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Leon felt himself being thrust into an artificial body.
What is this? I guess my wish is being fulfilled.
He didn't resist the process, but did quite the opposite. When he had come back onto this side of Pan Xian, he felt his mana rush back into him. Leon was determined to use this to his advantage; he quickly put blocks into the mind of the artificial body so that any mind probes would result in what HE wanted them to know. Then Leon put spells in place to retain his individuality while giving him the aura of a obedient servant. Finally, he fused completely with the body, flooding it with the combined strength of both his and Nexol's mana.

"I am alive, master," the body said softly after taking its first breath.
Atrius...I need you to go to the Forest of Vallahad...quickly, my son.
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Atrius...I need you to go to the Forest of Vallahad...quickly, my son.

"Father...?" Atrius heard his instruction, "Yes, Father. It will be done." He stepped into the portal after Perun, and opened the other end. "There has been a change of plan. We need to go to the Forests of Vallahad." He stepped out and looked around the green forests, "There is someone who requires our presence..."
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Raejib instructed the pilot to land him in a clearing in the Forest of Vallahad. He was quick to pay the man and send him off. He then turned and walked off into the forest. He sensed three Motosuwa presences...and a divine one. Two of the Motosuwa and the 'Divine' were directly ahead. The other was deeper in the forests...

Raejib walked deeper into the forest, approaching the three nearby presences....

Atrius grinned as Raejib walked into view, "Trust me, mi Lord. Soon, we will meet my older brother and his guardian demon. A demon far more powerful than I or young Raejib." He flashed his grin over to a now annoyed Raejib. He inherited more than looks and grace from his mother. He had also inherited the typical arrogance of the Elves which; a trait which Atrius constantly used to tease his twin sister's descendant.

"Come Raejib, Lord of both the Motosuwa Royal family, and now with the death of Father, the Lord of the Motosuwa Clan." Atrius kept his tone polite. The time for teasing had ended as soon as it began, "Einst nechessiriosi por egamo ad finden Sie al Prætor Hirga." (It is now necessary for us to find Lord Hiruga." He turned and led the way to their destination. Raejib and Ixahrejem were close behind...

As the ceremony drew to an end Davon stared at the rough body on the platform that was gradually taking Leon's form.
"You can drop the act Motosuwa, I didn't put any compulsion spells on you or that body, plus I'm still linked with a god while overwhelming it does higthen me sense to the point af feeling every nuance around, from the slightest speck of dust to your little tricks. I brought you back because a student of mine wants to ask you a few questions, I've bound your soul to that body so you won't be able to leave this plane untill I release you. Answer us and cooperate and you can go, refuse and well there are alot of ways to torture someone who can't die. But take my word that I have no real desire to cause you harm, I just want to know who or what your friend in the black armour is."

Davon turned his attention back to the idle of Thanateros standing on the platform and began channeling all the residual energy from the ceremony back into the idle for later use. Forcing the god back into the ether to sleep before it became any more powerful or aware. While he did this Ryhalt arrived up on the platform.
"So it worked then? How long untill we can start questioning him?"
"Not long he's making a surprisingly rapid recovery, just wait an hour or two for the morphological field of the body to settle. Did you manage to keep the ceremony cloaked?"
"You're kidding right? I'm pretty sure I dampened it enough that Vel wouldn't sense anything in his magical bunker up north, but others who were closer might have felt something, and there is no way the gods of this world didn't spot you wandering back and forth over the viel of death."
"Hopefully we'll have enough time to finish up here with our guest. Start cleaning up, burn the corpses and see to it the 'faithful' are rested, we may need them later on."

((Late to the party, as usual.))

Mortals and those accustomed to them were certainly one for the pomp and circumstance. Far too much time was wasted on such frivolities, Perun felt. There was a time for long-winded titles and boot licking, but it wasn't now. Not when some unknown presence had just gone merrily mucking around in the territory of the gods.

That, and Perun's version of respect was treating someone as an equal. He wasn't about to lower his head to any man or demon, so long as that was returned, he was content to let the matter lie.

"I am afraid that's not entirely accurate. There's been some upstart venturing where mortals were not meant to tread. Can't you feel it?" After a moment, he recalled who he was talking to. "...perhaps not, though you may soon enough."

(Iz oki, Vel.)

Still too weak to move fully, Leon turned his head to face Davon, "In the beginning of this particular plane called Pan Xian, there was nothing but one being. A god who cared only for himself and his interests. He sat and contemplated the meaning of his existence, and it confused him to why he was there. He had no beginnings that he could recall, and he was just sitting there doing nothing. So, out of the power of his will, he created light and darkness. He named the Being of Light Gladius, and the Being of Darkness Leena. He granted them both great knowledge and wisdom, and then the three of them began to speak of the reason for the First's existence. The god was very angry when the power of three couldn't figure out the meaning of existence. In his rage, he created four other beings: Tér, god of earth. Hydros, god of water, Infernus, god of fire, and Aerosa, goddess of wind. He granted the four the same knowledge and wisdom that he gave the previous two, and then the seven gods started the discussion once more. That is when Tér said to the First, 'Master Who Came First (Since he didn't have a name then), what if we create lower beings than us and set up laws for them to live by? Wouldn't observing them give us insight?' Now Tér was the wisest of the lower six, and the First knew this.

So the First created a scroll, and he made it flat. He then made it levitate. This scroll was the beginning of our world. The First declared himself Nahl, Lord of The Void, and the six were to be his council. He ordered Tér, Aerosa, and Hydros to create a beautiful world, and he ordered Gladius to oversee its creation. He then ordered Leena and Infernus to go to the other side of the scroll and create Tartarus, The Nine Hells, and The Abyss. That was the creation of the Hell. When all of the Six were done, Gladius and his three went to the Hellish side and created three heavens for those who would be good in their life. The three Heavens were: Elyssium, fields of leisure and pleasure; Valhalla, home of the warriors; and Materidesa, home of the mages. And the world was created. Nahl was pleased, and he created life on the side of life. Then, he went to the other side and created the Ia Nékala, which translates into Common as Demon. They were charged with the overseeing the Afterlife...torturing the wicked and pleasuring the good in various ways. Of the demons, there were (and still are) two types-Angelic and Fiendish. They were sorted to their stations and the first souls arrived into eternity. However, there was one who was neither Angelic or Fiendish. this one was Patrick. He was chosen to usher in the Judgement....meaning kill ALL who were powerful enough AND likely to resist Nahl. Patrick accepted after being lured by riches and the crown of, 'A Great Empire that will be called ''Garden'' in the tongue of the gods.' So, we are here. In the 30,000th year of creation. This is not my faith. This is the facts. The lower gods we worship were mortals once. They gained power by being worshipped. Is there anything else I must answer?"