Character Sheet:
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Every one thousand years, since its creation, the world has faced a great evil, born from the malice and the unconscious wish for there to be a source of all the evils in the world. For millennia, the gods have fought back the evil born of mortals by bringing forth one who is chosen to be given the blessings of all the gods and Gaia herself. Hundreds of time, the chosen one has fought evil and triumph, a hundred times has evil arisen to threaten the world once more. In protecting the world from evil, all mortals have been bound by the chains of Fate in order to bring forth the Chosen. Each time that the chosen one is born, the chains grow tighter.
It is upon the dawn of a new millennia that a new evil has come to bring death, destruction, and corruption wherever its tendrils lay. However, this time the forces of evil have preempted the gods and sought to end the chosen one before he could come into strength. By steeping themselves in darkness that is evil, somehow these forsaken souls were able to negate the chains of Fate, long enough for them to succeed in their wretched deed. With the death of the Chosen One, and the gods unable to create a new Chosen One, it seems as though the world would face doom at the hands of the great evil that had come about this millenia. All seemed lost.
Until she who stood beneath Fate took matters into her own hands.
Since her birth, she had been subordinate to Fate, her powers merely adjusting things so that the impossible would become possible. She gave no blessings to the Chosen One for what need does one who is Fate's chosen have the blessing of one who has virtually no power save to enforce Fate. However, with the death of the Chosen One, a tangible void had open up within the vast web of Fate. This void, though immobile broke apart the chains of destiny that determined one's fate. With what little divine presence, she who stood beneath Fate took the void for herself and became one with it.
Thus the Lady was born and with her, a chance of salvation.
In an instant, the Lady had existed eons ago for mere moments and grew in power until she matched those of Fate. With her new powers, she used what remained of the blessings of the Chosen One and crafted her own champion.
One who is without Fate. One unbound by Destiny. One who had a chance of defeating the darkness that the great evil brought .
You are that Champion.
And you are now about to be brought forth into the world.
What are you?
[ ] You are an ogre, a creature for whom the term, "Dumb as a rock" was coined for. Nevertheless, you are a member of a race that has been taken under the Lady's wings and through immense luck, your race has formed a civilisation of a greatness that no other can yet match. As a creature of immense luck, you are brought into existence simply by appearing in thin air as though you were always there.
[ ] You are a golem, a creation of magic and science, an entity without will. Created as servants, followers, or guardians of magickers everywhere, you are merely a machine without life. And yet, somehow by a twist of Fate or rather by chance, the spark of a soul has awaken within you. As the chains of Destiny begins to groan and crack, this spark may start a flame that will burn bright in the depths of darkness.
[ ] You are dead. And yet you are no longer. You died, you are sure of that. You fell into darkness and there you stayed for eons or perhaps moments. Then there was light. And you live once more. Those who have died are free from fate, their souls gone where the living cannot go. By chance, you who was dead but now live is no longer burdened by the chains of Destiny. The path before you is uncertain but you are free to carve your own path through the webs of Fate.
[ ] You are a slime. A creature meant to have no thoughts, no desire, no strength, only the instinct to engulf and absorb anything that comes into contact with you. Yet somehow, against all odds, you've developed a will and with it you have come to form thoughts, memories, and above all, a desire. You who is the weakest, now have the potential to become the strongest.
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Character Sheet
Name: ???
Race: White Slime
Trait:
Aura - Divine (Rank E): You show up to magic sensitive creature like a lit candle in the darkness.
Skills:
Random Revelation (Rank E): You can awaken a snippet of knowledge of almost anything you wish to know about. You just have to spend a week of complete and utter focus to awaken that tiny bit of knowledge.
Minor Scrying (Rank E): You can see things without being there or you can see thing from a third person point of view. Your range is about ten meters and not a centimeter more.
Slime from above (Rank E): With the help of gravity and a high ground, you can fall upon your prey like a....um, slime falling from the sky? At this rank, the power of the impact upon landing is like getting slap in the face with slime, regardless of how high you fell from.
