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Fantasy Demiurges of Fatir [Literally Another God RP]

Sub Genres
LGTBQ Friendly, Magical, Multiverse, Supernatural


its pride but my parents still arent proud
The first tangible had been rust.

When the world began anew, crimson sprayed the ground in screaming currents, hurricanes of thick toxic dust whipped the land and great dunes cast themselves upon the landscape chaotically. The millenia-old corrode was enraged. It's life force, so utterly infinite yet so meaningless had forced it to continue It's throes of sudden and sparse rebellion against it's own existence.

As it waited, the corrode attempted to pass the time, as impercievable as the seconds and minutes were. It erected scarlet towers of grime, stewing in it's hatred. The towers harnessed that fury, spreading in spikes and connecting to eachother until they fell once more into the drifts.

These spires began to feel the same primordial concept of emotion that the rust had so unendingly suffered, harnessing it into an energy of creation. The rust, finally thoroughly stimulated, had grown content with it's kaleidoscope realm.

But the architecture had not. It writhed continously, never ending - much to the delight of the corrode. The eternal movement had left the rust brittle and weak, prone to ignition, though the corrode did what it could to prevent such happenings.

The architecture wanted escape, wanted freedom. The Corrode was nothing but a dictator to the geometry, a mathematician in the scarlet sea. In a plot against the rust, the towers submitted pieces of themselves into a silhouette, which once completed, was cast off into the vermilion.

The silhouette, a floundering mass of limbs, dug a world-spanning crater where the rust could not observe. The silhouette cut limbs from itself and fabricated the first entities with which to craft a fundamental reality, they were legion, specializing in different things that were not possible in the Corrode.

Their stories are sacred, their path to the creation of Fatir is legendary, and their sacrifice is remembered.

Its just a god rp with a bunch of cryptic symbolism, like I don't know what else to say.


its pride but my parents still arent proud
To add a sort of small amount of details for the beginning, I wanna say that the characters are deities which were just created minutes ago. A sort of main storyline will exist but will be mostly optional. This will use dice but almost all, if not all of it will be on my side as GM.

A lot of the start of the rp is going to be characters getting the hang of pseudoreality and figuring out the bounds with which they can alter it.

Heyitsjiwon Heyitsjiwon Demonsoul Demonsoul

Edit: I'm going to be adding a lore tab for usage, with some preset lore and races to get everyone jumpstarted.
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its pride but my parents still arent proud

Well it's definitely not filled to the brim with information but I've got a lore tab up. If you have questions about lore in the meantime you can ask in OOC.

HowlingWolf HowlingWolf Pat Pat Heyitsjiwon Heyitsjiwon Zeth Zeth LadyOfStars LadyOfStars Demonsoul Demonsoul

Work on a CS is beginning now.


its pride but my parents still arent proud

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