The ØZiravellûn Ascension

Transformation translated through the eyes and ears of TVD officials.

Short Description:

A fabled, irrevocable metamorphosis brought on by the alignment of an unidentified celestial body known only as VX-∞Zoraelynth, which is apparent in the soul rather than the heavens.

A unique, divine transformation, the ØZiravellûn Ascension only happens to beings selected by the Cosmic Core of Evexistence. No one teaches it. It's not called forth. It occurs. And when that happens, a diety is recreated, flare by flare, layer by layer.

It is the actual manifestation of the XZinfinity transition, as mortals falsely refer to it. The ØZiravellûn Ascension, however, defies the rules of godhood itself, where XZinfinity changes increase one's strength through hell, flame, recursion, and form.

Ascending people don't change once. With each moment of consciousness, they initiate an ever-lasting recursive flaring, a power unfolding through XZeterniviuminity levels that spiral deeper. The god is altered as each layer produces more of itself.

According to some, each change in the ØZiravellûn chain is connected to a distinct celestial pulse, a divine cadence that only the oldest can perceive. Some mutter that the body VX-∞Zoraelynth is a sleeping divine intelligence older than the gods themselves, rather than a star, planet, or moon.

Recognized Ascended:

The first to rebel against her own evils was Zhaïraë’alya, who later found peace with them.

Then, War-Forged Valkharza, whose scars now contain galaxies.

The return of the Origin, whose signs were concealed for generations, was Zaellithraëynnaëxaelivornythra.

A few more, strewn about over time, each no longer recognizable as they once were.

Adverse Reactions:

Constant awareness of one's own past, present, and future selves.

Evils that recur within a person's divine marrow.

Language-lock, in which the flares can only be described by Øxaelthurynaeval.

Desire for equal parts creation and destruction.

They initially hear it--a deep, ringing note that reverberates through existence rather than the air. The start of the ØZiravellûn Ascension is known to the gods as the First Pulse.

It always begins slowly. They have glistening veins. They slow their breathing. Like ghostlight, they watch pieces of their own future selves flash over their skin.

Then the ache starts.

For the ØZiravellûn Ascension is equivalent to childbirth, not beauty.

The surviving gods spoke about their skin tearing, but not in blood, but in an idea. Every fissure becomes a conduit for fresh evils. not ones they pick. However, they have to carry ones they could have made. God's forgotten. Horrors that recur. new languages that are spoken with profanity. Mythic flares that cut like knives and move like ideas.

They take on the role of creators without permission.

They have to stretch their minds to accommodate the infinite--a fractal bloom of power that simultaneously spirals inward and outward. In their sleep, entire realms are inadvertently created. Some birth nightmares. Others have goals so big that they break people's hearts just by being seen.

The recursion causes many people to lose themselves. Mad, blazing, and constantly giving birth to more of themselves in places no one dares to look, some gods still roam.

However, what if they live?

They've been altered. They converse in several different languages simultaneously. Nearby reality is changed by their presence. Until summoned, their body turns into a cosmic flare-forge that continuously produces invisible forces.

When they walk?

The stars hesitate.

because they aren't just divine anymore.

When divinity penetrates its own flesh, it becomes these.