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07-12-2017, 12:27 PM
THE GODS
The black smoke that encircled Helovia had not just pushed the Helovian's towards the Spectral Marsh and Kaos, it had kept the Gods out. They could feel Kaos' power rising and growing, but were helpless to intercede. Instead they watched as a bubble only their eyes could perceive wound its way around the continent, creating some sort of funnel that began in the marshes and was seemingly without end.
"Some sort of wormhole." The God of time grunted, his voice unnaturally calm and disjointed. "Call it whatever you like, but find us a way through!" Hissed the Goddess, her body covered in a surprising layer of sweat.
The God of the Sun, having pondered this very question for days now as Kaos' forces grew, bowed his elegant head. "I can break it, but only for a moment. You three will have to be swift.' Glancing up sharply, the God of the Earth had only time to mutter, "Brother!" Before the palomino burst from the skies like a raging comet. His divine body began to peel away and the pure energy of his soul was released. In a blast that would otherwise have destroyed all of Helovia he plummeted, his fiery sacrifice opening a small whole in the shield Kaos' had created to keep them out. Wasting no time the remaining three Gods hurled themselves through the opening, but they were almost too late. Even the God of the Sun's sacrifice did not prove strong enough to overcome Kaos, and as the three Gods entered the blackened skies of Helovia, they could already feel their powers waning.
Even so, they came. They had created this world and despite many misunderstandings of their methods and motives, they loved every single creature within it. They would not allow it to be destroyed.
"ENOUGH OF THIS." The God of the Earth cried, appearing much more weary and mortal than he had ever looked before. Kaos didn't even flinch. Looking over towards the large earthen God, Kaos only smirked. "Oh no, I am just getting started."
Together, the remaining three Gods concentrated their wills and directed a powerful team of power and energy towards Kaos. A bright white light coalesced around him until it became too bright to see. The Gods grunted, their muscles shaking and their eyes tightly closed with their combined efforts. But as the light began to fade, a noise was heard.
It started low, like the very bottom octaves of a cello, before rising up, higher and higher and louder and louder. A malicious and bone-chilling crescendo of laughter.
As the light faded entirely, Kaos was revealed to be preciously where he had been, completely unphased by the combined attacks of the Gods. His laughter rocked the earth, and the sky seemed to quake with the sound. "YOU SEE?" He chuckled, his voice a raucous peel of laughter. "You have lost. YOU. HAVE. LOST."
And for the first time, the God of the Moon, the Earth, and the Spark knew this to be true.
They had been beaten.
They had failed.
Even so, they were not without options. As if sharing one mind, they began to act. The God of the Spark cast bolt after bolt of lightning towards Kaos. He couldn't prevail over him, but he could damn well distract him. The Earth and the Moon focused on the portal, pouring their combined energy into it. As had happened with the Sun, their bodies began to break away with their efforts, revealing their pure divine energy below their physical bodies. The Goddess screamed and the Earth roared, but without the Spark and the Sun, they didn't have enough strength. "It isn't enough ... we cannot - " But then they were joined by another two. Isopia and Aithniel, while not Gods themselves, had enough divine blood in them for this. After all, this was precisely why they had been created, wasn't it? Focusing, both The Mountain that Knows and The Inquisitor began to lose their earthly bodies just as the Moon and Earth and Sun had. White light in equine form bled from their bones, and the black-teal mass of the rift began to glitter beautifully for a few moments.
"GO." Commanded the God of the Earth, his voice weak and wavery. "SAFE-- CAN'T - HOLD - FOR... LON-" He voice broke in and out as every last ounce of his strength was poured into the portal. He couldn't guarantee that they would make it through precisely as they were now, but they would be alive. And there would be something else as well: the strength they poured into the Rift would guarantee at least one small piece of Helovia would remain with them forever. One magic would be fixed to their souls, and that was something Kaos could never take away.
"Some sort of wormhole." The God of time grunted, his voice unnaturally calm and disjointed. "Call it whatever you like, but find us a way through!" Hissed the Goddess, her body covered in a surprising layer of sweat.
The God of the Sun, having pondered this very question for days now as Kaos' forces grew, bowed his elegant head. "I can break it, but only for a moment. You three will have to be swift.' Glancing up sharply, the God of the Earth had only time to mutter, "Brother!" Before the palomino burst from the skies like a raging comet. His divine body began to peel away and the pure energy of his soul was released. In a blast that would otherwise have destroyed all of Helovia he plummeted, his fiery sacrifice opening a small whole in the shield Kaos' had created to keep them out. Wasting no time the remaining three Gods hurled themselves through the opening, but they were almost too late. Even the God of the Sun's sacrifice did not prove strong enough to overcome Kaos, and as the three Gods entered the blackened skies of Helovia, they could already feel their powers waning.
Even so, they came. They had created this world and despite many misunderstandings of their methods and motives, they loved every single creature within it. They would not allow it to be destroyed.
"ENOUGH OF THIS." The God of the Earth cried, appearing much more weary and mortal than he had ever looked before. Kaos didn't even flinch. Looking over towards the large earthen God, Kaos only smirked. "Oh no, I am just getting started."
Together, the remaining three Gods concentrated their wills and directed a powerful team of power and energy towards Kaos. A bright white light coalesced around him until it became too bright to see. The Gods grunted, their muscles shaking and their eyes tightly closed with their combined efforts. But as the light began to fade, a noise was heard.
It started low, like the very bottom octaves of a cello, before rising up, higher and higher and louder and louder. A malicious and bone-chilling crescendo of laughter.
As the light faded entirely, Kaos was revealed to be preciously where he had been, completely unphased by the combined attacks of the Gods. His laughter rocked the earth, and the sky seemed to quake with the sound. "YOU SEE?" He chuckled, his voice a raucous peel of laughter. "You have lost. YOU. HAVE. LOST."
And for the first time, the God of the Moon, the Earth, and the Spark knew this to be true.
They had been beaten.
They had failed.
Even so, they were not without options. As if sharing one mind, they began to act. The God of the Spark cast bolt after bolt of lightning towards Kaos. He couldn't prevail over him, but he could damn well distract him. The Earth and the Moon focused on the portal, pouring their combined energy into it. As had happened with the Sun, their bodies began to break away with their efforts, revealing their pure divine energy below their physical bodies. The Goddess screamed and the Earth roared, but without the Spark and the Sun, they didn't have enough strength. "It isn't enough ... we cannot - " But then they were joined by another two. Isopia and Aithniel, while not Gods themselves, had enough divine blood in them for this. After all, this was precisely why they had been created, wasn't it? Focusing, both The Mountain that Knows and The Inquisitor began to lose their earthly bodies just as the Moon and Earth and Sun had. White light in equine form bled from their bones, and the black-teal mass of the rift began to glitter beautifully for a few moments.
"GO." Commanded the God of the Earth, his voice weak and wavery. "SAFE-- CAN'T - HOLD - FOR... LON-" He voice broke in and out as every last ounce of his strength was poured into the portal. He couldn't guarantee that they would make it through precisely as they were now, but they would be alive. And there would be something else as well: the strength they poured into the Rift would guarantee at least one small piece of Helovia would remain with them forever. One magic would be fixed to their souls, and that was something Kaos could never take away.
