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(ARTIFACT) A Master of Space and Self

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The elaborately war-garbed man held up a scrap of paper to the light. There was a curious object depicted upon it, a small oval stone the color of the purest ocean. A Cornerstone of Genesar, whose existence, and that of its fellow Cornerstones, was said to be nothing but a fairy tale, a myth, a legend made up to entertain children, drive men mad, and bring fools to ruin.

He was one such mad man who delved into the mythic, the arcane, and the eldritch freely. He knew the reality of the matter, that such legends always sparked from truth, and here in his hand was the proof that there was something at the very beginning of that legend. The Order of Force Majeure looked to procure any and all artifacts it could to keep them out of the hands of those who might do harm with them, and the powers of the Genesar Cornerstones were certainly dangerous enough, if the tales could be believed.

We go where we are needed. We do what must be done

And with that thought, the Master Knight of the Order of Force Majeure, the Daemonslayer James Eredas, set out to gain mastery over the world.

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Upon the Order of Force Majeure Belisarius-class frigate Imperator Bellum, Master Knight James Eredas awaited his guests, the individuals who would lend their aid to his quest to seek a Genesar Cornerstone. 

Ever since the warship and its crew went through the Kadian Harrowing, the vessel had become the defacto flagship of the Force Majeure fleet. The veterancy of the crew, in combination with the esoteric and advanced technologies it had picked up and been integrated with, made it one of the most fearsome aerial warships in Valucre.

James lay seated now in the war room, a reinforced area behind the bridge. Any moment now, his guests would be escorted into the room with one or two Greatswords at their heels, but while he waited he first reviewed ancient texts and scriptures, maps and myths. It was said that the Cornerstone of Space lay beyond the boundaries, beyond the reach of normal men, or even gods. It lay in realms inaccessible, but here he was going to attempt the impossible, for how could men die better than facing fearful odds? The one clue that James had was to traverse the planes of existence that were connected to Valucre.

The Material Plane.

The Astral Plane.

The Ethereal Plane.

The Elemental Plane.

The Abyss, 

There were others, and even sub-realms of the aforementioned planes existed. Had he not travelled through the Harrowing before with the Imperator Bellum, this trip now might not even be possible. Time was different in the other realms, the laws of physics didn't always obey the normal, or they had a new normal in many cases. He would have to travel to many of them, and seek more clues to track down the Cornerstone.

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Parrish - The Lion's Mane

Tch... what a detestable woman. 

Circe leaned against a support beam in a corner of the abandoned inn, sulking as she eyed Lilith from behind.
She thought to herself, frustrated by her sound defeat at the hands of the powerful necromancer.

Just wait, you wretched witch. One day you'll have your back turned, your guard let down. When that day comes, I'll strike you down.

After ransacking Circe's lair, Lilith had practically bound and dragged her to this dilapidated inn. Here they had remained for hours, perhaps days, she hadn't bothered keeping track. Every passing moment in the company of the necromancer felt like an eternity, so what use was there in counting? It was obvious that the woman was waiting for something, biding her time somehow. Despite her personal distaste for Lilith, Circe had no choice but to respect her intellect - she was not the type to act rashly, but neither did she seem the type to idle. Decisively she had come, to the old church where Circe had laid nest, and decisively she had left, upon realizing that she had faulty intelligence. 

Circe thought back to the oath Lilith had made her swear. In exchange for being useful to her, Circe would keep her life. If she performed her duties to the upmost degree, perhaps further rewards could be obtained. Circe struggled against her pride, but had ultimately made the right decision. Life was all that mattered in that moment; the dead care not for riches, power or freedom. Circe reaffirmed her vow in her heart.

I'll follow you for now, witch. I'll be your faithful dog and I'll play that role perfectly. Your power will reinforce my own. Make no mistake, though, once I obtain my freedom from you, I will make you suffer for every single moment you've used me. I'll pay this grudge back ten-fold, no, one hundred-fold!

Though Circe was unaware, a hint of black light flashed in her otherwise red eyes as this thought was completed. She continued to sulk in silence, as her eyes bore into Lilith's back.

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The mission this time was on a vastly different scale than those previous. Her Soul Stone had been about internal challenges; Ankou's Mind Stone had been about the strength of will and mind. But this was the Space Stone. It had nothing to do with them as individuals and everything to do with their place in the universe. In the everything. But, to that extent, Lilith had no way herself of jumping through planes of existence. 

Despite knowing the where of it, she was unable to come up with the how on her on. The obtainment of Genesaris' Space Stone was a feat unto itself, but this would also be a test for Circe. A sort of breaking point, much as she had done with Samael. What was once weak, full of doubt and self pity would soon become a being of monstrous will and indomitable strength. Casting a look over her shoulder, there was a sliver of contempt that wiggled its way through Lilith's eyes. Normally the Paragons were spared from such ominous looks. Circe was different. Her becoming a Paragon had been more... forceful than Lilith tended to allow. She'd almost always allowed it to be a choice. The turning of Circe had been less of a choice and more of a predetermined ultimatum. Lilith had needed to know the location of Asteria's Crown and Circe had the information, though not wanting to share it. At first. 

The answer to the plane walking came in the form of another Paragon, one of the first and perhaps the strongest, Ankou Lethe. Months ago cult members had aquired a powerful Genesari artifact known as the Armband of Mori; an item that acted as the key to planeswalking. The ancient necromancer had a few minutes left before he was commanded to arrive. That, however, did not stop Lilith from feeling impatient. 

Waiting. She hated waiting. Almost as much as she hated being questioned. 

Patience Lilith, an elder female voice spoke to her. The voices of her past lives screaming more and more, louder and louder as of late. As if Lilith's growing power was becoming a threat to even their hold on her. He will obey. They all must obey or they must suffer. You know it. They know it. The world will know it.

Lilith scowled, shaking her head as the locks of light brown hair around her spun to slap gently across her forehead. "Fuck off," she muttered quietly, forcing the voice back into silence with nothing but her will. It was a momentary peace, only seconds before another of the thousands in her head spoke her thoughts. 

You cannot get rid of us, Little Lili, they whispered. Cackling. We are here forever

Then her eyes flickered to the door of the Lion's Mane inn. Ankou was said to arrive right about...

 

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It had not escaped Ankou's notice that Lilith had been acting differently lately.

The change was almost imperceptible, and he was certain that only he and maybe a few others in her inner circle had noticed, but it was there. She seemed to disappear into her own thoughts for long stretches of time, and more than once he had caught her muttering to herself. To most this wouldn't seem like a cause for concern, but most did not know what he knew. Lilith Reiter was a Lunar Daughter, the latest reincarnation of a long line. This meant that the presence of all previous Lunar Daughters was always in her mind, influencing her actions, and even her personality. Sometimes it was hard to tell where Lilith ended and the Daughters began.

The thought that she might be struggling against them, effectively alone, made him feel a kind of pain that he had only known since he'd joined the Cult. A fear for the wellbeing of one besides himself. He had come to look fondly upon the others in the upper echelon of the Cult, Lilith especially. He had never fathered a child, but from what he understood of that particular bond, he thought that he probably felt a similar way towards her. But all he could do was support her however he could, and he would not fail to do so.

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He walked into the establishment feeling somewhat awkward in his new garb. At Mercury's insistence, he had changed up his wardrobe from his usual robes and cloaks for something else. He walked over to Lilith and nodded.

"Ready at you command."

 

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While James awaited the arrival of his guests in the war room of the Imperator Bellum, he placed a call to the airship Invictus Nova.

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Verizon MultiDimensional was such a reliable network. It was a good thing the Master Knight set up an account with them early on and got grandfathered in for future expansions. With the Order of Force Majeure's ever growing reach and influence across a multitude of worlds, they got additional benefits and kickbacks from being loyal customers as well, with discounts. Plus, they technically counted as non-profit too, with their home base in Sigil City. It took no small amount of finagling for their Craftsmen to achieve that status, but it was well earned all the same. 

"This is Master Knight James Eredas. Get me Mr. Matsumoto right now" he asked of the operator who picked up, who promised to patch him through to the Knight immediately.

"Tenkai, this is James. What is the situation at Nu Martyr? I received a report before I had left, but the details were sparse. I might expect you can provide me with more insight into matter?" After an explanation and update by the swordsman monk, James would give him his opinion of what he now referred to as the War in the Sky. He turned in his commander's chair and pulled up a map of Renovatio, a nearby Custodes plugging in the information as they received it, zooming in on the threatened area.

"I like your plan, and those ideas proposed by Kadian Emperor" he said after the other man informed him of what they would do. Lilith seemed very much a direct sort of commander, liable to fall into traps, if only because she likely didn't feel threatened by them in the least. "However, I believe more emphasis should be placed on Hungary. It is destroyed yes, but it has also become a staging grounds for the enemy. Send the Invictus Nova, wipe the enemy off it, destroy their entire southern front, and you can reinforce at will, or harry both the Cult's approach from the west, and their approach from Apolypse." 

After a few more moments of discussion, James would add a few final words before ending the call and wishing Tenkai fortune in battle. "This Lilith sounds to be a most formidable opponent. Do not underestimate her. Remember, you are the Knight over there. Whatever you do, you must be decisive. I fully empower you to make all and any decisions you deem necessary in the course of action.  May your enemies keep you sharp Tenkai."

He closed the connection. There was nothing left to do but to trust that his friend and fellow Knight was able to handle the situation. It was well that many of the finest Custodes Militants were with him, he would need their strength and experience on both the battlefield and in the tactical room. Were that James were there to help drive the Dark Commander and her forces into the sea, but he was in search of an artifact of legendary power. It was because beings like the Dark Commander, Dredge, and Fuererkonig existed that he sought the Genesar Cornerstone after all, to make sure that such trinkets would never fall into their hands and become grotesque threats to the realm.

If only he knew that the Dark Commander's vision was vast, and that she already had designs for the stone he sought.

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It was a queer thing that the woman formerly known as the Mistress was once more forced to resurface out of retirement. There wasn't really a point in resuming her position as the head of the cartel given that all other members have doing so well on their own. She was satisfied with her new way of life now, a bit mundane and uneventful but there's no more threat of death or getting captured by the military. It's almost as if she's a brand new person.

However, after seeing that poor little paragon knocking on her door, the Mistress was duly tricked into returning to the field once again. Donning her old costume and reforming her face back to the way it was before her recent death at Shawnee, the Mistress left the safety and sanctity of her new life to return to the past she had left behind.

This brings everything to the present where she and the little girl known as the Pretty Paragon are on their way to rendesvour with the necromancer who the Mistress once regarded as her best friend. They may have lived different lives now and in different worlds but the Mistress was not one to shy away if her her friend asks for her help.

Sashaying into the humble establishment, the Mistress easily spotted Lilith who was conversing with Ankou. Having nothing left to do, the Mistress sauntered over to the pair and spoke.

"Hello necromancers. I came."



 

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