Day 80: The Vulgar Gods

October 15, 2009

The Dominions, in their interminable strife, built greater and greater weapons of war.  The greatest were the Vulgar Gods.

Originally intended as siege engines, the Vulgar Gods were autonomous, intelligent magical constructs given life by magic and transformed by metal.  They were grown in gelatinous vats, into which magical concoctions and deadly weapons would be placed.  The creatures that emerged varied greatly in appearance, but usually had the form of some beast, with appendages and weapons bristling from their bodies.  Their teeth could rend steel, their muscles could shatter armor, and their breath itself took a hundred deadly forms.  But most dangerous was their minds, for the Vulgar Gods were not mindless beasts, but rather imbued with a savage cunning.

The first Vulgar Gods were the size of horses, but as each Dominion sought to build greater weapons their ambitions grew.  Soon Vulgar Gods towered over buildings, wreaking destruction – seemingly on behalf of their masters.

Some tell that the Vulgar Gods pulled hard against the chains that bound them, but this is a fantasy. Made for war and destruction, they cherished their roles as the dealers of death, and sought more to stoke the flames of strife between the Dominions.  The monsters relished combat, and even sought it from others of their kind, so that the clashes of two Vulgar Gods would leave a wake of nightmares long after their battleground had been destroyed.  In time, they felt the animal urges to claim territory, and found cities and their ruins the most to their liking, for avarice ran hot in their veins, and in these places the greatest wealth could be hoarded.

Time, silver tongues, military might, and the ever present threat of massacre were all on the side of the monsters, and piece by piece, the old Dominions became their playthings.  With tentacles, feathered wings, distended eyes or bisected tails, the Vulgar Gods bludgeoned, tore, and strangled the life from the Dominions, until they were a thing we wept for, and we called our world the Wastes.


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