Welcome to The Dunes

[Eon Saverem]

Time. So much time passed. Hours, day became night. Eon was almost completely finished with the healing process. It was beginning to colder, like any desert or savanna environment and this one was no different. He would need to make his way into the little village soon and find a warm place to stay for the night. He had neither the time nor the energy to create his own shelter for the night, which he would need for a place such as this. For the hours he had been hidden in his makeshift coffin, healing, he would hear beastly noises and brutish voices.

At one point he heard, what he thought to be, a dog sniffing the rocks he hid beneath and then let out a sound that was not canine. It tried to claw at the stones with little success.... little, not none. Moved the rocks a bit, Eon was not sure he could defeat any dangerous foe while trapped in a tomb, and wounded. The beast eventually gave up on its fascination with him and left, this didn't end the beastly encounters though. This place was crawling with creatures, worst of all Eon still had no idea what any of them looked like. If he was to try and settle here, he'd have to find someone with a vast knowledge of this environment and its people. People... if he could even call those of which were his first encounter. Seconds, a sub-race of sorts in this world. Not made or summoned by Omni, but rather Primes instead. They cursed Primes, immortality and power. At least those five had, that's not to say the rest of them have the same thoughts on the subject. Though he had come across a short conversation of some passerby.

"Heard there was a big ole fire in Nippur. Damn near the whole city and all the seconds livin' in it burned. Said one man. "After all that talk of being the new Kingdom. Promising prosperity... poor bastards. Leave it to a Prime to call himself a God and then be beaten like any of the rest of us. Said another. "These are all rumors though right? Nobodies seen it in person right? Said a third. The first man responded, "I don't believe so, but news will reach us eventually. I feel sorry for the ones that got caught up in it, but in my opinion..." He paused for a minute then spat, "If a hundred seconds had to die, for one of those Primes to get banished to the Underverse for good. I'd call that a win overall. Sounds of approval were heard, and then urination...
Eon had been smelling it for hours. So far he felt like being a Prime already put a target on his back, let alone having a group of Cannibals wanting revenge, or dessert.

Looking down at his progress, he watched as the final bits of flesh sewn together and after only a few more minutes had his clothing returned to its original state as well. With a deep breath, he could feel the difference. Omnillium was impressive, even he would admit that. Now to deal with the rocks, what was once created can be undone, right? He focused and thought about removing the rocks which he'd made, slowly but surely the rocks began to disappear. More accurately, he was absorbing the Omnillium of which the rocks had been made of. After roughly the same amount of time it took to create them, the rocks had vanished. More surprisingly, so had a portion of the rock that was initially there.

So not only can a Prime break down his own creations, but it is possible to break apart anything made of Omnillium.

He slowly peered out over the landscape. The village had lights on and he could hear faint voices coming from within it. It was a good sign, because those were the only sounds he heard. The chill was becoming a bit much, it would seem he'd have to enter the village.