AN: As many would have seen by now, the story now has a second synopsis. Granted, it still needs a touch up here and there, so if you guys have any ideas, I'm all ears. Why does it have a second synopsis? Because it's been bothering me for the last couple of days.

Anyways, thank you all for reading thus far. If you have any questions, comments, or concerns, please do not hesitate to voice them.

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In the end, Rojaahn would come to my side with unfortunate news, just as I was draining all of the knowledge and language of this world from a male which appeared to be human, but had a horn growing from the back of its skull. In actuality it was a Dragonock, a mortal subspecies of the great Dragons we know upon our world of Terra. These creatures are without wings, and are half the height and length of Shoriin, my basilisk servant. Of whom would also be upon this world of Azara, by the by.

What is more, the race of lesser dragons have a unique gift per faction. One of which is to shape-shift their bodies into a variety of forms. Yes, I did steal this ability from it as well, for the creature was a curiosity to one such as I, and this shape-shifting would allow my person to flow more smoothly into my other selves.

"Ah, Rojaahn," my voice sighed with satisfaction, as the creature fell from my grip to the ground below. Of which was stripped of its clothing and armour, placed into piles, and its body tossed to the Scarab wolves nearby. Their yipping and yapping at one another drifted over us, and the bear Undying had a look of displeasure about his facial features.

"Master, the female's tubes cannot be salvaged." His entire form tensed as though he were waiting for my strike, but that would never come. No. Unless he, or the others, did something completely idiotic, I would not strike them where they stood.

"I see," my voice was only a mutter, but all who know of my mind would know of how displeased I was at that time. To this, they tensed as though I were about to rage, but relaxed as I asked, "Is the meat still tender?"

"Yes, Master," bowed the Undying, who appeared to be relieved, "The female is still young enough to-"

"Then prepare it as you see fit," I spoke aloud, interrupting his explanation, "and enjoy yourselves as you dine upon its living flesh."

"Yes, Master. Thank you, Master," he bowed repeatedly, then hurried to perform his task whereas I simply sat upon the ground in silent anger at the thought of the female's tubes not being viable for consumption.

No, I was not an addict, nor could I consume such things in my current state. For you see, my dear audience, I enjoy watching my servants devouring such items. As the energy they release is quite delectable to one such as I, and it could be described as my own euphoria.

Ah, for those of whom are confused as to what I speak of, my path to godhood stemmed from taking the energies brought on by the lust, pain, and torment of others. This was so upon my first time within the lands of Terra, and is the explanation as to why many great cities hold such events upon my arrival to them. Yes. For the energies released are quite heavenly to one such as I, and though many are confused as to why I allow such things, just know this is what allowed me to become a god in the first place.

Whilst the screams of a tortured mouse-kin hovered upon the air around my person, I had begun to craft a creature out of the metals of these "adventurers'" arms and armour. Indeed, what I sought to create was none other than a Doll, of which all upon our world of Terra is familiar with. This one, on the other hand, was made into the likeness of your standard goblin, as the various arms and armour was too little to make a full sized Doll.

As many of you know, each of my Dolls has a unique ability about themselves. This one had an emphasis on stealth an protection towards I and mine, and was given the ability to blend itself within its surroundings by way of my two gifts. Yes, these abilities are what allow my person to grant others their gifts of power.

The goblin-Doll, of which was given the name of Suun, was told to stay about my person, and strike against those I deemed an enemy. For now, it secreted itself amongst the inner cavities of my chest, which garnered the attention of Brutus, of whom was feasting upon the brains of the Mouse-kin.

"My Lord God? What is that creature doing within your regal body? Do you need assistance in its removal?" At these questions, the Lich strode forward with a great flaring of his emerald eyes towards the metallic goblin who was now glaring at him with empty eye sockets.

"You will halt in your advances, Brutus," my words caused the earth beneath us to quake slightly, and stop the Lich whose head was cocked to the side in confusion, "This creature is one of my Dolls, and will be journeying with us."

"Yes, My Lord God," spoke Brutus, who was not at all pleased with these turn of events, as he desired greatly to put his clawed hands upon my person. For those who do not know, the Lich of the past worshiped my everything, and believed only He can touch my person. However, I had become aware of this many cycles ago, and although it can be bothersome at times, I simply overlook such actions. For they do not bother me in the least.

My right, primary clawed hand slowly waved through the air in front of my person. Of which caused it to ripple, then tear asunder as Gahn appeared before us. Once through, the tear vanished, and he stood tall. His height was about my own, as was his shape and structure, for he was a simple creature with a simple mind, and mirrored my own body in many way. In fact, he was even able to shape-shift into a variety of creature, but only after consuming them. However, he would not consume any of those I deemed unnecessary, as too many creatures within him has caused his mind to overload on many occasions.

"Gahn," my left primary clawed hand fell upon his body, of which was absorbed up to my wrist. As many do not know, the creature called Gahn preferred my acidic poisons as sustenance more than any other. Why this is so is being my mind, even to this day.

"Gahn," I spoke once more, retrieving my hand from his body, "We are upon a new world once more. What do you think of it?"

Upon retracting my hand from his body, did he turn the stone-like skull to stare about his person slowly. Once he completed a full turn about himself, fell forward with arms outstretch, and sunk them halfway into the soft earth below. This allowed him to perform one of his own innate magicks, which was, "<>." Vibrant emerald lines flowed from the center of his stone-like spine, down each of his four arms, and into the earth. These lines then began to spread out much like that of a large tree's root system for a time. During this time, however, golden specks of light was flowing from each of these lines, and into his own body. Of which will allow Gahn a better understanding of world around us within a ten kilometre radius.

Yes, his "Earth Sense" is indeed powerful, and has grown enough to allow him to create a complete scale model of everything within this radius. Of which he did so, and this allowed us to view where we are, and where the first point of civilisation currently resides. "My Lord God," spoke Brutus, of whom was the first to glance over the model which had form in front of Gahn, "There is a small village north and east of here. It does not appear to be heavily guarded, but it does have much in the way of farms and cattle."

"Indeed, Master," spoke a light and melodious voice from behind Brutus. This was Sia, one of my most loyal Undying, whose body is in the form of a skeletal wolf beastwoman. Although her bone are of iron, there is also slivers of sapphire strewn about each and every bone. Of which was mirrored only by the sapphire pinpoints within each of her eye sockets. "But it appears to be far too easy for one such as we to overtake in our conquest of this world."

"Azara."

"Pardon, Master?" Her and Brutus's heads cocked to one side with confusion and curiosity.

"This world is called Azara, and it is governed only by the strong. It is also home to great dragons, but none have seen such things in a millennia," a fore claw of my left primary clawed hand tapped slowly against my pointed teeth, as I contemplated upon a thought deep within the recesses of my mind. Of which garnered the attentions of the five Scarab wolves, who were now watching the scale model with great fascination. Whereas within my mind, they simply stared upon my person with wide eyed curiosity full of questions. However, they would not voice them until after I had stopped my contemplation.

My attention, on the other hand, upon the sea of great vine covered trees which surrounded us, and of the small wolves playing about their large, brown bodies with the bones of those they had feasted upon. T'was entertaining to watch them move about, but none strayed towards my person. If they did so, another of their pack would quickly usher them away, sometimes by lifting them by the scruff of their necks. However, it slowly receded into my mind, and turned to look upon the five "children" before my mental self.

'Do you wish to journey with us?' I asked, to which they nodded with great earnest, 'I assume you five desire power?' Again, they gave their ascent, as their physical bodies sat across from my own, and their tails scraped across the ground quickly with excitement, 'Good. Good. Then hold still, for I shall bestow upon you a great and terrible gift, but know that this shall make you five indeed more powerful than any other upon this world, save for myself. It shall give you far more strength than that of your former pack's combined might, within each of your bodies.'

My explanation instilled a hunger within each of the five, as their bodies shook with much excitement, their eyes filled with a mindless desire for power. Whereas their mental selves simply whined and begged and pawed at my mental self, as I turned towards their physical bodies with an upraised clawed hand. ">," I intoned, as energies of emerald and crimson flowed down my arm, gathering within its centre, ">."