the Scourge of Seven Seas
The universe is a cold place.
All it takes is a relatively inconsequential cosmic pebble to wipe the slate clean. That is unless life doesn't beat it to the punch. No, in these utterly inhospitable, aimlessly excitable and cruelly indifferent conditions life is meant to thrive. To defy the odds and experience existence.
Enter Judgements, universal spawns of stellar matriarchs. Sentinels of the heliocentric machination. Entities fundamentally birthed and commissioned to police the development of intelligent life. To see their charge sprout past the bottleneck they are gifted with religious levels of power. Their presence is felt across their domain immutably. Still, they are but one and the threats are many.
And what if a Judgement is not fit to continue their duty, such as in the case of Earth
? What then of its precious humans?
And what of humans? Aren't their bodies strangely equipped with webbed fingers and fat to keep them afloat and aren't their newborn children almost amphibious? Almost as if there was something undocumented in their history. What if there is... other
life as well? Residing in the underworld. What if in the celestial design of guardianship existed more mechanisms, more subroutines?
What if there are such palatial entities? What if they weren't as magnanimous?
Ollerus Maco is this unbridled archon. He is this insanity. A merman of cataclysmic might singularly devoted to presiding over his watery domain. Faithful to decisive punishment on account of those choked to death in the blue. Land-lubbers, potential stealers.
Such is the meaning of Ollerus Maco, recently anointed Orcus
, God of the Dead.
THE DEVOURER BENEATH
Powers & Abilities
The being called Ollerus Maco is a being of unfamiliar and unfathomable origins. He is possessed of human-like physiognomy, though to dare call him such would be a monumental insult. Planetary confluence imparted him with strength from far beyond the mortal realm, possessing enough brawn to contest with the mightiest. The Ocean-render is largely beyond the reach of conventional harm and ill will by sheer physical merit with a mind that is akin to an inviolable fortress.
Should the universe foul him, the capacity to quickly regenerate tissue not lost to him. Though it is more in the vein of 'reversing' or 'undamaging' his body to its pristine state. For his entire existence is largely static, his being captured in a state of perfect condition estranged to the ravages of time.
Of particular note is also his peculiar sensory apparatus, which normally allows him to see deeper along the UV and IR ends of the spectrum. His capacity to hear, taste, smell and feel is similarly augmented and accompanied with superior reflexes. Most importantly is his rudimetary sense of the planet itself. A veritable plantary awareness endows him with knowledge beyond mortal ken.
Landlocked, his abilities do diminish substantially but not entirely. The wings on his ankles are seemingly vestigial, possibly a part of the divine archetype of his making, but he has the power of flight. One characterized by immense maneuverability if not speed.
However, despite all those things his sole most devastating power is the absolute dominion over the waters of Earth and render Maco the one ruler of the entire globe. Though his command over aquatic life knows no equal, his mastery of water is even more impressive. It is massively macrohydrokinetic
, capable of controlling water on a scale that can threaten the modern world. It can part oceans with abandon, cause aquefiers to suddenly shift under cities and sink entire islands.
Lastly, he is armed with a godly trident. A golden weapon that is fundamentally tied to his essence and harbors an even greater invulnerability than he, bordering on indestructibility and immunty to theft or removal. It is an ever-sharp weapon of archetype, a symbol of His power, a weapon fit for the Dark Water God.