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(created 2013-06-20 16:22):
God of Icecream , creator of the icecream and ruler of the icecream world!
Story :
A man of great power had an addiction, and addiction that repulsed the gods, after a days work he would gorge himself on the frozen delight. After years of doing this the gods got fed up with it and sent a messanger by the name of Desmond to strike a bargin with him. "You're addiction has made the goods uneasy, they have watched as you feed your addiction rather than work and man up to your responsibilities."
As the messanger spoke of the bargin it was that if he ate anymore icecream he would suffer a terrible curse. As the years went on the man help off on his addiction, isolating himself from people as much as he could. The man came down with a terrible illness and no one thought he'd make it, knowing this he decided that the gods could do nothing more worse to him since he was going to parish soon anyway, he gorged himself on the frozen treat until he could find no more. A heavy storm began to bellow above the town as a tarnished chariot crashed through the dark clouds. Manning the Chariot was Tyris, the Divine beast of Earth. Seeming enraged he charged down to the man granting him final words before zapping him with some sort of magic turning his skin and even bone into the frozen treat he loved so much. The man not understanding how this could be a curse look at Tyris and screamed,
"Do you mock me, do you you give only to take away?!"
Tyris looked at them man and waved his wrist as the stom seemed to clear up.
"You mortal, showed an outstanding courage on your death bed to go against the powers that be to fufill something you have longed for, you showed that you can stand up for what you wish, you have been gifted the godlike powers, the powers of the treat you, yourself enjoyed oh so much"
To be continued....