Result:
- Prompt:
Your lack of desire doesn't please the Highlord. They leave, taking [s1.name] with them.
- Clean Slot #1: 1
Rites
As the Highlord adjusts to Their new form, They await your wish.
ID: 5000580
Type: None
Tips: None
Duration: 1 days
Waits For: 5 days
Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 0
Starts Automatically: No
Triggers Result Automatically: No
Tag Tips: None
Tag Tips Up: None
Tag Tips Text:
Random Text: None
Random Text Up: None
Result:
Your lack of desire doesn't please the Highlord. They leave, taking [s1.name] with them.
The Highlord-Possessed
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
Your fears, your ambitions
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
This rite has no activation conditions.
This rite has no prior outcome.
This rite has no regular outcome.
The Highlord has witnessed dynasties rise and crumble. Under Their guidance, humans once built temples for communing with star spirits; under Their watch, they toppled those pillars to construct uglier structures. Yet the most secret, critical foundations never changed - humans exist within the stars' design, blissfully unaware.
A forgotten path appears in your mind - leading from the city wall directly to the Lapis Lazuli Hall's side entrance. No need to face the Sultan's army; you can deliver death directly.
Astonished by the Highlord's wisdom, you wish to inquire further, but the pact is complete, the contract sealed, the binding magic dissipated. From the glowing flesh, the once-mortal [s1.name] vanishes as an ancient, cold gaze sweeps across all mortals present, memorizing your forms before dissolving into the horizon as a sphere of light.
Conditions:
Result:
"This is the collector's tool - their measure and frame for categorizing and enslaving everything." The Highlord flashes with anger, causing [s1.name]'s eyes to widen unnaturally, emanating frigid light.
That burns your fingers with an arrow-shaped mark. "When opportunity arises, show it to us - to all heaven's stars... we shall help you destroy it."
The pact is complete, the contract sealed, the binding magic dissipated. From the glowing flesh, the once-mortal [s1.name] vanishes as an ancient, cold gaze sweeps across all mortals present, memorizing your forms before dissolving into the horizon as a sphere of light.
Conditions:
Result:
You question the Highlord about the Creator's secrets, unwittingly revealing the Highlord's presence.
The Creator laughs maniacally at this delivered feast while the Highlord of the Highlands flees like a frightened rabbit, abandoning [s1.name]'s unconscious form. They have already expended significant divine power transforming this flesh; when [s1.name] awakens, she'll undergo remarkable changes!
But this matters little now... that fleeting vision makes you tremble - the god, in Their hunger, lifted Their disguise, revealing a form utterly unlike what the Creator should be.
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Result:
You question the Highlord about the Immaculate Purity's secrets, unwittingly revealing the Highlord's presence.
The god within your heart laughs maniacally at this delivered enemy, unleashing holy light through your mind like apocalyptic flames. The Highlord of the Highlands recalls Their defeat, cast from Their divine throne, stripped of followers. They flee, abandoning [s1.name]'s unconscious form. They have already expended significant divine power transforming this flesh; when [s1.name] awakens, she'll undergo remarkable changes!
But this matters little now... that fleeting vision makes you tremble - the god, in Their wrath, lifted Their disguise, revealing a form utterly unlike what the Immaculate Purity should be.
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Result:
You consult the Highlord about deity truths, and He foresaw the end. They were once cherished tools of the Creator, stars bore witness to their deeds, witnessed their dispersion and conflict. Now, the Creator's power fell asunder, descended for worldly destruction — the stars' fearsome vision, a future deprived of wishes, emotions, devoid of concern for falling stars. The main deity that once ruled a continent laments, having lost everything, weakened to this point... but must, and will fight to protect the world — “Mortal, if you still wish to safeguard this world, then at the end of time, the Highlord of the Highlands will wield blades alongside you!” So, the deal is done, the contract formed, and the seal on the Star-Souled Magic faded. In this glowing Body, the once-mortal [s1.name] vanished, a cold, ancient gaze swept over all mortals, memorized your forms, transformed into light, and vanished in the sky.
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