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Do not seek death, Annunaki, for Nekusar may find you. Will you live to tell his tale?
NEKUSAR - THE DESECRATED
He is the reason to fear the darkness, where his ethereal presence shakes loose the mortal coil. This is Nekusar, the reaper, the specter of death. Nekusar is associated with death, misfortune, ill fate, begrudging acceptance, envy and bitterness. Born from the first shadow cast from Anu's light, he was banished by Enoch to the Blind Eternities, same as the others of his ilk. Nekusar wields Mastix, a golden-handled whip with an impossibly long lash. The whip is a means of inflicting pain when he must, but its more frequent function is as a snare to pull the reluctant dead into his realm. Nekusar is worshiped by those who exalt death, those who desire wealth, and those who pray for acceptance of their fates. Because the dead leave their earthly wealth behind, Nekusar has become associated with that wealth, as well as with the abundance of gold in his realm. His role in the Creation Saga and the Hour of Devastation was quite simple. In accordance to the march set by Kronos, Nekusar was to release the ethereal shackles of the Deep and allow its inhabitants to roam free. Some mythological scholars believe that this act was the genesis of all that is evil in the universe, as once the Deep had been allowed to sift through the universe with impunity, nothing could be done to contain it again. After the events of the Hour of Devastation and the sealing of the Emanation, Nekusar was imprisoned within the Blind Eternities, cursed to roam its boundless soil forever.
personalityBefore being sealed in the Blind Eternities, Nekusar was both jealous of his pantheon and a tyrannical ruler, proud of his domain as lord of all that ever lived. He was an effective warden and lord of the Deep, charged with ensuring the safe passage of all souls that passed in and out. He envied the sunlit world of the living, but only in a day-dream type of way. Nekusar knew that all which lives in the universe must eventually join him, which afforded him some type of satisfaction and certainty. Once sealed in the Blind Eternities, Nekusar awarded himself the new name of Kusa'ra. Forever barred from the light of the universe, Kusa'ra hungers for nothing more than to be freed from his shackles to return to the world of the living so that he may once more resume his post as the keeper of souls.
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Lost in voyadge adrift the Blind Eternities, the dark helmsmen Nekusar harnesses inexorable mortality amidst the treacherous tempests of Blight. Return eternally from beyond the grave, as his Avatar eclipses the light, harvesting wicked souls to sate his esurient darkness.
Nekusar harnesses the essence of the Blind Eternities to mystify and obliterate his foes.
Soulkeeper
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Blight:
Ravaged by Blight energy and wreathed with the essence of the Blind Eternities, your aura subjugates foes through your affliction. While harnessing the power of Nekusar, you're able to command the Blind Eternities for your own use, turning you into a dark arts practitioner, no longer being controlled by the Blind Eternities as you can now force others to be controlled by it. You can open dark apertures in space-time, like a jaw, and swallow things into the Blind Eternities. To do this you must gesture in the air by hand or blade, accompanied by a soft warbling sound as thin lines dissect the space before you. This will tear open to reveal an inky black void, an inter-dimensional gateway to the Blind Eternities. This makes whatever is consumed to be passed through the Blind Eternities for a lifetime (but in only a fraction of a second in the material world), and they can be returned resembling their former selves but both shadowed and eerily glowing. In this state, you're free to control whatever was consumed to serve you in their afterlife. These objects or sentient creatures can also be detonated at will, spreading their affliction in the form of green Soulfire. |
- Nemesis Star: You point your hand outward, a single finger extended. The faint echo of a million screams filters in, pale light gathering as fragmented souls of those Nekusar has kept in his personal anthology, their ghostly visage briefly visible before they are pulled into an inky black swirling core of rippling power. With the barest of effort, this atrocity against life itself is unleashed. For a being of your strength, a single use of this attack is sufficient to cause the rapid decay of all matter within sight. Perception momentarily cracks, the shapes and forms of objects and persons become distorted, bent and twisted beyond recognition for but a split second as the Blind Eternities briefly bleeds into the material world. It is an assault on the fabric of reality, and the damage it inflicts on those caught in its path is even more horrific. Every mote of energy rips into the world, casting its taint outward like a grasping hand corrupted by disease. Then,
-No Land Beyond: This is a power saved not for a single opponent but the complete and utter annihilation of an entire region or locale, the sheer overwhelming strength of this demands nothing less. In an instant the skies blacken, the chorus of a dying legion echoes through the air. The tormented and anguished screams of souls you've consumed are the prelude to this symphony of destruction. Afterward, all sound stops, a speck of darkness so black as to devour all light itself forms in the air. Color itself is ripped away with such visceral suddenness as to jar the senses, while the orb greedily consumes anything and everything to swell to enormous size. There is no wind, no sound, only silence as the certainty of death itself hangs in the air. Victims are not obliterated by a direct assault, instead being pulled, everything being pulled into its yawning, abysmal depths. All that enters into its horizon are utterly destroyed, there is nothing left, not ash, nothing. Maintaining such a power requires immense concentration for the power involved distorts not just space but time itself, as the entirety of this spectacle lasts in real time for but a moment, but for those who were in its vicinity, seconds to minutes pass as they struggle in vain before being sucked into its core. The pull of the void is great enough to rip apart whole mountains and consume an entire city.
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