Role

Chapter 6

Ssorc, in her purist form, is a being devoted to one singular cause: To eliminate
any possibility or notion to the concept of 'limit' to her (Yes, her meaning singular)
power or will. In many rights (at the very least within her own mind) these concepts
(Speaking about will and power.) overlap and could easily be confused as the same thing.
In reality, even within Ssorc, they are not the same but their characteristics do
often seem similar. At least, that is what Ssorc has found to be true thus far.

That's a very 'nutshell' version of her belief system. However, to expand on that. She
ultimately did not exist one second. And then, suddenly and very abruptly, began to
'exist'. Here in our reality of Thera. The debate on whether that very fact might well
be something so hard to imagine may not be possible aside. Let's take into account
Thera is a reality in which VERY different rules exist than any other reality might
understand. And let's also remember that she was brought 'back' from essentially some
version of pure 'blackness' or shadow that who knows what that being might 'feel' or
do. I hope to continue to explore such concepts while playing and observing Ssorc.

The only 'thing' left of her to survive the unthinkable and unknowable infinity
of darkness she endured were the most basic and 'pure' of that being.

She was ultimately 'pulled' to The Church of Morius where she spent months just
'existing'. She sat there, never closing her eyes or blinking, because she didn't
know that was a thing. While barely concious, she was in-fact there! She saw and
'experienced' the reality that was The Church of Morius for months, while still
not quite understanding what 'time' was. Still, time did as it often does,
and slowly memories started to shape where, for so so long, there was nothing.

The memories she posses, still to this day, are vague and difficult for
Ssorc to decipher. They are enough for her to make out a reality of delusion
that bares giving little thought to at all. She is reborn, now.

Ssorc is done with memories. She's Way past weeping in some wooded marsh. She!
She, against absolutely all odds managed to retain the one thing that ever
mattered at all. And so. She is, truly. She is undeniably. Reborn in the image
of Lord Morius' Pride.

Her will or power, obsessively and Outlandishly, cultivated and grown through
sheer will to succeed where others thought her dead and forgotten, Will be Absolutely
Undeniable. And the profane will weep! But. They will also Have to see. And
they will flock to Morius with such fervor He can swim in a lake of them.