AO speaks and from his mouth, a realm appears, The Eternal Realm, wherein the new gods and goddesses slumbered until the time of Awakening!

The first to emerge appeared to be a large block of multicolored clay, and yet it spoke! "I am Perenna, embodiment of everlasting change." To demonstrate this concept, she molded herself, similarly to how one would mold clay, into the shape of lion. "I look forward to painting on the canvas laid before us."

Stirring from his deep slumber, Bjornrogn roused slowly.  Shaking his massive head as though to clear the foggyness from him.  He rises to his feet, his massive form towering over the others, at least twice as vast as they.  His great ursine head turning to regard the one of shifting clay, he snuffles, the exhales deeply.  "I am Bjornrogn."  He states in a deep, slow voice.  As though considering his words even as he speaks them.  His brown eyes deep, and discerning as he looks upon them.  His mottled black and tawny fur shaggy on his powerful form.

A shapeless, formless, colorless swirl of two energetic motes appeared; they are only perceptible as being a godly thing by other gods.

"We are grateful to be here." The formless pair spoke in a soundless voice that vibrated in unison. "You know who we are."

Perenna then molded herself into this form and welcomed her siblings. "Greetings, siblings, I believe the time for change will come soon. Emptiness is just so... tedious."

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A Die rolled onto a table and shifted itself into a man



"My, My The Game of Life will begin soon. Fellow Gods, Anyone want to make a bet?"

In reply to Cungto (msg # 6):

Molding herself into the image of a floating sword, Perenna asked, "Ah, but what have we to wager?"

A pile of coins of indeterminate origin or value along with scripts of illegible type swirl into the form of a pyramid of green, a large unblinking eye observing its surroundings.

"There is only one thing we have, and indeed one thing we can hold to intrinsic value... Power."

The form considers for a moment. "Well, that and an Identity are all we can truly be said to possess, I suppose."

"Quite Right, thats the Hook of it, Pluctocrus. Power, and there's always the possibility we could gamble some of our power, either via favors, or by a simple gifting of it. Of Course a bet doesn't need a wager, but where's the fun in that?" The Die of the man, replied.
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"Hmmm.....". The massive, bear-like entity rumbles.  "It could be said that we are Power.". He says, his deep voice heavy and slow.  His deep eye full of thought, as he observes the other Dieties and the void around them.

"What then would be the contest you are proposing?" Insofar as a faceless entity could, the pyramid seemed to be affecting interest.

"As the formation of the future will be at our hands, individually or collectively, I could see such wagers being respective of such Power. A debt of cooperation or opposition even if one would otherwise lean a different way, as it were," Durehan voices from the shadows about his being.

"There are two positions we gain at the end of Every Aeon, The Alpha and Omega. Why dont we try to bet on who will become the Omega? He humbly suggests. A far trickier position to aim for then Alpha would be for the fellow gods.
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Adopting the form of a little girl with short blonde pigtails, small blue eyes, fair skin, and a cute blue dress, Perenna chimed, "Based on first impressions? Possibly our brother Bjornogn. I myself do not expect to rank highly." she said this in hopes of easing any offense her ursine brother may take to that.

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Forming his own image, that of an old wizard, Thackus seems to create himself from the Void.
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"While, I would not at this point bet on who will be the Omega, I WOULD be willing to bet against some getting it." The pyramid nods daintily. "I will be willing to bet I do not achieve such a position.."

It would be interesting to see how the others interpreted that, and whether Cungto would be willing to arrange everyone else in such a way that Plutocrus WOULD be the Omega.

In reply to Plutocrus (msg # 16):
The Die laughed, heartily and Happily wealth sought no risk in his ventures. That sounded great, but even Cungto was cognizant enough it was idiotic to do so.
"Ah a Suckers Bet. Hoping to gain something with no risk to yourself? Now that's exactly what I should expect from you." Yeah there was no Way any one would be able to go for that bet.
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In reply to Bjornrogn (msg # 10):

"Ah, the Bear. You have done the most impressive thing, to me. More than all the other's actions, which are all nonetheless quite impressive."

"Tell me, why did you decide to create magic so raw?"
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an eyebrow raised over Putocrus's one eye and then waggled in amusement. "Not NO Risk. Though, I would have found it very amusing if you had tried to manipulate everyone into working together to make me lose that bet."

He pondered for a moment. "If it's a question of odds, 8 of us appear to have manifested here for the discussions, and those 2 act as one." He gestured at Humilis and Pax.  "Therefore would 5 to one odds tempt you more? Or would you hold out for no house edge?"
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Jarrok's massive form shimmered into being inside the Eternal Realm, next to Durehan. He had seen his brother's gift, and wished to repay him. Holding up the hand in which he smashed the crystaline orb, he plucked a single shard that had stayed lodged in his palm. Green and purple in hue, it sparkled with posiblity and the power within it. He held it out towards Durehan, 'Thank you'. The words rumbled, as shifting stone and falling rock, deep and slow.
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Turning to Durehan while looking like a flying brown leather-bound book, Perenna thanked her brother for the moons. "These give us ample opportunity to let our creativity flow."

Durehand gave a nod of thanks to Jarrok, accepting one of the shards, then another nod to Perenna as he addressed the others in turn.


"While we may work in shared concert on this new world, perhaps even in contest in terms of interests at some point, I felt this would be a good means for us to have our own private area to do as we wish. But still close at hand so that we might keep a watchful eye on what has been wrought and continue our efforts. Shape them as you individually wish, of course," he noted.

In reply to Plutocrus (msg # 19):

"It is far Easier to not Achieve something then it is to Achieve Something. Bet your cards on the losers of conflict, choose Weak Cards if you do manage to win, Squander your power instead of Enhance yourself. It isn't an 7 to 1 odds, it's far less then that. Even if you were to lose hqoever you'd still be gaining the possession of Omega which is a benefit all by itself.   "

As Cungto listened all he could think was, six, six, six, number of the die.</Orange>"I am listening, to all proposals, "</Orange> Turning to the other wager, </Orange> "I will accept the Bet for The Bear to Win Omega. If I can sponsor myself in turn." </Orange>

In reply to Thackus (msg # 18):


Bjornrogn looks long at Thackus, his deep brown eyes like pools of water endless deep, yet piercing in their discernment.  At last he speaks, his deep voice ponderous and slow.  "All.. that.. is.. built.. must.. have.. a.. foundation.". After a long pause for Thackus to think on his answer, he continues.  "Now.. I.. have.. a.. question.. for.. you..". He states.  "Why.. did.. you.. create.. the.. Charm.. and.. Words.. to.. limit.. the.. Power.. I.. put.. in.. to.. Existence..?"

In reply to Bjornrogn (msg # 25):

"Ah. I did no such thing, wise Bjornrogn. I can't recreate your same own magic. This magic is the Charm Of Making."
"What this Charm of Making does is shape magic instantaneously. What I basically did was mine your raw magic like a gold vein of other planes."
"Spell casting and incantations are meant for gaining knowledge and power over the Cosmos."
"Since your power is boundless I didn't believe you would object to me borrowing a small portion of it, for this single Charm. I used both your raw Magic and my own life force."
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In reply to Thackus (msg # 26):

Bjornrogn thinks long on the words of Thackus, his deep brown eyes seeming to drink the meanings of Thackus' words in to fathomless wella.  Then, Like a deep river, with unseen currents, his ponderous voice speaks.  "An.. interesting.. thought.., Father.. of.. Spells..." . He pause, letting the depth of his words settle upon Thackus.  "A.. hasty.. ACT.., but.. worthy.". He thinks again, judging Thackus with his piercing eyes.  Then, after long thought, he speaks.  "I.. have.. not.. finished.. crafting.. that.. Power...  Its.. force.. is.. yet.. a.. fraction.. of.. what.. it.. will.. be..."

After their conversation, the two mage gods, went about their own days for a while. Returning to the Eternal Realm, both they and the other assembled had later agreed to unite as one. The Pantheon. All gods. The one assembly of gods. Thus, it was the world below's destiny to worship and pay obeisance to these. Thackus, Creator of Souls was the Arbitor. The one who had come to the conclusion, that all the gods join as one. Yet all gods did not agree. Not yet.

This was not just good for his own personal agendas. Nor was it merely for the good of the Cosmos it'self, yet, it was good for all. At first, through much inner deliberation, Thackus knew that this Order, the Cosmic Order should rightfully reign over the material universe, and beyond, as well.

Thackus was arrogant but not a fool. He would rightfully invoke the name of the great AO. The Ancient One. "Ancient One, I implore you, please, let down your blessings upon us."
"I, Thackus, partition you, please become our All Father. Please guide us in our destiny, as gods over the Cosmos."

"Yet, I request the words of the others. Those who have not yet given voice to this Council of the Gods."
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 _{The spirit of AO swept down from the place where Gods come from then}
^{and took a shadowy shape, for he encompassed all and all was darkly lit still...}

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 "I am ETERNITY, the Alpha and Omega..."


        The Ancient One pauses before each of the deities, assessing their wills and the balance they eschew both within
and towards one another. "Young Deities, be welcome in this Void, for it is yours, granted you by your
All-Father. Respect this gift and you will have my blessing for all time, always..."


        Then he sweeps up to look down upon the assembledge of Godly creatures, then did the voice of AO boom
across the skies "Speak now your oath of Pantheon! For in this oath lies all creation, breaking it will in turn,
break creation ... However in it, powerful rewards! Pledge now your Oath!"


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"I pledge my sacred honor, to the Council Of Gods. My honor towards the Great All Father, and to the glory of the Cosmos."
"May I Council the gods, and the mortals below, my wisdom, my knowledge, and my magic."

"I, Durehan, will also pledge myself to this Pantheon. A joining of will and power for the betterment of creation and what wonders we bring forth over time. To let our combined strength shape a greater existence," Durehan spoke up as well, lending his voice to the growing consensus.

"I Cungto God if Gamblers, and Games. Luck, and Misfortune. say sure why not to the proposal. And place my hand in the ring.  "

"The Wealth and Financial Acumen of Plutocrus shall likewise be pledged to this cause."

"I pledge the changes my power brings to the Pantheon." For this vow, Perenna takes the shape of a musk ox.

Bjornrogn thinks long on this pledge, before uttering the words that will construct the binding of it.  "I.. pledge.. my.. support.. to.. this.. Council.. of.. Gods.. as.. a completely.. equal.. member.., for.. so.. long.. as.. my.. pledge.. is.. reciprocated...". His deep, heavy, voice ponderous as he speaks.

  "Then it is done!"

  "Like ACTs what's done can never be undone, though your paths may diverge, your pledge must always remain."

 AO conjures a realm for the gods to relax in. A large garden composed of the new trees and grasses and all their ilk to grow in small clusters here and there, using an expertly trained eye for design. It provided a stone-hewn forum in the center from which the gods may counsel and reign.

   AO then retreats to the place where gods are born to await new ACTs.
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Turning into a white tiger, Perenna laid herself upon the floor and purred contently. "What changes we have brought in such little time! I heartily applaud each of you."

A contained storm appeared, "Hello My brothers and sisters. I have finally come to see the Eternal Realm." The storm seemed to look around, then gave a contented sigh, before continuing "The world has grown much and I'm impressed with how it is going."

In reply to Ayrmith (msg # 38):

"Me too. I'm Thackus, the god of wisdom, knowledge and magic."
"Ayrmith, it's glad to see another sibling has not fallen."

The storm around Ayrmith paused, then Ayrmith looked at Thackus, “I think it was a lot closer then I would like to think about. I started with a focus on the air, and now I’m trying to grow into something more.” The storm started to return, “I thought that giving all the creatures emotions was interesting, I’m not sure how that will help them in the future. I understand higher intelligence life forms, but how does that help the Squirrels, or the Firebirds?”

In reply to Ayrmith (msg # 40):

It will ease them into higher phases of Evolution. Rather than a god guiding them directly through their power, perhaps this is a gift to Ao to further the species over long periods of time?

Ayrmith’s form seem to flicker for a moment as he thought, looking through the mortal world. “I see that you and the other gods, have taken creation slowly working on each step carefully and maliciously. Building the foundation for evolution, with only a few creatures created already fully developed.”
Ayrmith’s form returned as he spoke again, “Perhaps I have rushed my plans for the slimes. Or perhaps I didn’t prepare the path in the world for the slimes to become what I wanted.” He nodded as he kept speaking, “I’m not sure if I can stay true to this plan to watch the world develop mainly through evolution, though I think I can try…” His tone shifting to a hint of uncertainty mixed with thoughtfulness at the end.

     "The End of the Beginning soon arrives my children, three will be the number of ACTs left us in the Age after this, the 7th Day."
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Ayrmith frowned at the loss of his card, and the challenge was lost. He thought on how he should use his remaining cards, and the power of his act. He knew that it would be more complicated the he had first planned. He split himself in two, for he would need to act in both realms at the same time.


Both of the Ayrmiths activate their powers at the same time, forging the path, and the way to ascend it.  before rejoining together in the divine realm.

     "The End of the Age draws near my Godlings, finish you plans soon for the time when we rest."

Dadacar does not speak often. When he does now it fills the void with the low susurration of a just kindled flame.

"Kin," he says, addressing Humilis and Pax, "Is this experiment wise? These humans you've brought into existence seem ill-equipped to flourish in a world so dangerous."

Unspoken, as he would seldom consider challenging his family, Dadacar was concerned about Humilis and Pax statement that something created by the Gods could have an opinion OF the gods.

"They will thrive. Or they will not." Pax was the first to reply to Dadacar.
"Like any other animal, they will live and die in multitudes. They will experience triumph and sadness. They will exalt, and they will despair." Humilis joined his sister in their mutual response.
"... and every trial they endure, will be our collective responsibility. How they feel about their trials will be up to each of us." Pax gestured both at the joined godly pair, to Dadacar, and toward all the other gods in attendance in the void.
"At first it will be very difficult for them, but the tools exist for them to rise. These tools: magic, technology, and faith... are already present in the void, and in time, we will give them more."
Pax nodded.
"They will grow, and there are no limits to that growth except those that Ao imposes. Are we not also limited by the same force? By the same will?"
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"I'm Sorry Humilis, and Pax. I do not see why we should care for if Humans find us Worthy or not. Creation is but a game to me and I'm sure the others here, and thus I fail to see how Humans judging us to be whatever they see us as, will ever be something newsworthy. For we are the ones that create their tools. It is like an An ordinary Ant worrying the Unicorns. They don't exist on the same level of power as each other. The only reason they might worry is because of compassion. 
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Ayrmith appeared near the others, his storm shrinking. He looked around focusing on Humilis and Pax and spoke, “Is it right for them to have such growth? For them to be a limitless as the gods? If they grow mightier then the animals, and plants around them? You already have acknowledged they will seek peace and war, what damages will they be able to bring? Will they wipe out races to gain resources, will they toppled the world to see a foe destroyed? With the power to judge gods comes the responsibility to act as we have. We haven’t had a true war, some disagreement, or imbalances in nature but we have always been willing to worked together. I fear if your race will manage the same.”

 

"The AGE draws to a close, my children, gather close, for the time is
now to expend your final ACTs upon the Void!"

Plutocrus smirks while watching Lerret. "Heh. That Minmax Spider. I like it. There's a being that knows what it wants and knows the cost of getting it."

Cungto agrees with Plutocrus, "There are many creatures in creation, The Black Cats, Salmon and Cornhash from a tin Can Eating Dogs, The Minmax Spider, The Lobsters, and so many more. but out of all of them, I do have to agree few can beat The Minmax Spider. Though all creatures in Existence have their positive points, Heck, even the Tome Borne have their positive points."
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"Rest well children for soon a NEW AGE will arise before us..."

"Rise now my Children, and behold our new world!"

As Alpha for this age, I must see to helping all of us succeed. There is a new god, and a threat to our works. We ourselves can not defend them while we sleep, however There is something i can try to help all of us with. I can initiate the Sacred Rite of the Alpha's Project for the first time, and I believe the focus to help Give Life a chance will be classes. I can grant all those that seek to help me in this endeavor An Act, or a Card based on their Choice. Cungto already tired of the Serious talk, turns into a die and rolls himself on the floor.

"I would like to see Life succeed; it would be a shame if all our work was undone so quickly."

As he awoke more and more from the torpor he had been in between ages, what Plutocrus saw of Lerret shocked and annoyed him. The world once so lively and vibrant is covered under ice and darkness. Great rings of ghosts and souls orbiting the planet, no place to go or god to care for them.

"I had Great Plans for this Age... I had thought of them in the time of the Last ACTs, and as my existence was in torpor, my mind reveled in the possibilities. Now I awake to find the world quite changed, and in need of much work before it will be ready for a Great Plan."

His previous off the cuff response to Cungo now seemed flippant and irreverent in the face of what the mortals were suffering and the loss of most of what had come before.


"It may be that we need to check this thing from the bottom up. See exactly what all has been done to our worlds and creations."

"Life endures despite all the hardship and pain." Pax appeared in the realm of the gods. Where before she took no form, Pax now appeared to the other gods as a great feathered serpent, a coatl, but mountainous in size and sporting nine pairs of wings instead of the one belonging to their mortal creations.

"We are proud of our children. All of them. But we agree with Plutocrus, that intervention may be required." Humilis entered after his sister, appearing as an older human man, frail and very very small next to his sibling. But his eyes shown with a great divine purpose.

"There is much to do, and dear Cungto, we will take you up on your offer. An act to define and improve one class in particular." Both siblings said together, nodding toward the god of games.

Ayrmith awoke inspired, he had a new aspect to represent life. Hearing Cungto’s offer he knew that he would take her up on the offer later. For now, he knew that he would need to act on his plans to start bring balance to the world. He frowned at the The Great Eel, a direct concertation to remove it would be satisfying, but dangerous, and leave the world vulnerable to another incident.

After a few moments Ayrmith split himself, he would need to act in the divine realm and the mortal realm at the same time again to give his ACTs the correct power and the right connection to the card that he would need to play.

"I.. will.. help.. you.. when.. I.. return...".  Bjornrogn states to Cungto, then walks into the void.
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In sleep, Dadacar appeared as a great pillar of frozen flame. His awakening was only slightly less dramatic then his birth, exploding in a million shards of frozen flame, scattering the pieces across time and space.

He listens to Cungto's words. Dadacar is...hesitant.

Too much influence by the gods would make existence weak, and lazy. It would be easy for Dadacar and his siblings to offer all manner of boons to the sentient and living creatures of existence. But would that really help them, or just make them more reliant on the gods?

At the same time, he appreciated the fire of hope. Without hope, there was no flame to fan. Without hope, there was no striving for greatness.

Still, having the gods put their focus on one aspect, of one planet...

"No." he intoned in a voice that hissed like boiling stone, "No dear Cungto, I will not participate. I will not stand in the way, but let Lerret survive on its own. We have given them enough tools for now. I will turn my attention elsewhere."

"Come Now, even if you do believe they'll receive enough support, The Priests could help you deal with a separate problem, of the Soul ring. I suppose that's of no concern of yours Either. Or doing so much other stuff, You could even make them enemies of Humanity for all I care. Even Strife can help them grow after all. "

The flames hissed and spat as if they'd been doused with water. Dadacar considered the blanket of white souls peppers the solar system. He also considered the failings of his servant Lytek to prevent this.

Constancy was not in his nature. Nor was he inclined to lend over much support that may inevitably create dependency, weakness and stagnation.

However, Cungto's words did ring true.

"For now," he spoke in tones of smoldering peat and ash, "For now, perhaps dear Cungto, our aims are aligned."

An errant comet nearly drew Dadacar away onto his next mercurial project, but with great effort he drew himself back to Cungto, and Lerret,

"I will help you."

His plans for the rest of the universe would have to wait.

Ayrmith, moved back to the divine realm hearing Dadacar and Cungto talking. Ayrmith spoke to Cungto, “ I heard your offer before I went to start my project with the slimes.” He paused looking down to the slimes wondering if they would be able to fill the role he had for them.

Then his focus shifted back to what he was saying, “You said that classes would be the key to saving lives. Is your offer only to help modify, and increase the power of the class system? I have already modified the Lord class and at this time I don’t think I can add more to it.” He debated the idea but really didn’t feel he had much to contribute to the class at this time.

Then Ayrmith though and spoke, “For Dadacar you offer the ring of souls as a project, what project would you suggest for me? ” Ayrmith didn’t promise anything but he would be interested to see what they might mention, it might truly inspire a great projet of it’s own.

"The project must relate to classes in Some Way, However, You Have fully fleshed out the Lords, but have ignored your Other Class The Ayrsmiths. What would you do to flesh them out? You have claimed them as your own, and they are but a basic entry, could you not breathe The Air of life into them? Perhaps you have ideas, that you dismissed in the Lord class more appropriate for another? " Cungto Suggested.
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"About the physical darkness and cold freezing Lerret..."

Plutocrus pointed at the large eel blocking Lerret from the Sunstar.

"Do you think it's being maintained by that thing's presence? By removing it, could we bring warmth and light back to Lerret?"

Ayrmith nodded, scanning the mortal realm seeing the effects that is ACT’s had had on the slimes. He gave a minor frown. He hadn’t predicted it working out quite as it had, but he could still work them to the task.

Ayrmith’s form seemed to glow with a pulse of energy. Ayrsmiths wes a class he hadn’t focused on. Perhaps there were some powerful modifications that he could make to the class, allowing it to become a powerful force in the world. “I see, Ayrsmiths. I could help grow that class but it will take some time. I will need to set up the ground work, create a few things.” He paused for a minute, before seemingly refocusing. “First I must finish my slime project, I feel that they might help to rebalance the elemental chaos down below.”

Then Ayrmith turned facing Plutocrus, “I don’t think that simply. I assume removing an Avatar will be a complicated task because it's the rouge god's. I have a feeling that we will need to strengthening the races, as well as take practical steps to add our power to the world. So that when the time comes to act we will have bonuses that are unmatched by the other god.”

Dadacar expanded outward in a swirling spiral of joy, incinerating unknown solar systems in his mirth.

When the cosmic firestorm subsided and Dadacar had regained his composure he addressed Cungto in a ton replete with admiration.

"Thank you, dear Cungto, you have given me a wonderful idea."

Bjornrogn ambles back to the home of the gods, his great strides carrying his powerful body forward.  His one brown eye glowing with a deep light, his other eyes missing, and from the hole a stench  rises.  His powerful body covered in scars, he observes what the gods have wrought during his sacrifice.

Plutocrus was slow to rise from his torpor. "Ah, what has happened this time?" He cast his unblinking gaze over the worlds seeing what had happened in their absence.

What he saw dekighted and then disappointed him in equal measure. "My, that was a lot of wars and Death. Clearly something must be done. And poor Lerret suffers under the work of people. This cannot be sustainable."

With his resolve set, he goes off to set in motion his plans to save Lerret and possibly all the worlds.