Through the Living Wrath

… Good point. Soooooo essentially The Shadow of Creation gave him all her power except a wee tiny bit And then he started resisting Aeia, creating Renders. And then when he performed the great Rending, he died, and with this, various Rending mechanics changed - tho the Rending he has here is the same. I also decided that he is definitely Ordered Dark - the chaos came after he died. The Render needed a name. Not his current one, and not his old one. He had no idea how much influence Aeia had here. He settled on the name of one of his childhood friends. “Tel,” he said, feeling the name as it passed his lips. It would serve his purpose. I reserve the right to pop this guy in any plot line I see fit. There should be! Hang on… gotta disconnect the plot from Xino. Pyk gasped, and his stance shifted slightly. His armor, which was previously absent, reappeared. He looked around slightly confused. “Woah.”

*sigh* Me over here still trying to settle on a main character in the first place. I haaad to immediately place my character amid all the Withergeists and get him virtually killed immediately.

NO WAIT IM INNOCENT PLEASE THAT BOSS WAS ANNOYING ENOUGH BEFORE THE DLC (which I still need to play :))

*loads space weapon* Mission control, I am ready.

Yea, that’s what I was thinking. Although… not sure if chaotic dark would fit more… Have you read my profile on him in my Worldbuilding project?

1754: Imperialize in normal terms.

I’ll try to come back here… let’s see if I can The Render of Worlds opened his eyes. He was somewhere new. Panicking, he felt around frantically for his power. Had it worked? He found it almost silly that he was reassured at the absence of his power. Except… there was a small amount left… Just barely enough, as if he had become a mortal Render. Honestly, it would be cool if this guy became an Ennuller or some sort of Dark powered person, tho I’m not sure how possible that is.

“Well, yallsiesies wantsesses to fight some nightmare demon geese?”

Yum

*noms you*

*aggressive hugging*

*hug* M’friends, sadly, have been growing more aware of “trends” and what is “cool”, while I’ve been growing more eccentric. *empathetic hug*

“It lets you see threads at some level - not nearly as much as Felicity should, but it will help.”

*cheers*

YES! DOOO IT

“Which manifests as superpowers.”

He snorted. “If you did, you would understand the unique danger each poses. Some shoot lasers, some breath frost, some go invisible, some teleport.”

“Yu-huh!” ”You ever look a goose in the eyes?”

“Mmmhmmmmmm! And they can shoot lasers too! One time, my son was killed by a hobbled goose in a dorito factory!” ”…Less, now.” His mouth was full.

He rolled his eyes. “Is everyone delusional here? I swear, the geese feathers must be getting to you.” He started humming a hunting song.

He points to Angel. “She’s one!”

Tulen Hental, IRS weapons depot, new Hallandren Tulen’s eye twitched as he considered the woman’s breach of duty in the truck. He was glad he hadn’t shaken her hand. ”What protocols do you have in place in case of an emergency?”

“What about for the Werewolf Ninga?”