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"Targeteer Akron let me whisper in your ear, the war has changed you, made you hard. Your god and your people focus on magical construction but you found your greatest creation is a machine of war. What are you without war? Why should you let the war end? Gather your forces and destroy the Dogarr man woman and child, you should destroy the human race as well as they have proven too easily corrupted. Kill...Kill...Kill..."

With the war coming to a lull after the great flood Axerus ceases his attacks on the food supplies and turns his attention towards corrupting the hero Targeteer Akron creator of the flying fortress of the D'kin.

Such strife, each cry of pain, each mother who watches her son march to a doomed war is sweet sucur unto me.

Boring7 you are with child. And such a sweet babe it shall be, born of a God and a dragon, a dragon touched my my corruption. Please bring this god-child into the world, if the first thing its godling senses feel is the echoing strife and pain from the world below I am sure it will become as I am. Yes a child as corrupt as I am, and born into your city, he will make a good companion with Targeteer Akron both creatures born of light but inevitably destined for darkness.

With his greater power caused by the increase in suffering in the world Axerus turns his attention to disrupting communication in between the allied forces. The fox-plagues strikes again and Axerus manipulates frightened soldiers to begin slaughtering the Roocaf, where is their god now?

Axerus's cult of Xergarr begin training mythic champions in the maze of the sword.

"The young peoples of the world leaves their homes, farms, and forges to join the battle. Now is the time for plague and famine"

Axerus uses the powers of rot and begins to destroy food stores throughout the world. Additionally he focuses his power on making magically summoned food arrive rotten and inedible. Only the most powerful of casters can summon edible food now and even then only in reduced amounts. An army marches on its stomach they say now lets see the armies of light starve or turn to cannibalism.

"Dogon let us discuss our alliance, true I have aided the kobold god in imprisoning your Destroyer but that really makes us stronger allies than before. You admitted that you wanted to destroy me as you wanted to destroy everything and a promise of merely being the last to be destroyed is hardly comforting.

So let us work together, I humbly request a single tribe of your Dogarr to train as my priests in a small fortress on your obsidian mountain. These priests of mine shall start a new race of Xergarr which shall serve as mages and spies for your army. In return I shall use my power over plagues to make the Dogarr armies immune to diseases and able to eat even the most rancid meat."

I withdraw my power from interfering with the Vanden sages clearing the path for them to reach the surface and begin a war.

I turn my power on the Platinum Dragon which I have received from Dungeon Kobold, I do not change its nature at the moment I merely lay a curse on its body such that if it is killed whoever take possession of its body shall be open to my whispering influence.

I see the rapidly approaching war, and my scattered mind races. I have never dealt with Dogon before, but his presence fills me with dread. I decide to cast one more die before settling down to watch.

I will approach Axerus and propose a trick—a collaboration to prolong the so-called 'inevitable' (a concept that seems antithetical to my very being). Dogon could easily overpower me, even from afar, and I cannot pull off my brilliant scheme alone.

Let us combine our powers to tinker with Dogon's obsidian mountain. Let it change from the Destroyer's resting place to his prison. Let a sword be plunged into the highest peak, and until that sword is drawn out by one who does not serve Dogon, let the Destroyer never be able to leave. Though he may wage war against the Vandans, they will ultimately be able to escape when they realize this.

It matters little to me who the destined entity is, nor does it matter to me what the sword itself can do. But let us ensure that the Destroyer's escape be something not entirely in Dogon's power.

"The beast has served its purpose in delaying the Vandans until the surface people are prepared to make a fight of it.

If we are to bind the creature than I have a price, let me have one of your platinum dragons one whom through I can spread lies where the others spread truths.

What say you kobold?"

Hailing from a world which has ostracized me, I rainzax the Directionless, God of Failed Ambitions and Remorseful Despair, God of Self-Hate and Tears of Dissappointment, God of Refuse and Those Left Behind, God of Apathetic Suicide, make my new home here, by accident, between the tides of movers and shakers at large, between good and evil, law and chaos, to wallow in feckless misery forever. My created race, leftover clay having fallen off the table of creation out of which other races were cut, are ugly and malformed, and know not love nor kinsmanship, for, being not only disgusted with ourselves, find the company of eachother increasingly revolting as well. So we wander alone, consumed in our self-loathing. We without a name, without a home, without a cause, without a friend, without hope.

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"oooooh myyyy, a race or mortals entirely dedicated to suffering. Delicious"

Hahahahaha! Excellent move, Axerus! Surely we are related in some distant reality. I apologize now for having to destroy you later on. I too wish to prolong the destruction of this world. I will take great pleasure when the Vandans awaken my Destroyer, and he destroys them, of course. My Call will not be needed.

My Dogarr can then move on and destroy whoever is closest to them. Will it be the Humans? Will it be the Mashileen? Will it be the D'Kin? I won't even mention the Roocaf. For a true challenge my Dogarr should march down to the Great Sea and battle the Primevans! Farael is a foolish, fallen angel, but he is powerful in his own delusional way, and he has prepared his people for war!

Join me in my battle, Axerus, and I promise that I will destroy you last.

By the way, not too fond of the name Calamp. I would rather this world be named...

"So eager for destruction Dogon like many of my hellish brethren, yet while destruction is sweet it always seems to be over so quickly. You yourself recently had to change worlds and start anew, such a waste of effort. I will aid you for a time but only as long as we may extend the anguish of the mortals of this world for I am not a destroyer but a connoisseur of mortal anguish and strife."

Axerus has little desire for mortal worshipers as he gains sustenance from mortal anguish so instead of creating a new sentient species he creates plagues. Axerus alters a species of fox to look more similar to the Roocaf (a non-anthropomorphic version of course). He then ladens them with plague and sends them to infect populations of Primevans. While I am sure the plague will not eliminate these populations it should leave a cultural distaste for fox-like creatures. Hopefully when they meet the roocaf they will distrust them, perhaps even war with them.

I design this plague such that it shall return every few decades bringing death and chaos. I shall make the Roocaf immune to it, and do my best to make them potential plague carriers themselves.

I feel a new world full of the flowing powers of creation, full of potential for change and chaos. I move to it and I see it. Many gods have found their way here and they are rapidly populating the world with species, none seem to have contacted each other yet but there is still great potential for chaos, violence, and war.

I see the Vandans a mighty people, too mighty. If they were to breach the surface too soon they would simply conquer the world. That would be too easy, one quick war and then the boring peace of tyranny, not enough blood would be spilt to please me.

I focus my power to counter the scrying of the vandan sages, delude them into believing that the best way to the surface is in the north. Thus I have set them on a collision course with the sleeping mass of Dogon's Destroyer. I dont know if the Vadans or Dogon's beast will win the coming conflict and I don't really care. However this should delay the Vadana long enough for the other species to develop enough power to counter them making it a more evenly matched war.

I love evenly matched wars, they go on for a long time.