Your Emissary
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- Tag (God's Emissary) = 1
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All mortals whose faces you still hold in memory have gathered here. Listen to their prayers! Grant their wishes! Use your bond to shape yourself and to establish a connection with the mortal realm...
ID: 5010087
Type: End
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Duration: 1 days
Waits For: 0 days
Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: -1
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Triggers Result Automatically: No
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Your Emissary
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Prayer
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Prayer
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Prayer
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Prayer
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Prayer
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Prayer
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Divinity
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You
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
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Amidst the palace ruins, a pristine white opal plaza materializes from your divine power, impeccably white and perfectly flat. Seven equally flawless crowns hover in the radiance above the plaza. Greed, desire, fear, doubt... each soul radiates these emotions, awaiting your decision...
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Darkness shrouds the palace ruins—not from dusk, but from the shadow you cast over the mortal realm. Mortals linger uneasily at this place, the threshold between reality and reveries, whispering. How will the new deity govern the realm of dreams? And how will He guide the world through dreams? To illuminate this, you forge seven keys that enable lucid dreaming. The holders of these keys will be the first to share your tales with the world, laying the foundation for all beings' dreams.
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At the summit where the palace stands, the sun and moon ascend in unison. Starlight converges, forming a grand corona—a divine spectacle unfolds. With each cycle, mortal fates are decided one by one, ushering in a new era—a fresh epoch overseen by [player.name]!
As your domination begins, seven beams of starlight descend as connections to your chosen ones—bonds spanning reincarnation and oaths of eternal service. O, valiant divine attendants, embrace your destinies...
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The unique blessing you bestow leaves Abdul awestruck. Kneeling down before you, he showers endless praise and adoration. Yet within the light that represents him, you notice distinct impurities: fear, hesitation, unease, and a yearning to exploit this moment for personal gain... These human traits are all too familiar to you, a deity born from humans.
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You select Abdul, declaring that even the realm of night requires a vizier. You are certain he will do it well, because you won't take no for an answer! Soon enough, he resigns from his daytime duties due to sheer exhaustion. However, in his dreams, you generously grant him a form immune to weariness and brimming with boundless energy! For an extended period, he traverses the dreams of your young subjects, testing their abilities, extracting labor from them, leaving them physically and mentally depleted—their slumber as restless as their waking hours... Their dazed expressions and weary yawns further solidify your influence in the realm...
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The promise of eternal life fills Abdul with ecstatic joy. Trembling with excitement, he pledges to offer you "vessels" collected from around the world, assuring you that he can craft any desired complexion, features, or physique for your divine attendants. In return, he expresses a single wish: to be reborn in the body of his dearest son.
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She is not a devout adherent, or rather, hardly a believer at all. Nonetheless, you have selected her. Embracing the power you grant, she exits your sanctuary without a backward glance. Since then, through the gleam of her blade, you witness numerous calamities and diverging paths of destiny being cleanly severed... A truly fascinating pastime.
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You have bestowed her with the gem-crafted eye. Now, she can discern the boundary between dreams and reality, observing countless restless souls and numerous mortals stumbling into peril unknowingly... Once more, Adila sharpens her blade for newly emerged threats.
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"Let me be reborn as a sword," she proclaims. Instead of eternal life or an imperishable body, she yearns to become something purer, more potent, to inspire future generations with her determination.
This aligns perfectly with the essence of [player.name]'s era... Henceforth, every maiden who wields this sword will inherit her resolve.
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As a result, for many years following, priests who honor your name summon him, regardless of his own schedule, to temples across the world to adorn your statues with gold eyes.
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Alim prays for dreamless nights for his pups—an act deemed blasphemous to you. You strike him down on the spot, yet his blood and his plea have already completed the sacrifice. Thus, his life now acts as a barrier between the realms of dreams and reality.
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Even in his final moments, Alim's deepest yearning is for those living in the mortal world! While he contemplates death deeply, he fails to grasp your desire to retain every friend in your new era. You assure him that he will witness his beloved children mature into adults in due time, and he mistakes your blessing for longevity... Anyway, may future reunions hold pleasant surprises for him.
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Arumina appears the least enthusiastic about your gift. She squanders this invaluable wish by asking you to replace the opal on her coronet with her preferred gold and emeralds... and you grant her wish with a resigned chuckle. While she might regret her choice in the days to come, this innocent plea from a carefree girl remains etched in your soul forever.
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With a joyful cheer, Arumina immediately activates the key bestowed upon her. "Dad's always bossing me around during the day! It's so annoying!" She eagerly anticipates an adventure that will take her as far as she dares. With your protection, she feels so bold to pursue her desires without fear!
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The life of a hero means tedious chores and duties, even at the risk of ruining carefully manicured nails and hairstyles. Naturally, Lady Arumina wants no part of it! Expecting her response, you assign her the perfect role—the most beautiful and graceful princess in every great saga. And what crown could be more majestic than the one woven from starlight you bestowed upon her?
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Infused with your divine power, Murad Tus rediscovers his original calling: to serve you. With his pure, white wings unfurling behind him, this angel swiftly masters his newfound power, soaring in a breathtaking flight to herald your domination to the mortal realm.
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While you primarily influence the mortal realm through dreams, there are times when you require a messenger to convey your message to waking souls.
Once again, Murad Tus has become your herald, a challenging role. While you summon him with a mere gesture in the dream realm, he must traverse the earth on foot in reality.
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Occasionally, when divine attendants are reincarnated into new forms, they resist recalling their past lives, unwittingly wasting away their days in mortal existence... In such moments, Murad Tus intervenes, beckoning them to return to [player.name]'s side...
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Overwhelmed with ecstasy, he pleads for eternal life, and you grant his wish. Vigorous vitality bloods into his body, rejuvenating his youth. As he embraces this vibrant energy in delight, myriad faces emerge, displaying expressions of joy, sorrow, shock, and rage, contending for his countenance, constantly shifting. The sheer number of these promised souls far exceeds what a mortal can withstand, as boundless vitality pours from his eyes, ears, and mouth. It swells, envelops, grows, until he vanishes into the nothingness, gone with the wind.
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Amur seizes the key you bestowed with frenzied ecstasy. Yet the moment he steps into the dream realm, demons raise their heads... Countless soul fragments, foreign to him, peel away uncontrollably. Vengeful gazes fix upon him from all directions—it is only then that he realizes his vulnerability and helplessness within the very source of dreams...
Amur raises his key, beseeching your protection, tears streaming down his face. However, by the time you turn your attention to him, a woman has delicately retrieved the key. With reverence and contentment, she bows to you, pledging her loyalty, and you accept her allegiance.
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Overwhelmed with ecstasy, he pleads for eternal life, a wish you were more than willing to grant—for this is precisely your intention. However, after reincarnation, whose soul will inherit Amur's body? The outcome of this experiment piques your curiosity.
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Asal yearns to unravel all the knowledge and mysteries of the world. Thus, you awaken his mind, granting him the capacity to decipher every thread of humanity's past and future. Consequently, he later devises a new language to encapsulate this knowledge succinctly and precisely, but unfortunately, no other human can understand his language.
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With sheer enthusiasm, Asal embraces the key you bestow, firmly convinced that within the realm of dreams lie myriad treasures of knowledge waiting to be discovered and documented...
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Hesitantly, Asal reveals his wish: he yearns to depart from your domain, believing that only then can he truthfully chronicle it. Instead of holding him back, you bestow your blessing to the quill he always uses, ensuring that its ink never runs dry, and that whoever holds it—be it Asal or his reincarnation—will always recall every story and piece of knowledge it has ever transcribed.
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Disdainful of the pure white divine light that devastated her homeland, she refuses to bow before you. Her proud defiance stings you, yet you refrain from punishing her—or more accurately, the immense effort to restrain from obliterating this faithless soul drains the very power you intended to bestow upon her.
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As she voices this wish, tears glisten on her cheeks. Responding to her plea, you weave a sweet dream exclusively for her—a realm where all she holds dear thrives, safe, content, and eternally united... forever and ever...
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The girl remains oblivious to your transformation. When you ask about her desires, Anita regards you warily, even pained: "Are you going to abandon me too? I don't want anything." She persists, resolute and unyielding. Therefore, you simply stroke her hair, reserving the gift intended for her for a more fitting moment in the future.
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With a mix of disbelief and curiosity, Adil dons the coronet, a sight both majestic and amusing as this burly, bare-chested man has never envisioned himself adorned in such magnificence... To mask his awkwardness, he implores you to impartially judge all the world's evils. Little does he realize that as his plea resonates, your divine power extends. Countless imperfections are laid bare before his eyes as he requests, a burden of unimaginable weight yet unbeknownst to him!
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Technically, humans are unable to conceal their malice and desires in dreams. This presents a potential breakthrough for resolving challenging cases... Despite his lack of reverence, Adil accepts the key you bestow, embarking on a journey between reality and dreams.
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Adil asks, if reincarnation and rebirth exist, does this mean the possibility to atone for one's past-life mistakes? This question piques your interest, and you grant him the corresponding power, a noble mission he has yet to grasp.
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Upon Ansuya's head, the pure white crown metamorphoses into a blazing sword, reshaping itself to her will. Clutching it awkwardly yet resolutely, she swings it, then lifts her gaze toward the former ruins, bowing respectfully to you.
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Embracing your key, Ansuya establishes a sanctuary in the realm of dreams for weeping, wandering girls. They arrive with tales of grief for the night, and depart with legends of Ansuya and yourself to carry into the daylight.
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"If there lies another life for me, may I be born where no one knows me." Ansuya beseeches, her wish stirring your contemplation. When all familiar faces fade, does one truly experience rebirth? Or do they step into the realm of death?
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With profound awe, he embraces your blessing, sealing a new contract between you. Once more, he will lease your protection and reputation, yet this time, the price he will pay far exceeds mere gold coins.
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With utmost respect, Bharat clutches the key—a pass, and a license for trade. His mind already brims with visions of which rare commodities will yield the greatest profit, and how to balance the scales of two worlds and their supply-demand dynamics...
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A fresh era! An unprecedented epoch! Bharat visibly trembles as he embraces the authority you bestow upon him. He vows to open new channels, seek out invaluable treasures from other kingdoms and even other realms to fortify you and your followers. In exchange, he seeks exemption from inheritance tax for all his future reincarnations...
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The moment the image of you, [player.name], in all your divine glory, crosses Badriyyah's mind, this solemn and sacred scene suddenly appears utterly absurd to her... She even bursts into laughter, devoid of any reverence! You decide not to reprimand her for the violation since she has refrained from bringing unspecified filth to your plaza. Once her laughter fades, she raises the coronet and makes her request: she demands three chances to summon [player.name], namely, you yourself. You seal this pact onto the palm of her other hand.
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Badriyyah clutches the key, her eyes gleaming with sheer excitement! Your divine blessing opens up a new path for her. While she has considered summoning the Cultic God, she has never envisioned becoming a goddess herself! Enthusiastically, she initiates her experiments. In the realm of dreams, she assumes the image of a potent goddess under the Great Lord of Darkness, fulfilling her followers' wishes in peculiar ways and devising all sorts of mischievous schemes... Soon, she amasses a substantial following! Her name, alongside your revered title, gradually spreads throughout the realm of daylight, invoked and revered...
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Badriyyah adamantly refuses to worship you, especially upon foreseeing the new era you usher in. She flees faster than anyone else—imagine if death didn't bring eternal rest but marked the start of another wretched, miserable life! That thought alone would be utterly unbearable! However, for Badriyyah, it is already too late. She finds herself trapped in a cycle of repeatedly burning through her life, cursing your presence, only to be reborn time and again under your rules... She becomes the recurring pain you must endure intermittently, with no clue as to when this torment will fade. You wait, yet you don't anticipate her surrender.
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Lady Becky pays no heed, failing to comprehend your summons or simply choosing to ignore you as before. Henth, with a wave of your hand, the pure white crown condenses into a tiny, flickering speck of light, catching Lady Becky's attention... True to his nature, he can't resist pouncing on it! As he plays, the light morphs at his whims—into a butterfly, a little bird, or a ball of yarn... Anyway, Lady Becky is utterly satisfied with the joy you present!
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Cats are naturally nocturnal creatures, so why not invite him to accompany you in the realm of dreams? Knowing his free-spirited nature, you securely fasten the key around his neck, adjust his collar for a snug fit that won't easily slip off, and resist the urge to inscribe your name and contact details on the collar, despite the temptation.
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Infusing Lady Becky with your divine power, you enhance his intellect and well-being, ensuring a longer lifespan. In addition, you fortify the bond between his soul and yours, ensuring that he will always remember you through reincarnations... Over time, this cat will accumulate a vast amount of knowledge, and who knows, maybe one day he will usher in his own purrfect new era?
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Buthayna is awestruck by your divine power coursing through her, yet as a worldly woman, she swiftly regains her composure. With a solemn and dignified air, she wears the crown that radiates shifting brilliance, then performs a dance that mysteriously exudes a sacred aura... This dance later becomes a mandatory lesson for all future priestesses serving you, and naturally, many of the initial priestesses have previously worked in the houses of delights... From Buthayna's perspective, serving a true god should feel more dignified than catering to men. Well, it should... at the very least.
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With delight, Buthayna embraces the key entrusted to her. To her, this signifies only one thing—the opportunity to extend the houses of delights into everyone's dreams! She oversees the erotic fantasies of all those deprived of physical intimacy. As for those who cannot pay homage or settle their debts, she ensures they experience the most draining torments until they are depleted of their essence! Day after day, she works with boundless enthusiasm!
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Utterly perplexed, Buthayna gazes up to you, posing a series of questions: Why would a perfect, glorious era need an aged prostitute like her? "What do you need of me? Are you planning to establish houses of delights everywhere...? Do gods also have sexual desires and consort with prostitutes?"
You swiftly interrupt her thoughts, preventing her from stealing glances at your private parts. Guiding the starlight to merge with her soul, you allow her to seek answers within the endless cycles of rebirth...
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At your first utterance, Fadia kneels before you. "I obey." With a reverent kiss upon the opal floor, she ascends to the rank of your angel. You have countless tasks to assign to this reliable and obedient attendant.
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Why must people endure so much sorrow and suffering in life? With this question weighing on her heart, Fadia accepts the key you bestow, dissolving into the realm of the dreams. From then on, many fortunate souls encounter her in their dreams, many fortunate souls meet her in their dreams, subconsciously pouring out their troubles and worries to her, akin to purging impurities from their beings or removing the worm-ridden parts of an apple. Upon awakening, they find themselves liberated from those burdens, embracing a light-hearted and joyful life!
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As you gaze upon Fadia, you discern the deep regret overflowing within her heart. Hence, you pluck the strings of her soul, assuring her with a smile that she need not fear making mistakes any longer, as you have granted her the ability to rectify those errors across countless opportunities and cycles... The young lady, unaware of the destiny unfolding before her, repeatedly expresses her gratitude to you in that moment.
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Fardak, donning the crown bestowed by you, returns to his—and indeed, your—domain. Every night, he offers prayers in the temple, recounting the joys and sorrows of the mortal world. Much remains as it was before, except now you no longer face each other—the space between you has widened. Only at times, when he unintentionally utters [player.name]'s name, his words dissolve into a prolonged, intricate silence.
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You succinctly explain the key's function to him, and he promptly weaves a divine miracle within his domain, bringing rainfall from the dream realm to the mortal world... Thus, you effortlessly secure a new gateway to extend your influence. Well done, Fardak!
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In that instant, he comprehends the pledge you bestow and realizes the weighty burden it carries. After a brief pause, Fardak closes his eyes, embracing his duties along with your presence with every fiber of his being. While a mortal's decision is anticipated to hold little sway over a god, at that moment, your glimpse into the future sharpens...
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Upon receiving the crown, Faraj eagerly expresses his intention to compile a sacred canon for you—a heartfelt desire. Thus, the crown transforms into a pristine-white quill. Any words penned with this quill carry divine endorsement and authority. However, for years thereafter, you wrestle with headaches as you amend overly radical expressions within the canon until you eventually cease your futile endeavors...
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The instant the key lands in his palm, Faraj comprehends the meaning of dreams and discerns the turmoil troubling [player.name], the revered deity he honors. Hence, he absorbs the key, allowing its divine energy to reshape his form into a monumental structure emerging from the heart of ever-changing sands, rivers, mists, and dreams—an awe-inspiring sight for all to witness. Those who gaze upon it will forever recall your name and your legends, truthfully inscribed. As long as you exist, this monument remains immortal, serving as a steadfast anchor rooted in the realm of reality.
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Faraj's eyes sparkle with sheer enthusiasm! He pours forth a torrent of words, pledging undying loyalty for a hundred lifetimes. As he finally concludes, he makes a single request: to return to your side regardless of circumstances.
Undoubtedly, he stands as your trustworthy, dependable attendant, an extension of yourself that you can effortlessly wield... While pondering his request absentmindedly, a unique bond is forged between you; yet deep within, a subtle unease lingers... like being tethered to a cat's tail—mostly docile, yet occasionally rebellious...
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Upon receiving the coronet you bestow, Fatuna makes no wishes. Perhaps, for her, possessing this divine power and the acknowledgment from the bestower is good enough. In later years, when you are preoccupied and unable to intervene in mortal affairs, she rises to the esteemed rank of High Priestess for a period.
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Without a moment's hesitation, Fatuna ventures into your realm of darkness and dreams. There, she sifts through fragments of mortal thoughts, cursing all who prove unfaithful. Those unfaithful to you, to love, to vows and promises... all shall meet their end in slumber.
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A myriad of emotions flickers across Fatuna's face... Still, she accepts your arrangement, for who could defy the decision of a true god? Yet, with a tinge of bitterness, she remarks that bestowing countless springs upon a withered flower is futile, as the blossom of the following year will never be the same one.
You disagree with her words, intending to prove her wrong.
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Qais wastes no time in donning the coronet you bestow! His family has a long history of serving deities, and his innate sense of justice propels him to eradicate evil and rectify wrongs. Fueled by his fervent devotion, his form transforms, turning pure and white as he rises to stand as an angel beside you.
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Holding the key you grant him, Qais senses a familiar calling... Perhaps his ancestors, too, once visited this realm, bringing forth rituals and concealed fragments to the mortal world... How fortunate he is to roam freely within this treasure-filled domain, with the chance to unveil the complete and magnificent truth... Qais finds himself lost in the enchanted dream.
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Alongside the power you bestow upon Qais, you entrust him with a sacred responsibility. Who will be deemed worthy to serve as divine attendants, blazing trails and crafting legends? And who shall be deemed unworthy for your era? This discernment now rests upon him...
Undoubtedly, this is crucial for the smooth operation of [player.name]'s era... He trembles with a mix of anxiety and profound reverence at your trust.
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Holding the ornate crown, he gazes up at the clouds. Typically, mortals are unable to perceive a deity's presence unless they choose to reveal themselves, yet you feel his gaze fixed upon you. Slowly, he speaks with a rather blunt tone: "So, you need some guidance on common sense?"
You decide not to stoop to this barbarian's level. With a grunt, you swiftly bless the arrows in his quiver before sending him away in annoyance.
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Before the key you bestow ever reaches Gullis, an arrow strikes its handle, propelling it into the distance, while Gullis seizes the opportunity to flee in the opposite direction. Relentlessly, he defies his predestined fate, spending his life evading, hiding, and resisting.
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You chuckle at his candid, straightforward response. Nevertheless, you bless his bow and arrows, assuring him that he needs only to focus on this lifetime. By the way, making him indebted to you seems like a simple matter, doesn't it?
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As you channel your divine power into Habib's form, he requests an ingredient—a forbidden substance that has no place in your world. Simply mentioning its existence could prompt you to obliterate this presumptuous mortal... However, his plea is sacred, something you must not decline.
With your silent consent, Habib concocts crimson wine and bakes golden bread... laying the foundation for a new holy communion.
Occasionally, devotees who are fortunate enough to taste these otherworldly delicacies catch fleeting glimpses of [player.name], tales from your human days.
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To Habib, everything in the dream world—exotic beasts, flowers, trees, even mountains, rivers, sun, moon, and stars—is edible! Within the dream realm, he leads people to indulge in this world, feasting throughout the night... Upon their awakening, the devoured elements become wellsprings of their magic...
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As Habib embraces the power of reincarnation you bestow, he makes an unusual, almost manic request: he desires the next "Habib" to consume his very own body, thus inheriting his knowledge and skills... but not his soul, as you deem it too humble to carry any value as a legacy.
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With a hint of hesitation, Hassan accepts your coronet. To his amazement, this time he remains unaffected—not brainwashed, not transformed into a mindless puppet singing praises to the gods, and his soul is not flooded with inexplicable universal love!
Reassured, he gently strokes the lamb in his arms, inspired to verse—a tale of [player.name] during his human days.
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Like all poets, Hassan seeks poetic musings within dreams, yet this pursuit inadvertently allows their creations to seep into the realm of dreams.
Every image bound by words, every metaphor, every repetition... accumulates in dreams, transforming into mountains that people must traverse. At times, individuals awaken and complain to Hassan that his poems have been piling up in their minds for days! They can't even dream in peace!
Fortunately, Hassan himself is spared this torment. In these dreams, Lamblet grows colossal, devouring everything blocking his path...
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"But my soul resides within my poems, [player.name]," Hassan replies. So, this gluttonous, lustful, obese, cowardly mortal believes he needs no reincarnations for his works to be immortalized by the world! He thinks he can gain immortality and lay claim to others' souls even without your divine influence!
A poet? What a joke! More like an arrogant clown...
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You harness your divine power to elevate this idol, transforming it into a lesser deity, one who will unleash flames and retribution based on mysterious, unfathomable criteria... Such is the enigmatic will of a true god.
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You unleash a monster into the realm of dreams. Henceforth, those haunted by the awareness of their own misdeeds, and those who acknowledge they deserve retribution, their fear shall draw this fiery specter of vengeance...
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O, divine attendants! Never allow the splendor of reincarnation to breed arrogance! While [player.name] designed eternity, He also crafted your demise! Brought forth by the executioner who severs the cycle and terminates rebirth! Tremble! With respect for annihilation, deliver the most impeccable performance in [player.name]'s era!
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Since ancient times, fortuitous scars have served as humanity's conduit to divine will, from charred bones to shattered entrails. However, for [player.name], the new Immaculate Purity, His will is channeled through Lady Jalila's whip.
Only the purest, most devout adherents may serve as oracles, and once Jalila completes her tasks, you will pay no heed to your priests' disputes and findings, as your private discourse with her has finished.
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At present, Jalila has an additional chamber dedicated to her endeavors, located within the realm of dreams. Beware, for it houses unfathomable torments and ecstasies beyond reality. Neither death nor orgasm will stir those within her domain... until Lady Jalila decrees otherwise.
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Having grasped the concept of infinite cycles within [player.name]'s era, Jalila implores you for a definitive endpoint—a sacred pledge, a safe word where all joys and sorrows will cease to exist... Upon your consent, she willingly entrusts her soul into your hands.
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Jemor's form contracts, overlaid with a layer of gold... When bathed in divine radiance, even the most despicable can become an angel! Praise this miracle...
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Much like his thoughts, Jemor's dream realm teems with schemes, traps, and lies. Within them breed monsters lurking in shadows, ready to ambush mortals who venture into his territory... This serves as a warning for the dangers that abound in the realm of dreams...
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Can such a vile and despicable soul also earn reincarnations? Indeed, he can, and his brutality grows with each cycle... One day, he shall evolve into the abhorrent demon who perpetually returns to the mortal realm, a whispered legend among mortals.
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Hamar's body swells, overlaid with a layer of gold... When bathed in divine radiance, even the most despicable can become an angel! Praise this miracle...
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Much like his thoughts, Hamar's dream realm teems with violence, torments, and terrors. Within them breed monsters lurking in shadows, ready to ambush mortals who venture into his territory... This serves as a warning for the dangers that abound in the realm of dreams...
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Can such a vile and despicable soul also earn reincarnations? Indeed, he can, and his brutality grows with each cycle... One day, he shall evolve into the abhorrent demon who perpetually returns to the mortal realm, a whispered legend among mortals.
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Infused with your divine power, Zephyr receives his reward: a tool to serve you better. With his pure, white wings unfurling behind him, this angel swiftly masters his newfound power, soaring in a breathtaking flight to herald your domination to the mortal realm.
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While you primarily influence the mortal realm through dreams, there are times when you require a messenger to convey your message to waking souls.
Zephyr remains your faithful herald, a challenging role. While you summon him with a mere gesture in the dream realm, he must traverse the earth on foot in reality.
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Occasionally, when divine attendants are reincarnated into new forms, they resist recalling their past lives, unwittingly wasting away their days in mortal existence... In such moments, Zephyr intervenes, beckoning them to return to [player.name]'s side...
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Behold, the chronicle of a maiden born noble, reduced to servitude, and ultimately crowned a saintess! People will worship this legend, kissing the blessed gold dust scattered upon her... and in turn, revere your divine power that shapes destiny! Only you know that after having experienced all this, her heart harbors no faith or trust. Nonetheless, it matters not, for within that emptiness lies what you seek—the original form of [player.name].
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How could Arumina dare to venture deep into the dreams you promised? She has grown weary of losing everything or being subjected to fate's cruel manipulations orchestrated by[player.name].
Hence, to the inhabitants of the dream world, she has become a sealed door, a tightly shut window... yet they persistently seek opportunities to entice her, to scare her, to delve into her soul...
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Arumina longs for protection and deliverance, so you tell her that the stage of [player.name]'s era requires a crucial element: a princess to be captured, a treasure to be seized... as the reward for destined heroes—such is her eternal fate. She stands powerless against your decree.
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Having rejected all the power and authority you pledged, Raed disbelieves in the existence of a supreme, benevolent god, particularly one who was once known as [player.name]! For this offense, she has been exiled forever, wandering the wilderness. Nevertheless, she has also received a unique blessing due to her memories of [player.name]...
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Initially intending to plunder the wealthy in their dreams, Raed soon discovers their hearts are pitifully barren.
Eventually, she chooses to steal their secrets or implant something within them instead... Altering reality isn't solely the realm of gods, is it?
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Raed wishes for an era where anyone has an opportunity to ascend the ranks... You grant her wish, and she witnesses the brutal reality of that opportunity firsthand. Hence, she begins to reproach you, declaring she would rather be reborn as livestock than join in your game...
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"Must everything be recorded with absolute truth?" He trembles, kneeling on the ground, imploring the light in the sky. Yes, indeed. Record everything faithfully. Such is the sacred canon containing the ultimate truth, spanning countless volumes. Mortals will scrutinize every word you inscribe for generations to come!
And so, you persist in your divine proclamation, infusing the intricacies of [player.name]'s endless games into his head, overflowing with his own blood.
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As the supreme ruler governs the mortal realm through dreams, His scribes must record each subject's words and deeds within their dreams. Hence, Lazag compels courtiers, nobles, and even passing maids to recount their dreams, instructing scribes to organize these accounts with the same precision as they record the emperor's decrees and deeds.
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Lazag aspires to chronicle the heroic feats of the divine attendants throughout [player.name]'s era. Thus, he is presented with a platinum tome, its records unalterable. He will bear witness to the births and demises of each generation of those illustrious souls...
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The Prince of the Stars places the coronet bestowed upon him upon his head, only to swiftly remove it—it feels uncomfortable. You discern the whispers within the heart of this untamed mercenary. "Hey, [player.name]? Do you remember when we had a drink together? Will you just chill with all the supremacy vibes around me?"
You chuckle at his thoughts, transforming the coronet into a magnificent goblet, promising him that whenever the Immaculate Purity's radiance shines, this goblet will be filled with exquisite wine or coins—some offerings from the faithful, others from your divine influence.
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He thrusts his sword through the ring of the key presented, its edge piercing the circle. As he turns it, the two artifacts inexplicably meld into one, forming a weapon imbued with the power to slay both mortals and nightmares.
In the days when creatures from the dream world begin to roam the mortal realm, this sword ensures its mercenary wielder is never short of employment...
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"Do you desire your realm and kin to be remembered forever? Or even to reclaim their lost honor, perhaps?" Tempted by such pledges, the Prince of the Stars vows to follow you through endless cycles...
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You bestow divine power upon Lumera, and she struggles to maintain her form in the mortal realm, yet she no longer bears the appearance of a mortal.
Through the divine radiance emanating from her, even the most unaware mortal instantly grasps the teachings of the Immaculate Purity—[player.name] Himself. You are well aware that Lumera may seize this chance to impart more wisdom upon mortals than strictly necessary, but as long as she prioritizes your teachings, this slight deviation is acceptable.
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Lumera has witnessed your realm of dreams. Not only does she convey her observations to mortals, but also shares them with the stars above. Through her mediation, you eventually reach a friendly agreement with the stars. Now, not only do they witness the deeds of mortals in the waking world but they also venture into the dream world—to experience and consume mortal dreams! The source of the greatest delights for the stars!
Thus, numerous stars immerse themselves in mortal dreams, blurring the boundary between the night skies of reality and the dream realm.
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You commune with Lumera, discussing how to uphold a glorious era that never ends. Lumera does not oppose your idea, not only out of reverence as your servant, but also due to the stars' frequent reincarnation through mortal vessels, an act not inherently evil.
Nonetheless, Lumera recommends establishing a pathway between your divine attendants and the stars, allowing weary souls—even your own—to find temporary respite as celestial bodies amidst endless cycles of rebirth. Although her words don't immediately spark your trust towards the stars, you find her suggestions enlightening.
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You have bestowed your divine power upon Malkina. Now, she no longer needs cosmetics but instead directly sculpting the features of others... Malkina, with unwavering dedication, recalls the visage of [player.name] and portrays His myriad forms across infinite cycles... May the world forever remember that before becoming the Immaculate Purity, He was once a mortal with countless legends.
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Within the realm of dreams, Malkina has embarked on a new venture: crafting makeup for supernatural entities, enabling them to delicately interact with mortals who venture into the dream realm. She also fashions masks for mortals exploring the dream world, allowing them to seamlessly blend in with otherworldly beings...
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You direct Malkina to design attire for [player.name]'s new era—garments that will not only define individuals' identities and social strata but also become the sacred code, your instrument for governing the realm. Warriors are to stand tall in moments of crisis. Craftsmen must rectify at least three errors of their predecessors... At the bottom rung, cowards and untouchables carry the heaviest burdens. Nonetheless, all have the opportunity to ascend gloriously as divine attendants.
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You entrust Mahir with a sacred duty—to craft a divine creation as awe-inspiring as the Dragon's Eye, serving as the vessel for [player.name], the new Immaculate Purity in the fresh era... Hm, Mahir? Does it have to be a massive super-robot?
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Craftsmen can retrieve essence from the dream realm. Such is Mahir's wish that will soon evolve into a shared secret known to all adept, skilled craftsmen.
These ethereal materials are imperceptible yet infused during moments of utmost focus... This arcane art shall animate swords, make puppets sing, and kindle stoves unaided... the magic in the new era...
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You grant Mahir nearly limitless funds for a single objective: to transmit and store souls through machinery. Through this innovative technology, your power will extend to more mortals via machinery, hosting countless eternal performers on your grand stage...
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You grant Manar resources, followers, and even a share of your divine power! Her quest now is to venture into the uncharted outer world, veiled in mist beyond the reach of your devotees... Although her faith in you may not be pure, this fact doesn't trouble you, for one of your eyes is deeply linked to her.
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Manar firmly believes that all realms await human exploration. In response to her wish, the once-capricious realm of dreams has maintained relatively stable landscapes since she began charting it. She meticulously records the fantastical sites encountered in the dream, detailing the mystical encounters following each threshold crossed. These records, sought after by those seeking wisdom and power from the dream realm, are considered invaluable treasures...
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You reveal to Manar the existence of other planes—realms filled with otherworldly lore, alien myths, and divergent timelines... Fueled by excitement, she embraces her newfound abilities, embarking on an eternal odyssey across realms.
While to others, this perpetual journey might seem like a curse, to her, it is pure bliss... Naturally, you have kept hidden from her the fates that await the myriad worlds.
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Initially hesitant and considering fleeing, Maggie eventually dons the radiant crown upon realizing this is her finally opportunity to contact directly with you. In that moment, she understands that her husband, [player.name], will never return...
Her sorrow is fleeting, for she has long prepared herself—there is much to be done to safeguard the remnants of her cherished world! With grace, she embraces the power bestowed by [player.name] upon her, akin to inheriting her husband's legacy as a rightful wife.
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Aware of your presence concealed within the depths of the dream realm, Maggie embarks on a quest to seek you out. Holding the key you have bestowed, she ventures fearlessly into the darkest depths of the realm...
The black dragon king in Gloombog, the white stag hunter in the Phantom Forest, the seventeen-eyed prophet in Underocean, and the false angel in the Celeste Ruins... Countless beings have crossed her path, all presented with a single question: "Have you ever met [player.name], my dear husband?"
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Maggie wishes for [player.name]'s return... only to witness the harsh nature of your reappearance. Soon, you notice her escape to a realm devoid of your devotees, a domain shrouded in mist... Yet, you harbor no concerns, for you have implanted the secret of reincarnation within her essence. Regardless of the eons that pass and the deaths you endure, she will forever remain your wife...
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Immediately, Nayla proclaims herself as the spokesperson for [player.name] and issues edits in His name.
While this initially stirs unrest in the newly established empire, many breathe a sigh of relief—they have feared that there would be no one in this new empire who could be swayed by bribery and flattery!
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Even in the realm of dreams, Nayla remains adept at finding suitable mates. She seeks out individuals who captivate her—initially men, and eventually, women—mating with them... leaving only faint traces upon awakening.
Gradually, a multitude of dream-born beings join her ranks... and these invasive dreams eventually become a tale of folklore.
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Nayla wishes for power, strength, fame, and beauty... yet she declines your most precious gift. She rejects the prospects of reincarnation and inhabiting the bodies of lowly women...
Her rejection will eventually transform your blessing into a curse within her... Nonetheless, you bestow your gift upon her, granting her every desire.
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Upon receiving your blessing, Jenna resolves to complete her first task—to craft a new sacred emblem for you using light, flame, crystal, and diamond! This emblem will symbolize [player.name], the new Immaculate Purity!
As the spark of inspiration courses through her veins, tears of gold stream down her cheeks for the weighty responsibility bestowed, for the divine authority to mold extraordinary materials at will, and for all her other creations, destined to be forever overshadowed by this grand emblem like stars dimmed by the radiant sun...
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Colossal gleaming carapaces, dewdrops preserving visions, and the eyes and teeth of otherworldly creatures... In the realm of dreams, Jenna crafts innovative works from unprecedented materials. Later, both humans and supernatural beings engage in trade with her within dreams, and as a result, human wisdom and certain non-human traits begin to circulate...
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You instruct Jenna to start crafting masks, not solely for yourself but also for all divine attendants destined to join you in your divine saga. Henceforth, mortals start to identify them by the visages and emblems adorning their masks, regardless of the myriad reincarnations they have undergone or the vessels they have inhabited.
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Riel remains skeptic in the concept of the Immaculate Purity and doesn't fully trust you. Her untamed wild nature subjects her to anguish resembling an endless ordeal. Flames, lightning, and blinding light torment her body and crush her spirit until she completely loses her sanity in ceaseless screams. She sheds her human form, transforming into a hound loyal to the gods... before swiftly devouring the liver of an unfortunate soul.
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To Riel, the realm of dreams is a treasure trove where countless monsters await her hunt. Reshaped by her wish, each of these creatures possesses delicious livers or what appear to be livers. Riel firmly believes that consuming these livers within the dream will grant her strength in the waking world... Her belief, along with the livers she seeks to taste, becomes a channel for the exchange of power between the two realms.
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Aspiring to accomplish valorous feats, Riel envisions herself as the central figure in the tribal epic sung across [player.name]'s era... Her desire inspires and comforts you, for even a god may fear the conclusion of their own era. Perhaps poetry does serve as a fitting resting place after all.
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Sadani's sole concern revolves around one thing: your endorsement for the future emperor—the child she carries within her. For this purpose, she welcomes any boon you may bestow upon her... Such is the depth of a mortal's love for their child! Alas, when the divine power within the crown courses through her, her heart changes. Now, all she yearns for is to guide her child in the ways of serving a true god...
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Sadani dares not enter the realm of dreams—what if it harms the child she carries in with her? You remain silent, as the key has already selected the fetus within her... The hazy, primordial dream in the amniotic fluid swirls in the cauldron... Otherworld entities gather, curiously adding their own gifts to the mix, stirring, sampling, and anticipating...
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A child is the continuation of a mother's life—this idea once consumed Sadani's thoughts... However, upon embracing the authority you bestow, she realizes the true path for perpetuating her existence. Enlightened by this revelation, she cultivates an even deeper love for the new life growing within her, for what love could be more potent or sincere than a person loving their own life?
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As Samir accepts the crown, you hear the vision within his soul. You instilled in his mind the wisdom of this world and beyond—an array of formulas for cures, awaiting him to explore and validate throughout his lifetime.
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What are dreams? How are they constructed and interwoven? And how do they project our thoughts, shake our souls, even manipulate our bodies and influence our waking actions?
You grant Samir permission to study them, and one day, he actually extracts an Aether-like substance from dissected fragments of dreams...
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In response to his wish, you unveil the secrets of immortality with the physician, enabling him to combat disease and death. In this vast, eternal era, his legend is fated to endure...
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Zazie is taken aback by your choice, even feeling somewhat scared, as she doubts she possesses anything of value to you.
Nonetheless, she accepts the coronet, embracing your blessing and perceiving your might, your terror, and your madness stemming from the Immaculate Purity—a madness intent on obliterating humanity... In this realization, she finds solace, transforming into a golden angel soaring amidst the flames, now serving another tyrant and seeking another gateway to a higher realm...
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In the realm of dreams, Zazie embraces her true form—an entity with the claws and jaws of a leopard, the midsection of a colossal serpent, and resplendent feathers and wings of a paradise bird... Delighted by this newfound shape, she discovers strength, joy, and liberation in the shadowy jungle.
You are aware that as she revels in her delight, the power from the dream realm will seep into reality, yet you never disclose this to her.
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Zazie wonders whether she, too, can become a goddess in [player.name]'s era? Will she be given the opportunity to ascend from mortal to divine, much like you?
Thus, you reveal to her the mythical realms you aim to conquer, knowing that her ambition will serve as the gateway for your conquest...
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You ponder that perhaps a mortal devoid of any loyalty could offer surprise factors, but unfortunately, her hollow soul crumbles in the face of your brilliance... She is cleansed into an empty shell, an incorruptible puppet. Perhaps your devotees will venerate her as a marvel, making offerings, but that will hold little significance for you.
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In her dreams, Salwiyah discovers more lovers, and upon awakening, she will extract their gifts from her body. Thus, she uncovers a pathway bridging two realms, a pathway she navigates adeptly for her own benefit.
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To Salwiyah, the most prized possessions in the world are those taken from other women! Therefore, you fulfill her desire, permitting her to seize the most valuable treasures... This is how you choose maidens from the mortal realm to serve you.
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The crown you bestow upon Aziz transforms into splendid armor, adorning his body while enveloping his true self. Since that moment, Aziz maintains a vow of silence—an act regarded as reverence, yet you are aware that in the stillness of night, when solitude reigns, he softly utters [player.name]'s name, as though He were still mortal...
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Venturing into the dream realm holds no novelty for Aziz. During his childhood, he witnessed the tribe's shaman traverse desert landscapes in slumber, questing for water sources and oases... even prophesying the Sultan's reign, a revelation his father dismissed at the time.
To Aziz, dreams and reality intertwine seamlessly. This conviction, whether deliberate or instinctive, initiates a gradual merge of the two realms...
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To battle by the god's command and ascend as immortal divine attendants—such is the tenet of the nomads' primal faith. Without a moment's hesitation, Aziz embraces [player.name]'s era... He stands prepared to wage war in your name and carve out a legendary legacy.
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As the creature of the mirror receives your blessing, it trembles in fear, fully aware of the inevitable fate awaiting it. Your crown strikes like a nail, shattering it into countless shards of glass... each shard bearing a unique hue, reflecting the mortal figure it once imitated and mirrored.
These shards are later crafted into the stained glass windows of the great cathedral, depicting scenes of your ascension from mortal to deity, with the image of [player.name] immortalized within them.
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With a burst of laughter, [xiaochou.name] swallows the key and reverts to the twisted form [xiaochou.gender] had at birth, gradually fading into nothingness. Your reckless act triggers a merging of illusions in the dream realm and the mirrors, allowing mortals not only to see their own reflections but also catch glimpses of their deepest desires... Those who relentlessly pursue these illusions may find themselves slipping into another realm...
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[xiaochou.name] recognizes your ambition. [xiaochou.gender] understands your pursuit of conquering legendary entities. Jinns, dragons, trolls, and krakens... they will all play a role in your grand saga, whether as foes or loyal servants.
Thus, seizing the opportunity you bestow, [xiaochou.gender] flees, aspired to become a legendary terror in [player.name]'s era...
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Arzuna was initially drawn to you with hopes of a kindred connection...
Now, she stands before your undeniable divine power, realizing the vast difference between you and the inevitable nature of your gift. Radiance emanates from her form as she begins to dance for you, a true god, yet the essence that you crave deep within the recesses of her soul remains elusive to you.
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In the realm of dreams, power, lineage, and wealth hold no sway. Instead, creativity, passion, and vitality reign supreme. This is exactly the world Arzuna longs for.
Everything in the dream is so vivid, filling her with ceaseless creativity... As the dream sky transforms with the twirl of her skirt and the earth ripples with the movement of her hips, she gradually merges into the dream itself...
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Arzuna desires to leave a lasting legacy. Immortality is not her aspiration—that would be a fate too grim. She yearns for the dances and shapes she has crafted to be etched into history, showcased in festival crowds, murals, and sculptures... a timeless presence in [player.name]'s era. This form of existence offers you a glimpse of enlightenment.
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Embracing the inevitable, Shama welcomes your blessing, your divine coronet, and the purification and rectifications that follow.
Bathed in the sacred light, she transforms into your angel, elegant in form, her body untainted by the imperfections of gender, wholly dedicated to divine duty... or so it seems.
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Shama discovers her true home in the realm of dreams. It's where all monsters reside, a sanctuary for those deemed too hideous or too beautiful, rejected by humans... They revel in the depths of darkness, singing to greet their kindred, their apostles...
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Shama makes a bold wish: she dreams of a future in [player.name]'s glorious era where humans can freely choose their gender once they have discovered their true selves, rather than at birth. Recognizing the immense potential in her wish, you grant it and correct certain imperfections within her. Now empowered to bear offspring capable of choosing their gender, she witnesses the unfolding of their lives...
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The moment the coronet touches Inal's head, it morphs into a pristine white wreath. Embracing this gift as if it were always hers, she welcomes your divine power and converses with you as usual... She still regards you as [player.name], her master in need of care, and you warmly welcome her devotion.
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The allure of the dream realm captivates Inal so deeply that she lingers there, almost neglecting her household duties! Her frustration and unique bond to reality prompt the dream realm to create a special exit for her, and for all lost souls...
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Upon receiving the authority you grant, Inal comprehends all and acquires the expertise and strength necessary for reincarnating in various forms. Instantly, she passes away, entering into countless cycles of rebirth. Regardless of the era you bring forth, she remains unbounded by you, impartially recounting your tale across numerous lifetimes...
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As the coronet settles upon Emane's head, it erupts into flames, turning her eyes into fiery orbs. As she casts her gaze upon the scene with her ablaze eyes, the faithless wail in torment, seared by her stare...
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Emane accepts the key but halts at the threshold of the dream realm, deeming humanity unworthy to enter the divine realm... Instead, she aspires to be the Dream Keeper. In answer to her pledge, colossal walls rise around her, walls formed of earth, stone, flame, and flesh...
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Emane expresses a wish, that in [player.name]'s era, transgressors face a punishment more harrowing than death. In response to her desire, you unveil the secret of reincarnation to her... Henceforth, those who defy you or show disrespect to her will be reborn as beasts and vermin, eternally stripped of their humanity.
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Iman regards you with a touch of confusion, yet he accepts the sacred coronet with profound reverence. Draping the veil you crafted from your divine radiance, he completes the smoothest religious transition in history.
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With extra patience, you ask Iman whether he desires to govern the joys or torments within your dream realm. After a moment's silence, he humbly bows his head, expressing his wish to oversee the void that lies beyond the realm of dreams.
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Granting approval to Iman's wish, you etch a mark deep within his soul, a wound so profound that even you, the Creator, cannot mend. Only through this scar can its significance persist, untarnished through the countless cycles of reincarnation...
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With a swell of pride, Zaki adorns himself with the coronet bestowed by you. Reflecting on your mortal days, you remember the high expectations you held for this earnest young man, who diligently sought to emulate your every action and word! Now that you have elevated to the supreme throne, what heights might he reach?
Thus, bathed in your divine radiance, Zaki transforms into a pure white angel standing faithfully at your side, entrusted with one sacred mission: to extol the true god.
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Zaki entrusts you with his heart, placing his faith in the dreams under your domain. Responding to his faith, the dream realm unfolds paths shrouded in tender ferns within the forest of treacherous thorns; in the labyrinth of blades and glass, clues are always left behind... Is this a boon or a bane for humanity? Even you find it challenging to answer. As a result, more humans have survived the dream realm, and what they encounter there permanently reshapes the waking world...
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He aspires to become a legend like you! To withstand grueling trials and adventures, perhaps even attaining divinity! Just like the heroes of myth and legend!
His profound desire forms an unbreakable bond with you, even if he has yet to grasp its full depth. Have faith, Zaki, for one day, you will serve as the vessel of [player.name]...
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Jawad is practically forced to wear this sacred crown. His cunning makes him keenly aware of his unworthiness of such an honor, and his base nature hinders him from recognizing [player.name] as the deity before him.
What a pathetic mortal! Let him spend his days trembling, serving you as cautiously as one would on thin ice! May his hypocrisy and fear become a stain upon your pure soul! He shall stand as a perpetual reminder that you are no longer [player.name], the mortal you once were...
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In the dream you bestow, Jawad discovers countless treasures. Or rather, his desire conjures these riches within the dream realm. Since that moment, humanity has begun coveting the world of dreams, seeking treasures within it night after night, regardless of their true nature and the toll it takes.
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Jawad wishes to keep accumulating wealth in the glorious era created by [player.name]! Thus, you discover a role ideally tailored for him. In this legendary era, death is not the final chapter, as divine attendants will be reborn in ceaseless cycles of reincarnation, perpetuating the tales of the mighty deity [player.name]... As for Jawad, he will be granted an exclusive license to sell mortals the opportunity for reincarnation.
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Junah had never imagined that a humble prostitute like herself could receive a coronet bestowed by the true god. Her heart harbors only sincere humility: "What more can I offer you, Great [player.name]?"
As she utters your name, you instill her with confidence, promising her that your divine power will manifest from her core whenever she needs it.
Henceforth, whether it's when Junah opens her mouth or when she parts her legs, people witness a radiance that pierces souls and brings divine revelation. Regardless of your ascension or the sacred doctrines surrounding you, you can always catch a glimpse of the mortal world through Junah, an arrangement vital to both you and her.
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Out of mercy, you tell Junah that the realm of dreams houses not only flowers of joy and fruits of wishes, but also beasts, vermin, and monsters... yet she simply smiles it away.
In the dream realm, she transforms into a monolith atop the peak, relishing the peace she has yearned for. No force or malice can touch her... At times, you also morph into a rock, perched beside her, observing the terrain below, drifting through millennia in a haze.
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Will there be a place for a prostitute like her in a new, glorious era?
When she poses this question, she chooses her exile beneath the starlight... However, you are aware that she is actually hidden in some distant, shadowy corner. Whether in swamps, caves, or forests, you will eventually find her...
Whether she aims to sever the final tie or desperately seek what she has lost... she will be waiting for you.
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You introduce something entirely novel—a tax for praying to [player.name], the Supreme God. Mortal riches hold no significance for you—it is solely the voices of your followers that you crave! Fueled by this obsession, Ziad undergoes a transformation into a hybrid entity, part machine, part angel, and this entity will oversee the tax collection on your behalf...
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Upon entering the realm of dreams, Ziad naturally assumes the role of the gatekeeper at a threshold. There, he safeguards mortals venturing into the dream realm, all the while collecting taxes from them... Upon venturing into dreams, they must offer a cherished memory, and upon departure, they will be taxed based on their gains. As expected, the expanse of the dream world is vast, and tax evasion is rampant, so he embarks on an endless patrol along the boundary between dreams and reality, thus becoming a guardian to a certain degree.
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Ziad implores you to grant ordinary souls the opportunity for reincarnation, allowing mortals to find their rightful place within this eternal cycle!
Thus, you direct him to draft new laws: any mortal who serves [player.name] as a loyal subject for one lifetime shall receive a token of reincarnation, a keepsake used to exchange for a new life...
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Are these mortals chosen by your will, or do they collectively shape your mortal form? This is a question that transcends all deities... But regardless, please relish your reign, dear true god. Few mortals have ascended to such heights, so permit me, an anonymous storyteller, to pay my homage to you.
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