"Not a lot to tell, I suppose I could share some of the more… Frustrating. Hero's I've gone up against, one such would be not just one hero but a race, Xorvlogoth. Xorvlogoth and their DAMNED WAR SCREAMERS" at this Iamus seemed to half shapeshift into some eldritch horror before returning to his regular self "Sorry. Got a mite riled up there, anyway. I was on my way to the Xorvlogoth capital when I came up against a patrol squadron, it consisted of two calvary, two warriors and four War screamers. I decided to attempt to cause a bit of trouble, So I went invisible, unbeknownst to me the Calvarys mounts had something I call 'Voidic senses' and I give off a LOT of that type of energy. ANYWAY, The mounts alerted the War screamers, who started whispering to themselves and then… BAM they screamed. You know that one genre of music that is popular in the milky way area? you know. Metal? it sounded like that but ten times more violent". Iamus paused and took a bite out of his muffin "I was thrown backwards by this blast of air that they generated, they started growling almost in their language, one I don't quite know yet but. They were growling and thumping their staves on the ground in time, just like 'ASHK DELXAH, ASHK DELXAH' over and over and over, they just kept on getting louder. I got back up and tried to go in for another run, by the time I was close they finished their spell and guess what happened". Iamus looked around at the group of deziens and said "the ground all around me literally exploded, they created this sonic boom of sorts and the ground just went flying. I was knocked around and by the time that had subsided they already had another spell prepped. I decided I was going to wait until I gathered some more energy to take on an entire army of them. Sure I'm powerful but, keeping myself in one piece is taxing. And unless I had a portable source of void energy keeping the souls within me fused is hard. They want to pull apart. Anyway! who's next?"
Blake raised his eyebrows. "Goodness. And I thought the wildlife in my area was troublesome. Really the most dangerous creatures I have to deal with are chaotic, feral shapeshifters with far too much strength and far too little intelligence. But luckily, they keep to themselves for the most part. As long as I don't interfere with their lives, or somehow offend the Being that created them, they're quite easy to deal with." He took a rueful sip of tea. "Now the feathered folk…. they're an entirely different story. Always trying to prove me guilty of something or other, always trying to get in the way of my plans. And their mother is even worse. It's getting quite tiresome, frankly. But…." He dipped his head in Iamus's direction. "At least they don't have magically enhanced screams."
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Luci sighed. "Mostly, my realm stays in check. After all, I have many punishments worse than death for those who step out of line. But as long as it doesn't disturb me, the mortals can do whatever they like. There are many types of mortals in my realm; winged ones, mortals who have tails and live underwater, some live in volcanoes. But the worst ones," she spat, "are 'heroes'. Those mortals who think they're better than everybody else, who think they can defeat me." She grabbed a muffin with both hands, and bit into it. "They've tried," Luci said, chewing her muffin, "but they always fail. They never learn."
"I REALLY want to see a god slayer go up against you now" said Iamus "now THAT, THAT would probably be a show!"
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Blake tilted his head. "A god slayer? That does sound intimidating. What are they exactly?"
"They are a very very small order. Put in place by the the Council of twelve to keep the gods from getting out of hand and at times, me. Pretty much, a God slayer is a mortal being that, has been gifted power by Xavo the seer. Who is the protector of knowledge, power beyond what should be possible, even for a god. You can usually tell them by more Japanese styled clothing and large, ten foot swords used to behead the gods. Usually there is one slayer at a time, at the moment though there are two. Gatlan the warforged, and Zishan the god slayer. The second being the most annoying, he's a human and due to his speed hard to hit".
"Intriguing." Luci took a sip of tea. "I do love Japanese clothing. The patterns are wonderful, and the colors are beautiful." Luci looked down at her dress. "Of course, if I were to wear color, it would lose its color," she said with a sigh.
Blake sighed. "Humans are like that though, aren't they? So unexpectedly tough and capable. Do these god slayers actually kill gods sometimes, or do they just threaten to kill them to keep everyone in line?"
"They've had to put down a few gods recently, the pantheons have swelled recently and. The dark gods are always restless" Ichiro paused and stared at the ceiling for a while "I will tell you, seeing those god slayers go at it beheading a full twenty gods in the space of seconds sure is a show".
"It does indeed sound like a show," Luci said, grabbing another muffin and tearing it apart.
Blake gave a strained smile. "Yes….well….hm. I hope you intend to keep them isolated to your home dimension? They seem like the kind of people that would not play well with the beings of my world."
"I mean, I'll try" said Iamus "But no promises eh? I'm the kind of man who just wants to see the worlds burn".
"I gather as much," Blake replied dryly. "I'm sure many of us present are of a similar mindset. There are rules, however, about introducing a new race or creature to a dimension it didn't evolve in. We don't want a repeat of the infamous Heavenly Celestial Pawn Infestation, do we? That was unpleasant for pretty much everyone."
The Darkness yawned. "As much as I would like to talk, this body is getting tired, and you cannot understand me in my normal tongue, so I apologize, unless of course one of you could provide me with a host." A smirked peaked his lips, but immediately went back to his normal, monotone expression.
Blake glanced over at him. "What kind of requirements must a host meet? I'd be glad to help if I can–there are plenty of mortals back home at my disposal."
"Sure, I can dopplegang myself if you want" shrugged Iamus. "I mean, you wouldn't get the perks I do but whatever"
"There are very specific requirements, need to be immortal, and quite honestly, it has to be who I want."
"Ah, I see." Blake said regretfully. "Well, it doesn't look like I can help you then. Best of luck finding someone."
"Any one of you guys could suffice, in fact, I like you Blake."
"Ehmmmm…..What exactly does becoming a host entail? I'd like to know what I'm getting into before I agree to anything."
"Yes yes tell us!" laughed Iamus "I would LOVE to see what Blakes reaction to this is going to be!"
"Well, I take control over your mind and actions, mostly actions, as I never fully have control."
"What if," Blake suggested diplomatically, "what if I were to create a copy of myself for you to use as your host? There would be virtually no difference between the two beings, trust me–I do this all the time. In fact I have five other copies running around back home right now. How does that sound? I'd rather like to observe the effects of possession from the outside as well as firsthand."
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