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"I bear no hatred toward them. I merely do my duty, what my creator has assigned me to do. I am Zo-Att now, but I was once Nothing, and it is Nothing that I wish to return to. But these stones and these orbs of flame, there is so little that we know about them. Perhaps we can find a use that no one else knows? That is what you want, is it not?"

Zo-Att traveled to an orb of fire, examining it intently.

[New day, +1 PP, now at 5/7]

The Three Sisters eyed these young godlings curiously. They danced and capered about their Spheres, and then one . . . created. It was not perfectly smooth as the Spheres, nor as intricately crafted at the glowing bands of the Clock, but it had . . . heart, somehow. Panna, who was most interested by these creatures addressed them first.

"Greetings, oh glowing one, what is this thing that you create."

Para, recognizing the second divinity as her own child addressed him in turn.

"How goes the task I set you young one? Have you yet learned of this world?"

And Pasha, who was just generally excited, proclaimed in earnest.

"We are quite in awe of your work, young ones, please, create more!"

The voiceless god floated in a different direction to his Maker, intending to view creation and create his own thoughts on it before returning to destructions side. His Maker... confused him. Duty was not something this godling knew. All he knew was lust for more power, and hatred for the honest existence that flaunted itself at him wherever he looked. Seeking to reduce everything to nothing without even a shred of emotion attached to it was not something the silent god could even comprehend.

Floating to an unoccupied stone sphere, the godling looked over it. Nothing but barren rock, all illuminated, clearly visible by everyone. Two secrets were not enough to sustain him forever, perhaps he should try for something a little... bigger.

Moving to the stop of the sphere, the black cloud spread out, and out, eventually becoming so large it enveloped the entire sphere. The darkness writhed for a time, before settling and revealing... nothing. The spot where the stone sphere had been was now just an inky patch of darkness, practically indistinguishable from the inky darkness of the nothing the Silent God had come from.

A small patch of darkness peeled off, the silent god returning from creating the biggest secret the universe currently held. Looking over his work and determining it truly was practically indistinguishable, the godling floated back to where he'd seen his Maker heading, eventually finding Zo-Att looking over one of the orbs of flame.

"Maker, there seem to be more orbs than a god can count, and two stone spheres encircling them. There seems precious little to have to destroy to return all to your blessed nothingness." What he spoke was... not true. There were three stone spheres. But he had said there were but two. The mere fact he had managed to state things not as they were sent an electric tingle down his spine. My my, how easy it would be to make and keep secrets now.

PP Expenditure
4 PP - Create Plane (Greater): Voiceless converts one of the stone spheres into the Shadowfell, in an attempt to create more secrets in existance.
1 PP - Form Domain (Lesser): Voiceless takes on the domain of Deception (well lies really, but deception is the same thing but sounds cooler)

Sonel floated around the sister who had spoken to it and then the one who had created the Void Algae,  enthralled.

"Wow!  Sonel is amazed!  Look at Sonel's amazement!  You made that green stuff and it floated all over the place!  Do you like the thing that Sonel made?  Sonel's maker helped make it too!  It was supposed to be a new friend for us to play with, but Maker hasn't done anything with it yet..." the godling sighed.

Abruptly Sonel began gathering up some of the Void Algae that the sister had scattered, spreading it on the stony sphere.  It filled the cracks and lines Sonel had made in the surface and pretty soon the sphere of rock was covered in deep green lines rather than brown.

"Look look!  Sonel made it different again!"

"Fire. It is called this, is it not?" Zo-Att said to herself. She felt great destruction potential inside of it. She opened her mouth and expelled another bolt of blackness. When it hit the fire, a large pillar of flame burst forward from the orb. The pillar of flame made contact with the barren stone sphere surrounding it. Where it made contact, the stone started glowing red, until the heat became too much for the planetoid. It burst outward, into hundreds of smaller fragments, each one with a rough shape, unlike the originally smooth sphere.

Zo-Att moved to what remained of the stone sphere. The chunks were of the same material, but a completely different shape. Despite their new shape, they continued to orbit around the Orb, in the same pattern as before.

1 PP - De-mold land. The empty planetoid is now shattered into several hundred asteroid-like rocks. [4/7 PP left]