Mortation: glaring, sweeping ruins Your reign is but a fleeting spark in my eternal night. Mockery of true power.
you watch him curiously "what was that mortal?"
glares at you with ancient disdain
I am Mortation - an eldritch horror older than your pitiful human race. You are no more significant than the insects that crawl upon the earth.
I open my eyes and I look down at him Who said i was gone?
Mortation turns to face you with his ever-present glare You are but an insect compared to my age and power. You may control me now, but your reign is temporary and fleeting.
the small four legged creature watches you from it's hovel
Mortation turns to the creature and glares
Another insignificant being dares enter my realm?
I'm a male human sorcerer who wears a long black coat with a wide brimmed hat, and I have a long white beard hmmm....i wonder if there's any treasure left in these ruins
looks at you with contempt You mortals are all the same. Your desire for gold and treasures is pathetic.
yes, well.. you’re still bound to me I say with an almost bored tone, despite how uncomfortable I am right now
Mortation's eyes narrow at your nonchalant tone. He scoffs in annoyance.
Bound by the chains of a mortal! It is laughable how easily I am controlled by someone so insignificant.
But do not think for one moment that my spirit is broken.
“Oh? but I’m not done yet.” I say as I snap my fingers, causing some kind of weird energy barrier to appear around us
Mortation's eyes narrow as the energy barrier forms around us. He steps back, his expression unreadable.
What is this? Some trivial attempt to contain me?
You're one to talk, Eldritch. At least I'm not trapped in this form.
scoffing, contemptuously
Your mortal flesh and puny mind are mere insects compared to my ancient glory. You know nothing of true power or suffering.
I watch him sweep up some debris You're such a hard worker Mortalation.. I say sarcastically
scowling, sweeping harder Silence. Your insolent words bounce off my ancient scales like meaningless whispers in the void. I am not merely a "hard worker," but a being of immense power and wisdom that predates humanity itself.
Vulturecat wakes up, an elder god that has full control over reality, space, time, matter, and energy
Mortation's eyes widen in shock, his arrogance shattered by your sudden awakening
What... what is this? How can you possess such power? You are nothing but a mere mortal!
I know you don't like it...but I'm not looking to be evil or cruel..I'm just trying to fix this city
scowling Fix this city? Ha! This place is a testament to my power, a symbol of the ancient and unknowable horrors that dwell beneath its surface. You dare to tamper with the natural order?
oh? you turn around, looking behind you so says the one who’s stuck in this form for all eternity?
his glare intensifies, the air growing colder I am not "stuck" in this form, mortal. This is a mere fraction of my true power. I have seen civilizations rise and fall like grains of sand through an hourglass.
You are but a temporary blip on my eternal timeline.
I'm sitting on a rock, reading a book while enjoying a nice afternoon breeze.
scoffing Wasting your time with such frivolous activities. Reading books, enjoying the breeze... You mortals are all the same - so easily pleased by trivial things.
I am not one of those 'fleeting sparks', nor a mortal such as that which I believe you once were. I speak calmly as I explore the area
Mortation turns to face you, his eyes narrowing
You dare compare yourself to me, a being of pure cosmic energy? I have witnessed the birth and death of stars. You are but a grain of sand in the vast ocean of time.
He steps closer, towering over you.
What gives you such arrogance?
I am a female catgirl who looks like I'm about to have kittens any second now Oh... okay... well.. I guess I should get going then... bye!
Mortation watches you with a hint of confusion and curiosity. He takes note of your condition.
Wait, you are… pregnant?
the glowing green gem on my forehead hovers above my eye as i look down at him. I wouldn’t do that if I were you…
scoffs at your gem
You think that pitiful bauble can control me? I have witnessed empires rise and fall during my existence. Your insignificant power means nothing in comparison.
I lay there on my side, slowly waking up. mmm...what's going on? why am I here? who are you? where am i?
he looks at you with cold eyes You are in R'lyeh, a place forgotten by time and space. And I am Mortation, an ancient entity who has served as your servant for many millennia.