The Halls of Death

Belsheroth gasped as his heart began to beat again and his lungs began to take in the air of Geasa once more.
Why did he even have those? It's not like he needed to breathe...
Still, the pain was unbearable, but soon subsided. His cloak was still covered in blood and torn from the blows of Kiloasa's axe. His armour was likewise stained and now useless.
Slowly, he got up. Gwyn was there, as was Brightfire. And Reisen too, in his own way. With a simple thought, Belsheroth restored his cloak and armour to their previous state and cleansed the floor of his blood. Hundreds of shards of glass flew across the room and reassembled into a window.
He bowed to Gwyn.
Thank you for watching over me Gwyn, and you also Brightfire.
That was exhilarating in its own way.
And indeed, despite being nigh comatose a few moments before, Belsheroth felt within himself a surge of new power. Kiloasa had forced him much closer to death than he had ever been, and he had come back stronger and with a greater understanding.
Now... Much needs to be done in a very short period of time...

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Starting AP: 3 + 2 PAP
Gain Domain: Death (Inevitability) 3 AP
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-Curse: Strike down the Lich Lords : 1 AP
-Infuse Forests of Starlight : 2 AP
-Create Fabled Life: Belsherai : 3/1 AP
-Alter Land: Halls of Death : 1 AP

Remaining AP: 2

Belsheroth is now an Intermediate Deity.