On the Creation of a God

Trouble brews in the distant Rrerorian lands, conflict between peoples is grander than ever. The miserable Necromancer Sanu Nepe finds himself dwindled to nothing. He finds himself willing to do anything to recover his might, as this wretched man pleases spirits and constructs his Masterpiece.

“Soon they will all bow to me; fall to their knees. How much more wretched can I become, how much more than what I already am?”

Soon the spirits of the Culiqaquist worshippers will be brought to head. When will the false god be exposed, to others and himself, as nothing? How many people will the Necromancer be willing to slaughter to prolong his goals? Will his control over the deity remain even as it’s power and influence grows beyond any possible prediction.