from his perch on the top of the pyramid and dove at the skeletal king. Sword met claw as the two clashed, the King of Maggots being pushed slightly backwards before forcing the bat deity off of him and swung his sword. The blade missed the bat and struck into the ground, cracking the stone ground and heavily damaging the platform the king stood on. Camazotz took advantage, taking a deep breath and breathing out darkness as black as the night to surround them and blind the skeleton.

Dark shapes resembling vampires began to strike from the darkness at the King of Maggots, he wrench his blade free of the stone and fought back, cleaving the shadows apart as they appeared before grabbing the last one with his free hand. The shadow being seemed to wither away at the skeleton's touch, the creature's darkness devoured and rent asunder by the King of Maggots' power. However the Death Bat expected this and dove down, ripping the skull from his head and knocking his blade aside. The skeleton's body fell to the ground as Camazotz took to the skies of his realm.

"Now," He said as he produced a sacrificial dagger to ready the killing blow. "I will devour your very soul."

The skull in his hands began to laugh, the body below rising up as the blade returned to his side.

"I have none to take!"

The skull exploded in a burst of the same dark energy that surrounded the sword. The energy cut deep into Camazotz alongside bits of bone turned debris. The King of Maggots' head reformed on the body below and the skeleton lept, almost seeming to fly, to reach his opponent in the skies. There they clashed again, Camazotz using his dagger to defend himself from the king's furious onslaught, the dark power the skeleton wields seems to have weakened Camazotz somewhat, but eventually he was able to rake the dagger though the king's chest, dealing significant damage to him, and followed with a blow that sent him flying towards the ground again.

"You are more powerful than I anticipated." The King of Maggots said as he rose to his feet. "I shall share the truth with you as a reward."

"I've had enough of you." Camazotz said before beginning to descend again, blood erupting from the frozen lake and turning in midair to follow him. "Fall silent and die!"

"The one truth this world has."

As the Death Bat landed a burst of that dark energy erupted from the King of Maggots. A power strong enough to knock Camazotz off course and erase the flowing blood entirely. Something about the skeleton changed, not physically, but something changed. This power was unlike any demigod, unlike anything Camazotz had encountered at any point in his existence. He tried to fly but couldn't, as if his body would no longer listen to him, all strength was gone.





D̽̽̅̀ͭ͢͟Ö̎ͭ́͊̍ͯ̃͊̒ͬͫ̾ͥ̏̓ͮ̈Ơ̷̷̤̪̺͕̭̗̠͚̲̱̣̱ͤ̏ͬ̕M̡͙̺̳̗͔̗̣̖̱̱ͨ̇̊̿ͨ̀͌̀̚͜͡ ̹̻̰̩̰̭̥͉̪ͬͫ̅̿͒̓̃̓̽͒͜͝͝͞Ç̴͒͗ͯͮͪ͑ͯͨ̃̍ͪͯ͟Ơ̶̵̴̻̯͖͍̣̱̠͖̲͍̳̭̖͈ͦ̅͑͒̐͆͐̑ͥͬ̆ͬ̕ͅM̴̛ͤ̈́̾ͬ̑͛ͧ͋͐͝͏̰̠̭̺̪̟Ę̛͂̉̅͊ͣͩ̈́ͤ͋͋̎̊ͥ̓͐̇̚͏̢͖̱̳͓̫̘̯̬̞͍͝Ś̷͛ͩ͏̸͖̜͚̪͓̠͖̟̯͙̭̕͠ͅ ̶̰̱̮̒ͭ̈́͐ͥ͊ͦͦ͊̔̓̔̾ͭ̈͛͒́ͅ F̧͈̫͍͔ͮ͒ͨ̆́ͤ̎̈ͦ̑̀͟͡Rͬͩͣͯ̈̑̉͏̫͕̪̞̝̠̠̫͉͙͙͈̻O̷̶̧̟͈̫̤̳͈̘͕̻͉̺̹̝̥̊̽̀ͥ̎́ͪ̇̅͠͠M͎͔͕͉̞̥̋̇͐͐͢͝͞ ͛͊ͫ͗̌̽͛̋ͪ̒ͭ̈̇͏̨̹̩͇̣̦̱̺͓̘͈͔̀T͙͇̰̗͓̝̿̉̆͒̎̎̀͢͡H̶ͩͭ̀͌ͩ̉̒̏̐̏̈́̒͏̺̭̮͝E̴̷̷̯̥̬̮̘̮̹̫̮̙̰̠̝̫̯͊ͬ͗̑̇͊̔́͛́̐̆̃̂̾ͪ ̶̖̫̑ͬ̄ͫͬͭ͗͂͛̑ͮ͋̈́ͣ͞ͅM̷̡̜̖̟͙̭̳̠̲͈̭̱͖̄́͗O͆̇̆ͪ͑̃̂̾̇̄͒ͫ̏̆̏͒̚U̴̶̢͖͖͉̠̱͖̭̦̥͇̪̣͖̇̑ͣ̊̒͌ͥ̕N͕̖̟̱͓̥̠͎̳̳͉̈̓̋̋͆͂̀͘̕͢T̵̡̟̳̰͉͖͇̩̳̀̌ͥͨͮ́͒ͨ̎ͫͫ̂͒̓͗ͣ̇̅̾͟͝A̧ͩ͌ͤ́̒͊̿ͧ̿̓͞͏̡̩͕̱̜͎̝̱̙̗͕͘Ḯ̿̏͂̃͑͌ͯ̏̎̀̃ͩͫ̆͆͐͝Ṅ̰̙͉̹͚̥͖ͧ͗̀ͨͨ̿̌̒̿ͨ̇͒́̚͜




The King of Maggots strode forward, unaffected by the destruction he had wrought, and grasped Camazotz by the neck before lifting him up. Just what manner of god is he? No demigod could wield such power…

"You were stronger than most, vampire," The King of Maggots told him. "I had to call on more power than this form is ready for, I will need to recover before I can act again. Take heart in knowing you have slowed the inevitable."

The darkness began to flow from empty eye sockets and mouth, no… it's not darkness…

"Now feel the peace…"

Not darkness at all…



Ó̴̮̻̰͈̖̤͔̣̊̈́ͪ̿̇ͮͦ͊ͫͣͯ̕F́ͦͨ̽̆͗ͥ́̔̐̇̄ͤ̾̐̾ͧ͊ͨ ̶̜̗͕̘͙͕̠͐ͣͤ̃͐͒ͯ͛͂͌̆ͯͨͣ̀̚͘Oͪ͊͆ͧ̐ͪ͂͗̏̂ͤͭ͆̈́̔̈́͒́B̢̫̹͍̣͎̒ͦ̎ͬͬ͋͊ͮ͋͘͠L̨̢͕͖͙̯̫̬̰̰̫̓ͭͯͨ́ͥ̄͒͒ͨͧ̍̎̈̐ͮ͑Î̫̭̝̠̝̰̱͓̻̻̣̗͎͆̈̍̍̇ͫ͛̆ͭ̈́̕͡͝Ṿ̵̶̤̺͚̬̤̖̆̆̌ͮ́͛͒̒̅̍ͣ̎̽̄̽̽ͯ͌͠͡Ì̵̯̱͕͉̣̲̝͎̘͚͇̱͎͉̙ͯͭͧ͗͋̔ͯ̈̑ͤ̒͋̃̂̔͟͜͞ͅO̸̴̡͎̝̰͖͚̬͔̦̜̱̭̼̬͇̫͇̺͎̻͌͐ͯ̓̓̀ͨͬ̎ͮ̒ͣͦͣ̈́̍ͫ͑̚͢͠Ň̶̟̩̬͖̖̤̗͇̥̯̱̯͎̥̘̰̗̜͋ͦ̾ͩ͋̎̀̃̆ͪͧ̆́͟͜͠͡



And Camazotz was no more.

Meet the King of Maggots, I have such plans for him.
 
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