Rites

Battle of the Mind IX

True battles unfold within...

The moment has arrived. You feel the conflict advancing to its next phase. Staring into the void toward a nonexistent horizon, you watch as ashen mist gradually forms a door. Upon it rests a small keyhole, wavering in the mist, its shape inconsistent, beyond touch.

Can you discover the key this keyhole yearns for? Can you pass through the doorway into realms forbidden to mortal steps?

ID: 5004826

Type: Enemy

Tips: None

Duration: 1 days

Waits For: 3 days

Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 0

Starts Automatically: No

Triggers Result Automatically: No

Tag Tips: None

Tag Tips Up: None

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Random Text: None

Random Text Up: None

Actions When Wait Expires

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Slots

Slot #3
Your Own Thoughts

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

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Pops: None

Slot #4
Your rationality can help, if you possess it

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

  • Type = Item
  • Card = Rationality
  • Tag (Consumable) Costs = 1
  • Not Slot #5 = 1
  • Not Slot #6 = 1
  • Not Slot #7 = 1
  • Not Slot #8 = 1

Pops: None

Slot #6
Sufficient money (30)

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

  • Type = Item
  • Tag (Gold Coin) Costs = 30
  • Not Slot #5 = 1
  • Not Slot #4 = 1
  • Not Slot #7 = 1
  • Not Slot #8 = 1

Pops: None

Slot #7
Sacred items

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

Pops: None

Slot #8
A powerful troop

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

  • Type = Item
  • Tag (Troop) = 1
  • Not Slot #4 = 1
  • Not Slot #5 = 1
  • Not Slot #6 = 1
  • Not Slot #7 = 1

Pops: None

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Outcome

Prior

This rite has no prior outcome.

Regular

Threshold Terror
You've tried everything imaginable. You even fell to your knees before the door, pleading - no one could witness your desperation in the void - yet it remained steadfast.

The anguish of rejection cut deeper than expected, making you feel your entire journey was futile, that you lacked the necessary qualities, the essential gifts...

Now you're terrified of all "doors." You've commanded your servants to remove every door in your residence, leaving only empty frames.

Everyone believes you've descended into madness.

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Lost Path
You foolishly seek to resolve your spiritual crisis through the absurd gods of the cultists.

You pray, plead, beg... only to be answered by cold laughter from the darkness.

Perhaps you still need to prove your worth to the chaotic gods.

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Impurity
You attempt to resolve your inner conflict through the god will of the Purist...

A white light surges into your mind, piercing your spine and triggering waves of agony - this is the Purist's response to your prayer -

"You are unworthy," says the pain. "Think again, consider what you could do for the Purist."

It "helps" you ponder for quite some time before gradually subsiding.

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Breeze Passage
In this unnatural emptiness, only you and the door exist.

Glancing down, you find yourself dressed in formal court attire. This revelation suggests you can carry worldly influence into the void.

What will you bring through? What could shield you eternally in the unknown?

Not gods, not companions, not weapons... but rationality. You yearn for an ever-clear, sharp mind; you aspire to become thought's keen edge, slicing through the mists that would deceive you.

As your finger reaches toward the keyhole, your form dissolves into wind, flowing through.

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Red Key
You study your palm, concentrating on its lines, envisioning what form a key resonating with your soul might assume...

A vibrant red key materializes.

Its outline resembles a heart, with teeth like rows of crimson pearls. It shifts restlessly in your palm, much like your conscience - tender, vulnerable, yet unyielding.

You slide it into the keyhole.

The door opens.

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Black Key
You study your palm, concentrating on its lines, envisioning what form a key resonating with your soul might assume...

A black key manifests in your palm, dark as obsidian or coal. Its shape suggests some predatory creature, with teeth sharp as blades. Less a key than a weapon meant to wound - a true reflection of your inner nature.

You slide it into the keyhole.

The door opens.

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Golden Key
You study your palm, concentrating on its lines, envisioning what form a key resonating with your soul might assume...

Gold coins shower down from nowhere. You instinctively reach to catch them... then watch as they melt in your palm, forming a brilliant golden key. Its design is predictable - likely identical to those unlocking the Sultan's vaults. Wealth purchases everything; what it cannot buy directly, it renders meaningless through influence. This philosophy guides you, mirroring your essence.

You slide it into the keyhole.

The door opens.

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Glass Key
You gaze into your palm, focusing on the lines there, as you imagine a key that corresponds to your soul...

Sand appears in your hand, and upon close inspection, each grain seems to hold an idol. Gradually, their faces blur, and shapes shift and melt, eventually becoming a translucent, scorching liquid.

You clench your fist and then reopen it, revealing a delicate glass key in your palm.

Having communed closely with higher powers, you own this key, for it resonates with a soul that's been scrutinized by the divine. You've nothing to hide and nothing to fear as you insert the key into the lock.

The door opens.

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Iron Key
You study your palm, concentrating on its lines, envisioning what form a key resonating with your soul might assume...

Something weighty materializes, pulling your hand downward. Rough, iron hands and feet emerge from your palm, drawing more limbs through, interlocking like frost crystals forming rapidly.

An iron key now rests in your palm. Its meaning is clear - it reflects your essence because you stand not alone but with others who share your vision.

You slide it into the keyhole.

The door opens.

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Ink Stain Key
You study your palm, concentrating on its lines, envisioning what form a key resonating with your soul might assume...

A blank parchment appears, where hurried ink words materialize. Love letters, curses, debts, contracts... Texts overlap chaotically until no space remains.

You crumple the paper and upon reopening your hand, discover an ink-stained paper key. It embodies your soul's hunger for disorder and embrace of chaos - a gift from the Cultic God.

You slide it into the keyhole.

The door opens.

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White Key
You study your palm, concentrating on its lines, envisioning what form a key resonating with your soul might assume...

A pristine white key crafted from mica silently appears, then suddenly slashes your palm deeply...

This manifests the Purist's will. As Their faithful servant, you merit passage through this door - and bear the sacred duty to offer the suffering that pleases Them.

With blood streaming from your hand, you insert the key.

The door opens.

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Rebuking Darkness
You dare invoke the most unholy name before the Immaculate Purity!

They thunder through your mind, Their light a spear piercing heaven and earth, a ruler lashing the world...

Until the next day's sunset, whenever your focus wavers, everything before you shatters into light and flames... This divine punishment They foretell... fortunately, They cannot execute it immediately.

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Ancient Enmity
Darkness boils as you mention Their enemy's name before a god.

Their anger transforms into a dark forest, intending to make you lost forever... Fortunately, you still pray for light in your heart. This beam, like a faint lamp, illuminates your path back to the mortal realm... it also reveals the monstrosities the evil god created from your fears. Masterpieces crafted from your inner terrors... about death, betrayal, failure, love... After waking, these images linger.

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Spiral of Destruction
Two gods, two enemies both craving world destruction, meet unexpectedly in the depths of your mind.

Here is an excellent battlefield where They can destroy each other... destroy your mind... again and again.

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