>>5749943“In ancient days, there were more Dark Gods—and Gods of Light—than there are today. More Gods, many Gods, all warring with one another. We know this. And those who fell… Were often consumed. By other Gods, yes… But also by mortals, when they fell on the material plane.”
Your eyes widen, and you hear Hale hiss in displeasure at this sacrilege, but you nod to the hesitating Heretic, and he recites the passage aloud:
“‘Those who ate of the Gods’ flesh, drank of their blood, who consumed their essence, a soul-beyond-soul. They became like the Gods, akin to the Gods’ own children, and some of them were worshiped like Gods, and lived eternally as the Gods live. They ceased proper worship, for they had no need to worship. Finally the Gods grew angry and jealous, and fell upon them, killed and ate them, and took back what was theirs by right.’”
“This does not sound like a wise course of action, then,” Halle notes.
And yet… It could work. But how, exactly, are you to eat a god’s flesh, drink a god’s blood, consume a god’s essence? You ask, of course… And to your surprise, you receive your answer.
“The heart of the Great Green Dragon, king of the ancient plains and forests,” the eerie Degenerate suggests. “The Serpent Priests kept it hidden, using it to make the new Dragonborn. To eat of it, drink of it, would perhaps be enough to begin the process…”
“…But what of the divine essence? They mean the soul, do they not?” the Archer asks, speaking for the first time in a while.
“Yes,” the heretic agrees. “You would need the spirit of a divine being—as pure as possible. A direct, immediate product of the Gods themselves.”
