“This is bullshit! The world is completely fucked! When I killed God the
well was dry! When I murdered my brothers they slumped to the ground
and bled out! When I gutted my sisters they did not even cry! And now I
must live? And now I must live still?”
Back then, you understand, they didn’t have what we have now, cards and monsters and modern duels. They only had the weapons of the Gods themselves and so that’s what they dueled with. Naturally, the earth ate them all very quickly.
They said, you can't really lose when you're a behemoth crushing everyone, but it's also really easy. They said, don't you want your victory to mean something? I laughed- apparently I did not.
And so to that self-consuming serpent I said: You must choose, Orobouros, you must choose. Here is how to end the cycle- bite through or let go.
Before the sheltered peoples woke, the Lonely spent eons in the dark. They sang together in that blackness beneath the earth, building the world that their nephews and nieces would inherit. They shared what little they had, took reserved joy in community and purpose, and listened to the hum of MotherFather in the walls. They built great towers, and cramped tunnels, and dripping hydrofarms and buzzing server racks. They carved apart the corpses of their parents until nothing remained but stories, and then they used those stories to build even more. But when the people woke from their long sleep, they looked at what the Lonely had done, and said with concern, “There’s no way for a coke-addicted maniac to get rich quick in an economy like this!”
This was new- they cut the rose and brought it to the others to show. But the other gods did not know which thorn had pricked the first, and so they thought to hold a contest- which thorn was the strongest of the rose, to draw divine blood? The first thing the gods did, of course, was place bets.
Corpse-breath, rattle-voice said they: I see now- a strange game.
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Because I'm shamelessly stealing every last scrap of this concept and idea from somewhere else I will also steal the idea of posting a class at the end of all this from the much better version of the TBD/A2A ripoff successor, Cath Celdaenn. Go look at it, it's cool.
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Character Creation
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Character Creation