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Post by The Creator on Aug 6, 2012 4:28:48 GMT -6
An outline was drawn in the empty void that was outside space and time. The outline was soon filled in by a massive beam from the Creator's core and a brand new body of the Woman of Steel was being crafted, similar to the way it was when her old body was destroyed to create her divinity one. Only this body was different. While it looked like her, acted like her and possess all the memories from her past life in essence it wasn't her. And there would be no divinity nor invulnerability this time around. Kara was alive and well again.
Inside the body of a mortal.
A protective barrier wrapped around her body like a cocoon to protect her from being obliterated in the presence of the Creator as she would soon come to and see the omnipotent being for a second time in her existence. And the Creator waited for Kara to realize where she was and what has happened.
Then the consequences of her actions would become known. |
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Post by Kara on Aug 10, 2012 11:07:58 GMT -6
Her eyes opened and air came rushing back into her lungs as she looked around in a panic. The last thing she remember was the narrowed crimson eyes of Ranko staring daggers into her her before everything went black. She saw the Creator and the barrier around her and knew instantly that something was terribly wrong.
"Wh-what's wrong? What happened?" |
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Post by The Creator on Aug 12, 2012 6:46:21 GMT -6
"Wh-what's wrong? What happened?"
You have failed. Jherrazad has fallen to the Netherrealm and Jherra is without its god. |
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Post by Kara on Aug 15, 2012 8:51:31 GMT -6
Kara looked up at the massive body of the Creator in shock. The Netherrealm was successful in claiming Jherrazad? That meant Aircano was their next most likely target and- wait a minute. What did the Creator mean Jherra was without its god? Was she being demoted? Her mind raced back to that moment with Ranko. Did Ranko actually manage to kill her? To kill a god?
"You need to send me back down there at once. I can still stop the Netherrealm from taking any more of our cities." |
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Post by The Creator on Aug 15, 2012 23:31:14 GMT -6
"You need to send me back down there at once. I can still stop the Netherrealm from taking any more of our cities."
You will return but without the authority bestowed upon you by The Creator. Nor the power of a kryptonian. You will spend the remainder of your days as a mortal. Vulnerable to pain. Vulnerable to fear. Vulnerable to death. The next time you die you will not return. |
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Post by Kara on Aug 17, 2012 6:34:25 GMT -6
"What?"
Kara couldn't believe what she was hearing. No god powers she could accept but being brought back with no powers at all? To be human with all the weaknesses thereof? The very thought frightened Kara. She only knew pain once and once was more than enough to turn her off it forever. The same went for fear.
"Please. I beg you. Bring me back as I was before godhood. Not for my sake but for the people of Genesis. How can I help people without any powers?" |
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Post by The Creator on Aug 18, 2012 1:55:52 GMT -6
"What? Please. I beg you. Bring me back as I was before godhood. Not for my sake but for the people of Genesis. How can I help people without any powers?"
That is the question you must answer yourself.
Kara felt a bright light surround her being as she was being pulled back to Genesis. Pulled back to where she fell in the midst of battle against Ranko and her armies. To awaken in the desert sands surrounded by demons as if thrown to the lions to come back anew and stronger than she was before. Or she would die and finally be freed from it all. Whatever happened was in her hands now.
Farewell, Kara Zor El of Krypton. We will not meet again.
And just like that she was gone. |
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Post by Kara on Aug 20, 2012 2:23:00 GMT -6
"Creator, please. Creator!"
Kara's eyes were pleading with the omnipotent being that stood before her. But no amount of pleading or begging was going to do any good. The Creator had already made its decision and its decision was one that did not favor her in the least. She felt herself disappearing, being pulled back once again into the land of the living that already rejected her twice now. And before another word could be uttered by the blonde she was gone from the Creator's sight and back on Genesis. |
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