This is the game thread for Machinations of Light's Glory. Rules and chat thread is here. In the beginning, the gods created the heavens and the earth. But the earth was not content to sit in the shadow of its creator. The world claimed the power to reshape itself, and called it magic. Humanity made prayers to the divine, and made requests of the magic, and became great through their favour. But humanity was not content to sit in the shadow of these forces of creation. With the advance of time, mortals claimed the power to reshape themselves, and called it technology. Now creation runs rampant. Mortals begin to rival the gods and the world in power and ambition. In the end, humanity will destroy the heavens and the earth. Since the events at the Ruins of Light’s Glory in the distant past, the world has changed in so many ways. But the survivors of that near-calamity made sure that humanity would never be so unprepared again. They established a secret society to guard the mortal world from the horrors beneath the earth, at any cost. Only those with the influence to make a difference are invited to join. You are the powerful, the elite, the influential, the inspiring, the ruthless. You are politicians and monarchy that rule over nations. You are CEOs of megacorporations and heads of noble houses. You are generals of armies, leaders of revolutions. You are pop stars, reality tv show contestants, cyberyoutube vloggers, and let’s-play diarists. You are the remarkable beings that are not of humanity, but walk among them with the power to save us. You are the Arkiolojiss Society. On your initiation, all of you were briefed extensively on the threat. You were told of the floating island tucked away in a small corner of the world. You were told of the chasm beneath it, and the infernal howling that rises from that darkness in the night. You were told of the terrible Scythe of Antioch that can set them free, and how only the Sanctified Sacrificial Knife can seal them away again. Now the worst has come to pass, and you have all received word. The Scythe has returned. The hellsgate is opening. You all must return to the island of Light’s Glory, and do what must be done to hold back the tide of darkness until those responsible have been stopped. Despite all your modern technologies, the scale of your world and the remoteness of the technomonastery mean it took you several days to arrive. Now you are here, you see you were almost too late. All of the monks that make up the permanent residents of this hallowed place are already dead, their bodies strewn across the meeting hall in the main facility. The Sanctified Knife stands tall, buried to the hilt in the chest of the last monk. Her sacrifice let the world stand for one more day. But now the sun is going down, and another sacrifice will be needed tomorrow. Only someone with the special training of the Arkiolojiss Society could have unmade the shields. It would have taken at least three of you to begin the rite. You must find this Evil among you, and end them, before you run out of good souls to keep the darkness at bay. The first night begins.