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When the Great Devourerer rose and broke the Wheel, the universe ended, crushed and swept away in the Outer Chaos. Yet, such was this bubble of time that as it burst, it compressed upon itself, each moment becoming denser and denser as it neared the end. The end never came, and it never will; The closer it comes, the more time compresses, and from within, it simply extends forever. Above the [[Outlands]], spiraling from horizon to horizon and back, around and around as it climbs upwards to where there once was a Spire is the black crystalline form of the Serpent, frozen in the moment of the end. Its mouth is closed near the falling remainder of that donut-city Sigil, also locked in time just after it had been bit. The donut-biting feature has earned the Great Devourerer a more common nickname: Homer.
The Trust's main office in [[Threesong]] (despite their position as the third Temple agency) is a windowless red-veined black marble Cube 1.71 football fields on each side. At the ground floor are pedestrian and vehicle entrances carved between faux-pillars and all sorts of fun bas reliefs and gargoyles, but above the first tenth of a football field the cube becomes featureless but for the marbling. Outsides have access to a very limited space around one entrance, and there's little to say how much of the space within is apportioned. At one truck entrance around back you can see them carrying out these stacks of Han-Solo-In-Carbonite-style bricks with all sorts of different people-shapes encased within, to be taken to freight trains on that special railway to the [[Neo Inferno]] that only The Trust is allowed to use. It's probably chill tho
 
Representing the joint wisom of the angels of the [[Five Remaining Heavens]] Celestia and the arcanaloths of the lower planes, the second temple faction calls itself the Followers of the True Apocalypse: The Serpent's Way. In the name of both perfect Good and perfect Evil, the celestial and diabolical mystics of this order recognize that the greatest Good or Evil, depending on the interpretation, is to finish destroying the universe. And it must be the whole universe, for such is Nature that if part of it survives, it will never be rid of its Evil (or never be rid of its Good). As such, certain angels and yugoloths agree that civilizations and their people should be protected and nurtured, to be allowed to develop to a point where they can achieve the knowledge necessary to finish what Homer started and bring an end to Time itself, which is generally interpreted as requiring an infinite amount of time to figure out.
 
They build houses for the homeless and stuff; They've been a legit charity for tens of thousands of years.

Latest revision as of 04:33, 21 August 2025

The Trust's main office in Threesong (despite their position as the third Temple agency) is a windowless red-veined black marble Cube 1.71 football fields on each side. At the ground floor are pedestrian and vehicle entrances carved between faux-pillars and all sorts of fun bas reliefs and gargoyles, but above the first tenth of a football field the cube becomes featureless but for the marbling. Outsides have access to a very limited space around one entrance, and there's little to say how much of the space within is apportioned. At one truck entrance around back you can see them carrying out these stacks of Han-Solo-In-Carbonite-style bricks with all sorts of different people-shapes encased within, to be taken to freight trains on that special railway to the Neo Inferno that only The Trust is allowed to use. It's probably chill tho