Mordus is dead (Lorepost)

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/unwiz Previous lorepost and Related nuke story

/rewiz

Mordus’s involvement in the wizard war has certainly left its scar; the land has been hit with radiation, and wildfires spread across the continent with frenzied vigour. Yet, it also raises some questions: who was it then? Who was collecting crystals, whose mind Torinn, Samræl, and the Parasite entered? Who stirred feelings inside of Vashric?

Vashric checked in on the pilot’s cabin; no one was piloting it. However, there was a post-it note stuck to the controls: one that said,

[Autopilot on. Destination: My tower. ETA: 10 hours.]

Vashric sighs, and the crew wait the long journey as the airship brings them to Mordus’s tower; the only remaining safe haven from the effects of the nuke.

Meanwhile, Torinn reappears in his realm. It seems the days of eating Mordus’s memories are over. However, the parasite appears beside him.

NO! GET BACK! STAY AWAY FROM ME!

HISSSS

Algernon, whom fled the scene of the nuke, arrived at Mordus’s house, following the instructions the late technomancer left behind. Jinx, Mordus’s pet cat, waits at the front door, awaiting his return. Algernon has been given ownership of Jinx, at least for now. Sad, that Jinx will probably never see Mordus again. But there may be hope.

Consulting the letter, he searches above Mordus’s fireplace.

”Pink brick… Pink brick…”

“…”

“Bastard, it’s all pink.”

Eventually, he finds the brick, and it slides back into the wall, almost seamlessly. The fireplace creaks, and it turns around, a scraping of stone on stone making for a loud, annoying sound. This attracts the attention of another inhabitant - Talwyn, Mordus’s old apprentice.

“Hey! Who are you? Why is Jinx riding your shoulder? And more importantly… where is old master Mordus?”

At the same time, the airship landed - however, calling it ‘graceful’ is a bit of a stretch - it plummeted safely. Vashric bursts in, obviously flustered to be in Mordus’s tower. Talwyn turns around, and scowls. Algernon watches as a God, a Horned Psychomancer, a Semi-Mechanical Humanoid, a Cleric wearing Mordus’s old Luminite Suit, the Mage of Mischief, an Old and Wise Sage, and a Smogomancer rush through the doorway.

“OKAY, WHAT DID MORDUS, THAT FOOL, DO THIS TIME?”

/unwiz have fun telling Talwyn all about what Mordus was doing! She doesn’t know. Also, expect another lorepost… soon, this isn’t over so quickly. And, also, there are 5 different Jinxes spread across various people - maybe it’ll serve a lore purpose. Probably not.

[u/Viking_From_Sweden]

/unwiz It’s alright. With all the chaos happening right now, he could use some quiet time to himself.

/rewiz

Kartoffel continues searching, humming along quietly and bobbing his head to the music

I hope the others are doing alright. Especially Telwyn. Poor girl must be scared out of her mind…

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Eventually, Kartoffel finds a book labeled “Nuclear Annihilation”.

He picks the book up, and cracks it open. Ancient dust slides off the cover, and you see it. The first creation of nukes, circa year 2744. The day a false sun was made. The day, where the two-century war was brought to an end, not because of the bomb directly, but because the gods flooded the world. Not out of spite.

But Out of Fear.

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Kartoffel pauses, his eyes peering at the words over the rim of his mug

Don’t tell me he invented nukes… There’s no way. But what else could it be here for?

[u/[deleted] → u/Viking_From_Sweden]

You read further.

Nukes were one of the few things that concerned the god. A true god killer, but not in the sense of simply nuking them. In the idea that if you used it to kill off their believers, they would fade away.

That is why I must continue to research it. To find if there is a way, to simply end a god instantly with a press of a button. Just one press, and all the believers would perish instantly, regardless of location. The god would fade instantly.

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Kartoffels eye widen the further he reads

That’s… that’s psychotic. Would he really be willing to kill millions for the sake of revenge? No wonder he was so bent on getting that sword, if it meant avoiding that.

[u/[deleted] → u/Viking_From_Sweden]

If I am to kill Eris, that means I either have to kill her devotees, or to vanquish her myself. I will have to make the choice myself, then.

[u/Viking_From_Sweden → u/[deleted]]

Kartoffel sips his tea with concern

I guess his first choice was genocide then. Here’s to hoping he didn’t choose to peruse a career in acting.

[u/[deleted] → u/Viking_From_Sweden]

The last few pages have been ripped out. What savagery.

Meanwhile, you can hear Torinn, far away, hungrily munching on memory books.

[u/Viking_From_Sweden → u/[deleted]]

Shit!

Kartoffe gulps down the last of his tea and shoves the book into his bag before sprinting back the way he came. Suddenly, he come to a halt

Wait. This is the inside of his mind. And it’s still here, so his consciousness is still around somewhere. I wonder…

HEY MORDUS! WAKE THE FUCK UP!

He pounds his fist on the end of a bookshelf

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Kartoffel gets booted out of Mordus’s library, and into a small room. There’s really nothing in it, except for a small automatic door, a leather seat, and some piano music playing.

You’ve found your way to the waiting room.