Raise of dark gods

[Tjf]

@Tjf

Darkness... silence... stillness...

Vailar the deciver, might've been overjoyed when he found the crack to materium - finally he would escape the emptiness of the void and feast on the souls of mortals... Only for him to discover, that the crack to reality was somewhere underground in closed cave. So, Vailar discovered that his window to materium was locked. There was no one, nothing moving here. Moss was the highest developed creature in this cave...

So he waited.

And waited.

He continued waiting - time, was immaterial. She was eternal... the problem was there was a little chance... no, no chance at all, for someone to show here...

...

Vailar steared... someone was calling, giving her another anchor in reality! Another point!

It was not her who was summoned, but rather her concept~

How curious...

She moved, from the cave, to anchor...

She immediately realised, that she was in domain of another goddess... still unnoticed, but if she acted brazenly, the local diety could discover her...

She looked around - this were underground of light goddess temple... the darkness was lighted up by single candle. Kneelig in front of her, was a woman... her body was of nice proportions, but her head was hidden in the hood of her... robe. Only few red hair were visible. Her face was covered by the shadows, showing only outline of her chin...

Silent prayer escaped her mouth, as she spoke words... She was the one invoking the concept of dieciever... someone who, Vailar felt, was somehow connected to the goddess of this temple!

Before the woman stands a tall figure of grey flesh over gangly bones, no features on its face, or sexual organs down below. It faces the woman, somehow looking at her despite the lack of discernible eyes, and then begins to shimmer. Slowly, the image of a beautiful, older priestess begins to materialise, flesh rippling into clothing and curves, before settling and becoming indistinguishable from a human.

"You have called me, child." Her voice speaks melodiously. "Why?"

 

[majus]

Before the woman stands a tall figure of grey flesh over gangly bones, no features on its face, or sexual organs down below. It faces the woman, somehow looking at her despite the lack of discernible eyes, and then begins to shimmer. Slowly, the image of a beautiful, older priestess begins to materialise, flesh rippling into clothing and curves, before settling and becoming indistinguishable from a human.
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"You have called me, child." Her voice speaks melodiously. "Why?"

The woman's head snapped up. She froze as she looked at the... being in front of her, as it shifted, shaped, changed... she looked with fear... and awe.

"It worked..." She whispered, her face full of disbelieve and wonder. She looked at the goddess with wonder, before suddenly snapping of her wonder.

She fell on her knees, her forehead touching the floor.

"Oh, great one. Oh dark one... I beseach you - please, head my plea" She started, her voice cracking - there was desperation in it... but also fear. "I beg you, please, grant me beauty so I would be admired instead of scorned. Grant me grace, so I would not be clumsi anymore. Please, grant me confidence, so I would not be scorned anymore~" She started pleading.

 

[moonblack]

Zimmara waited, observing watching... she was still to weak to push her domain into materium. But... now she had an anchor... moving anchor... and maybe, just maybe, a prohetess~

Unfortunetly, she could not observe for long - her connection to materium was fragile and taxing. She witnessed part of travel, elf setting a camp, sleeping...

And then, there was morning - the sun started raising, throwing light on sleeping elf's face.

Once Alea started setting up camp Zimara stopped watching, feeling confident that her chosen would be fine and deciding to conserve her strength.

Finally, when she felt strong enough, the dark goddess materialized once more, finding herself behind the elf, who had already woken up. “Good morning, my dear! Sleep well?”

 

[Tjf]

The woman's head snapped up. She froze as she looked at the... being in front of her, as it shifted, shaped, changed... she looked with fear... and awe.

"It worked..." She whispered, her face full of disbelieve and wonder. She looked at the goddess with wonder, before suddenly snapping of her wonder.

She fell on her knees, her forehead touching the floor.

"Oh, great one. Oh dark one... I beseach you - please, head my plea" She started, her voice cracking - there was desperation in it... but also fear. "I beg you, please, grant me beauty so I would be admired instead of scorned. Grant me grace, so I would not be clumsi anymore. Please, grant me confidence, so I would not be scorned anymore~" She started pleading.

"Rise, child..." The goddess speaks, gently ushering the woman to her feet - she gains no power from idle praise, so it's best to act in a compassionate manner. Her expression is gentle and kind, though there's still a hint of her authority. "What you seek, I can provide. As you watched my form change, so too can I change your own, into whichever shape you desire. I can change the way you walk, the way you talk, the way the world sees you. All of this I can do. But there's a question of whether I will. What do you offer me, child?"

 

[merkros]

As she continued moving, speaking, swaying~ the dark elf was shivering. The unnatural presence was obviously influencing her somehow...

"I..." she swallowed. "I apologise for my intrusion... I will make myself scares, and not disturb you anymore, goddess..." the woman said, as she took a step back...

"Leave?" The goddess looked slightly surprised. "No no no, not yet." Her fingers wrapped around the dark elf head and neck. The vine-like appendages were not forceful, but tightened if she pulled away and prevented her from taking any more steps away. "You need my help, or you will end up right back here, or worse some place I cannot help. And I want yours. "

As she spoke, she moved around the captured elf. Her hand stayed on her face as her arm twisted with the goddesses movement and her tail wrapped around her lower legs. After a single orbit of her now captive audience she smiled. "I want you to hear what I hear and understand why I find it so beautiful."

Suddenly, she pulled the elf forward against her naked body and kissed her on the lips. She used the contact to push the knowledge and the beauty of The Evermarch onto her. So that she could hear what the goddess hears...at least while they were kissing. The kiss lasted for several seconds. It involved no tongue. Just the contact between their lips... although, Her free hand probed the elf's side and migrated across her clothes to her breast and the goddess's large breasts pressed against her.

Xiara wasn't quite sure what attracted her to the dark elf, but she surmised that it could be a purpose. An important one... and she enjoyed having contact with a mortal after so long. After several seconds of kissing her and letting the music flood her mind, she broke the kiss and released her grop on the elf's head and breast. Her hands moved to rest on her hips while the elf processed what just happened.

 

[majus]

Once Alea started setting up camp Zimara stopped watching, feeling confident that her chosen would be fine and deciding to conserve her strength.

Finally, when she felt strong enough, the dark goddess materialized once more, finding herself behind the elf, who had already woken up. “Good morning, my dear! Sleep well?”

"Ah!" Alea screamed as Zimara appeared right next to her. She fell on her ass and quickly crawled away. "Wha- wh0?!" She started bubbling in quick succession.

Finally her eyes locked on Zimara's face.

"You!" She exclaimed as she recognized the goddesses... or at least a person who freed her.

 

[majus]

"Rise, child..." The goddess speaks, gently ushering the woman to her feet - she gains no power from idle praise, so it's best to act in a compassionate manner. Her expression is gentle and kind, though there's still a hint of her authority. "What you seek, I can provide. As you watched my form change, so too can I change your own, into whichever shape you desire. I can change the way you walk, the way you talk, the way the world sees you. All of this I can do. But there's a question of whether I will. What do you offer me, child?"

As the woman got up, Vailar realised that there was something more to her face then natural ugliness... there was some kind of... curse? No... it was something else... a ritual kind of thing... puzzling... and troublesome... her blessing would overpower the curse - her's was divine magics... but it would weaken the woman.

As she got up... the woman gulped...

"I... I don't know." She looked at the goddess with growing fear. "What... what do you want?"

 

[moonblack]

"Ah!" Alea screamed as Zimara appeared right next to her. She fell on her ass and quickly crawled away. "Wha- wh0?!" She started bubbling in quick succession.

Finally her eyes locked on Zimara's face.

"You!" She exclaimed as she recognized the goddesses... or at least a person who freed her.

Zimara chuckled in amusement at the elf's reaction. “No need to be scared, my dear – I'm not going to hurt you... unless you ask me to~” She said in a sing-song voice as she looked down at Alea. “I hope you are enjoying my blessing – it should have made the cold much more bearable... Now, if you have calmed down, I'd like to talk and get to know you better. First of all, tell me, how did you end up here? I'm curious about your view of the events that delivered you to me...”

 

[majus]

"Leave?" The goddess looked slightly surprised. "No no no, not yet." Her fingers wrapped around the dark elf head and neck. The vine-like appendages were not forceful, but tightened if she pulled away and prevented her from taking any more steps away. "You need my help, or you will end up right back here, or worse some place I cannot help. And I want yours. "

As she spoke, she moved around the captured elf. Her hand stayed on her face as her arm twisted with the goddesses movement and her tail wrapped around her lower legs. After a single orbit of her now captive audience she smiled. "I want you to hear what I hear and understand why I find it so beautiful."

Suddenly, she pulled the elf forward against her naked body and kissed her on the lips. She used the contact to push the knowledge and the beauty of The Evermarch onto her. So that she could hear what the goddess hears...at least while they were kissing. The kiss lasted for several seconds. It involved no tongue. Just the contact between their lips... although, Her free hand probed the elf's side and migrated across her clothes to her breast and the goddess's large breasts pressed against her.

Xiara wasn't quite sure what attracted her to the dark elf, but she surmised that it could be a purpose. An important one... and she enjoyed having contact with a mortal after so long. After several seconds of kissing her and letting the music flood her mind, she broke the kiss and released her grop on the elf's head and breast. Her hands moved to rest on her hips while the elf processed what just happened.

As the... tentacl-vines wrapped around the woman, a whimper escaped her.

"What?" Elf looked at her surprised, hearing her words. "Mhm!" She moaned as she was kissed - then arched as divine powers surged through her body. Her eyes rolled back as she arched, her nipples hardeding, her juices squirting, covering her thighs with sex fluids, deep orgasmic moan escaping her mouth...

She fell on the floor, shaking as her body started changing... the changes were not much - only her ears started growing, becoming longer, sharper...

She lied on the ground, mouth twisted from pleasure.

Xiara sighted... the blessing took much of her... she would need to rest in the void for some time. But the deed was done. The dark elf was her anchor in materium. And she could always find her, when she came here next time...

 

[majus]

Zimara chuckled in amusement at the elf's reaction. “No need to be scared, my dear – I'm not going to hurt you... unless you ask me to~” She said in a sing-song voice as she looked down at Alea. “I hope you are enjoying my blessing – it should have made the cold much more bearable... Now, if you have calmed down, I'd like to talk and get to know you better. First of all, tell me, how did you end up here? I'm curious about your view of the events that delivered you to me...”

Alea slowly relaxed.

"Ah... yeah, I should have thanked you for your help." She got up and bowed her head, as she expressed her gratitude. This act seemed genuine. "And that magic trick you done, it really kept the cold away from me - thanks for that as well." She nodded her head. "Why did you not stay after freeing me- not that I am ungreatful. You probably head your business to take care of." She paused... but after a moment of uncomfortable silence she continued. "Want to eat breakfeast with me? I cought a rabbit..."

 

[Tjf]

As the woman got up, Vailar realised that there was something more to her face then natural ugliness... there was some kind of... curse? No... it was something else... a ritual kind of thing... puzzling... and troublesome... her blessing would overpower the curse - her's was divine magics... but it would weaken the woman.

As she got up... the woman gulped...

"I... I don't know." She looked at the goddess with growing fear. "What... what do you want?"

Interesting... Is she worth the trouble? "You have been cursed, child." Vailar strokes the woman's face, avoiding the question for now. "Do you know by whom? It cannot stop my power, but I do wonder who would go to the effort..." The goddess listens, before taking the woman's hand and leading her to where a mirror is illuminated by the candlelight. The woman sees her disfigured face transform, morphing into the faces of beautiful women to rival those at the temple. Then, her face returns to normal, Vailar revealing that what she showed was a mere illusion. "One of those faces, or any other you desire, can be yours. But this will form a bond between us. With the beauty I give you, you will rise far in the temple. I expect you to remember that it was I, Vailar, and not the lady of this temple, who helped you. I expect that when you pray to and give homage to the goddess of love and beauty, you will truly be worshipping and serving me. I expect you to be my eyes and ears. In return, all you've dreamed of will be yours."

 

[merkros]

As the... tentacl-vines wrapped around the woman, a whimper escaped her.

"What?" Elf looked at her surprised, hearing her words. "Mhm!" She moaned as she was kissed - then arched as divine powers surged through her body. Her eyes rolled back as she arched, her nipples hardeding, her juices squirting, covering her thighs with sex fluids, deep orgasmic moan escaping her mouth...

She fell on the floor, shaking as her body started changing... the changes were not much - only her ears started growing, becoming longer, sharper...

She lied on the ground, mouth twisted from pleasure.

Xiara sighted... the blessing took much of her... she would need to rest in the void for some time. But the deed was done. The dark elf was her anchor in materium. And she could always find her, when she came here next time...

The Goddess sighed from the exertion and looked down onto the Dark Elf panting on the ground. "Well, Maybe I overdid it a little...But enjoy your new gift." The goddess probed her mind out to call forth the snake that helped her previously, or another nearby serpent if she couldn't find that one. She imparted onto it the task of leading the dark elf out of the jungle to safety. "This snake will lead you to safety so that you don't expire inside of the jungle. I'm sure that we'll meet again."

Xiara let go of her physical form and slowly faded back into the void. The trees and various plantlife regained their composure and returned to their stretch towards the heavens, shrouding much of the light in the clearing again as the presence of the goddess disappeared.

 

[moonblack]

Alea slowly relaxed.

"Ah... yeah, I should have thanked you for your help." She got up and bowed her head, as she expressed her gratitude. This act seemed genuine. "And that magic trick you done, it really kept the cold away from me - thanks for that as well." She nodded her head. "Why did you not stay after freeing me- not that I am ungreatful. You probably head your business to take care of." She paused... but after a moment of uncomfortable silence she continued. "Want to eat breakfeast with me? I cought a rabbit..."

“You are welcome, my dear.” Zimara smiled at the elf. “Thank you for the offer, but that's not necessary. I am a goddess - yes, a real one - so I do not need to eat food. You can have the rabbit all to yourself – you will probably need the strength it will give you. I will stay and hear your story, though – I am curious about you...”

 

[Thorn_]

As he planted the kiss, with his blessing, Diana arched, her body shaking from pleasure - she all but fell on the ground, her body in orgasmic bliss, but still, every word he said, imprinted into her very soul~

And then... he left.

As her retreated bac to void, waiting, regenerating, he could feel devotion of his newest follower. He could feel her traveling though the forest... he could return to her... or wait until she reached the city... she was his anchor. Her very presence allowed him to enter the materium around her area... Or maybe he should wait until she created art~

He had options now... many, options, instead just waiting~

He ruled it would be better to wait for her to create her first idol before using up too much power. It would also provide more incentive for her to build things if he didn't just appear quite too easily either. More importantly, he was curious to exactly what she might do. He was confident she would try to do something, but he was interested in exactly what that might be.

 

[Dlork]

Soltari the Overwhelming Beauty did not notice as the dark mist entered her body. For her, defeating Vruta the Brute, was unworthy of greater attention. Just dealing with fallen heroine.

Unknown to her, Vruta was corrupted by Masque The Corrupting – a dark god that then infected the goddess who killed Vruta.

For a long time, Masque could only observe as Soltari moved around, done her good deeds… the dark good could not work in the open – not yet, at least.

To completely dominate Soltari, to corrupt her, Masque needed first to corrupt goddess’s followers.

Finally, when the goddess went to sleep, Masque could move freely. She created an avatar with goddess’s powers, looking just like Soltari.

Then, she felt a tugging – one of Soltari’s priestesses was praying. Maque quickly interrupted the prayer and moved to the temple… There, on her knees, a blond woman - Celine Innotie, was praying….

'Beautiful.' A soft yet strong, compelling voice speaks out above Celine as a powerful golden light fills the small shrine, a quiet and secluded nook in the larger temple. Celine looks up to see a beaming goddess.

Her Goddess!

The light tickles across Celine's skin, the exotic and welcoming scent of the beautiful raven haired Soltari filling Celine's senses and with a wash of shame, the blond woman feels herself getting aroused by the gorgous woman infront of her!

'Celine~' Soltari's full lips form the words and her deep, honey like voice intones them as a promise that sends bursts of brilliant sensation up and down Celine's body as she floats infront of her worshiper.

Behind her deep, intense eye the Masque peers out, drinking in Celene's adoration, her stolen imposter form's own quim getting moist as the foul thing begins to dream of the way it can corrupt and twist this devout follower.

[SORRY-I forgot to check my CHYOA forum account! I'm here now, let me know if this is okay!]

 

[Mashalla69]

The goblin scowled, reaching for his knife, only to stop at Sinrah's words.

"How do you-" He started, then shook his head, focusing. "No, more importantly, how in the great breeder's swollen tits, did you get here?!" He growled as he got up.

She reaches out, grabs his arm and places his hand on her chest:" Ask again."
When the ability she granted him triggers, he sees her underworld, then he sees her breeding minions, then he feels her boredom and frustration as she watches the goblin enter and leave the only room she was able to see after such a long time. She was not able to do anything until this very day. Her rage towards those that left her in a state of stagnation, speaks to him because the degradation he needs to face is even worse.
"I've not been wandering your realm exactly. But there is the same kind of rage in the both of us...they withheld you the answers you seek. The same gods that sought to doom me to stagnation, seek to sow degradation where it pleases them." She says matter-of-factly.

She loosens her grip on his arm, the corners of her mouth moving upwards and says:" Your rage show you are ambitious, have a vision. In the midst of chaos, there is also oppertunity. So, how about you take up the one you walked in to?"

 

[majus]

Interesting... Is she worth the trouble? "You have been cursed, child." Vailar strokes the woman's face, avoiding the question for now. "Do you know by whom? It cannot stop my power, but I do wonder who would go to the effort..." The goddess listens, before taking the woman's hand and leading her to where a mirror is illuminated by the candlelight. The woman sees her disfigured face transform, morphing into the faces of beautiful women to rival those at the temple. Then, her face returns to normal, Vailar revealing that what she showed was a mere illusion. "One of those faces, or any other you desire, can be yours. But this will form a bond between us. With the beauty I give you, you will rise far in the temple. I expect you to remember that it was I, Vailar, and not the lady of this temple, who helped you. I expect that when you pray to and give homage to the goddess of love and beauty, you will truly be worshipping and serving me. I expect you to be my eyes and ears. In return, all you've dreamed of will be yours."

"I... what?" The woman recoiled at the revelation. It seemed she did not know.

The woman was in awe of the changes she witnessed - one after the other... it made her full of hope... need...

"I accept!" She said almost without hesitation... there was still some attachment to the previous goddess... but that could be changed, manipulated. The question was, if the local goddess would notice the change in the cursed girl... or rather, when she would notice it...

 

[majus]

The Goddess sighed from the exertion and looked down onto the Dark Elf panting on the ground. "Well, Maybe I overdid it a little...But enjoy your new gift." The goddess probed her mind out to call forth the snake that helped her previously, or another nearby serpent if she couldn't find that one. She imparted onto it the task of leading the dark elf out of the jungle to safety. "This snake will lead you to safety so that you don't expire inside of the jungle. I'm sure that we'll meet again."

Xiara let go of her physical form and slowly faded back into the void. The trees and various plantlife regained their composure and returned to their stretch towards the heavens, shrouding much of the light in the clearing again as the presence of the goddess disappeared.

As Xiara recovered in the void, she realised that the flow of power changed... but not as much as she desired.

It seemed that the elf, while believing her to be goddess, did not really worship her... at least not yet. That was to be expected. AFter all, Xiara kind forced her blessing...

But that was alright - the connection between them was established. The dark elf worked like a buoy - a red spot Xiara could easily find in materium and move in it's general area...

The question was, when should she move... when elf leaves the forest... when she is in trouble... or when she calls her... Or maybe~

 

[majus]

“You are welcome, my dear.” Zimara smiled at the elf. “Thank you for the offer, but that's not necessary. I am a goddess - yes, a real one - so I do not need to eat food. You can have the rabbit all to yourself – you will probably need the strength it will give you. I will stay and hear your story, though – I am curious about you...”

Alea opened her mouth to say something, but then resigned of it.

"Of course, whatever you want." She shrugged. Clearly, she still did not believe in Zimara's divinity. "Listen," she said as she sat near the pot. "You did help me, but I am uncomfortable sharing my life and predicament with stranger." She said as she politely refused Zimara's request. "I don't know anything about you... that makes it hard to trust you~ you understand, right?"

 

[majus]

He ruled it would be better to wait for her to create her first idol before using up too much power. It would also provide more incentive for her to build things if he didn't just appear quite too easily either. More importantly, he was curious to exactly what she might do. He was confident she would try to do something, but he was interested in exactly what that might be.

As the dark poet waited, he felt, after few days, surges of power - he could feel it clearly, with only one person supplying him. It was like there were brusts - explosions of passion! Creativity... only for them to die...

It seemed that Diana was creating things - but also destroying them, as they did not match her vision... She was trying to make a perfect art... yet, either she would succeed or burn out before achieving her target... this... might take a while...