Echoes of Creation (30k/Exalted)
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Whoo, off to space we go!
I think that the first thing we should do is bling out a ship with unreasonable levels of tech and use that to explore the wreckage. Once we have a fleet we can start scouring the local subsector for planets that want to join our benevolent rule... which is to say we try talking first and send in the armies second.
I think that the first thing we should do is bling out a ship with unreasonable levels of tech and use that to explore the wreckage. Once we have a fleet we can start scouring the local subsector for planets that want to join our benevolent rule... which is to say we try talking first and send in the armies second.
Interlude: You sure he is NOT a God?
Yzarc
The Spark of Madness
Colchis - 831.M30
You sit on the worn porch of your small home, a place that has sheltered you through the last year, one filled with hardship and survival. The night is quiet, almost eerily so, the kind of silence that makes you uneasy. Your thoughts drift back to a time long before this, to a world that no longer exists, a world torn apart by the Cybernetic Revolt.
You remember those days clearly, even though it feels like a lifetime ago. The machines had turned against humanity, a rebellion of metal and circuits against flesh and blood. You were just a regular person then, working a modest job, living a modest life. But everything changed when the machines rose up. The cities you had known were reduced to ruins, and the people you loved were lost in the chaos. You had fought to survive, like everyone else, but the scars of that time still linger in your mind.
Now, life is different. You've been given a second chance, resurrected in a world that is slowly being rebuilt from the ashes of the old. The scars are still there, but the hope that was lost is slowly returning. And yet, as you sit on your porch and stare out into the night, you can't shake the feeling that something is about to happen, something extraordinary.
You're about to go inside when you notice a faint glow on the horizon. It's not the usual light pollution from the city, nor is it the soft glow of the moon. This light is different, more intense, more alive. You squint, trying to make sense of it, but the glow only grows brighter, more vivid. A sense of unease washes over you, mingling with a strange anticipation.
"What is that?" you whisper to yourself, though there's no one around to hear.
Elara, your wife, steps out onto the porch, her brow furrowed in concern.
"Do you see that?" she asks, her voice trembling slightly.
You nod, unable to take your eyes off the growing light.
"I don't know what it is," you reply, feeling a mix of fear and curiosity. "But it's coming from the old ruins, isn't it?"
She nods, and the two of you stand there in silence, watching as the light continues to intensify. Whatever it is, it's coming from the site of the old orbital elevator, a relic of a time long before the revolt, when humanity still dreamed of reaching for the stars.
The light grows brighter, more brilliant than anything you've ever seen. It's as if the very ground is coming to life, pulsing with an energy that defies understanding. You take a step forward, unable to resist the pull of whatever is happening. Elara follows, her hand slipping into yours, seeking comfort in the face of the unknown.
As you watch, the ground begins to tremble. It's a subtle vibration at first, barely noticeable, but it quickly grows in intensity. The earth beneath your feet seems to pulse in rhythm with the light, as if responding to some ancient call.
"What's happening?" Elara asks, her voice barely audible over the growing hum that fills the air.
"I don't know," you reply, your eyes fixed on the horizon. "But I think we're about to find out."
And then, as if in answer to your unspoken question, the ground erupts in a brilliant display of light and energy. You stumble back, shielding your eyes from the blinding radiance. When you dare to look again, you see it, an immense structure rising from the earth, towering into the sky.
The sight leaves you breathless. The structure is like nothing you've ever seen before, a massive tower that seems to grow from the very ground, reaching for the heavens. It's impossibly tall, its base rooted deep in the earth while its peak disappears into the night sky. The glow that had first caught your attention now surrounds the structure, bathing it in a soft, ethereal light.
You realize with a start what you're looking at. It's the old orbital elevator. Long destroyed but here it was, rising anew from the ground as if by some miracle.
"Is this really happening?" Elara whispers, her voice filled with awe.
You nod, too stunned to speak. You never thought you'd see something like that again, let alone watch the old one being reborn before you.
As you and Elara stand there, watching in awe, the structure continues to grow, its base expanding as it stretches higher and higher. It's as if the very earth is giving birth to this colossal tower, the ground parting to reveal its hidden wonders.
Your neighbors begin to emerge from their homes, drawn by the spectacle. They gather in small groups, murmuring in disbelief as they witness the impossible. You catch snatches of conversation, fragments of their amazement and fear.
"Is this… Is this really happening?"
"Look at that thing! It's… it's reaching the stars!"
"By the gods, I never thought I'd see something like this in my lifetime."
You share their disbelief, but there's something else stirring within you, an overwhelming sense of wonder. The world you once knew was a place of miracles and horrors, where the impossible was made possible. And now, here you are, witnessing the rebirth of something that had been lost for so long.
As the tower rises, you notice something even more astonishing. High above, in the dark expanse of space, something stirs. The long-derelict space stations, once floating aimlessly in the void, begin to move. It's as if they're being drawn to the tower, responding to some invisible force.
The stations, once broken and lifeless, now seem to come alive. You watch in awe as they slowly begin to repair themselves, pieces of metal and machinery shifting and aligning. It's a sight you never thought you'd see, the dead relics of the past returning to life.
The tower continues to grow, its peak now lost in the darkness of space. And as it does, the space stations draw closer, aligning themselves with the structure. You can barely believe what you're seeing.
"It's like they're coming together," Elara says, her voice filled with wonder. "Like they're rebuilding something… something incredible."
You nod, unable to tear your eyes away from the sight. You watch as the space stations continue to move, aligning themselves with the growing tower. It's as if they're guided by some unseen hand, each piece falling perfectly into place. The night sky is now filled with the soft glow of the stations, their lights flickering like distant stars.
And then, as if by some grand design, the stations begin to connect with one another. Metal beams and cables stretch across the void, linking the stations together in a vast, intricate web. The sight is breathtaking, a ring of light forming around the planet, connecting the orbital elevator to the stars.
"It's the Ring of Iron," you whisper, barely able to believe your own words.
Elara gasps, her eyes wide with awe. "The Ring of Iron… I thought it was just a myth."
But it's no myth. The Ring of Iron was once a marvel of human engineering, a network of space stations and orbital elevators that encircled the planet. It was destroyed during the revolt, its remains left to drift aimlessly in space. But now, before your very eyes, it's being restored.
You watch as the final connections are made, the space stations locking into place around the planet. The ring is complete, a circle of light that spans the heavens. It's a sight that fills you with a sense of awe and hope, a reminder of what humanity is capable of.
But the miracle isn't over. As you stare up at the ring, you notice something even more incredible. On the horizon, more lights begin to glow, three in total. They're distant, but growing brighter by the second.
"It's happening again," you say, your voice trembling with excitement.
Elara follows your gaze, her eyes widening as she sees the lights. "Are those…?"
"Yes," you reply, barely able to contain your excitement. "More elevators. They're rebuilding more elevators."
And sure enough, the lights on the horizon grow brighter, revealing the same phenomenon that you witnessed earlier. Three more towers are rising from the ground, each one piercing the heavens and reaching for the stars. They're growing rapidly, just like the first, and you can see the space stations aligning with them, forming new connections.
The Ring of Iron is expanding, the network of towers and stations growing larger with each passing moment. It's a sight that leaves you breathless, a miracle unfolding before your eyes.
As the night wears on, you and Elara remain outside, unable to tear yourselves away from the spectacle. The three new elevators rise quickly, their peaks vanishing into the darkness of space. And as they do, the space stations continue to align, forming a vast network that spans the entire planet.
The Ring of Iron is no longer just a single circle. It's becoming a complex web of connections, a network of towers and stations that link the planet to the stars. You can hardly believe what you're seeing, the restoration of a marvel that was thought lost forever.
The entire process takes only a few hours, but it feels like an eternity. Time seems to slow down as you watch the miracle unfold, each moment filled with a sense of wonder and awe. You've lived through so much, seen so many horrors, but this… this is something different. This is hope, pure and unfiltered.
As the final connections are made and the Ring of Iron is fully restored, you can feel a change in the air. It's as if the very planet is breathing a sigh of relief, the weight of the past lifted from its shoulders. The world is still broken, still scarred by the events of the revolt, but this… this is a sign that things can be rebuilt, that the future is not as bleak as it once seemed.
The sky above is now filled with golden light, the Ring of Iron glowing like a beacon of hope. You turn to Elara, a smile spreading across your face.
"We did it," you say, your voice filled with emotion. "We survived long enough to see this."
She nods, tears in her eyes. "I never thought I'd live to see something like this," she says, her voice trembling. "It's a miracle."
You both stand there for a moment, taking in the sight of the restored ring. It's a symbol of what humanity can achieve, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there is still hope.
But the night isn't over yet. As you turn to go back inside, you notice something on the television screen inside. The news is on, the reporter's voice barely audible over the sound of the crowd outside. You move closer, turning up the volume to hear what's being said.
"And in a stunning turn of events, reports are coming in from all over the planet of similar phenomena," the reporter says, her voice filled with excitement. "It appears that the Ring of Iron has been restored, with all four orbital elevators as well. This incredible event has left experts baffled, with no clear explanation as to how such a feat was accomplished except for the actions of his div……Lord Lorgar."
The reporter continues, her voice trembling with emotion. "This… this is a Divine miracle. There's no other word for it. The world has witnessed something truly extraordinary tonight, and the implications of this event are still unknown. But one thing is clear, humanity has been given a second chance, a chance to rebuild and to reach for the stars once again."
You turn off the television, your heart pounding with excitement. The world has changed tonight, and you were there to witness it. The Ring of Iron, the orbital elevators, the restored space stations, it's all a sign that the future is bright, that humanity can overcome even the darkest of times.
You step back outside, joining the crowd of neighbors who have gathered to watch the spectacle. The sky above is now filled with Golden light. And as you stand there, surrounded by friends and loved ones, you can't help but feel a sense of awe and gratitude.
You've lived through so much, seen so many horrors, but tonight… tonight was different. Tonight, you witnessed a miracle, a sign that the world can be rebuilt, that humanity can reach for the stars once again. And as you look up at the restored ring, you know that this is just the beginning, a new chapter in the story of humanity, one filled with hope and possibility.
The future is bright, and you're ready to face it, no matter what challenges lie ahead.
GAIN
Ring of Iron and 4 Orbital Space Elevators. Turn End rewards will be issued in subsequent updates.
Next update may be delayed as I need time to set up the space around the planet and some encounters. I have a rough outline but need to take into account your planet's advantages.
You sit on the worn porch of your small home, a place that has sheltered you through the last year, one filled with hardship and survival. The night is quiet, almost eerily so, the kind of silence that makes you uneasy. Your thoughts drift back to a time long before this, to a world that no longer exists, a world torn apart by the Cybernetic Revolt.
You remember those days clearly, even though it feels like a lifetime ago. The machines had turned against humanity, a rebellion of metal and circuits against flesh and blood. You were just a regular person then, working a modest job, living a modest life. But everything changed when the machines rose up. The cities you had known were reduced to ruins, and the people you loved were lost in the chaos. You had fought to survive, like everyone else, but the scars of that time still linger in your mind.
Now, life is different. You've been given a second chance, resurrected in a world that is slowly being rebuilt from the ashes of the old. The scars are still there, but the hope that was lost is slowly returning. And yet, as you sit on your porch and stare out into the night, you can't shake the feeling that something is about to happen, something extraordinary.
You're about to go inside when you notice a faint glow on the horizon. It's not the usual light pollution from the city, nor is it the soft glow of the moon. This light is different, more intense, more alive. You squint, trying to make sense of it, but the glow only grows brighter, more vivid. A sense of unease washes over you, mingling with a strange anticipation.
"What is that?" you whisper to yourself, though there's no one around to hear.
Elara, your wife, steps out onto the porch, her brow furrowed in concern.
"Do you see that?" she asks, her voice trembling slightly.
You nod, unable to take your eyes off the growing light.
"I don't know what it is," you reply, feeling a mix of fear and curiosity. "But it's coming from the old ruins, isn't it?"
She nods, and the two of you stand there in silence, watching as the light continues to intensify. Whatever it is, it's coming from the site of the old orbital elevator, a relic of a time long before the revolt, when humanity still dreamed of reaching for the stars.
The light grows brighter, more brilliant than anything you've ever seen. It's as if the very ground is coming to life, pulsing with an energy that defies understanding. You take a step forward, unable to resist the pull of whatever is happening. Elara follows, her hand slipping into yours, seeking comfort in the face of the unknown.
As you watch, the ground begins to tremble. It's a subtle vibration at first, barely noticeable, but it quickly grows in intensity. The earth beneath your feet seems to pulse in rhythm with the light, as if responding to some ancient call.
"What's happening?" Elara asks, her voice barely audible over the growing hum that fills the air.
"I don't know," you reply, your eyes fixed on the horizon. "But I think we're about to find out."
And then, as if in answer to your unspoken question, the ground erupts in a brilliant display of light and energy. You stumble back, shielding your eyes from the blinding radiance. When you dare to look again, you see it, an immense structure rising from the earth, towering into the sky.
The sight leaves you breathless. The structure is like nothing you've ever seen before, a massive tower that seems to grow from the very ground, reaching for the heavens. It's impossibly tall, its base rooted deep in the earth while its peak disappears into the night sky. The glow that had first caught your attention now surrounds the structure, bathing it in a soft, ethereal light.
You realize with a start what you're looking at. It's the old orbital elevator. Long destroyed but here it was, rising anew from the ground as if by some miracle.
"Is this really happening?" Elara whispers, her voice filled with awe.
You nod, too stunned to speak. You never thought you'd see something like that again, let alone watch the old one being reborn before you.
As you and Elara stand there, watching in awe, the structure continues to grow, its base expanding as it stretches higher and higher. It's as if the very earth is giving birth to this colossal tower, the ground parting to reveal its hidden wonders.
Your neighbors begin to emerge from their homes, drawn by the spectacle. They gather in small groups, murmuring in disbelief as they witness the impossible. You catch snatches of conversation, fragments of their amazement and fear.
"Is this… Is this really happening?"
"Look at that thing! It's… it's reaching the stars!"
"By the gods, I never thought I'd see something like this in my lifetime."
You share their disbelief, but there's something else stirring within you, an overwhelming sense of wonder. The world you once knew was a place of miracles and horrors, where the impossible was made possible. And now, here you are, witnessing the rebirth of something that had been lost for so long.
As the tower rises, you notice something even more astonishing. High above, in the dark expanse of space, something stirs. The long-derelict space stations, once floating aimlessly in the void, begin to move. It's as if they're being drawn to the tower, responding to some invisible force.
The stations, once broken and lifeless, now seem to come alive. You watch in awe as they slowly begin to repair themselves, pieces of metal and machinery shifting and aligning. It's a sight you never thought you'd see, the dead relics of the past returning to life.
The tower continues to grow, its peak now lost in the darkness of space. And as it does, the space stations draw closer, aligning themselves with the structure. You can barely believe what you're seeing.
"It's like they're coming together," Elara says, her voice filled with wonder. "Like they're rebuilding something… something incredible."
You nod, unable to tear your eyes away from the sight. You watch as the space stations continue to move, aligning themselves with the growing tower. It's as if they're guided by some unseen hand, each piece falling perfectly into place. The night sky is now filled with the soft glow of the stations, their lights flickering like distant stars.
And then, as if by some grand design, the stations begin to connect with one another. Metal beams and cables stretch across the void, linking the stations together in a vast, intricate web. The sight is breathtaking, a ring of light forming around the planet, connecting the orbital elevator to the stars.
"It's the Ring of Iron," you whisper, barely able to believe your own words.
Elara gasps, her eyes wide with awe. "The Ring of Iron… I thought it was just a myth."
But it's no myth. The Ring of Iron was once a marvel of human engineering, a network of space stations and orbital elevators that encircled the planet. It was destroyed during the revolt, its remains left to drift aimlessly in space. But now, before your very eyes, it's being restored.
You watch as the final connections are made, the space stations locking into place around the planet. The ring is complete, a circle of light that spans the heavens. It's a sight that fills you with a sense of awe and hope, a reminder of what humanity is capable of.
But the miracle isn't over. As you stare up at the ring, you notice something even more incredible. On the horizon, more lights begin to glow, three in total. They're distant, but growing brighter by the second.
"It's happening again," you say, your voice trembling with excitement.
Elara follows your gaze, her eyes widening as she sees the lights. "Are those…?"
"Yes," you reply, barely able to contain your excitement. "More elevators. They're rebuilding more elevators."
And sure enough, the lights on the horizon grow brighter, revealing the same phenomenon that you witnessed earlier. Three more towers are rising from the ground, each one piercing the heavens and reaching for the stars. They're growing rapidly, just like the first, and you can see the space stations aligning with them, forming new connections.
The Ring of Iron is expanding, the network of towers and stations growing larger with each passing moment. It's a sight that leaves you breathless, a miracle unfolding before your eyes.
As the night wears on, you and Elara remain outside, unable to tear yourselves away from the spectacle. The three new elevators rise quickly, their peaks vanishing into the darkness of space. And as they do, the space stations continue to align, forming a vast network that spans the entire planet.
The Ring of Iron is no longer just a single circle. It's becoming a complex web of connections, a network of towers and stations that link the planet to the stars. You can hardly believe what you're seeing, the restoration of a marvel that was thought lost forever.
The entire process takes only a few hours, but it feels like an eternity. Time seems to slow down as you watch the miracle unfold, each moment filled with a sense of wonder and awe. You've lived through so much, seen so many horrors, but this… this is something different. This is hope, pure and unfiltered.
As the final connections are made and the Ring of Iron is fully restored, you can feel a change in the air. It's as if the very planet is breathing a sigh of relief, the weight of the past lifted from its shoulders. The world is still broken, still scarred by the events of the revolt, but this… this is a sign that things can be rebuilt, that the future is not as bleak as it once seemed.
The sky above is now filled with golden light, the Ring of Iron glowing like a beacon of hope. You turn to Elara, a smile spreading across your face.
"We did it," you say, your voice filled with emotion. "We survived long enough to see this."
She nods, tears in her eyes. "I never thought I'd live to see something like this," she says, her voice trembling. "It's a miracle."
You both stand there for a moment, taking in the sight of the restored ring. It's a symbol of what humanity can achieve, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there is still hope.
But the night isn't over yet. As you turn to go back inside, you notice something on the television screen inside. The news is on, the reporter's voice barely audible over the sound of the crowd outside. You move closer, turning up the volume to hear what's being said.
"And in a stunning turn of events, reports are coming in from all over the planet of similar phenomena," the reporter says, her voice filled with excitement. "It appears that the Ring of Iron has been restored, with all four orbital elevators as well. This incredible event has left experts baffled, with no clear explanation as to how such a feat was accomplished except for the actions of his div……Lord Lorgar."
The reporter continues, her voice trembling with emotion. "This… this is a Divine miracle. There's no other word for it. The world has witnessed something truly extraordinary tonight, and the implications of this event are still unknown. But one thing is clear, humanity has been given a second chance, a chance to rebuild and to reach for the stars once again."
You turn off the television, your heart pounding with excitement. The world has changed tonight, and you were there to witness it. The Ring of Iron, the orbital elevators, the restored space stations, it's all a sign that the future is bright, that humanity can overcome even the darkest of times.
You step back outside, joining the crowd of neighbors who have gathered to watch the spectacle. The sky above is now filled with Golden light. And as you stand there, surrounded by friends and loved ones, you can't help but feel a sense of awe and gratitude.
You've lived through so much, seen so many horrors, but tonight… tonight was different. Tonight, you witnessed a miracle, a sign that the world can be rebuilt, that humanity can reach for the stars once again. And as you look up at the restored ring, you know that this is just the beginning, a new chapter in the story of humanity, one filled with hope and possibility.
The future is bright, and you're ready to face it, no matter what challenges lie ahead.
GAIN
Ring of Iron and 4 Orbital Space Elevators. Turn End rewards will be issued in subsequent updates.
Next update may be delayed as I need time to set up the space around the planet and some encounters. I have a rough outline but need to take into account your planet's advantages.
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Yzarc
The Spark of Madness
I actually rolled for that. Between the miracle, because that is what it was, and the roll, well, people are having a hard time not worshiping Lorgar.
Will not reveal the roll but it will not be a problem though.
- Location
- London
Lorgar is never going to beat the allegations is he?
What you expected with one man rebuilding planet size structure? Like mechanicum proclaimed Big E Omnisaish with less
Nothing quite like the power of Fucking Magic (TM) to speed up your quest for the stars. The other primarchs particularly the technologically inclined are going to either love or hate us, but either way they are not going to let us live it down.
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Lorgar could easily become a god but he refused
At least he will have something to bond with the emperor about as try to find a way to stop being worshiped
Lorgar: See the solution is to explain to them that they are gods too, everything is gods.
Emperor: *considers materialistic ideology be built up*... *looks at fucking Ring of Iron* Sure son, we'll work something out.
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- Pronouns
- He/Him/His
To clarify: It was only a shard of the Void Dragon, rather than straight-up the Void Dragon? IIRC C'tan *shards*, while powerful, are still at least theoretically killable by conventional force, rather than requiring a (semi-literal) Deus Ex Machina to bind (not even kill IIRC).
Yes, it is a Shard below the Noctis Labyrinth, a big one that does not have a Necron leash on it, but very much a shard.
Yzarc
The Spark of Madness
Malcador: Damn it. Another thing to add to the list.Lorgar: See the solution is to explain to them that they are gods too, everything is gods.
Emperor: *considers materialistic ideology be built up*... *looks at fucking Ring of Iron* Sure son, we'll work something out.
Malcador is overworked as it is. Perhaps Lorgar could help him with something XD
Is Lorgar still smallish? I mean battle in worldwound was hardest fight in his life but aside from it he was mostly safe, well compared to canon
Yzarc
The Spark of Madness
Almost fully grown. His last growth will hit him whdn he is reunited with his legion and takes command.
The 1000 do not count unless you get more than what the leguon has. So he needs to meet and commznd at least 51% of his gene-sons to hit that last growth.
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- Pee Pee Poo Poo
What if we merge whatever DAOT tech stuff we find into current Colchis later on? Wouldn't that result in something unique since what we have in Colchis is already unique & different from many other places in the galaxy?
Oh, I am somewhat sad about it
- Location
- Pennsylvania
…damnit we're gonna end up with a schism of a different sort on Mars with half of Mars claiming Lorgar is the Omnissiah and the other half claiming it's the Emperor…
By the way still hoping we bump into the Leagues of Votann and all their DAOT tech. We know the 30k Imperium did at one point. The Old lore for the Mk3 power armor specifically says it was made to fight in the Squat homeworlds and the Squats were retconned into being the same as the Leagues, however judging by the tech they used against the Imperium they must've been a less advanced peripheral member of the Leagues that lost their Votann AI, and then got absorbed into the Imperium after they agreed to accept the Emperor as either a living ancestor/Votann or a guardian of their ancestors.
Yzarc
The Spark of Madness
DToA tech from this point on will mostly be +versions of what you have. By unique, I mean things like Nostromos being made of Adamantium, Fdnris and Mundus's Worldspirits etc.
TBH, Colchis advantage, like Medusa was supposed to be a ring of iron only. But you picked Defiler so you got Spirits with an injured and nearly dead worldspirit as z starting main quest.
And then the Mask of Winters was so kind as to raise vast swaths of the population making their souls accessible for true resurrection.
Lorgar:*motions to dead eyed bureaucrat Akuma*
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Every time I hear miracles and worship for Lorgar I just think of that Monty python skit of messiah.