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8/2/2025, 12:49:58 PM
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Being Irish, neither goddess understood what nanomachines or smart matter were. And being elemental deities, they didn't have to.
This resulted in the birth of a SECOND Thing in the Cauldron inhabiting the nanites. Being made of excessive goddess love for me it immediately killed the original Thing before gladly merging with me. Magitech circuits based on druidic magic channelled all the life energy in this reality through me, allowing us to transcend the gods without bloodshed.
"DO YOU UNWASHED CELTS FINALLY SEE" I shouted at my traitorous as I assumed my final form of living molten metal, "WHY IT'S IMPORTANT TO LEARN HOW TO /PROPERLY/ CULTIVATE?"
Math was stupid enough to press the attack. I vapourised him with a bolt of red lightning. Engus fled. I made his bones sprout swords and rip him apart from the inside. Kern had the intelligent idea of trying to appeal to the other gods to fight me, but alas none of them were willing to get snubbed by both the Morrigan AND the Mother Goddess. So I killed him by having a giant pumpkin fall on him from on high. And the shamans quickly found out magic was no match for Amazon snipers.
You would think my mother would be fucking pissed at my decision to start building train tracks and terraforming engines everywhere while ranting about using steel to impose order on the chaos of nature as I conquered the Morrigan and the Mother Goddess (sexually) with my vibrating metal tentacles to fulfil the conditions for the aspects of this world under their sway to pass into my ownership, but actually? She was really proud. Cheering me on during the goddess tentacling, actually.
As for Arawn, he spent his days as a good boy taught to be what passed for a proper gentleman by his human queen wife, and his nights running around naked, howling and dragging back extra wild game for the castle larders. A simple by happy life as a white woman's fuckpet.
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Being Irish, neither goddess understood what nanomachines or smart matter were. And being elemental deities, they didn't have to.
This resulted in the birth of a SECOND Thing in the Cauldron inhabiting the nanites. Being made of excessive goddess love for me it immediately killed the original Thing before gladly merging with me. Magitech circuits based on druidic magic channelled all the life energy in this reality through me, allowing us to transcend the gods without bloodshed.
"DO YOU UNWASHED CELTS FINALLY SEE" I shouted at my traitorous as I assumed my final form of living molten metal, "WHY IT'S IMPORTANT TO LEARN HOW TO /PROPERLY/ CULTIVATE?"
Math was stupid enough to press the attack. I vapourised him with a bolt of red lightning. Engus fled. I made his bones sprout swords and rip him apart from the inside. Kern had the intelligent idea of trying to appeal to the other gods to fight me, but alas none of them were willing to get snubbed by both the Morrigan AND the Mother Goddess. So I killed him by having a giant pumpkin fall on him from on high. And the shamans quickly found out magic was no match for Amazon snipers.
You would think my mother would be fucking pissed at my decision to start building train tracks and terraforming engines everywhere while ranting about using steel to impose order on the chaos of nature as I conquered the Morrigan and the Mother Goddess (sexually) with my vibrating metal tentacles to fulfil the conditions for the aspects of this world under their sway to pass into my ownership, but actually? She was really proud. Cheering me on during the goddess tentacling, actually.
As for Arawn, he spent his days as a good boy taught to be what passed for a proper gentleman by his human queen wife, and his nights running around naked, howling and dragging back extra wild game for the castle larders. A simple by happy life as a white woman's fuckpet.
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