Veldigron

“How are you my lord?” a cloaked figure asked as they approached a large glowing mass of elements, energy, and a mesh of a spectral star-sun. It rested on the crafted bowl of a throne in a temple that once belonged to a witch goddess from another era.

“Is that how you address me?” the glowing spectral star-sun hissed at the figure, showing they insulted the one being addressed.

“My apologies to your Supreme Primordial Deity!” the cloaked figure expressed his apology to the Supreme Primordial Celestial of Hate, Supremacy, and Dominance Narcorsai. He was also referred to as Hencarnome.

“Very well, rise my servant of the cosmos. Having no body allows me to see more of this universe. Tell me what fate has become of our nemesis Grogorne the creator god?” Narcosai requested from his servant of the cosmos Drogoz the Spy.

“After the cosmetic battle your last attack transformed him into a child!” Drogoz replied bowing on his knees before Narcosai.

“Good, serves him right for claiming the whole creation as his own. He is not the only creator of the universe.”

“What is to be done about the Mighty Veldigron?” Drogoz asked, cowering before the Supreme Primordial. The temple of a faded witch goddess shook a little. It was clear Drogoz had angered his Master Narcosai.

“I told you not to mention that name!” Narcosai roared at Drogoz. “That beaked, flabby armed, bloated creature of a god has insulted my very existence!”

“Boarix, Voegius, Kevar, Anonis, Grex, Taokiol the Dragon, Zugal Demon, Merdo eyes on me. In your last encounter with the Divine Principalities was Veldigron with them?” Narcosai asked his eight strongest High Ranking Dominants.

 Boarix the Bull looking Primordial approached him. Merdora the Queen Legend of all his armies, which consisted various beings, grabbed Boarix’s arm. He pulled away from her and got on one knee. The others backed away a little expecting Narcosai to unleash his wrath on him. Each one watched in fear waiting for Narcosai to throw a ball of energy or fire at the Dominant kneeling before him. To the greater fortune he did not. Seven Dominants relaxed seeing the Supreme Primordial did not show his wrath.

“Veldigron was with them.” He answered his master.

“Is this why I only see eight of you when there should be fourteen. The other Divine Principalities, along with their Godites, Haplanes, and Guardians should be dead by now.” Narcossai pointed out to his eight Dominants who also had legions of their own followers, which were demons and spawn of another Primordial group who sought to create life. That life fell into the hands of Narcosai and his three Primordial siblings whose origins are unknown and mysterious.

“Veldigron proved to be too strong for us this time. Carcossa was flung far into the cosmos, some of his parts fell, forming new worlds. Vexx was destroyed, his body shattered into pieces. They float around the cosmos. Geo, Deun, and Odea fought us resulting in the creation of a planet’s landscapes, it was nothing but ocean before. Medriz made off with a new Goddess named Gezotz of Pleasure.” Voegius explained to Narcossai stepping up to kneel next to Boarix.

The Supreme Primordial Celestial sent them to battle against Veldigron and the other Divine Principalities. For a thousand years they fought alongside their hordes, legions and armies. Entire armies of demons, spawn, and vile minions clashed with the Godites, Haplanes, and Many other Guardians. Their battles spread all over the cosmos, bouncing back and forth between planets. On these planets certain races sprung up such as elves, dwarves, goblins, troglodytes, hooved humanoids, orcs and other creatures. Most of these races joined the fight while others went elsewhere or hid.

Veldigron just stood his ground after facing each of Narcosai’s Dominants one after the other. His status among the Principalites was that of a Champion Fighter. Eleven Principalities arose from the creation of the universe and cosmos. Their leader Gorgone was also creator alongside Oddite the Mother. On some moons of another world, they fought until both forces took the fight on that one. Veldigron crushed several of Narcosai’s Dominants such as Boarix, Kevar, and Voegius. The other Dominants were defeated by the other Principalities collectively. Zugal Demon was cut into tiny pieces crafting other demons. Merdora was punished by means of torture. The last three were imprisoned on other planets. Tao Kiol the Dragon found himself imprisoned on a moon where he gave birth to dragon eggs that hatched into the first dragons. As punishment Tao Kiol had to watch his descendants and their offspring be slain to near extinction.

Now Grex and Anonis were chained together. One only desired to kill, torture and maim female beings while the other despised intercourse. Both were forced to copulate giving birth to a whole new array of monsters, creatures, and the horned humanoids. On the world that is to be called Calorn Veldigron and Narcosai fought their last battle. The Supreme Primordial Celestial regenerated to his true form while Veldigron grew stronger from each victory. On Calorn they fought creating the mountains, lakes, and valleys of the world. All the water in those lakes and seas are their sweat and blood. Each High being tore each other apart, crushed bones, and battered senseless.

With all his remaining strength Veldigron struck the final blow. It shattered Narcossai to pieces. Those pieces fell all over Calorn’s surface and ocean. It created legends that his pieces would grant power to those who wielded it. Other legends speak of various monsters emerging from those pieces, while some believed those pieces forged strange shaped islands in the southern seas. Veldigron stumbled across the land realizing he finally defeated the greatest threat to the universe. His elder met him on the slopes of what would be later called the Blackmell Mountains. His elder looked like him however they were mistaken for him, his father, and often for a brother of his.

“Esue, everything that was violated by Narcossai has been avenged.” He said as he began to feel his body fall apart only to be replaced by new ones, which were wings. According to legend his arms transformed into the mountain wall that divides Calorn’s landmass. His body into a single solitary peak in the shape of a bird creature bowing its head. Thus, is the tale of Veldigron.