Prince Vaxis' RP Story(Ongoing)

Long ago, before time itself had learned to count its seconds, gods of immense power roamed the universe. They were great, omnipotent beings, with a thirst for knowledge and wisdom. However, when these beings had long since collected all knowledge that there was to collect, they grew bored. As a means to not go mad in their immortality, they decided to create their own knowledge, rather than seek out new ones. Many gods came together to create each of their own worlds, splitting up into all reaches of the fresh new universe that they had just conjured. Amongst the group headed in one direction, were two gods who had, in their long life of partnership, grown to falling in love; a taboo among the gods. Procreation was a sin for them, as doing so might sway others to do the same, creating an ever growing population of immortal beings of overwhelming power. These two forbidden lovers, were known as Anubis, and Bastet. Anubis, a god who had chosen the form of a hound, had dominion over death, and the ascension of mortal souls. Bastet, a goddess who had chosen the form of a feline, had dominion over cats, protection, joy, dance, music, and love.

They were completely entranced with one another, and on a fateful day on the plane of the Gods, these two lovers consummated their feelings for one another. An act that did not go unnoticed for long. Even gods, when carrying a child of gods, cannot control everything, and thus, Bastet could not hide her pregnancy. Ra, god of the sun, and Anubis' father, looked down upon his son in shameful dismay when he took his place at Bastets side when she was confronted. Outraged, the grandfather of mortals, and father to the gods, banished them both from the plane of the gods, and ordered them to leave at once.

However, Anubis and Bastet saw this as a chance to start anew. To create their own world, far from the ones created by their piers. They traveled to a distant section of a completely different galaxy, which would suit well for the beginning of their own world. They created the stars, the planets, and everything on them, and in between, but one planet was special. They left the other planets without names, allowing the future generations of mortals to name them for themselves, but the world which they would call home, Anubis and Bastet named Galora, a humble, small planet with future far greater than anything else!

However, Bastet's time was approaching, and upon the first sun rise of the newborn world of Galora, Vaxis was born.

But not as an infant. Instead, he was created in a swirl of both light and dark, love and despair, good and evil. He was the culmination of two opposites, joint together by love, an emotion banned from the Gods. He stood upon the sands of a vast desert, opening his large, ruby eyes, and beheld the world that his parents had given him to inherit.

But as a child of the gods, the full blown power of a God was not passed onto him, and thus, he was merely a Demigod. But even a Demigod has considerable power, even if it is limited to the world upon which they are born. Vaxis sculpted the world made mostly of sand, creating rivers, mountains, valleys, forests, filling the world with a brimming variety of biomes and atmospheres. He was present at the start, and has been present ever since. Worshiped like a god walking among mortals, Vaxis rules over his own personal nation, known as Draq'Nara, from his capital city known as Tel'Infe.

With his closest entourage; Dasa, the Harbinger and his personal bodyguard, Azure, the court Alchemist and master healer, and Ichimaru, his steward, Vaxis has grown a strong foundation for a world ready to live in peace and prosperity.

....But Vaxis, too, has his own personal ambitions.

There is a balance in all things...Cold must have Hot, Life must have Death, Up must have Down, and Wet must have Dry. One cannot exist without the other, for without the other, there is nothing to define the first. It is the eternal equilibrium of neutrality. There is no such thing as an absolute of anything. This, too, applies to good. It must have evil, to define itself as good. Vaxis, is the culmination of the two!

Deep underground, in the deepest reaches of a cavernous system dug into the bedrock and beyond, underneath the sparkling Palace of marble and gold in which Vaxis resides, lies a gloomy, entrenched evil. To create kindness, should the Creators(Anubis and Bastet) create cruelty. The Prince, or Princess, as he sometimes portrays himself as, is every bit the confident, and kind hearted ruler, but despite his demigod stature, and being worshiped across the continent as the 'Creator of Life', he still holds a closely guarded secret. He yearns to not just control the continent of Tel'Infe, but the entire world, and beyond, if need be. He is driven, devoted, and has been growing increasingly power hungry, as more champions flock to his cause, so too does he need an army for them to command. His parents created the world. Why should he not rule over all of it, instead of settling for a small share of it? This is his ambition, and his own personal dream.

His plan lies in the dark magic, sealed within the core of the Earth since the dawn of Galora, the world built around it like a massive prison, hanging in an eternal grip of the Grand Queen's (The sun) embrace. This force seeks only one thing: To dominate all life, to control it, and harbor it to its own selfish goals. However, one created by a power beyond the comprehension of the mortal plane, has discovered this force, and aims to tame it: Vaxis, the Prince of Draq'Nara.

Guarded closely by his most trusted Harbingers and Royal Guards, the cave extends downwards in an ever ongoing spiral, so deep that light itself gets defeated and driven back by the suffocating, eternal darkness. Eventually, the descent passes the searing heat of the planets core, a magical barrier protecting the staircase from the churning sphere of molten rock and mineral that spins eternally to warm the surface and drive the planet's fuel source. And within that sphere, lies another sphere, a sphere so cut off from every physical existence, that nothing even the radiance of the heat above its chilling walls manage to break through the prison. It took Vaxis seven thousand years to penetrate the power that had been used to seal this creature away for more eons than even the universe could begin to fathom.

Within the sphere, big enough to hold the continent that lords above it, slumbers a creature as big as the pocket in which it is jailed. This creature's name is unutterable by any mortal tongue, and a vague description of the syllables heard in the mind of those whom have been spoken to by the creature, is best uttered as Holagnofal, the God of the Core.

Holagnofal has been imprisoned for its insatiable hunger for control, and dominion over anything living, as well as the ever-passionate search for more knowledge, more power. Rumors have it that Holagnofal was once a mortal creature, walking a world long since lost to the decay of time. He or She was a sorcerer, but their quest for knowledge was insatiable, and they were more intelligent than any of their former brethren. They had the ability to decipher codes, translate tomes, break protective seals, and counteract defensive spells, where all others had failed, and unlocked secrets to power unimaginable, that was created to balance the powers of kindness, and the powers of malice. For such kindness to exist, so, too, must such malice exist. Holagnofal is merely a small part of that malicious power that balances the universe in an eternal state of neutrality, and has been since discovered, and locked away in the most complex prison ever constructed, to bar a physical existence of pure evil, that should've never existed physically, from spreading into the rest of the world, tipping the balance, and risking to end all things in a blanket of eternal evil.

This power, is now one Vaxis, an entity entirely outside the balance of good and evil, a god amongst the known and unknown worlds, and therefore a mystery to Holagnofal. It is intrigued, and aims to learn more of this creature. And the creature's proposal is grotesque, even perverse and wrong, but likely to bare fruitful results.

An army, spawned entirely from the joining of Holagnofal, and chosen Acolytes, as well as Vaxis himself, in his female form. The breeding of hundreds, perhaps thousands of suitors willing to give their souls and bodies alike to Holagnofal, to allows themselves, and Holagnofal itself, to give birth to an ever growing army of Holag, a new species created from the wombs of Acolytes, or the Womb of Holagnofal.

With this Army, The Prince(ss) aims to control all the world, and all worlds beyond, aiming to forever break the stalemate between Kindness and Malice, the god and goddess of love and death, and set himself in their joint place, as the supreme God of all creations existence, past, present, and future, and every world henceforth to be created.