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"The smallest things might hold the greatest power...", Yami added, slightly annoyed by Arceus' words as his true core wasn't of a very impressive size.

"So...does anydeity have any ideas on what to do with all these branches and that...thing?"

Palutena listened to Madoka and nodded, feeling terrible about how the little girl was feeling. It wasn't as if she knew what she was going through, but she clearly felt out-of-place in comparison to the others. She walked over to Madoka and rubbed her head in reassurance with a smile.

"There, there now. Being a goddess doesn't necessarily mean you have to create things..." she tried to explain.

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Armok mentally nodded. "Of course size doesn't matter. A group of dwarves can take down an invading dragon. A single dwarf armed with a fluffy wambler can take down a bronze colossus if he hits its core." He then turned to face Madoka directly. Curious, like 'Father', she sounded like a lesser deity from her own account.

Krezznorg shrugged at the mention of size.

"Krezznorg took down dragons and demons and gods and archdemons and the Tarrasque and even a hechatoncheires when he was mortal. ...But then he died. But then he punched the god of death so hard he knocked some divinity out of him and his friend Kord said he could keep it! Krezznorg only really created one thing though, the Plane of Hitting Things, so warriors an' strong people and monsters could have a fun afterlife!"

...and that's terrible.

"Yes, yes," Kefka said, slightly annoyed. "I can't create things either; I simply corrupt them into something more suitable to my own needs." Three, winter-colored lights had jumped from his opened palm. "The gods of magic in my world learned that the hard way. Right down to my personal guard dogs." As if to punctuate his own admission of crimes, the three orbs spattered and sparked, eventually decaying into the nothingness from which they came."

"But what about the seed?" he continued. "What are we to do with this, if anything?"

To the law and for the good of man. All I need to live by.

Madoka, feeling better, then looked to the seed. "Maybe plant it?" Madoka asked. That was a stupid question and she knows it. Where the hell would they find ground. However, she decided she might as well do something than be completely useless.

Palutena walked over to the seed and looked over it in thought. She then put on her glasses◊ to observe it better. "Huh..." she said, wondering what was its purpose.

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"Plant it where?" Father asked, floating alongside Shinki, still waiting for her answer to his previous question. "If I were to guess, I'd say these are the roots of something. A planet, a new being, I don't know. But since this is the only thing in this void, I think it's safe to assume that this is the reason why we have been brought here. Perhaps we need to... take care of it?"

edited 17th Jan '13 11:27:41 PM by Stratofarius

"Or it has forced us all into this world and is trapping us here...", Yami replied.
"Maybe we should destroy it..."

It was only now that Madoka saw Yami. And she was scared. There were very little things that scared her after her godly transformation. Hell, even her own Witch self didn't make her flinch. But this... ball of darkness... It had her shaking. It was like someone took a thousand Witches and crammed them all together... Then again, she handled something like that before... but this guy... he made Walpurgisnacht seemed like a toy.

And then he suggested destroying the seed. Just then, Madoka held out her hand and an bow, which was a nicer way of calling it than just "large branch with a pink flower on it", appeared in a flash of pink light. She then pointed it to Yami, pulling her arm back as an energy arrow appeared.

"Don't. You. Dare." Madoka said with a Death Glare. However, Yami did present a point. Maybe it was trapping them inside. But then again, who's to say it wasn't?

edited 18th Jan '13 8:13:53 AM by Psyga315

"Now who's the violent one here, hmmm?"

A solid wall of blue, translucent energy would then rush in front of Yami, shielding the dark orb from a potential attack, if only partially. "I'm not necessarily opposed to the idea of destroying it either, obviously, but that's just our nature, girly." He gave out a sharp, fake laugh, sending ripples throughout the barrier as if to punctuate it.

"But on the other hand, Perhaps we could all have our own fun if we do grow the seed to our likings." He turned himself over to Yami. "Don't you think?"

To the law and for the good of man. All I need to live by.

As he was being threatened by the young girl, Yami began to...glow with darkness somehow, his spherical body turning into a shadowy mass, which rearranged itself into another sphere. After the glowing had stopped, another orb could be seen in the place, where Yami's old body had been, a huge, mechanical-looking hand protruding from it, only connected to the orb by two dark bones.◊

Pointing at the girl, he spoke:" I would be careful, challenging powers far beyond your comprehension. Otherwise there might be...unfortunate consequences..."

Turning to the purple guy, he continued:"Thank you for your help, although I don't think, it would have been neccessary. As for that seed...I'm sure I can think of..."something" one might do with it..."

Fortunately for Kefka, the arrow disburst as Madoka saw the hand coming out of Yami's ball. Madoka now looked more and more like a frightened 14-year old *

. She had taken on Witches, yes, but this was a most definitely not a Witch. This was pure, unadulterated    darkness   .

"s...sorry..." She said, her voice now muted to a rate of almost shyness.

edited 19th Jan '13 8:24:51 AM by Psyga315

"Stop acting like children!" Father yelled, glaring down at the three deities involved in that little hubbub. "To treat something with childish innocence is a very irresponsible choice, even if said innocence is not that bad in certain situations. But to suggest destruction like a child wanting to step on her sister's toy just for the joy of seeing the tears. So stop creating unnecessary fights and treat this situation with the logic and caution it deserves!"

Palutena took off her glasses and glared at Yami and Kefka. "That's nice gentlemen..." she said nastily. "Scare the little girl. That'll get your point across..." she added with a layer of sarcasm in her voice. She turned to Madoka and gave her a reassuring smile.

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As the argument escalated, two walls of blue light faded into existence between Madoka and the two evil gods. "That's quite enough. We'll never get anywhere by... What the..." He hesitated as his barriers became like mist and were pulled into the stone. It began glowing with a blinding green light, subjecting all present to scattered visions...

As the light faded, the gods may notice a change in the seed. It was absolutely microscopic, but a small hair had broken out of a tiny crack in the outer shell; the beginning of a root. "It took in my power..." Arceus said, and turned to the others. "It will take considerably more to even make it sprout. Too much for me alone. What say you all?"

A society grows great when old men plant trees whose shade they know they will never sit in.

"What they hay?" Kefka exclaimed, uncaring for the seconds-long conflict "Either way things go, we'll inevitably end up in the void again." He floated over to the sprouting seed, and put his violent hand over it. A a strong, glowing stream of restorative magics flew from his fingertips into the sprout.

"I say, we see what the little guy has to offer, and enjoy the ride!"

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Madoka smiled as she calmed down thanks to Palutena and Father's help. Father, how meaningful it was, she thought, as he pretty much spoke like a stern father to the other gods.

"Th-thanks..." She said, smiling in a way that would make hearts, or at least in the people that still HAD hearts, melt. Then the war footage played and she clutched her head in pain. This wasn't the first time someone had done this to her. It was still as painful as the last time.

She then noticed the seed and Kefka's contributions. It didn't destroy, like she had feared, but rather created some sort of magic... a healing kind, perhaps? She decided to do the same to the seed. She, trembling, put her hand on it. Just then, a pink ribbon sprouted out, it danced and if people could listen closely, they could hear the sounds of little girls laughing. Not at someone, though... Laughing with joy. With happiness. She smiled again as the fear calmed down.

"... Well... I can't just let something like this stay dead..." Suwako drifted closer to the seed on the back of her mishaguji. No, no... it wasn't right just to leave it to die. Suwako was far from home, but she wouldn't let a plant that held up the world die.

Extending a hand, she gently brushed the tiny seed with her fingertips. And into it went an amount of her power, enough to make trees grow. After all, it was something she'd done before. Growing trees, that is.

"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."

"Do not worry, child." Father said, the same stern expression on his face that made you unsure what his true intentions were. "Now... time for my contribution." He floated over to the seed, placing his hand over it. Red electricity flowed between his hand and his seed for a while, and he retracted it, floating over to Madoka.

Being taller than her, he looked down on the girl, arms still crossed. "That is an interesting power, child. May I ask... what is your domain? What do you control, as a deity?"

Armok looked at the others without emotion. Its hard to show emotion when you are giant letter. He'd seen divinities fight before over their respective domains but Armok had never really expanded on the subject. It would be something to mess around with when he was back in his own domain. Meanwhile, he had to decide what to do about the conflict here. For now, nothing was needed. The jester seemed like he would make some mischief all by himself without Armok's help. So Armok floated over to the 'seed' and extended his own power into it. "This should be interesting."

edited 21st Jan '13 3:27:23 AM by StephanReiken

"I..." Madoka then cleared her throat. She then spoke in a more proper tone.

"I control the fates of Magical Girls everywhere. If they are to fall into despair, I come forth and rescue them from their plight, then send them away to the afterlife. That's right. In a sense, I am a Goddess of the Dead, but I do not wish to think of it like that. No. I provide hope for these girls... So if you really want to give me a domain, I am the Goddess of Hope." She said.

"Hope...urgh...of course it had to be something like that...well...it's time for a real contribution."

Carefully, Yami touched the seed with his fingertip and it seemed as if the light in a small area around the seed had just disappeared, leaving a pitch-black darkness behind. Gradually the light reappeared around the seed as it absorbed Yami's darkness.

"Let us see, what this shall bring forth..."

To recreate the endless void is a noble goal indeed. This much we have said and this shall be done. The Old One extended a scaly arm out to the seed, extending a single clawed finger and brushing its surface. The growing sapling suddenly sprouted further, the rippling aura of magic pulsing through it.

Sacrifice a fragment of his power, a piece of his own being, to recreate a dead world? The abberant mass of eyes and tentacles almost shuddered with revulsion at the thought of such an inherently Anuic act. To weaken, to lessen oneself through the act of creation was pure anathema to a Daedra. But perhaps there was another way this world might be influenced...