The Forbidden Tome Of The Nether Goddess

The Lord Wyrm be our savior!

What laughable mindset I used to have. Setherien was one of great power, but his goals were tricked onto mortals as to make them follow him. His goals as said to me, were lies to make me to obey. Not even the knowledge he so wishes he had much. I was one of the researchers myself, giving even part of the powers that the Harbingers hold to conduct my tasks with more efficiently. I was the Judge.

Not much did I found out about any useful things, besides on how the dark powers work and gathered quite a big knowledge on symbols. One of my tasks in research, was the creation of more powerful beings to help the Black Scourge. Most were failures, even together with the great alchemist of the Black Scourge did I have almost no luck creating anything, until her.

I never knew her real name, I did not care for her. She was simply an easy target to capture. Before, with the help of another cultist, I moves North, to a cave I knew contained the dreadful Shark Bats. These beings on the night had many characteristics that the Scourge could use. Powerful jaws, ability to fly, great way of finding living beings in the north. Their weakness was that they were beasts, they could never have a mind of their own, nor be commanded, even by Harbingers. That was where I came in.

She was a test simply, to find out if it would be possible to create. After capturing one of the Shark Bats, I brought it back to the Sprite of Curiosity. The ingredients of the alchemist had already been gathered, and now all that we needed were the mortal. With the same cultist, I captured her, a dark elf, frail looking, easy to pick up.

With her locked to the ground, I started my part, as the Alchemist started his. A large symbol I carved on her back, as needed to control my magic in her. On the Shark Bat I did the same. Both bleeding from their back in serious pain, they would not die anytime soon, I had performed it many times before. As the alchemist finished the potion, I started on the second part of the experiment, I needed to corrupt their flesh. It failed, my mist could only go as far as freezing it.

I called for a Harbinger, Shae'Tan was the one who came. The alchemist started the third part of the experiment, carving smaller symbols on the elf and Shark Bat. It's wings, it's horns, it's tail, those were the spots of the symbols, and others on the dark elf as well. Shae'Tan prepared bloodshards, concentrated corruption. The bones of where the symbols were placed had to be broken. It was done together with the corruption, the cold stopping the elf from feeling too much pain and not passing out, even if her skull was cracked in two places.

The same was done on the Shark Bat, the corruption done to it as well. Then the last process would start. I placed my hands on the elf, and on the Shark Bat, and reached into their life force. The alchemist started his part as well, the symbols starting glowing. Equivelent Exchange can be quite powerful, this experiment was transferring one part of the body of one being, into the other, using outer energy.

So with alchemy like that, why was I needed? Why was Shae'Tan needed? The answer is simple, because as any healer will tell you, if you sew a leg of a pig into a fallen leg of another, the leg will soon rot and fall off. Small things like eyes have been done, with help of powerful healing magic, but this experiment was far greater. It doesn't work for two things.

First, the flesh is not the same, it doesn't combine. The new part would be toxic to the new body, the new part would not connect well to the rest of the body. This was why Shae'Tan was needed, to corrupt both bodies. By corrupting the bodies, I asked her to make them the same. Corruption is the unnatural change, and that way, the corruption changed both the Shark Bat's flesh and the elven flesh into the same.

Second, the soul does not accept a new part of, it's not part of the body, it would be like adding something to the soul. The soul does not accept this, the elf would not be able to move the new parts. Most likely the soul would reject the new parts and make the body throw them out, in the process killing her. There was where my magic was needed. Controlling lifeforce inside other's bodies is what I do. I grabbed her lifeforce, and forced it into the new parts of her body, the new wings, the horns the tail. I made her soul see that her lifeforce was in those parts of the body, made her soul accept the new parts.

Equivalent Exchange, Corruption, and the Soul accepting the new parts. This was what was needed to create a new beast. The Shark Bat died fast, only it's parts were needed. The dark elf was breathing but knocked out. Her eyes changed because of the corruption, and now had horns, a tail, and wings. The Alchemist and Shae'Tan left me to await her awakening.

I did not know what would happen, that it why it was an experiment. As she awoke, I did not know if she would even understand me, or act like a beast. I talked to her, asked her to speak. She did. Asked her of what she remembered. Nothing. Asked her if she remembered anything from her life. Nothing. I asked her what I should call her. Vithquar.

Vithquar she said. She could think, she could move, her memories were gone, so far the experiment was a success. All that was to happen now would be to test her new body. I removed her chains, told her to stand. Asked her to move her tail, and she did. And then I noticed a problem, the tail was useless. I had not thought of the different in sizes of the beast and the elf. More preoccupied on if it would work with the elf surviving, I for my own safety while capturing the beast, I chose a rather small Shark Bat, about as big as a dwarf, yet far more lighter.

Then what of her wings? A flying beast would make the mortals fear the Scourge, make them notice their powers. We took a frail elf, but if we used an Orc, a dwarf or a Kharajyr it would be a beast fit for combat. If it could fly. Something that she couldn't. She had already almost died whilein the transformation, the parts were already as big as they could. Her weight was too much for the wings to lift off. Our mortal bodies are far heavier than those of birds and Shark Bats. The experiment was a failure.

I set her free, to us she would be useless. To force her to work for us, she would turn on us. Later she returned to us on free will, now thinking that she was a goddess of the Nether, which I had grabbed from that fiery realm and stuck her soul into a body. She wanted to use the Scourge to regain her powers. And that is how I created the Goddess of the Nether.

Not long after I decided to betrayed the Scourge, but not before making full use of it. I performed the same experiment, this time with holy magic instead of dark magic, to acquire more information on how powerful Holy Magic could be. It worked better, at least in the beginning. Her mind stayed, and she remained uncorrupted, but soon the wings were rotten and fell out. While the lifeforce was pulled into the new parts, the type of flesh was not the same. Corruption is needed to make the flesh the same, and holy magic only returns to what was before. That is why it did not work.

Both the Alchemist and I left the Scourge, never to perform together with the Harbingers these types of experiments. Vithquar is the only one of her kind, a goddess of her own race.

Written by the Judge.