06-06-2018, 04:15 AM
With a flash of light, an Angel clad in little whose beauty could be no less described than as divine appeared over the teleportor pad. She smiled and surveyed the area before her. Called Jibril, her eyes sparkled as she observed the many new and unusual species before her. Even just in front of her, a creature of all green skin with black spots and odd greet parts like a low class Demonia. It appeared to Jibril that its body was constructed in such a way that its skin was thickened and armor-like as what the Dwarves might wear to protect themselves. It was a small detail that surely the god that created it had designed it to fight. Of course, a powerful god would create their race in any form they pleased without the need to resort to petty things such as physics to protect them but such efforts were endlessly amusing to Jibril. If its god were going to go this route, why wouldn't he design something similar to Dragonia to sport massive size and power?
Jibrl floated slowly through the corridor looking intently and memorizing the faces and attributes of everyone nearby. A majority of them were immanity or at least to appeared to be. Since arriving to Omniverse Jibril had learned that even some Humans in this world were created by gods instead of the god-less immanity she knew, and could even use magic or technology akin to the dwarves. It was the standard intelligent life design so it was only natural when so many planets mixed that many similar to humans would be here. Jibril had to actively remind herself not to think too lightly of humans or these other unknown races. Her masters had shown her that even immanities can have strength. At least when they were in a world where violence was against the laws set forth by the One True God. Given enough time immanity may well have won the war had it continued, a race that can infinitely grow through repeated failure. But yet, it wasn't like the raw magical strength that any other race contained and this wasn't a time or place where just wit and cunning will achieve victory.
She flitted down the main hallway. Food and a place to sleep. These were things Jibril did not need, the most she would ever need is rest should she become injured or use all of her magical power. How many days exactly did they plan on taking to complete this tournament? The more time, the more she could observe and gather knowledge about the strange races in this place. Even over there was a being that looked like an Ex Machina variant. It was more primitive, did it also work in a cluster or was it a solo operating unit? Jibril wondered what kind of powers it might have when something caught her eye. A library? Whatever knowledge was contained here, she had to have it. Her eyes sparkled and mouth started to drool as she stared for a few moments at the sign next to the entrance to the library.
Jibrl floated slowly through the corridor looking intently and memorizing the faces and attributes of everyone nearby. A majority of them were immanity or at least to appeared to be. Since arriving to Omniverse Jibril had learned that even some Humans in this world were created by gods instead of the god-less immanity she knew, and could even use magic or technology akin to the dwarves. It was the standard intelligent life design so it was only natural when so many planets mixed that many similar to humans would be here. Jibril had to actively remind herself not to think too lightly of humans or these other unknown races. Her masters had shown her that even immanities can have strength. At least when they were in a world where violence was against the laws set forth by the One True God. Given enough time immanity may well have won the war had it continued, a race that can infinitely grow through repeated failure. But yet, it wasn't like the raw magical strength that any other race contained and this wasn't a time or place where just wit and cunning will achieve victory.
She flitted down the main hallway. Food and a place to sleep. These were things Jibril did not need, the most she would ever need is rest should she become injured or use all of her magical power. How many days exactly did they plan on taking to complete this tournament? The more time, the more she could observe and gather knowledge about the strange races in this place. Even over there was a being that looked like an Ex Machina variant. It was more primitive, did it also work in a cluster or was it a solo operating unit? Jibril wondered what kind of powers it might have when something caught her eye. A library? Whatever knowledge was contained here, she had to have it. Her eyes sparkled and mouth started to drool as she stared for a few moments at the sign next to the entrance to the library.