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Davon looked up into the sky, it was about time to get things under way. With a nod of his head the ceremony began, all along the main circle the Prophets Apostles began chanting with the common followers following their lead, soon the whole clearing was filled with a constant monotonous droning, this went on for nearly an hour as most of the people slowly drifted into a trance like state. Steadily an aura of power began to fill the air as pure, undiluted, raw belief was channelled into the octogram, Davon could physicaly feel it tingling on his skin as he prepared for the first and perhaps hardest step of the ceremony. Gathering the energy he channeled it into an idol of the Chaos God Thanateros, through it he reached into the ether and started the tricky task of building a god. In theory creating a god wasn't that hard if you had enough believers, the problem for Davon was creating a controlable one.

In the air above the clearing glowing lights like the aurora borealis appeared, as time passed these lights condensed slowly creating the form of a giant man hovering above the clearing. Done thought Davon as he began to prob the dieties mind, as he had hoped it was formless like an infants, but he had to act quick before the random thought's of all the people praying nearby left an impression on it. With a sudden surge of power Davon leapt into the newly formed gods mind and siezed control, becoming that god, at least for a while. Immediately he was overwhelmed, the mortal mind just not equiped to handle omnipotence, he raised dozens of mental barriers that he hoped would protect his mind long enough for him to finish the ceremony.

Sending a faint trickle of power down to his mortal body, it's arm jerked the signal to start the next phase. In the north east corner of the clearing the mages and priests released their spells alowing those inside the circle to finally pass from the mortal world. So many people dying at once created a near palatable aura of death that Davon/Thanatos grabbed hold off and used to open the gates to the after life. With one last deep breath Davon sent his divine avitar through the gates of death and into Elyssium.

Raegib's ear twitched, and he opened his eyes. He was sleeping in the public inn when a powerful force just forced him away. The man rolled off of his cot with a thud and began to scream in agony as he felt hundreds of lives wink out in unison and raw chaos take its place.
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Atrius stumbled forward, "But...he was...immortal. Like me. We are immortal. Demi-gods! how could he..." For the man, this was too much. He felt like he was drunk, and like a drunk, he fell to his knees, "I..i..impossible. No man can take both My father AND Nexol..."
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Leon had not taken five steps into Elysium when he heard the gates open behind him. He turned around quickly and the souls of hundreds of dead instantly washed over him, "What the..."

"The man gave this one a hard time, I assure you, he is not one to be trifled with, even for those whom gods favor."

"How wonderfully polite," Perun muttered before following with the air of someone who is only doing what he is told because it conveniences him. "This one's name is Perun, god is what he is, not who he is. You seem to be mistaking this one for some archaic monotheistic deity."

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"She's in a bad way, it's a miracle she's even alive, much less conscious," Ciaran mumbled between bites. "I've patched her up as much as I am able without a circle, she'll need rest, lots of it, and I'll have to attend to her constantly for a week. Honestly, Aindrea, where on the gods' green earth did you pick up a mostly-dead cleric?"

"In the great city. Our lord came to me and asked me to serve as his hand. He used me to save her. We were too late for those she accompanied, however." He bowed his head, not even knowing the gravity of the loss--the enclave had spent centuries in the mountains, cut off from the rest of society. "He did command us to continue south and await a signal twenty miles from the city walls, keeping sure that our position remains hidden. The mages will have their work cut out for them."

"That's no guarantee we'll go unnoticed," Ciaran pointed out.

"I know," Aindrea sighed. "We'll have to be ready to fight. We'll stay here for a while longer, the storm makes good cover, and according to our weatherworkers, it won't blow over for a few days yet. So long as our supplies hold, we'll be fine."

Leon looked at the figure and frowned. He didn't like the feeling this one was giving him "And what if I refuse to be escorted by one such as you?" He stepped back cautiously, never breaking eye contact.

Atrius looked back at Perun, "You mistake my words. Now into the portal with you. Ixahrejem stepped up behind Atrius and whispered something in his ear before leaping into the portal. Atrius waited for Perun...
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Leon struggled, but to no avail. He was too weak to fight in spirit form. His spirit matter couldn't take a full shape, and he couldn't summon his sord of all of his mana. The hell...who would swipe someone out of one of the Heavens? The smells of Velorius. I just can feel it. But no matter...I have a plan...
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Raejib frowned at the airship captain, "What do you mean the Vallahadi are restricting their airspace?"

The fat man looked at the half-elf and frowned (though it couldn't be noticed through his bushy beard and mustache), "Just what I said. They are threatening to shoot down all Arrian ships. MY armour isn't strong enough to withstand that."

Raejib frowned, "Ok. 50,000 for transport, 10,000 bonus when we get there."

The man's beady black eyes lit up like a child who got his allowance from his father. He quickly bowed to Raejib and escorted him onto his Phoenix-class airship, "We'll be in Vallahad in less than 30 minuetes, my lord."

Greed...I wonder if he even knows who I really am. I blend in really easily.

Davon/Thanatos moved through the gates and returned to the mortal world with Leons soul, now was the easy simple task of sticking the soul into the body. Upon returning to the Xian he sent a signal to the other side of the circle and the final stage of the ceremony got under way, generating enough life force to animate the body Davon had pre-perpared.
"You're Going To Go To Sleep For a Few Hours When You Wake You Will Be In a Brand New Body, Not Exactly Your Original, We Had Little To Work With, But It Will Sound And Look Like You. Then You Will Have Some Questions To Answer."
Gripping Leon's soul thightly he suddenly swung down plunging the soul into the clay body lying in the center of the circle. Davon then began gathering the life force being generated and wove it's strands into chains to bind Leon's soul to the new body. It was only a matter of time now, Leon was in his new shell and that would be up and about by morning, Davon considered tweaking with the time line to accelerate the process but Velorius was going to be mad enough with out Davon bending anymore rules.

(*Clears throat* I know I havn't been posting anything, yet my time will come later. For now, I'm just gonna watch n.n")