Rites

Conception

Place the phantom dark seed from your heart into a mortal body. Through flesh and blood, nurture the egg necessary for divine birth in this world...

ID: 5010051

Type: None

Tips: None

Duration: 1 days

Waits For: 0 days

Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 1

Starts Automatically: No

Triggers Result Automatically: No

Tag Tips: None

Tag Tips Up: None

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This rite has no actions when the wait expires.

Slots

Slot #1
Only fervent hope for birthing a new world... can herald the Creator's advent

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

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Slot #2
The vessel of birth, the divine passage, the glorious defiler

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Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

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Slot #3
Host with Black Art and at least 6 Magic

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Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

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Slot #4
Devoted supplicant, offering defilement

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Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

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Slot #5
Devoted supplicant, offering defilement

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

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Slot #6
Devoted supplicant, offering defilement

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

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Pops: None

Slot #7
Essence of world, one Aether

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: No

Is Enemy: No

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Slot #8
Every mottled Stain reflects a faithful soul's shadow

Locks: Yes

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

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Pops: None

Slot #9
You may require Sultan Cards to create Stains worthy of divine consecration

Locks: No

Is Key: No

Is Empty: Yes

Is Enemy: No

Conditions:

  • Not Slot #8 = 1
  • Type = Sultan Card
  • Tag (Carnality) = 1

Pops: None

Activation Conditions

Tips: Requires Stain: follower or a Carnality Card

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Outcome

Prior

Starlight Salvation
When you entrust Lumera with this momentous ritual, the books tumble from her hands... Yet this resilient child nods firmly - as if understanding your deeper meaning.

The ritual begins. She weaves darkness skillfully, manipulating the rhythm of all things, channeling the dark lord's will here... The seed in your heart transforms from phantom to reality. The divine beacon enters the world - becoming something that can be destroyed.

Seizing this opportunity, Lumera converts all remaining ritual power into a destructive command: the spell to shatter stars, knowledge etched in her soul's depths through countless cycles since birth - allowing star-spirits to sacrifice themselves for higher purpose when the world has need.

Starting from her heart, everything in the ritual becomes stardust: beautiful, ethereal, fading into dreams, distant from the material world. A deity coveting the physical realm loses Their key, and you find liberation...

Hereafter, you will exist only within stellar songs, which will speak only of the care and joy you brought Lumera - the tenderness that saved the world.

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Regular

I Shall Bear All
You lie at the ritual's center, here to receive everyone's defilement and become the divine pathway.

Under [s3.name]'s guidance, [s4.name] removes everyone's clothing, [s5.name] distributes honey-sweet nectar, while [s6.name] lights all the candles.

In flickering light, shadows begin dancing, woven by ritual power... merging with your flesh, anchoring you between reality and the realm of illusion.

Praising this elegant posture, believers drink the nectar, allowing themselves to become moist, flowing with dark, sacred liquid.

In turn, they fill you through your body's orifices and through cracks opened by shadows... until you are black inside and out, supremely defiled, approaching that highest master...

In such darkness, the dangerous seed in your heart also becomes real, settling in your belly. [s3.name] raises the blade - before the dark egg can consume your flesh entirely, they swiftly extract it, placing it in an aether-infused solution - this shows no mercy to you, for the divine egg requires a vaster, more abundant nursery. One person cannot satisfy Their appetite or match Their majesty!

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Abyssal Offering
Alone, you lay at the center of the ritual, here soaking in all filth, becoming the conduit for God.

Under [s3.name]’s guidance, [s4.name] undressed everyone, [s5.name] distributed the honey-flavored nectar, and [s6.name] lit the candles.

In the flickering light, shadows began to dance, woven by the ritual’s power... merging with your blood and flesh, anchoring you between reality and illusion. Praising this exceptionally elegant posture, the devotees drank the nectar, moistened themselves, and exuded the dark, holy liquid.

One by one, they filled you—through every orifice of your body and the fissures ripped open by the shadows—until you were blackened inside and out, utterly profane, drawn ever closer to the Supreme Lord…

In that abyssal darkness, the perilous seed in your heart materialized and took root in your belly. [s3.name] raised a blade and, before the dark egg could devour your flesh, swiftly extracted it and placed it into an etheric solution—not out of mercy, but because the god's egg required a vaster, more abundant vessel; one mortal alone could neither sate its hunger nor reflect its majesty!

As the followers examined your blood and Body, pulling at the tendons on the egg sac, you dreamed amidst extreme pain.

The Abyss called to you, the evil forces once friendly to you were agitated by The Creator’s breath: For countless times, we longed for it to play with us, but it kept refusing the Abyss's invitation.

Now, it has found you, bring it to play with us! We'll reward you with legions! Let’s have endless games on the lower realm! Don’t let this arrogant guy ruin the material world, or no new players will join us!

Before you can reply, they eagerly deliver their summons—your flesh, blessed by the Abyss's power, churns and contorts... extruding a mass of uncanny flesh suspended between life and death. It radiates unbelievable magic... a gift any god would covet, yet also a trap the Abyss has set for it.

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Sacred Union
Every soul harbors fractures, and through these flaws, you allow shadow to seep into Maggie's heart. This proves necessary - no other could better carry the dark seed nestled within your spirit.

The ceremony commences... In wavering light, shadows begin their dance. You weave them with practiced care, binding them to Maggie's flesh, anchoring her between the world of substance and the realm of dreams.

All voices rise in hymns as you draw near, embracing her as every living thing must to spark creation, depositing the seed within your wife's form... allowing this vessel, already stained to perfect blackness, to complete the divine quickening.

Within mere heartbeats, Maggie's belly distends beyond mortal limits - this celestial egg cannot mature within such frail human confines... Believers swiftly produce ready blades, slicing open your wife's abdomen to transfer the dark egg into an aether-enriched solution.

The scene descends into bloody chaos, while Maggie's eyes turn obsidian - leaving only the pure tenderness the god has bestowed upon her.

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How Glorious
Badriyyah quivers with anticipation at becoming the Dark Sovereign's personal conduit. She eagerly positions herself at the ritual's heart, awaiting defilement and the sacred seed...

At her summons, shadows commence their dance, woven by ceremonial force... melding with her flesh, widening her apertures, bridging reality with the phantom realm...

All voices rise in hymns as you draw near, embracing her as every living thing must to spark creation, depositing the seed within her form... allowing this vessel, already stained to perfect blackness, to complete the divine quickening.

Within mere heartbeats, Badriyyah's belly distends beyond mortal limits - this celestial egg cannot mature within such frail human confines... Believers swiftly produce ready blades, slicing open her abdomen to transfer the dark egg into an aether-enriched solution.

Drenched in gore, her wounds still gaping, she struggles to prostrate herself before her master's incarnate flesh...

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Unholy Congregation
All earthly existence bears the master's mark. Now, every blemish shall become Their devotee...

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You break a Sultan Card in an extremely unclean moment
In the moment the card breaks, through the splattered stains, you glimpse a sublime vision - pure devotees kneeling before the true god. In ancient times, a god was judged evil and banished for unauthorized world-alteration - now, through game-created stains and your vision, Their name will be sanctified anew, returning once more.

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