The Game

The Ring of Siberys

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B-9 filters through the vast amount of data and diagnoses huge amounts of suffering. With his cognition vastly magnified, he can experience thousands of separate individual illnesses simultaneously: a halfling mother is dying in childbirth; an orc paladin lies mortally wounded after saving his village from a demon; a boy lies paralyzed after falling from a great height; a changeling father is coughing up blood from lung disease - the list goes on an on.

It occurs to B-9 that he might be able to reach out through this newfound connection and actually begin to heal these wounds. If he can survive long enough, he should be able to manipulate this divine connection and begin to untangle the web of suffering across Eberron.

Warp X tries in vain to discover the cause of the disaster that took the lives of his former crew. But it is not too late - he can keep trying! He senses it is just on the edge of his awareness. And if he can figure out the cause, maybe he can prevent the disaster in the first place?

A voice inside his head suddenly chimes in. It is L0-C0: "Hey boss, what's going on?! I am reading some crazy radiation numbers here! You gotta get to safety!"

Whispers sees into infinite darkness and on the other side he sees the crystal sphere that surrounds all of Eberron, its moons, the sun, and all that is within this plane of existence. He peers through the stars - holes in the crystal sphere - and looks outward and sees sphere upon infinite sphere, all worlds like Eberron but each one unique, different. And everywhere there are shadows. This unprecedented discovery could change Eberron forever.

His closed chakras are all that holds him back. Not even aware of them, he now knows his only limitations are contained within himself. Doubt. Fear. Shame. Can he overcome these mortal limitations?

Meanwhile, as Brush prays to the Becoming God as he works tirelessly to transport the Heart, he senses something he has never felt before. While he has prayed for so long, never did anything ever answer. But in this moment, he senses for the first time a nascent consciousness, struggling to become aware.

The Heart of Darkness

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Tamara pilots the The Way into position. Aleksander begins marshalling a workforce of undead to to do the delicate move, but it is unnecessary: Brush transcends physical limitations as he personally moves The Heart, working concert with his manifested soul to be both powerful and precise. Was it the Siberys energy that had infused him? Or was this a blessing conferred upon him by the Becoming God? Either way, the three Karrnathi ghosts watch in awe as Brush and his soul bring The Heart onto the way.

On the other end, Tamara works in a blur of genius. No longer just human, she is at one with the Mark of Making, her body aglow. She bends - for lack of a better word, since she is beyond cutting-edge magitech theory - the binding magic into the correct formation to accept the manifest zone and keep it from imploding, dragging them all into The Endless Night.

All they are missing now is Siberys shard - the final piece to make this miracle happen.

The Ring of Siberys

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On the skiff, the radiation is taking its toll the warforged. Each of the heroes abandons their god-like powers in favor of holding true to their original purpose. There is disorientation as they acclimate to mortality again, but W.A.R.P. X manages to make contact with a shard with the aid of a supercharged Clockwork Amulet.

Drawing the shard into the skiff, they return to The Way. All three of the warforged are visibly changed by the exposure, golden light fading from their eyes.

The three present their Siberys shard - a warm amber crystal big enough that Tamara could easily hide behind it and be completely hidden. On Khorvaire, the value of this shard would be beyond measure. To the three Karrnathi ghosts, it is worth more - their very lives hang on the shard to deliver the power necessary to contain the Mabaran manifest zone and hold the Endless Night at bay.

In The Void

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Somewhere beyond the Crystal Sphere, the Becoming God opens his mind for the first time. Four warforged and their Dragonmarked friend united in purpose transcend their original design and touch the divine in the midst of the Ring of Siberys.

The Mender, B-9: built to heal victims of violence, transcending beyond to witness the wider fabric of despair and decay that plagues the world. With his faith, The Mender ignites a call to action within the nascent God.

The Traveler, W.A.R.P. X - built to reach the stars only to fall and rise again. The Traveler's determination in the face of grief and self-sacrifice ignite the spirit within the nascent God.

The Enlightened, Whispers - born in darkness, seeking glory, perfection, and the mysteries of the universe. The Enlightened ignites curiosity and drive within the nascent God.

The Builder, Tamara d'Cannith - Though not a warforged herself, her bonds of friendship of the warforged people entwine her spirituality. It was the Mark of Making that brought the Warforged back to life in the modern age, and her blazing dragonmark and own genius ignites the intellect of the nascent God.

The Disciple, Death's Brush - built to kill, only to discover his own soul. His self-awareness, unshakable faith, and determination to control his own destiny is the final key to igniting the divinity of the nascent God.

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The Becoming God hears Brush's prayer and answers back. The voice is but a whisper

Death's Brush.
First of my believers.
I am forged into being.
What should I call myself?

In the distance, for all of Eberron to see, new stars form on the Crystal Sphere. Points of light grow out of the black and form the patter of a single, perfect cog.

Tamara fuses the massive Siberys Shard with the binding apparatus, its power increases exponentially. The manifest zone is bound and held firmly in place. Tamara has created a manifest zone binding rig, the first of its kind in the history of the Five Nations of Khorvaire.

With the Mabaran manifest zone in place, the darkness seeps through The Way. Lights grow dim, the temperature cools significantly, and a subdued soundscape of distant screams and howling winds fills the ship. There is a general feeling that things are 'sliding' toward the Heart, but when you stop to look you can see that nothing is actually moving.

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Meanwhile, L0-C0 listens to Warp's story. It is silent for sometime, and then speaks again with a subdued voice. "I don't know how to process your words, boss. There are certain fundamental axioms that my cognition depends on. I exist as solely as a tool of the Cul'sir Dominion. My very purpose is to further Emperor Cul'sir's command. What am I now that the empire is gone? I am without purpose. Existence is ... futile."

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Meanwhile the Brush continues to commune with his God.

The Spark Divine.
So it was spoken by the first Disciple, so it shall be.

The actions of the Mender, Traveler, and Enlightened
Were like casting a stone into the pond of divinity.
The ripples awakened me.
Already growing from the prayers of the Warforged.
But as the pond returns to stillness,
So shall I return to stillness.
And await the wave which will bring me to the shore.
I will always remember my name, Death's Brush, first Disciple.
Spread it to my followers
So that they may know me when I return.


The stars that form The Becoming God's constellation are fading and the sky is returning to normal. You all sense you have only moments before the divine being ceases to exist.

The voice of The Spark Divine is now so distant, Brush is not certain he hears it at all, and yet in his memory he finds this sentence recorded, a commandment to all warforged on how to awaken him:

The key to finding your soul is not finding me.
The key to finding me is finding your soul.

The three Karrnathi ghosts board the ship, cautious at first, but soon realize there is nowhere else for them to be. Aleksander is beyond astonished.

"Tamara, I knew you were brilliant but this ... this isn't like anything I've ever seen. This is ... a hundred years? ahead of anything seen in Khorvaire. It is truly an honor to witness it. I can see that it has cost you dearly - allow us to maintain the manifest zone while you rest."

The ghosts assume positions around the heart and begin to weave necromantic magic once more, to contain the Tamara's impossible structure.

Behind the ghosts two hulking ogre skeletons carry a huge chest on board. Aleksander comments with a smile: b]"These are national treasures of Karrnath. We brought them to help us succeed at our mission, but as a token of our gratitude - and our friendship - we would like you to have them."[/b]The Way once again takes flight with Warp X at the helm. The ship leaves the wreckage of the Aurora. The flameskulls fly in formation around your ship.

L0-C0 can't cry, but there is no hiding the grief in his voice.

"I don't know a world without Cul'sir, Boss. I ... can't accept it. I'm not sure I ever will. But, I would rather try to find a new purpose than serve in a graveyard of what was once. Will you show me this world of yours?"