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Grief and Fury [Quote based Worldbuilding Game]

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A grimdark worldbuilding game. Provide context to the last quote and write in your own, and quote by quote we'll build a world.
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Quote based Worldbuilding-Game
I have had this idea stuck in my head for way too long now.
~So let's build another world.~

The idea is this:
We are going to design a universe by layering in-universe quotes on top of each other, with one person writing something someone said or wrote in this world and the next providing context (who, when, why, ...) and the next quote.


Rules:
1. New content cannot contradict earlier/established content.
2. Anyone can join in whenever they want, as long as you follow the format.
3. First a person writes down a text, it can be anything from single sentence to grand speech or song, as long as it's not taken from somewhere. Author provides no context for this quote.
4. Next poster replies by adding who said the above quote and providing any additional context for it, then givng their own quote. And so on. Think of it as climatic fragments of fluff from a RPG book or quotes on M:tG cards.
5. Stick to the theme (see Important notice below).
6. Unlike one of my previous threads this is in the sfw section, so take care not to break forum rules by posting nsfw content.


The idea isn't mine, I found other such threads on other forums. You can check out the examples listed below so you can get an idea of what I'm aiming for.
An example from sb.
An example from sv.
My old thread on qq.



Important notice: Theme
I would like this world to be a dark fantasy world. Like a fantasy version of 40k.
Yes I know Warhammer exists, but I'm specifically aiming for the brand of grimdark apocalyptic dystopian darkness that is 40k.
Life is hard, unjust, and short. Death and corruption lurks in every shadow. Keeping the horrors at bay is a constant struggle.
While moments of levity or peace exist, desperation, sacrifice, and necessary evils are too common.
And yet, humanity clings on by tooth and nail, clawing their way through the abyss.



So with all that out of the way, I'll start:



"Ylana and Sodal were the gods that created the world. Their very bodies formed it. Lika husband and wife they loved each other dearly, and their love and passion gave the world colour, beauty, and grace.
But Sodal died. Murdered by the darkness. His rotting corpse is home to its corruption now, and so our world has become grey and bleak, and full of evil.
Of Ylana the kind nothing is left but grief and fury. It is that grief you feel when you look upon the crawling wretches who embrace the darkness, and that fury you carry into battle to purge them from the world."
 
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May want to put in a little warning this is in the SFW section, not the NSFW like prior one.

"Ylana and Sodal were the gods that created the world. Their very bodies formed it. Lika husband and wife they loved each other dearly, and their love and passion gave the world colour, beauty, and grace.
But Sodal died. Murdered by the darkness. His rotting corpse is home to its corruption now, and so our world has become grey and bleak, and full of evil.
Of Ylana the kind nothing is left but grief and fury. It is that grief you feel when you look upon the crawling wretches who embrace the darkness, and that fury you carry into battle to purge them from the world."

-Scripture of the Order of Ylana, Tome of Justice. Opening text and founding lesson to new Justicars, despite mass controversy of increasing awareness of the Darkness at formative stage of their training.

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"When it was discovered that blasting powder could fuel a new kind of magic unto itself, it shook every cabal and coven and order. The simple ability to throw a lead ball further, faster, harder, directed by the will of the mind, seemed so simple at a glance. But those in the know and those that first witnessed it firsthand would be swift to realize it's potential course amidst the war against the Darkness.

And much like the first advent of human magic, every realm of demihume or nonhume that acknowledged this new power sentenced any human showing so much of a hint of powder-sense to death."
 
May want to put in a little warning this is in the SFW section, not the NSFW like prior one.
good point, made a small addition to the opening post.

"When it was discovered that blasting powder could fuel a new kind of magic unto itself, it shook every cabal and coven and order. The simple ability to throw a lead ball further, faster, harder, directed by the will of the mind, seemed so simple at a glance. But those in the know and those that first witnessed it firsthand would be swift to realize it's potential course amidst the war against the Darkness.

And much like the first advent of human magic, every realm of demihume or nonhume that acknowledged this new power sentenced any human showing so much of a hint of powder-sense to death."
- Excerpt from the introductionary chapter of the alchemists primer to ritualistic powder concecration by Valenhag Gorendis, Chief Alchemist of the Serentis Guild of Alchemists.

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"By the light, the tunnel leads to a whole nest of them! That's where they've all been disappearing too! It must be huge!"
 
"By the light, the tunnel leads to a whole nest of them! That's where they've all been disappearing too! It must be huge!"
A worrying message found scrawled in the old drainage tunnels of an abandoned keep by investigators, what the message might be reffering to is still largely unknown.


Dear diary,
The city is on fire again, to deal with the plague, again. Of course the plague was to deal with the rats, also Again. I'm starting to think that constant tide of verminous rats is not the result of the city driving off a witch.

Dear Diary,
I was fucking right. The "witch" was not a Darkness worshipping cultist, nor did she curse this rotting cesspool of a city. Indeed this wretched city is completely free of Corruption and the city has never been cursed (though somebody probably should )

Time to investigate

Dear Diary,
The banished witch is actually a saint. It might be time to burn this city; they might be untouched by the Corruption but they're still corrupt, just on a mortal level of rampant evil and abuse

Dear diary,
I was fucking wrong, there's nothing normal, or mortal about this fucked up shit. I just watched the city council gang-rape their daughters and use some seriously messed up magic to forcibly grow the embryos unlucky enough to be conceived to maturity by draining the unfortunate young mother of her vitality leaving only an emaciated corpse. Then they ritualisticly devoured the screaming babes alive

I will destroy these monsters so utterly there will be no memory or record of their existence

Dear Diary,
Saint Abigail and I burned the city to the ground and put all those horrific abominations to the sword. Felt good making the world a better place, not only did I get to witness a Miracle as Saint Abigail lead the innocent out of the city but I called upon one myself and brought Divine fire raining from the heavens. Saint Abigail decided to train me as her Paladin, and she got us these special gold rings so everyone knows we're together, and that "one speaks for the other" and there were a bunch of vows about working together and taking care of each other "in sickness,and in health. In good times and in bad. For richer or poorer. As long as we both shall live".

I didn't know the church had these sorts of requirements for Saints and Paladins, but I wasn't really involved with the faithful. I'm lucky to have Saint Abigail to help guide me
 
- Excerpts of the Diary of Jeremy Saradson, known as a Paladin of Saint Abigail.
The Diary was found on his corpse, after he valiantly led a group of men and women against a mob of villagers who accused Abigail of witchcraft. Acusations such as these would hound Abigail for a long time. She was named a spreader of plague, a fire devil, and a mistress of the dark arts who bewitched the minds of those she met.
The truth about her was never fully discovered, for she vanished the day Jeremy died and was never seen or heard of again.

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"Acolyte Valerie. As you don the armour of the sisterhood, reflect on the choices that have led you here and reaffirm your vows.

Acolyte Valerie. As you take up the arms of the sisterhood, remember your training and reaffirm your vows.

Acolyte Valerie. As you receive the blessing of our lady hold fast to your purpose and reaffirm your vows.

Thrice have you reaffirmd your vows, and thrice have you been heard. You are now a full member of the Sisterhood."
 
"Acolyte Valerie. As you don the armour of the sisterhood, reflect on the choices that have led you here and reaffirm your vows.

Acolyte Valerie. As you take up the arms of the sisterhood, remember your training and reaffirm your vows.

Acolyte Valerie. As you receive the blessing of our lady hold fast to your purpose and reaffirm your vows.

Thrice have you reaffirmed your vows, and thrice have you been heard. You are now a full member of the Sisterhood."
– An excerpt of a congratulatory speech by Mother Antonina, high priestess and leader of the Sisterhood of The Great Spinner. Said deity is the patron god of the Kingdom of Desur, who represent magic, wisdom, stars, knowledge and love.


"Up until now, I had been searching for ways to achieve the Final Work. To finally be able to create the impossibility that is the Philosopher's Stone.

"It was until the day I was in my most lowest, after I've lost a dear old pal of mine that I finally got struck with an epiphany.

"All this time, the answer is right here all along. The stone is not an object, it is supposed to be us. We are the Final Works we're looking for!"​
 
"Up until now, I had been searching for ways to achieve the Final Work. To finally be able to create the impossibility that is the Philosopher's Stone.

"It was until the day I was in my most lowest, after I've lost a dear old pal of mine that I finally got struck with an epiphany.

"All this time, the answer is right here all along. The stone is not an object, it is supposed to be us. We are the Final Works we're looking for!"
- Tian Gorendis, legendary founder of the Serentis Guild of Alchemists. Long before the widespread use of blasting powder Tian experimented with alchemical incendiaries and explosives. Later, he was named Saint Gorendis for using said research and sacrificing himself in a massive conflagoration to make sure an insidious plot by the corrupted to infect the entire city and nearby trading post with the Black Slaughter Fever would be purged in its entirety before the infection could spread beyond hope of containment.

- - -

"You see how the Yagarite ore turns greyish and more transparent in this area? As we all know Yagarite is remarkably conductive to the currents of magic, and as such, unless warded and refined properly, also susceptible to hold accumulations of the darkness.
Tainted Yagarite will leech that darkness into its surroundings, corrupting anything it touches over time. You can often identify corrupted Yagarite deposits by the fluctuations in the ambient magic and, more importantly, the presence of mutated fauna and flora even near small deposits."

"Sir, how common is it to find corrupted Yagarite Ore deposits in the wilds?"

"It is of course hard to say how widespread the corruption in the uncharted wilds is, but an estimation posited by the faculty of exploration indicates that somewhere between 5 and 30 percent of the Yagarite ore remains untouched at this point."
 
"You see how the Yagarite ore turns greyish and more transparent in this area? As we all know Yagarite is remarkably conductive to the currents of magic, and as such, unless warded and refined properly, also susceptible to hold accumulations of the darkness.
Tainted Yagarite will leech that darkness into its surroundings, corrupting anything it touches over time. You can often identify corrupted Yagarite deposits by the fluctuations in the ambient magic and, more importantly, the presence of mutated fauna and flora even near small deposits."

"Sir, how common is it to find corrupted Yagarite Ore deposits in the wilds?"

"It is of course hard to say how widespread the corruption in the uncharted wilds is, but an estimation posited by the faculty of exploration indicates that somewhere between 5 and 30 percent of the Yagarite ore remains untouched at this point."
A conversation between High General Neborasser and his right hand man, Jahab-Naben. Along with being one of Edur's most powerful high generals ever served under King Garras II, Neborasser is also her most brilliant researcher in manners related to atomomancy, alchemy, mystical gems, divination and exorcism.


"It took me ten years to get the hang of Atomomancy, but at last, it's worth it. The physical realm is now mine to reshape. My first grand act? Getting rid of all these molds growing inside my new home, before I'm off bombing those foul creatures responsible for this into high heaven!"​
 
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"It took me ten years to get the hang of Atomomancy, but at last, it's worth it. The physical realm is now mine to reshape. My first grand act? Getting rid of all these molds growing inside my new home, before I'm off bombing those foul creatures responsible for this into high heaven!"​
A monologue taken from Democritus Dalton Donald Oppenheimer seconds before turning the hidden stronghold of corruption, [The Profaned Maw] into a radioactive wasteland. He later on became the Grand Arch Wizard of Atomomancy, Lord of materials, Creator of the greatly feared and respected Nuclearmancy branch, he also wrote the [Tome of M.A.D spells].
 
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A monologue taken from Democritus Dalton Donald Oppenheimer seconds before turning the hidden stronghold of corruption, [The Profaned Maw] into a radioactive wasteland. He later on became the Grand Arch Wizard of Atomomancy, Lord of materials, Creator of the greatly feared and respected Nuclearmancy branch, he also wrote the [Tome of M.A.D spells].

Nice one. Don't forget to add your own quote :)
 
"Technically speaking, Don Javier. Money is, in truth, not actually yours. It's just your turn to spend it."
- Mantel Mantesta Marragatis, high administrator of the golden vault, double recipient of the order of the valiant eye, and one cold hearted bastard.
Spoken in a discussion with Don Javier of House Comrodarte, who had just come into a sizeable inheritance and deluded himself into thinking he no longer had to listen to "the boring old paper pusher" because "he could do what ever he wanted now".
Don Javier eventually reevaluated his position drastically.

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"By Ylana, the Hive is built around an entire vein of Yagarite! No wonder the basterds are so huge and vicious. And those were just the scouts and outer guardians, I really don't want to know how those that dwell further inside must look. Oh gods, the Hiveking is probably corrupted."
 
"By Ylana, the Hive is built around an entire vein of Yagarite! No wonder the basterds are so huge and vicious. And those were just the scouts and outer guardians, I really don't want to know how those that dwell further inside must look. Oh gods, the Hiveking is probably corrupted."
– Grand Inquisitor Oslo Dellas of the Order of Ylana. A day after his discovery is brought before the High Council, the Hive is then immediately nuked by Grand Archwizard Democritus into a nuclear wasteland, which he then transmute into a lush forest that is free of any corruptions after it was sanctified by two priestess of Ylana.​



"I will trample even the most mightiest of demons if it means I can prove you wrong, father! For what I lack in swordsmanship, I make it up with my fists and kicks!"​
 
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"I will trample even the most mightiest of demons if it means I can prove you wrong, father! For what I lack in swordsmanship, I make it up with my fists and kicks!"

- Atem Tigris, founder of the Order of Blazing Fists. The order would have initial success and recognition for being effective fighters of the metal-eater Darkspawn breeds, but their constant physical contact with the Darkness would render them a "tainted" order in short order, and thus constantly kept at arms length even by the people they saved.

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"Despite mass prosecution by the Realms, the Orders, and general suspicion by the populace, the number of Powder mages in the world would steadily rise despite their culling. Blasting powder simply could not be suppressed, it was too vital for mining and fueling cannons that at the time were essential to warding off gigantic Darkness-tainted beasts. Even when the Orders began issuing commands that gunpowder weaponry as a whole needed to be suppressed no matter the damage it would cause to the defense of the realms, such commands were issued far too late even if the Realms were inclined to obey.

The emergence of the first Bomb Witch coven would be recorded as the point of recognition of failure to contain this new and unknown field of magic. Officially that is."
 
"Despite mass prosecution by the Realms, the Orders, and general suspicion by the populace, the number of Powder mages in the world would steadily rise despite their culling. Blasting powder simply could not be suppressed, it was too vital for mining and fueling cannons that at the time were essential to warding off gigantic Darkness-tainted beasts. Even when the Orders began issuing commands that gunpowder weaponry as a whole needed to be suppressed no matter the damage it would cause to the defense of the realms, such commands were issued far too late even if the Realms were inclined to obey.

The emergence of the first Bomb Witch coven would be recorded as the point of recognition of failure to contain this new and unknown field of magic. Officially that is."
– Excerpt taken from Chapter Nine of Codex Historica Magicus, written by Wensel Hugelberg, a kobolt historian of the Principality of Urnsir. Adopted and beloved by the noble house of Hugelberg, Wensel grew to become the most well-known historian and archivist in the Principality. Outside of his profession, he has a passion for music and cooking.



".....After shredding the well-marinated turkey mushrooms, coat them in yolk before putting and tossing them around in a bowl of seasoned flour. Shakes off the excess before dipping them into a pan of hot lard. Fry them till crispy golden brown, and once that happened, strained them out of the pan, let them cool off a little and then serve them with rice and cheese sauce."
 
"Despite mass prosecution by the Realms, the Orders, and general suspicion by the populace, the number of Powder mages in the world would steadily rise despite their culling. Blasting powder simply could not be suppressed, it was too vital for mining and fueling cannons that at the time were essential to warding off gigantic Darkness-tainted beasts. Even when the Orders began issuing commands that gunpowder weaponry as a whole needed to be suppressed no matter the damage it would cause to the defense of the realms, such commands were issued far too late even if the Realms were inclined to obey.

The emergence of the first Bomb Witch coven would be recorded as the point of recognition of failure to contain this new and unknown field of magic. Officially that is."
- Titus Neborasser, high general of Edur. One of the first military commanders to officially sanctioned and promoted blasting powder for use in warfare and defence, and even use special tactics to take full advantage of its potential.
Titus' station and renown kept him from official repercussions due to the use and his endorcement finally broke the damm and pathed the way for much more widespread use.
Unfortunately, some of the corrupted began using it as well, leading to horrific attrocities. Specifically the bomb witch coven was one of the first major examples of such, as they used Yagarite laced blasting powder to interweave dread rituals into the explosives and conduct the magical effects violently throughout the blast radius.
".....After shredding the well-marinated turkey mushrooms, coat them in yolk before putting and tossing them around in a bowl of seasoned flour. Shakes off the excess before dipping them into a pan of hot lard. Fry them till crispy golden brown, and once that happened, strained them out of the pan, let them cool off a little and then serve them with rice and cheese sauce."
- Gerry Findas of house Jannis, teaching his son Haarsus a bit of the simole pleasures in life in the rare times when Haarsus returned from the from lines.

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"Hahaha, we have breached the gate! Now men, show them the meaning of wrath. We'll break the final stand and then you can kill any who resist, take the pretty ones, and plunder to your hearts content!"
 
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"Hahaha, we have breached the gate! Now men, show them the meaning of wrath. We'll break the final stand and then you can kill any who resist, take the pretty ones, and plunder to your hearts content!"
– Chief Hamilcar Bloodfeather of the ogre clan of Dudukam. Also known as the Taker, his pact with the darkness had given him the ability to "take" anyone and anything he and his tribe plunders, corrupting and binding them to his will. Amongst those "taken" by him is the Far North, a place once belonging to the elves before being forced to migrate down to the West.



"My liege, my king, my sunlight and my star, nothing puts a smile on my face than to see you smile."

"I can say the same thing to you, my wonderful jester. Also, can you tone down your flirty thingies?"

"No~"
 
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