#Dagon Destroyer

[trainwiz]

Mehrunes Dagon kind of gets the rawest deal of the daedric princes, and I feel bad for him.

Dagon's not just the god of destruction, he's the god of change, he's the god of revolution (of all kinds). He's the embodiment of one of the most fundamental forces in the universe, and he's in the most thankless business in existence.

When the ayleid slaves were being broken upon the wheel, it was Mehrunes Dagon who whispered to Alessia, who gave them the strength to shatter their chains. And what did they do after all was said and done? They made a new wheel, new chains, and thanked

When a wrong is righted, it's always Stendarr who gets thanked for the justice that was served. Never Dagon for giving the courage to speak out against that injustice.

When the mountain blows its top and spews ash that settles into the soil of Vvardenfell and the crops of the dunmer grow strong and bountiful, they thank the Tribunal for the harvest, and never for the volcano that made the land fertile.

He's been there since the start, since the first daedron ate the first aedron and gave forth light. But everyone's only ever thankful for the warmth of a fire, never the fire itself. He's behind every chance ever taken, every redemption and desire to do better.

No wonder he's so pissed all the time. Has anyone ever just told him "thank you"? I doubt it.

[ego-osbourne]

The Destroyer

//click for better image quality … Time: 11hrs//

A Mehrunes Dagon revamp ooh! The changes aren’t big, just darkened his base skin tone, muted the colors of his markings a bit, gave him a few extra horns, took away his gauges (I’m so sorry, they just didn’t fit the vibe), and gave him paw hand thingies hehe. Gonna play around with his axe a bit probs. The bite on his neck only shines when he’s angry, and the halo is just an aesthetic choice. Maybe.

Transparent version below!

[monarch-afterdark]

Titan History: Jinshin-Mushi

Welcome once again to Monarch: After Dark, the digital gateway between you and the organisation dedicated to understanding and navigating this troubled new world we live in.

For today's communication, we return ourselves once again toward the events of G-Day and the Titans that began the chain of events that led to Monarch's exposure; the Dragon Beetle and its spawn, Jinshin-Mushi.

(Pictured above: News footage of the Jinshin-Mushi Queen attacking New Jersey during the Mass Awakening crisis, circa. 2019

Monarch Database File: Jinshin-Mushi

Monarch Designation: Titanus Jinshin-Mushi

Height: 350 feet (Prime), 281 feet (Male), 298 feet (Female), 370 feet (Queen)

Weight: 135,000 tons (Prime), 15,000 tons (Male), 60,000 tons (Female), 110,000 tons (Queen)

Nature: Bio-Terrestrial (Prime), Bio-Atomic (Male and Female, presumably Queen as well)

Behavioural Classification: Destroyers

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To the majority of the public, these Titans are still referred to with the previous designation for superspecies discovered by Monarch, M.U.T.O (Massive Unidentified Terrestrial Organism). Even within Monarch itself, few seem to refer to the Jinshin-Mushis with their proper designation, the Prime being the sole exception.

Currently, the remains of both Jinshin-Mushi involved with G-Day, as well as the Prime, are being kept within Monarch's Castle Bravo facility for dissection and study.

Parasitic Titans with a history long intertwined with Godzilla's species, the Jinshin-Mushis were speculated by Monarch's former paleobiologist Emma Russell to have been responsible for several mass extinctions throughout Earth's history. During the 11th Century BC, the Jinshin-Mushi Prime had been documented by the Phoenicians bringing down a member of Godzilla's species (referred to as 'Dagon' or 'Raijin') and impregnated him with two spores.

These spores fed off the radiation-rich haemoglobin in Dagon's blood, ultimately killing the Titan once he was no longer able to replenish his atomic energy. For several centuries, Dagon and the spores lay within the Phillipines, seemingly lost to history.

(Pictured above: A Phoenician stone tablet presented to Emma Russell, depicting a battle between Dagon and the Prime, circa. 2014)

In 1999, Dagon's remains would be uncovered when a mining operation drilled into the site and caused a valley floor to collapse. One of the spores, catalysed by sudden exposure to the atmosphere, hatched and the larval male Jinshin-Mushi escaped to the ocean. Travelling a great distance to Japan, the male attacked a nuclear plant in Janjira before cocooning itself to feed off the radiation from the reactors. The second spore, later known to have contained the female, was determined to be dormant and was sent to a nuclear waste repository in Nevada.

15 years later, the male had finally finished feeding and hatched, disabling the containment facility around it with an EMP attack before taking flight. On its way to Honolulu, the male dredged up a Russian nuclear submarine and fed on the warheads it carried. After using its EMP to stop military jets from engaging it, the male continued to a nearby airport, where it was confronted by Godzilla.

The world watched in shock and horror as the two clashed, the male retreating soon after with Godzilla hot in pursuit. The truth of the existence of monsters was finally out in the open. Shortly afterward, the dormant spore in Nevada became active and the female Jinshin-Mushi emerged, already fully grown. She rampaged through Vegas before heading to California. With the threat growing, the military hatched a plan to kill both Jinshin-Mushis and Godzilla with a nuclear weapon.

(Pictured above: The male Jinshin-Mushi roaring at Godzilla when confronted in Honolulu, circa. 2014)

The female intercepted a military convoy transporting two nuclear warheads, devouring one of them and killing almost all the personnel transporting them. The remaining warhead was transported to San Francisco, though the male managed to obtain it and presented it to the female in an act of courtship.

From here, the events of G-Day are famously known. The female constructed a nest in the middle of the city and laid her eggs around the warhead so they could feed on the radiation. Godzilla arrived and confronted the two in a long and brutal fight, though he emerged victorious with some intervention from navy EOD specialist Ford Bordy. The male was killed after Godzilla smashed him into a skyscraper, and the female was decapitated when Godzilla fired an atomic blast down her throat.

Just a few months later, Godzilla fought the Jinshin-Mushi Prime across the globe. While the Prime emerged from a crater in Japan, their first battle took place in Guam, where the Prime fed on a nuclear sub before fending Godzilla off with a strike to the face. Their second, in the Barents Sea, ended similarly. Their third clash, at France's Athena II Nuclear Power Plant, ended with Godzilla heavily wounded, drawing concern that he may lose if the two Titans met again.

(Pictured above: Monarch's Titan profile on the Jinshin-Mushi Prime, circa. 2014)

The Prime's final battle with Godzilla took place in a US site for decommissioned nuclear power cores, where the Prime used a sonic roar to shatter the dorsal plates on Godzilla's back, greatly weakening him. As the Prime prepared to plant new spores into Godzilla, it became temporarily distracted by Emma Russell's experimental sonar device ORCA. Taking advantage of the pause, Godzilla fired a nuclear pulse from his back that sent the Prime flying, before he finally killed it with a stomp to the head.

Five years later, during the mass Titan awakenings triggered by Monster Zero, a previously undiscovered Jinshin-Mushi caste, a Queen, emerged from underneath a strip mall in New Jersey and rampaged until it was pacified by the ORCA's activation. The Queen was among the Titans that converged to Boston following Monster Zero's demise.

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And, there you go! A rundown on the history behind Jinshin-Mushi, to G-Day and the years beyond. The Queen is currently the only surviving member of the species, with some speculating that she may mature into another Prime some day, provided she is not killed by Godzilla beforehand. Only time can tell on that, however.

Until next time,

Monarch: After Dark

[ivory--raven]

Femslash omens day 15, haunting. Michael (and Dagon) at Crowley's trial.

Destruction is destruction. For angels and demons. Discorporation is one thing, being temporarily bodiless is fixable, but destruction is permanent. Ligur has been destroyed.

Michael finds out through official channels, for once. She has a string of texts from Dagon, all saying this is important, once everything has settled down there’s something you need to know, I’m okay, which is ominous but she barely has the chance to glance at the messages, let alone think about them or talk to Dagon, because Armageddon has been cancelled. There are ten thousand angels Gabriel just told to stand down, and someone has to do something with them while they wait to complain. For once she doesn’t envy him his job. He’s been in talks with The Metatron about it, being chastised - how could he have let this happen? - and it seems like every angel has a personal complaint to bring up with him.

It’s while Gabriel is having a five minute reprieve, hiding from the constant criticism, that the official Hell line goes active. He picks up the phone.

“Archangel Gabriel,” he says. “Yes… I see. We can send someone.”

“Not them complaining as well,” she says, because annoying as he may be she doesn’t hate him, but he shakes his head.

“They need to carry out an execution.”

“A proper one?”

He nods. “They need holy water for the demon Crowley.”

“Because of his role in..?”

“The charge is destroying another demon. Duke Ligur.”

No. “Duke Ligur has been…”

“Destroyed, yes,” says Gabriel. “Hell needs Holy Water to destroy his destroyer. Just, isn’t it?”

Ligur. Destroyed.

Ligur. He’d been a friend, she thinks, something of a friend to her. Destroyed.

“An eye for an eye,” she says, and then before she can think better of it, “I’ll go.”

“You’ll go into Hell? You don’t have to do this, Michael, it’s nasty down there.”

“You’ve never been!” she retorts.

He squares his jaw. “Neither have you.” And she hasn’t, officially, so she has to give him that.

“I ought to, keep an eye on that Holy Water. We can’t send just anyone.” She’s making this up. She has to be the one to take revenge.

“You’re right,” says Gabriel. “You’ll go.”

She will avenge Ligur’s destruction. Ligur, Ligur didn’t deserve to be destroyed like this. Ligur was a friend. He had a life, a husband. How could he have been destroyed like this, to stop the Armageddon they were supposed to have?

A demon destroyed is a demon no longer existing, but at least no longer existing means they once did. Ligur did exist, once. If she avenges him, if she keeps him in mind, that will be a better fate than being forgotten. A better fate than being erased. Ligur will have existed. He will have mattered.

He haunts her when she takes the pitcher and fills it with the holiest Holy Water Heaven has. She knows this is the murder weapon, she knows it is inherent to her nature to create, to live with it. He should be haunting her. The universe has a void now, whispering Ligur was here, Ligur was here. 

He haunts her as she steps into the lift, presses the dingy Hell button, goes down, down, down. He haunts her through the long corridors he once showed her through. She remembers him as kind. As knowing, surely he knew, and keeping her secret. Keeping Dagon safe.

Dagon - Dagon doesn’t know. That's what she forgot to do. Tell her she was coming down here, and with this deadly weapon.

She sees her when she enters the room they have set up for the trial, at Beelzebub’s right hand, in her element. She looks unsettled, her world off kilter slightly and she can’t fix it. There’s something like shock in her eyes when she sees Michael, and as soon as it appears it’s gone, replaced with apprehension.

Is Dagon really afraid of her? Micheal hopes she’s not. She would never hurt her.

Even if it was necessary in battle? She wonders, but she knows the answer. She wouldn’t, and that’s been true a long time.

Her eyes are fixed on Dagon. I wouldn’t hurt you, she wants to reassure her, I love you. She can’t. All she can do is watch her.

“The Archangel Michael,” says Crowley. “That’s… unlikely.”

“Cooperation with our old enemies,” says Dagon, smirking with teeth, eyes sliding past Crowley to Michael.

“Well, wankwings, you brought the stuff?” asks Hastur.

“I did,” says Michael. “I’ll be back to collect it.” She holds it out to him. Ligur was his husband, he should be the one exacting revenge with his own hands.

He shifts back. “No, I think perhaps you should do the honours,” he stammers. “It’s… I’ve seen what that stuff can do.”

Of course. Of course he doesn’t want to touch the very substance that killed Ligur. 

She pours the Holy Water into the bathtub they have set up - it’s so out of place, but what else could they use? She looks at Dagon again, sitting on her chair at Beelzebub’s right hand, and hopes she knows she’d never hurt her. The water keeps on pouring.

Dagon looks away, smirk twisting into something guiltier. She hasn’t done anything wrong, Michael reminds herself - it’s not as though Dagon prevented Armageddon.

The water stops.

“That’s Holy Water,” says Crowley.

“The Holiest, yes,” confirms Michael.

“It’s not that we don’t trust you, Michael, but of course we don’t trust you,” says Beelzebub, leaning to the side on their throne, “Hastur, test it,” and Hastur (Ligur’s husband, he deserves this trial more than anyone) tosses a small round demon in the water where he dissolves, his protests dying alongside him. Destroyed. Gone forever. That’s what happened to Ligur - what Crowley did to Ligur. The water is murky. Destruction is better than being erased, destruction leaves a trace. Michael cleans it up. Once she has, she retreats into the hallway - no reason to take up space, to distract from the spectacle of his destruction.

The traitor Crowley maneuvers himself into the tub so that his feet stay dry. It’s odd, the slinky way he moves his body, like his bones aren’t all there. He was the Serpent, she supposes. There’s something else odd about him - he’s almost familiar, almost angelic.

She comes back a few minutes later, expecting scummy water, announcing “I came to bring back the-”

She has to cut herself off. Dagon looks unnerved and afraid, Hastur is angry, and Beelzebub is on their feet in front of the bathtub.

The bathtub in which the demon Crowley lies, completely unharmed.

“Michael! Dude! Do us a quick miracle, will you, I need a bath towel.” And he stretches out a glistening hand.

Stunned, she does, summoning a white towel and passing it to him. What can she do? He should be gone. Dissolved. Destroyed. Nothing more than damp muck left behind. 

“I think it would be better for everyone if I were to be left alone in the future. Don’t you?” he says, as if a traitor like him is in any position to make demands - and he is, because if Holy Water can’t kill him nothing can. He is the most powerful being in the room and he knows it. Beelzebub nods their agreement, and then so do Hastur and Dagon. He looks at her, and Michael nods too. “Right.”

The trip back up to Heaven is as quick as the trip down, but it seems to drag on, the Holy Water heavy in her grasp. They have a demon who is immune. Is he even a demon anymore? The world can’t be the same as it was before. A world where demons cannot be punished for using Heaven’s own weapon. The memory of Ligur hangs over her, haunts her. He is unavenged. Destroyed by an undestroyable demon.

Destruction is no longer simple.

[ask-the-godzilla-whisper]

“Incredible, unstoppable titan of terror! It's alive! An enraged monster wipes out an entire city! CIVILIZATION CRUMBLES as its death rays blast a city of 6 million from the face of the earth! Raging through the world on a rampage of destruction! The Spectacle That Created World Sensation - The monster of the century awakened to life by the H-Bomb, Godzilla! A weapon of science! a great battle of wonder and terror! A violent giant monster exhaling radioactivity plunges Japan into the depths of fear!"

Plot: “in 1954, the Tokyo hellfire incident occurred, an event that lasted up until 1956, where during the course of those two years. an giant monster that is known in ancient Odo island folklore as a god of death and destruction, gojira. Rose from the depths, and laid waste to Tokyo over and over, fighting against another of his kind, and then fighting against an trio of giant Mutated ankylosauruses. Over the course. Tokyo was left an radiation filled barren wasteland engulfed in nuclear fire. Very few survived. Over many years. Godzilla would continue to reign as the unstoppable king of monsters. Where more rose in his wake. An female, a child. An god monster, and so much more. Some were on our side, others were not. But over the years. Dagon has grown soft… “

“that all changed when an gigantic beast known only as Yamato no Orochi arose, and Dagon was suddenly back to his old ways, only far more powerful… and on the verge of a nuclear meltdown. The Godzilla exterminator squad and MONARCH made a joint operation to use serizawa’s weapon, the oxygen destroyer, to bring the Menace down and it worked, at the cost of daisuke serizawa’s life… but it was hard to believe that Godzilla was the last of his kind. Should nuclear tests continue. Another shall appear… and this is where my story begins. My name is William Byers, and Ive unintentionally become friends and the surrogate father to the literal king of monsters. The third generation Godzilla. Whom I’ve called Rex. And after my incident in the upside down, both of our lives were gonna change… it was gonna change a whole lot. And I feel like that this… is only just the beginning.”

Series Planned So Far: 4, maybe 5, who knows (Series 1 Is Ruler Of Monsters, Series 2 is Monster Of Justice, Series 3 Is Fallen Kingdom, And Series 4 is Reign Of Godzilla, Series 5 aka The Epilogue, may be called Monster Planet)

Planned Stories for Series 1, Ruler Of Monsters: -King Of The Monsters -Return Of Godzilla -Pretender To The Throne -Godzilla Raids Again -Godzilla Vs Kong -Angel Of Life  -Three Headed Monster -Godzilla Against the Space Monsters -Frankenstein Vs Godzilla -Horrific Garbage Day -The Unknown Invasion -Godzilla Vs The Legendary Wolfman -The Atomic Nightmare -Three Godzillas?! -Mirrored Reflection -Battle For The Earth

Kaijus Appearing: (subjected to change) Gojira Gyottos Dagon Black Rodan Mothra Molsa Gigantis Gamera Gyaos Zigra Zedus Salunga Parasyte Muto Prime Krystalak Obsidius Yamato-No-Orochi Rokmutul Pterodactyl Quartz Godzilla Shocklirious Fairy Mothra Gorosaurus Radon Giant Sea Serpent RoboMusume Gryphon Godzuki Dart San Ichi Ni Zilla Jirass Zone Fighter The-Runt Baragon Varan Anguirus Gaw Death-Runners SkullCrawlers Elasmosaurus Meat-Eater King Kong Berserk Mothra Battra Rodan Ghidorah Gorath Maguma Mogu Gigan Moguera  Frankenstein The Human Vapor Oodako Ginko Sanda Gaira Hedorah Shinomura Shadzilla Makadaiju Hokmuto Femuto Barb Echo Godwilla Dadzilla Cyber-Godzilla Madzilla RokuGoji Ahthrae Rhedosaurus Dust Sunodoragon Legendary-Wolfman Richi-Gostu Projira Kurushimi Legendary-Godzilla Maguro Evolved Shadzilla Elzilla Cybersaur MechaniKong Mirror!Godzilla Flayed Molsa Trauma Gamera Megalon Jet Jaguar Maguro-San Mind Flayer

[multi-muse-transect]

Muse Bio: SpaceGodzilla (Monsterverse version)

Name: Titanus SpaceGodzilla (formerly Titanus Zenobia)

Age: 700 million years old

Nickname:

Tyrant Queen Of The Monsters

Destroyer Of Cities

Absolute Menace

Queen Bitch

Description: Born 700 million years ago, the individual that would be known as SpaceGodzilla was born as Titanus Zenobia who arose through the ranks of her species and becoming the apex predator of out all of them. She birthed a son who would become Godzilla as she saw Earth as her territory and any living thing as her subjects who had zero care for. Zenobia fought many titans and destroyed many ancient civilizations including Atlantis on purpose or by accident due to her recklessness. She soon "disappeared" with legends stating that she was taken into the sky and orphaned Godzilla who was raised by Dagon.

Now she returns to Earth mysteriously and isn't pleased by Godzilla and mankind's advancements.

Personality: SpaceGodzilla is known to be temperamental, spiteful, classist, reckless and arrogant at the same time. She will destroy anything that gets in her way with extreme prejudice. One of them is the human race in general who she sees as inferior. Many titans were even afraid of her presence due to her status as queen of the monsters at the time. SpaceGodzilla's answer to all problems was through wanton destruction, evidenced by the many lost civilizations.

She has a disdain for anyone who tries to usurp her including Ghidorah and Skar King while sharing a rivalry with Shimo.

[jade-of-summer]

Jon Whitewolf.

Prince Jon Whitewolf, Heir of Tamriel, Heir and Great Thane of Skyrim, Protector of Solitude, Dragonborn and Master of the Thu’um, Harbinger of the Companions, Archmage of the College of Winterhold, Slayer of Alduin, Dragon Slayer, Vanquisher of the Altmeri Dominion, Destroyer of the Dark Brotherhood, Member of House Telavnni, and Defender of Skyrim.

Secret Titles: Guild Master of the Thieves Guild, Champion of Meridia, Champion of Nocturnal, Champion of Hircine, Champion of Azura, Champion of Sheogorath, Accidental Champion of Mehrunes Dagon, Unwilling Champion of Hermaeus Mora, and Son of Akatosh.

Unknown Titles: Trueborn son for Rhaegar and Lyanna Targaryen. Rightful King of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros, Azor Ahai, and the Prince That Was Promised.

[ode-of-odr]

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// Send me '♪' and I'll put my iTunes on shuffle and take a random line from the song and make a starter. || Accepting

|||| Bullet with Butterfly Wing - Tribe Society cover "Secret Destroyers, hold you up to the flames"

Fear. A primal, bone-chilling air filled mingled with the stink of the large room. Blood and cranial fluids now casting a fear few alive truly understand. Then the voice. Oh, the voice wasn't just heard through the ears, but the soul and mind. It filled every crevice and it made his tadpole squirm in fear. They were going to die.

Out of all the three it was fitting that the former god of death was the only one who solidified his place among the gods, even it is to be a shambling specter who instills fear despite losing his godhood. The Wall of the Faithless solidified Myrkul's flickering divine spark.

They killed his chosen and threatened to end him taking back what he craves. And no god, even a dead one will tolerate such insolence. The avatar filled the room in sickly pale green fire. His heart thundered in his chest, what were they to do? They couldn't take on an avatar of a god. This couldn't be the end of the line for them! Raserei looked over at Atreion. Gale was behind the elf and Raserei could see the resigned look in his eyes. He was going to detonate the orb.

Then his tadpole relaxed, and a swelling blackness he hadn't felt in weeks, months, came rushing back, the black tides swallowing him whole. Rage of another, fragmented and splintered booming in his head. It would seem his tadpole was desperate to survive, even trusting a chained mad god to helm the body it nested in.

Tharizdun will not be denied his chance of freedom, and Dagon his godhood.

Raserei's eyes both went black and white hot orbs replaced his iris' and the maddening hunger and whispers of the Abyss oozed out of the enraged tiefling.

"Lord of Bones, let us see how you fare against the Chained God. The Elder Elemental Eye!" Raserei boomed, though his voice, not his words.

This rage, was when he truly lost himself to his blood when it was clear he was nothing but a tool, a secret destroyer of this world to usher in a new one.

[saeculumaeterna]

"My dear I know it's easy to think of me as just your loving husband, but I have not earned my moniker as the Herald of Balance for nothing. Balance demands much, and even whispers of atrocities echoing across the cosmos are enough to let frightened inhabitants know that their time has come." For all his appearances and mannerisms to the contrary, Dagon was so much more than the surface implied.

He was a killer, a destroyer, a monster in countless forms. He's drowned worlds in blood and wiped universes from existence. He's obliterated cultures and entire timelines. There was no limit to his power, and every reason not to hold back.

"And while these tales I have told are more comical in nature, I am a stranger who has suddenly appeared in their lives without warning. I know who everyone is better than they ever will. I know exactly when, where, why, and how they will make their every move ever before the first member of their bloodline is even born. They have every reason to fear me and they are completely powerless to stop me."

Dagon paused for a moment after this, hoping he could clear up any tension his confession had brought. "I am many things Mukuro, few of which are good. But I do not act out any sense of sadism or malice, I do these deeds because I must. I will continue doing them because I must. It is perhaps a cold comfort to offer, but it is what I have because it is what I am."

There was a soft smile painted on her lips as she listened, it was very good words to live by and something that she knew that she should really keep in mind when she'd have her moments where her self-esteem was at its lowest。

「I'll have to also keep those words in mind from now on,」 Mukuro comments as she pauses in her massage, giving her hands a small break, leaning forward to lay against him as she would continue to listen to  her beloved husband's words。

「You know this is another tale of yours where the other person seemed to be angry towards you, are you sure you just have a bit of a knack for upsetting people right away?」 If she recalled correctly their first meeting didn't start too well either, so unless it was just a bunch of coincidences or maybe it was just the times he's told her about people in his past that Dagon's met, but he didn't seem to have that great of a track record on positive first interactions。

[rockrevoltmagazine]

Wayne Static Featured In Shock Rock Movie Teaser

Wayne Static Featured In Shock Rock Movie Teaser

Following the announcement of the new project Shock Rock Movie, directed by Lord Zane and Dagon Destroyer a teaser has been released giving a short glimpse into what’s to come. The clip features never before seen footage of Wayne Static commenting on Lord Zane’s world record for longest body suspension. “It was just one of those surreal days. I’m hanging six hours with fours hooks breaking the��

[imagine-darksiders]

Name the top 10 hottest demons from darksiders

So, from least to most hot -

10. Lilith. She's last because personality counts, hunty!!

9. Belial

8. Dagon

7. The Destroyer

6. Moloch

5. Astarte

4. Vulgrim

3. Samael

2. Abraxis

1. Dis <3 <3 <3

[catgirlxox]

So, apparently, some people wanna call Ben a liar and say he's "full of shit" for this one piece of dialogue in "Of Predator's and Prey":

"I've defeated Vilgax the conqueror, Dagon the destroyer. What makes you think you're any better?"

Because, apparently, it wasn't him who defeated Dagon back in "The Ultimate Enemy." It was Vilgax.

Allow me to reiterate what actually happened.

Vilgax "defeated" Dagon, did he? Or did he just absorb his power, making the power of Dagon STILL threat to the earth? And not only that, but combined his powers with whatever power Vilgax himself had, including his merciless nature and evil intentions, uncaring for the safety of innocent people and consumed by his obsession for power?

If Vilgax could "defeat," or take control of Dagon, would not make him a stronger or at least a more dangerous threat than Dagon? Which, is WORSE than just either of them on their own?

And what did Ben do in response to that turn of events? Defeat them BOTH. AT THE SAME TIME.

He rendered both of them powerless simultaneously.

Keep in mind no one else was conscious at the beginning of the battle so Ben was forced to rely on whatever power he had at his disposal (meaning, the sword of Azmuth, Ascalon) to save the world from this now EVEN GREATER THREAT.

What would have happened had Ben not been there to use Ascalon to take down a combined threat to Earth? Well obviously, there'd be an even greater threat than that since there's no way a Vilgax/Dagon mashup wouldn't want a sword which has the ability to take away godlike powers from an ancient demon overlord.

Ben was the only thing standing in between that possibility and preventing it from being a reality. He stopped that kind of threat from enslaving all of humanity and preventing Ascalon from falling into the wrong hands by taking Dagon's power away from Vilgax. That is something he is justified in being proud of himself for.

TL;DR: He's not a liar. What he said is accurate.

You'd think that would actually be considered impressive. And, that people would realize that's why Ben brings it up and is proud of what he's accomplished. I have no idea why his "fans" are looking for ways to discredit him.

[hrodvitnon]

How would the events of the Abraxasverse change if Godzilla had been killed by MUTO Prime and Dagon had lived?

So the wording of this indicates that Dagon might have not been killed from the inside out by MUTO babies, because my knee-jerk reaction to this was Mega Bad Ending By Default, seeing as Godzilla ripping off San's head set off the events of Abraxas. There's several variables. Would Dagon have been discovered or woken up as a result of the ORCA prototype and avenged Godzilla's death? Would he behave in a similar way as Godzilla, would he have decapitated the correct head at the right time, or survived the Oxygen Destroyer, or be strong enough to face Ghidorah with or without help? There's a chance Ghidorah's plans for Monster X might have gone off without a hitch. There might not be a Vivienne anymore, in her place the Fourth, and this new Ghidorah may have found its way to the Hollow Earth and the Zohar. And then... well...

Also, I am so happy this gif exists, because Xenosaga Episode II was a bloody mess but damn if it didn't have my favorite depiction of a planet being destroyed

[morihaus]

hi ok i literally JUST saw ur reply bc i forgot tumblr is. weird ab how sideblog replies work BUT do you have any thoughts on specific Ayleid magic that may've gotten lost to time? I know there's a lorebook mentioning that the wells/varla stones/welkynd stones are kinda all that's left and there's an implication that they were privy to other stuff that didn't end up preserved.

Also do you have any hcs ab their interactions with/relationship to Meridia? I mean there's. Kinda already a good deal of canon stuff ab that but theology/religious society hcs slap All The Time

(sorry if im a lil off ab any lore in these q's- i'm rly interested in ayleid stuff but i havent had the time to comb through all of it just yet OTL)

gosh ok so like... the ayleids had this entire deal of preserving the dawn magics- or in perpetuating their use, in contrast to the aldmer who thought to lock these things away before they became something lesser in mundus. there's SOMETHING about cyrodiil imo that made this especially easy for them, and in addition to that their language ayleidoon is derived more closely from ehlnofex (the language of the first mortals or possibly the et'ada) than aldmeris or the other elven languages

@ankhitsu has made me a believer in "ayleids had airships they used to collect starlight" which is based on lore from shadowkey- pre ayleid and the words are never used but yknow. game theory. stars are super important bc that's magic directly from aetherius and something about cyrodiil must have made it the best place to construct these things and collect them as much as that "cyrodiil is the center of the universe" thing is propaganda and kinda :/ from a meta standpoint it IS interesting to think that there's some kind of confluence of dawn era magical construction that just meets in the middle there... like the wiring or tubing so to speak. this environment helped the ayleids preserve and/or rediscover dawn era stuff, which could work potentially reality shifting magics via the use of ehlnofex. recently learning some project tamriel ayleid lore that lays an importance on words and names for people and places and the ability to manipulate them by knowing them and i like that... words and language are so important

as for meridia she DEFINITELY seems like one of the most popular daedra to the ayleids. i think mostly ESO lore cemented it with the addition of like, 3 notable city-states devoted to meridia, but umaril the unfeathered being champion of both her and the ayleids against the alessian revolt implies that they lay a lot of importance on her. maybe due to her connection with the magna-ge, and therefore the purest forms of magic? there's meridia Deep Lore that connects her vaguely with lorkhan, admiring his work and choosing to remain with it instead of fleeing with the rest of her siblings of the magna-ge, and interestingly sews the seeds of her rivalry with molag bal via her working to create mehrunes dagon as a successor to lorkhan and destroyer/liberator of lyg, bal's own little world of creation it's mostly just one guy but molag bal seems like the second most mentioned daedra irt ayleids, and it makes me think the interplay between bal and meridia and their rivalry colored ayleid society in a lot of ways... ofc i feel like throughout the diverse city-states you could find all assortments of daedra and aedra, even brushing shoulders in pantheons and traditions, but meridia and her champions being the last restort daedras certainly imply some interesting things

[relan-daevath]

Well there’s a 1984 movie Conan the Destroyer (l like Conan and all retro epic sword and sorcery films, yep) with Arnold Schwarzenegger starred. 

The plot is built around Conan who needs to escort Princess Jehnna, a virgin, who is destined to restore the jeweled horn of the dreaming god Dagoth presented by a white statue; later when the horn is obtained and placed into the statue’s forehead, mr. Dagoth mutates into a terrible Dagon-like monster. 

So we can see the DREAMING GOD DAGOTH from the movie up there, first picture. And Dagoth Ur from Morrowind down below.

Much to think about character desining LOL.

[tomasorban]

The Dogon’s Extraordinary Knowledge of the Cosmos and the Cult of Nommo

France, 1920: Marcel Griaule is a young man who is very well-established in his studies, especially in mathematics. He has recently served as a volunteer in the French Air Force and aspires to attend the prestigious Lycée Louis le Grande.

Although his future already seems marked, fate has other plans for him - a new road that begins to take shape when he decides to attend a conference that same year. The speakers are Marcel Mauss, anthropologist, sociologist, and historian of religions, and Marcel Cohen, linguist.

Griaule is struck by their words and decides to devote himself entirely to the study of anthropology. Between 1928 and 1933 he took part in two ethnographic expeditions, and in this period (1930) he came into contact with a mysterious African tribe: the Dogon.

The opportunity was given to him during a period of study in Mali alongside his pupil Germaine Dieterlen, who was also a pupil of Mauss and deeply interested in the study of ancient myths. From that moment, the mystery of the Nommo is born. It is an element of an ancient heritage of which we cannot expand without having first spoken of the Dogon people.

One People, Many Mysteries

The Dogon are a tribe that lives in a desert land of Mali, near the border with Burkina Faso. It is a place that welcomed them after their escape to avoid the expansionist pressures of the medieval empires…we are around the year 1000, during the fierce battles on the banks of the Niger river.

Many researchers have already discussed the range of mysteries that surround these people, but what interests us particularly for the development of the hypotheses contained in this article is their complex cosmogony, based on faith in a creative god, Amma, and in a creation produced by the movements of the “Egg of the World”.

A Dogon schematic of the “egg of the world” . 

On the basis of these beliefs, the “Nommo”, the eight pro-genitors of the Dogon, brought to Earth a basket containing the clay necessary to build the grain stores of their villages. This image, which at first sight appears quite simple and devoid of particular significance, hides in reality a very profound knowledge of the universe and of the celestial bodies.

The granary represents the universe, its scales symbolize both the males and females that generated the Dogon and the various stars and constellations: in this sense we will find the Pleiades in the north, Orion in the south, and a comet in the west. So, everything started with a “basket”, or container, that carried life.

Dogon Astronomical Knowledge

But the thing that most struck the two scholars was the finding that, despite the Dogon having come into contact with our civilization in fairly recent times (about the beginning of the century), they possessed incredible scientific and astronomical knowledge. Some of this knowledge was certainly the result of a cultural heritage that is millennia old, but one element in particular has decidedly current characteristics - the detailed knowledge of the star Sirius.

The Dogon were in fact aware of the fact that Sirius is a binary system (i.e. a system consisting of two stars, Sirius A and Sirius B); they were aware of the fact that Sirius B revolves around Sirius A with an elliptical orbit and over a period corresponding to 50 years; and the most disconcerting discovery was that the Dogon knew the exact position of Sirius A within the ellipse.

Sirius A and Sirius B as seen by the Hubble Space Telescope. The white dwarf can be seen to the lower left. (NASA, ESA, H. Bond/STScI, M. Barstow/University of Leicester/ CC BY 3.0 )

Many may wonder what is so disconcerting about all this? The amazement arises from the fact that it was only in 1862 when the American astronomer Alvan Clark deduced the existence of Sirius B using a telescope, among the most advanced for that era, and it was not before 1970 that there was confirmation of the existence of this star, not to mention a photograph of it.

Yet the Dogon knew of it hundreds of years before, and not only that, they called Sirius B with the name of “Po Tolo”; this name is certainly the most apt and shocking way to describe this system, the term Tolo, in fact, means star, while Po refers to a typical cereal that has the characteristic of being extremely heavy despite its small size; an expression, therefore, very close to reality since Sirius B is a white dwarf and, as such, has a very high density.

A Dogon diagram said to represent Sirius B’s elliptical orbit around Sirius A. ( CC BY SA 3.0 )

All this information is practically inaccessible without adequate astronomical equipment, and it is useless to specify that the Dogon had never come into possession of any such instrument, they even ignored its existence.

But the mystery does not end here, the Dogon, in fact, used to represent the planet Saturn as surrounded by a sort of halo, thus demonstrating that they knew of its rings; moreover, they knew that the planet Jupiter had around “four companions”, which correspond exactly to its four main moons.

As if this were not enough, they depicted the Earth as a sphere and knew that this sphere revolves around its axis, and together with other spheres (the planets), around the sun; last, but not least, it is surprising that the Dogon, or in any case the elders of the village, described our galaxy as an immense spiral shape. We know very well that this concept began to be disclosed by Western astronomers only at the beginning of this century.

For the Dogon, Sirius B was the first star created by God and it represents the fulcrum of the Universe. All matter developed from it, including souls, following a complex spiral motion - the same that is symbolized in the intertwined baskets.

Saturn is surrounded by rings, Jupiter has four main moons, and four calendars are used: one for the Sun, one for the Moon, one for Sirius, and one for Venus. Needless to say, that the Dogon believe a truth attested from ancient times - the fact that the planets orbit around the Sun.

The Dogon know what, logically, they should not know; their knowledge is not the result of ancient legacies acquired by observing the sky and the stars with the naked eye, as happened in other civilizations, they simply “know”; this is the most disturbing part of the Dogon mystery.

Dogon hats which resemble flying saucers.

The Nommo Cult

An old Dogon legend tells of when the God of the universe, Amma, sent the Nommo to earth. This was a half-man, half-amphibian creature which landed in the land of the Fox, a territory northeast of Bandiagara, in the Mopti region; the Nommo was red, but when it touched the ground it became white.

Mali, Dogon container This container shows the "Ark of the world", in which Nommo, the mythical progenitor of humanity, is supposed to have come down from the sky. ( CC BY-SA 3.0 )

The name Nommo derives from a Dogon word that translates as “to do well”; much more often, however, this is remembered as “The Master of Water” (perhaps a reference to the fact that the Nommo could not survive out of water), the Admonitor, or the Destroyer.

We do not know exactly how this figure can be placed in the various events that characterized the growth of the Dogon culture, but it is not so difficult to identify other very similar creatures in different cultures - not only geographically distant but also with respect to various historical moments.

The same type of creature is present in a history of Mesopotamia written during the III Century BC from the priest Beroso; his name was Oannes, his body was similar to that of a fish, he lived only in water, and had feet similar to those of man. Are these images referring to the same event?

In any case, this ancient, almost primordial figure occupies a prominent place in all African cultures; not infrequently, for example, in the most internal areas of Africa. People belonging to monotheistic religions turn to the priests of the various villages because in situations of extreme difficulty they invoke the assistance of the Nommo.

Finally, let us not forget the God fish Dagon of the Philistines, and the same symbol of the fish which the first Christians used to represent their deity. Whoever or whatever it was, the Nommo still continues to lengthen its shadow on African territory, perhaps as a messenger waiting to be able to reveal ancient truths to those who have the courage and the predisposition of mind to listen to it.