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[gebo4482]

Alkahest

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[sun-singer]

Inktober day 16 "Angel" featuring Clarity Control, and the world's worst father/grandfather!

"No. There is only one divinity here. One angel sent by a pantheon of true gods to invite me into their company. IT has NOT rejected ME. This was a test. A clarification of my will.

I had to choose between two vessels of my legacy— the immortal legions of the exo program, and one foolish, wayward child. And I chose correctly. I CHOSE CORRECTLY."

[evolutionsvoid]

It is said that elementals born from the Four Humors come forth due to the traces of life left within their fluids. This is spoken by the Church of Divine Wealth, who tells that the Four Humors were created by Ichor, when the godly fluid was separated into four mortal parts. It should never be forgotten that Ichor is the bringer of all life, the very lifeblood that came from the skies. When the great corpses fell to this world, their golden fluids was what brought about creation. It is only fitting that this fluid of life can give birth to new beings on its very own, as Ichor can form into its own elemental. However, there is another godly fluid that can do that as well, though its presence brings no worship, only fear. Alkahest, the rot of the gods, seethes and stagnates within the world. Its corrosive touch bringing true death to everything, feeding on life and giving back nothing. Though the Church calls this silver fluid heretical and forbidden, there is no denying its power. Even in death, there is a spark of life, bringing forth horrible birth. 

The two elementals born from the Godly Fluids are even rarer than the elementals of the humors, as their creation calls for large concentrations of said fluid. To have such vast stores of Ichor untapped, or great reserves of Alkahest left intact, is exceedingly rare. But with the countless corpses and divine graves that make up this world, there is always a stone left unturned. It is said that these elementals are valued more as omens than marks, as their presence hints at a great amount of Godly Fluid nearby. Great blessings to those who discover them, but also great danger...   

Ichor Elemental: The embodiment of life, which can be seen in its ceaseless writhing form. Ichor elementals move across the land like a living storm, their many limbs constantly swaying and grasping. They seek nothing, but give everything, as precious Ichor leaks from their stumps and sprinkles the earth beneath them with life giving fluid. One can track one of these elementals by the trails of vibrant plant growth left in their wake. When an Ichor elemental is spotted, there is much rejoicing, as a store of holy Ichor must be nearby. The Church demands that they be told of all elementals, so that they may send out the proper authorities to deal with this entity and sanctify the Ichor pool that birthed it. Either this Ichor will be harvested and taken back to a major Church sanctuary, or a new temple will be constructed right atop it, where all may bask in the Ichor's divine presence. However, though this elemental gives life, it is by no means peaceful. Life demands death, and existence calls for sacrifice and prey. Ichor elementals will attack any who get too close, their many limbs reaching to snare the victim. One should never forget that Ichor is incredibly toxic to mortals, and being exposed to large amounts of the fluid can mean a painful death. Their touch, though, is the least of one's worries, as the many bodies will stretch out to envelope prey. They will chain themselves together to reach fleeing prey, and then drag them into their writhing mass. Those taken by their arms will be pulled into the unseen maw and bathed in refined, pure Ichor. To some, this seems like a great blessing, but most will find this death horrible and painful. They will be reverted to their primordial fluids, their humors being consolidated into pure Ichor once more. It is said that every victim of an Ichor elemental will become one of its cyclopean growths, joining the mass to forever serve the Godly Fluid.  

Alkahest Elemental: The embodiment of death, one where there is no return. It reeks of the destructive power of Alkahest, its own form melting and fading, only to reconstitute itself again and again. It haunts the land like a specter, spreading death wherever it goes. They take everything, but give back nothing, as the touch of Alkahest dissolves all organic matter. These elementals can be tracked by lifeless silvery paths they carve through the world, where plant, soil and flesh is reduced to dull powder. When an Alkahest elemental is spotted, fear will grip the entire region. Not only is a vile reaper about, but there is an unknown pool of Alkahest nearby, silently eating away at the world and its inhabitants. The Church will spring into action to destroy this elemental and properly seal away this forbidden body. While some may be wary of Church interference, all are relieved that someone else is tasked with facing such a feared foe. There is no wonder of the power this elemental wields, as a single scratch will create a devastating wound, as the Alkahest eats through flesh and bone. Simple strikes leave weeping powdery holes, as victims dissolve away into nothing. This is what everyone truly fears, the final death. Those consumed by Alkahest will be turned to lifeless powder and sludge that will soon fade to nothing, their fluids never returning to the earth for rebirth. To make matters worse, these elementals seek victims, for death demands life. Any living thing will bring its ire, and its long dissolving arms shall seek to end everything it can touch. The one mercy is that Alkahest is inherently unstable and in a perpetual state of decay. In time, the elemental will not be able to hold back its own demise, and it too shall dissolve into nothing.

A warning to all, that these two elementals should never meet. Ichor and Alkahest are two opposing forces, their existences contradicting the other. Unending life cannot meet ceaseless death. Should these Godly Fluids meet in such a state, they would cause an unstable reaction, blowing the land around them to pieces. A quick end for two powerful entities, but a violent one for any caught in the blast. 

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"Elementals of the Godly Fluids"

Just throwing in a couple more elementals! The real important ones!

[blackmetalstellar]

KVELGEYST

[Alkahest, Black Metal, Switzerland, Vendetta Records, 2019]

- https://kvelgeyst.bandcamp.com/releases

[mythical-adoptions]

Well. 

It appears we have some new adoptable in Mythical Adoptions- let’s give a warm welcome to the Demetoriel and Alkahest bittys, which are ReaperTale Sans and Toriels if I remember correctly.

They will be well taken care of here until adopted out to their forever homes, countrysidebittys. I won’t disappoint you.

[duckbunny]

I AM HOME FROM WORK IMMA SING YOU A SONG

[springstarfangirl]

Alkahest=Infinity Gauntlet?

So yeah, am I the only one who saw the similarities? Both are super-powerful metal gloves, they can both take life away from people and grant power to their holder... Jeez, something's going on.

[skepticaloccultist]

The Uncertainty of January

The month of January was much heavier than I remember it ever being. A certain cloud of disorganization and an overwhelming sense of some tectonic shift occurring behind the scenes permeated the days.

I have so far had no luck finding a printer that can reproduce the look and feel of the previous issues of the Skeptical Occultist Journal for a reasonable rate. I am still waiting on a couple of samples and hope springs eternal that I will have found one in the next few weeks and get this issue off to the printer. A heartfelt thank you to those whose patience I am trying with all of this nonsense.

There is an unmistakable sense of dread in the UK at the moment, with uncertainty about everything from political status to food shortages. I find myself staring out into the room, unable to think of the words on the page as I consider my options in the coming year.

Change is afoot, whether I am ready for it or not. Which direction it will take is down to a lot of things far beyond my control. In the meantime London is cold, wet and full of books to read and strong coffee. I wander its streets considering options, exploring avenues of unkept desire in a psychogeographical nightmare of all consuming glass and concrete. There are of course those places where solace is found, namely in the basement of hidden bookshops, private libraries, and record stores.

On that note I am rather pleased to say that my previous piece "The Confederacy of the Green Door" is featured in the upcoming issue of the Fiddler's Green Peculiar Parish Magazine. It will feature illustrations by Gerhard. Available for order from Fiddler's Green.

I am attempting to pull myself from this January funk and get reviews and posts up to date so there should be a flurry of posts happening over the next week or so. In the meantime we are down to just a handful of my volume of essays on the nature of the folkwitch "Wyrdwood" over at Alkahest Press.