Dominion

Mastering chaos in this cursed dimension…

Illustration by author.

I have done my best to bring order to this chaotic realm of demons and madness. I rule from the granite throne that was once a seat of Bo’leth, the ancient scourge. It was simple to depose him — I merely showed him the folly of resisting the New Sky Fire that I now wield.

This great power was given to me by The Four Prophets who harness teachings of the god Psy’enz. They had come to this realm to retrieve one of their number of four, he who had been brought here by Gax. I helped the three rescue the fourth and in return, they bestowed upon me this gift.

The New Sky Fire! At my bidding, it bursts and crackles from this wand to smite the faithless. It’s power flows from deep within the sacred tablet that hangs behind me, and passes through the umbilical that joins tablet and wand. It is my sword and armour that none resist. It’s only weakness, a significant one, is that the power fades and I know not how to replenish it. Those prophets did not warn me of this flaw but I realised after the third day of it’s keeping, when the Sky Fire’s effects appeared diminished.

It is of no matter, I have waited long years for this chance and when the time finally came, I applied the force wisely. In those days before the charge waned, I threw down every level of wicked dominion, casting them off into the ether. They lurk…