Avernus

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In the depths of the abyss, between the world of the living and that of the judges of the underworld, there was darkness and lava.

An immense spider, the size of a building of about twenty floors.

Its elongated abdomen inspired terror.

It had the appearance of a mixture between a tarantula and a mamba

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It had the appearance of a mixture between a tarantula and a mamba.

He preceded his queen, his goddess. Of the same size, she wore a cocoon, walking on a raised path, several octahedrons pivoting at the four cardinal corners. They supported and carried this crazy dimension.

On a tower, a huge pedestal carrying a black sphere.

But before entering the immense palace, a road of half-hardened lava passed through an impassable wall of volcanoes and sharp stones.

This place was the site of epic battles. Infernal struggles between clans and arch-demon.

Tiamat being one of them, she was also a primary and infernal goddess.

Alliances and disalliances.

She watched over her kingdom and since her liberation by Ivan the dragon lord, her blood son the twin of Ténébrion...her other son.

She was the goddess of absolute evil and infernal darkness.

But her liberation also lifted her curse of evil. Absolute evil: We no longer see either good or evil. Just like absolute darkness... we no longer even have the notion of light.

 we no longer even have the notion of light

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Also, Ivan took the darkness upon him...

The goddess, preceded by Demodragon called "The Instructor" and also head of the infernal armies of the goddess who counted no less than 60 legions, 60 million soldiers.... Spread over a whole series of battlefields in different worlds, of different dimensions.

2 million creatures all different, but here many dragons, drakes, wyverns and helldrakes as well as warriors of chaos and the terrible zodiac dragons had come to witness the return of their beloved goddess.

The walk this time was fast.

The white cocoon was stained with blood and she hurried to bring it to her altar.

Millennial descendants surrounded the altar made of white crystal.

They bowed before their goddess and mother.

All feared her by reflex. They did not realize that she had changed her alignment from bad, to neutral.

Ivan had given her back the ability to love and be loved. A step towards her impossible reunification.

Her half of her grew and made her a whole being again. But millennia of hatred and conspiracies are not forgotten and it is slowly that she realizes her change of nature.

The dragon priests, also children of Tiamat, cultivated one day the hope of having a kind word, of having a mother who recognized them.

She could not cry, nor show weakness, much less fear.

She put the cocoon on the altar.

Demodragon: "I imprisoned her soul in it"

Tiamat: "I freed his dragon. It takes a very long time for a reptile to die. "

Demodragon: "I have absorbed and freed the millions of souls imprisoned in this infernal body. Its magic and resistance have fallen. You may proceed.

The dragon priests of Tiamat first pulled their mother's paw and enjoyed the moment.

The dragon priests of Tiamat first pulled their mother's paw and enjoyed the moment

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Tiamat then made a wish, one of the primary goddess powers. This kind of very powerful spell immediately attracted the attention of deities and angelic forces. But in this case, however, the masters of time pulverized by Mark and the deities who had locked Tiamat up had been massacred on Ethernia by the baron's army and his fleet of sardaukars.

Nothing prevented Tiamat from reconquering the universe and reshaping it.

All his subjects, tired from millennia of wars and battles, were just waiting for this: to move on to something else.

The cocoon was gone, the blood was gone, and a wyvern raptor was lying on the plate, deeply asleep.

Priest of Avernus: "Mother... Her wounds are healed... but her soul is bruised...

It is as if she had been bitten by a white shark... She is almost cut in two.

Suicide didn't make things better.

For the first time, in front of everyone....

Tiamat shed a tear on Tania.

In her head, she could hear the cries for help. It was new for her, that people were calling her and loving her.

She reached out her hand/paw to her child.

He looked up at his mother goddess, determined to die at any moment.

The special sceptre cut the palm a little and blood of mixed colors appeared and she put her paw on the muzzle of the dragon in a deep coma.

"Beat it! My daughter!"

The dragon trembled, a sign that she was dreaming in a primal world.

"You have a choice. You can reincarnate as a human, or you can stay as a dragon."

Tania was in a hostile jungle populated by primal beings...

She observed from afar, not being able to hold on to one of these beings.

She was going up in the air and she had to make her choice.

Human memories, dragons, demons...

But in a flash, she saw raptors... Yes... they lived in groups, in families, in society.

She recognized herself and the great hunt could begin.

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