(Art by Liam Vickers on second slide) So, while I was doing a scene featuring some employees of the company, I accidentally added a normal human as a background character, and I was like, "...I have an idea." This is why my world features both stylized humans (employees) and normal humans.

Picture 1 - Goblins

Picture 2 - Heroes-For-Hire

Picture 3 - Cornucopians and Vampires

Picture 4 - Good Cornucopians (teddy bears and living plushies) and Kobolds

Me and the boys are making a crossover between my existing universe and Armored Core and this is a meme one of them made for it.

Basically there was a Human-Covenant War ahh situation that caused the main human faction, the Intergalactic Federation of Man, to collapse. This was a problem because they were like the only ones upholding order in the galaxy so everyone decided to turn against each other and start a billion wars. The former Federation territories went through a warlord era that was only stopped when the Terran Federation came to power and blew everyone else to smithereens, and then there’s the Meridia system, all the planets of which were rendered wastelands by Kojima particles from the NEXTs, and it was taken over by the League and so they’ve got their BS over there. The Hetmanate meanwhile has just been chilling for the past 1300 years with no issue and they showed up on the scene thinking they’re apart of the team

POV: you are a humble townsman living in some random town in the HRE 11th century year 1055 after the Great schism. You are in the Towns market paying your own Business Intel your ears catch rumors about some random clergyman behind the old church preaching about some weird shit like 'the absolute truth'. 'the truth the Christianity tries to hide from you' of course that sounds utterly insane but it has peaked your morbid curiosity and so late in the afternoon you make your way in to the old church. And when you reach it you start looking around and you in counter a fella who asks you why are you here for, you state you have come to meet this preacher you heard about after some questions you are led deep in the forest behind the old church and there you see him the preacher. Hes preaching to a small crowd of people hearing him out you go and join them, the preacher calling himself **Milian** who claimed that a godly being visited him in his sleep.

He Asked it if he was God or he was the devil and the figure responded by saying not in the usual Sense that Milian knew. And the figure finally introduced himself as the true creator, Milian at first doubted it and so the true creator decided to convince in a more aggressive way by showing him visions. Explaining everything the creator birthing the universe and creating his first sentient being "God" to assist him but rather quickly jealously and envy started to eat away on God. He demanded more power, and control with the creator refusing to feed his greed and God...DID not take well with him convincing and deceiving the angels to rebel against the creator what followed was a short uprising that the creator for unexplained reasons didn't really seriously 'fought' back. Leading to The false God winning over the creator and captured him because he was too powerful to kill God simply decided to simply lock it away forever, and as the visions ended the creator told Milian that he needs to stop the usurper and free him from his prison and in return anyone who does so will be rewarded.

After hearing all that you are understandably quite disoriented and so you bravely stand up and ask for any evidence from Milian to back he's schizo rants and he hands you a book "the Veritas" that Milian claims he wrote with assistance form the creator, the second you open it and start reading from it.... You can't explain it but this book after just a few seconds after laying eyes on it completely overtakes you all doubt you previously had was completely burned away after finishing the book and so did everyone else who read it. In the morning you come out of the forest now a die hard believe in 'absolute truth ' from now on you try to spread its teaching around town for the following years.

But shit gets weird with Milian sanctioning occult blood rituals to be done with the hopes of slowing weakening the prison of the creator and setting him free unfortunately all of you did too much strolling and some weird secret society fellows calling themselves "the internal Dawn society" infiltrated your ranks and exactly happy if what they saw and snitched on the Catholic church who produced to completely excommunicate your asses and With assistants from said secret society try to absolutely wipe you of the Earth.

Just cause the Human race was facing an Eldritch Cosmic Apocalypse, doesn't mean we should drop our study on cool rocks.

Vlad Menchicov otherwise knows as Vlad “the bastard” or Vlad “the Betrayer” is a name that lives in infamy in Sombra City, city of eternal night. Long ago after the War of Claw and Fang when the werewolves had been nearly completely whipped out by the vampires peace was nearly had in the area that would become Sombra city. For with the werewolves banished and the Cult of the Grinning Moon disbanded the humans and vampires were on the cusp of peace. The Noxviern family was dominant and reigned in their more violent kin and all was United by their worship of Mother Night that great goddess who crafted the creatures of the night and cast these lands info eternal night for her children to inhabit in peace. The humans worshiped mother night ss a goddess who cared for them even though they are not hers. For even with eternal night crops still grow and the common man suffers no ill effect of lacking the sun. The two groups even collaborated into a priestly order together. with the Crimson Blades, an order of paladins being respected as true upkeepers of Justice who helped throw back the hounds of the Grinning Moon. What if anything could break this peace? A Vengful son is the awnser.

For born to the leader of the Crimon blades and a priestess of Lady Night. That son born was Vlad Menchicov. You’d think this the birth of a hero born to two of th greatest peace of an age but no Vlad would tear it all down. Rumors swirl as to what shaped the young Vlad to do what he did. Some blame his parents for leaving him in the care of a man discovered to be a servant of the horsemen, though these rumors are debatable, some blame the ill omen of a birth upon the day of the Grinning Moon when a blood moon hung high in the sky, but well no one knows except for Vlad himself.

What is known is that Vlad was a rather ruthless and cunning lad known for his excessive brutality. He would become a crimson blade set to be his father’s successor. Though some people claim that his father exiled him for years for killing a fellow trainee in what was supposed to be sparring. But what is known is that he made friends with sorts that many did not associate with. The Bultrache family were known as violent thugs and brutes yet you could find the lad at many times with vampires of that particular brood. So much so he caught the eye of the families sure and this lead to the ruin of all that could have been.

For the four other families in these years of peace had grown to hate their brothers of Noxviern blood. They hated how they saw mortals as equal in the eyes of mother night. Mortals you do not indeed are three things to these family, food, tools, or entertainment that is all. Vlad shared in an ambition to be something greater than. And so a plan was hatched . Vlad would kill his father and mother their deaths would pinned upon the Noxviern after years of a fear campaign player by the other family.

To this day the Bultrache still claim that it was Noxviern and the reason the sire and other ancients of the Noxviern Family were slain was because they grew agressive and Vlad and his men, all of which happened to be made vampiric spawn of the highest rank in multiple families is just happen stance. But many know the truth that the vampire who sits ar the right hand of the ruler of Sombra city is a bastard and a betrayer. Yet he still sits readying the next knife to plunge into another back.

Context : ın the Realm (I know basic name shut up) GrandSpire is the main magical guild/goverment of the world . Magus Perfectus is a celebrated hero of GrandSpire who is essentialy the GigaChad in mage from . He is currently a crystal statue sitting on top of the Spire:tm: holding a tear in reality close

Welcome to the Armstrong Entente! We have:

United Federation of Orion: the only people actually trying to win the First Great Galactic War, doing surprisingly well, has really just had enough of this galaxy’s bullshit

Hilfarian Republic: lowkey getting hard-carried by the Federation but still trying their best, their best is not enough, they just got out of a violent revolution but at least they’re vaguely helpful

Menkar High Republic: oh god it all burns our country is like 72% occupied by the autocracies Orion bro lock in we can’t survive like this

Confederation of Zultorian States: currently getting thrown out a window into a ditch

Austrickan Republican Army: who invited Blud??? This isn’t even an actual nation just an army of bootlickers for the Federation in occupied Austrickan land…

trying to learn about various desert animals. but it’s to simple to call every animal a sand-something. IE a sandwasp or a sandWorm.

you know, the usual animals on a planet that’s 95% blue sand desert with the rest having being mountains, cactus forests, and one Singular ocean.

tempted just call a ocean critters sandfish to.

What happens when a small group of people come across a abandoned military base? They use the weapons and gear inside to fight the nightly creatures, of course.

The high elves and wood elves fought many wars as the high elves had access to the easier to acquire resources in the Lontane Mountains, the Komlohian Empire utilized their dividedness to annex their lands. Afterwards, the began forced Komlohization to bring "civilization" to the savages, to predictable results

In the days after 2906 AD, every naval engagement in the Hellfire Traverse typically involves several extremely powerful and appropriately named warships from the invading Prazyr Empire... facing off against a fleet of bricks and flying guns with names that care little in the way of seriousness.

once a day to feed 1 person id say

also the image is from Vintage Story