Ok so i looked at the new post by akaironoryu, and the began racking my brain, for something unique, something original..and i sort of found something..
Pluresartusres
Dues looked down upon the world, and marveled at the creation before him, such beauty, such creativity..
It was disgusting. He glanced once more down upon the world and snarled, Before unleashing a plague down on a small village. Tiny pathetic things, he thought to himself, Watching as they used their puny arms to carry out their daily tasks.
Dues had always been known as the god of laughter, He didnt realise it was because the other gods were laughing at _him_.
He was lost in thought again, He hadn't even noticed his brother curing his playthings below. He looked up at Sator, 'Why does thou mock me brother?'
Sator merely chuckled to himself, and blessed the Humans below.
The next few hundred years were a complete blur, rummaging through old spare boxes, Gluing, Screwing, Slotting this bit into here, Taking this off, Adding a few of these, An extra leg? How did they manage without that!
Dues was locked away in a deep part of the heavens only he knew about, left alone to his 'work'. But now he could finally rest, for he had done what had taken the gods all their existance, He had created a being of infinite power! The being attempted to stand but went head over heels and almost rolled right off the carpenters table. Dues quickly grabbed him and put him back in the box whence he came. He could release this terror onto the world soon enough...
By this time the humans on the earth below were getting suspicious, Tales of Dues' games with them had become legendary, Some of them even told to children, as bedtime stories. Sator had become increasingly suspicious too, it wasn't like him.. This was far to thought out. Sator gave a quick laugh to himself and then continued to tend to the humans needs.
It was the dead of night in the human villages, Reminents of a fire now burned down to embers, The familes slept soundly, and even the some of the guards, There was sparesly enough to count one hand still patrolling.
The head guard turned around, He thought he heard footsteps, Trouble wasnt exactly known round these parts, but you can never be to careful.
He pulled out his canteen and swallowed an un-healthy amount of the dark liquid inside - Dwarven mead. Again he heard footsteps, He grabbed his spear, and a lantern, and headed out to where he heard them - He headed towards the woods.
The creature knocked the lantern away from the guard, and let out a fould scream, As the lantern began to burn brightly, He then saw the features of the creature.. A pig like head, with a bill, A Gorilla chest, leading to his left arm, which looked more like two arms sewn together, the other 'arm' was actualy a wing. He glanced down to look at the lower half of the creature, When the thing...Quacked at him.
The guard burst into laughter, Almost falling on the ground, The foul creature attempted to quack once more, but saw the other guards approaching from behind, He turned, and fled into the woods, fiding refuge in a small cave..
'The world isnt quite ready yet, Not ready for the terror of Pluresartusres!' Dues gathered his remaining things, and headed back into his workshop, safe from the world below, safe from the other gods, safe from the foul being of ultimate destruction he had just unleashed..
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