Unbeknownst to Tau and the other members of his horde time is frozen. Appearing is a short yellow god wearing a magical headdress puffing on his pipe. Vapors of his smoke coalesce into another God a human-like female who looks machine forged perfectly every single lock of black the exact same length. From head to toe, she is the perfect human not an atom of blemish. Even with time frozen the Gods can move freely four more join however only as observers and so are obscured as per the rules of the cycle.
The goblin God with his headdress grabs at the air pulling in a volcano of a beast. Horns cover most of its back, sharp long sword-like legs turn the ground to brittle before its melts freezing as the effects of time are applied to it.
The human God says, " I trust we don't have to drag anyone else out?" The goblin God makes to move again when three more gods appear, one is a golden-winged male, the other an Uruk of some kind though he has features that some humans may like. Then there it appears The Goblin God has never been able to place this one, God. The closer he looks the less he can make out, he falls back on an old trick and uses his peripheral vision to see the murky outline of the Elven God.
Each of them is a little embarrassed about being found out. The human God is clearly angry and she says, " This new cycle is barely in its infancy and you all have tried to break the rules. " She is filled with righteous indignation an odd thing the Goblin God thinks. She has probably done the most wrong by implanting the spirits of human beings into every one of the chosen races of the Gods this cycle. She said to him it was her great plan to shake things up this cycle. This has allowed the Goblin God to make some moves and pin it on the interference caused by the Human God. The Goblin God went so far as to reveal the Human Gods' action and like the Gods they are, they came running.
Cypher is the God of the Daemon a powerful race his legs melting the brittle underfoot as he stomps and says, "Save me your fury girl, you are here for the exact same reason as us don't try and pretend otherwise. Plus your new toy over there needed to learn his place in the order of things." Grumbles and laughter can be The Goblin God doesn't mind nor care they still see him as an agent of the human God which is only good for him. The other gods have held power for so long they can imagine a world where they are not in power and that is a failure on their part. They are literally blinded by their own power.
Mischil says, " GIRL!!! I'm no girl EHEORN!" All the Gods gasp Mischil had called him something only they would understand. It is more than an insult, more than a swear word. It is a word spoken in Command the language of the Gods used to mold the universe. Mischil sneers lucky for her she hadn't folded any of her Fate. An explosion goes off the distance a mountain vapourised by the rage of Cypher.
Eramoren spoke his voice omnipresent, the Goblin God knew he was one of the oldest who has never passed the cycle however having survived this long is just as impressive as passing a cycle. "Enough! I have little patience for your flirting..." A Gods like rumble forced all the gods to giggle in response. This Caused The Goblin God to sweat that is pure miracle exactly what he is here for. He only has Destiny stronger gods have fate and the strongest in this existence have Miracle..." The rules of the cycle..."
The Goblin God steps forward pushing Destiny meekly and says, "Indeed the rules are clear and need no explain each of you!!!" He points at all the gods his destiny bouncing about pulling and creating various windows. Above each God even those hidden behind the vale of reality. These windows flicker from the past one to the future showing them interfering. All of them are folding, molding destiny, and Fate all but Eramoren. The Goblin God could swear he saw Eramoren smile.
Then a destiny bond appeared sucking in the powers folded by the gods at the same time it crystallizes into a Fate chain snapping onto all the Gods but Eramoren. He leaves in shortly after then a miracle gem appeared. The Fate chains are attached to it. The Goblin God smiles his golden teeth shining bright.
Those Gods behind the vale of reality are stuck now affected by time only Mischil and Cypher are free to move and talk or rather negotiate. Mischil being who she is says, " What in the heavens are you doing? That Miracle Gem is mine I called this arbitration." It hit her like a meteor she had been played The Goblin God would have never been able to call and Cycle Abbertation Meeting attended by so many Gods. Spitting venom she says, "Who are you really?"
The Goblin God taking a deep pull of his pipe says, "that is not the right question." Looking at Cypher knowingly the Goblin God waits. An eon passes as they both peer into every strand checking the Goblin Gods' intentions.
Then Cypher says, "The changes you want will limit all our interference, we will lose this cycle automatically do you really want Eramoren to win." The Goblin God smiles they have figured one part of his plan out at last. Eramoren is a disaster waiting to explode on them all. His power is on another level. What took these two eons to figure out. Eramoren had figured out in an instance his leaving is probably to prepare himself for his ascension to a different existence. The half-powered Fate Gem glows because he gave part of his miracle already and was thus free from the effects of the Cycle Arbitration.
Mischil is seething with fury she is a vengeful and jealous god after all but after today it won't matter. Cypher says, "We all only have a little miracle to spear at most you will be a little less than equal to us after the judgment. Otherwise, we can all just sit here until this cycle ends." Mischil shakes her head she is fury burning. Yet she is the first to relent only after one hundred years, the Goblin God knew that his counterparts hate nothing more than Boredom.
Cypher was the last the hateful deamon could hold a grudge but the stillness provides it own advantages which he was no longer willing to give the other gods an advantage. A slither of the Supreme being appears her form is that of a goblin a real goblin. Her skin is eternal forest green, the lower canines in her mouth sharp and golden her eyes stars. she stands almost five foot seven tall typical for a female. Cypher says, "What is your name?"
The Goblin God says, "I am nobody and no one I the past and Supreme one my only wish from this miracle is to give my people a real chance, a fair chance to win in every cycle. " Cyphers' eye goes wide he had underestimated this little god's resolve he would be impressed if not for the fact the goblin god ensured his own doom too.
The Supreme Being Embraces the Goblin God and in a whisper that absorbs him completely says, "your wish is done." The changes are written into the fabric of the universe the goblins change. The changes are unknown to them beyond any of the favored races to perceive let alone understand. Every goblin alive is affected and changed.
After all, is said and done the slither of the Supreme being nods at the Goblin Saint with the goblin god dead. He is now the sole God of the Goblins and according to the laws of nature, it means the saint is now the representative of the goblins on the celestial plain.
The changes are filtered into all the beings on the planet creating a new dichotomy. The GOblin Saint says, "We wish to maintain balance." The Slither responds positively the GOblin Saint thanks her bowing and waiting for the world to set right for his people. His bet having worked against the goblin god The Goblin King turned saint and now demi-god sets to organize his plan. In order to not tip his hand, he has to tread carefully.
The world starts to move again everything is different and yet exactly the same. The goblins now must do what all others have done and make themselves a powerful force to be reckoned with. The Goblin Saint rubs his hands together as he vanishes to build his pantheon for his people.