Author's Note:
Evil Spider (name pending) starts with 3 free rolls.
Consuming beings who are capable of harming Evil Spider but are below their strength grants 1 Celestial Point. If the being is too weak (like a normal ant), Evil Spider gains no points.
Consuming beings near or equal to Evil Spider's strength grants 10 Celestial Points.
Consuming beings stronger than Evil Spider grants a minimum of 50 Celestial Points.
A maximum of 1000 Celestial Points can be gathered per year.
Evil Spider can decide whether they want to roll and can accept or decline offered perks. 1 roll maximum per month.
For those unaware, the Celestial Grimoire is a System through which an ability or item from any possible universe is rolled.
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Minecraft Universe, Dark Cave
Time: Day 1
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[Spider – The Silmarillion] – Free Roll, 0CP available to spend.
You are a monstrous spider-thing, descended from the dark spirit Ungoliant, who devoured the light of the Two Trees, and are kin to Shelob and the spiders of Mirkwood in later Ages. You are at least the size of a human when fully-grown, can spin strong webs and have powerful fangs. You have a natural talent for stealth and trap-making and can see clearly through darkness of all kinds. Finally, you have a tough carapace protecting your more vulnerable insides, which only grows thicker and stronger as you grow in age and power.
[Stock – UQ Holder] – Free Roll, 0CP available to spend.
Life is one big game, at least that's how you see it - quite literally, given the nature of your immortality. You possess a stock of extra lives, allowing you to respawn next to your own corpse after dying and granting you 3 seconds of invincibility upon respawn. You start with and have a maximum of three lives, but you can replenish them by killing monsters and enemies. It takes a few hundred average monsters or a few strong demons to regain a life, which shouldn't be too difficult for a well-trained warrior. As a side effect of your immortality, there is a random chance that you will be sent to another universe upon death.
[Inventory – Stranger Of Paradise: Final Fantasy Origins] – Free Roll, 0CP available to spend.
An inventory that allows you to carry an almost limitless amount of items in a subspace that makes them weightless.
Darkness pressed against the thin membrane of the egg. Pressure built from within as tiny legs pushed and scraped, seeking escape. The shell cracked - a small split at first, then wider. The membrane tore.
Fresh air rushed in, carrying scents of stone and moss. Multiple eyes blinked open, adjusting to the subdued cave light. The newborn spider's legs trembled as they touched cold stone for the first time.
Around the egg clutch, blocky shapes of stone reached up into darkness. Water dripped somewhere nearby, each drop echoing through the cave system. The sound vibrated through sensitive hairs that covered newly-formed legs.
The spider's body felt wrong. Constrained. Like wearing a shell that didn't quite fit. Something vast and incomprehensible stirred in the space between moments. Power surged through the small form, breaking apart the rigid, blocky shape.
Legs lengthened, becoming spindly and articulated. The carapace softened, then hardened again into organic curves. Two sharp horns erupted from the head as chelicerae reformed into proper fangs. A stinger emerged near the abdomen, already filled with paralyzing venom.
New senses developed. The darkness peeled back, revealing every crack and crevice in perfect detail. Vibrations through the stone revealed moving things - other spiders, insects, larger creatures further away. Scents carried stories of water, minerals, and living things.
The newborn spider-thing flexed her new body, testing each joint and muscle. She was small, barely larger than a mouse, but the potential for growth hummed in her bones. She had knowledge - not memories, but instincts. How to move, how to hunt, how to spin webs.
Near the egg clutch, other spiders broke out of their shells. They remained blocky and angular, moving in an odd manner. The spider watched them scatter into the darkness, each following preset paths encoded in simple minds.
A space opened in the air beside her - not visible, but present. The spider reached toward it with one leg, feeling how reality bent around this pocket. Things could be stored here, kept safe and weightless until needed.
Movement caught her attention. A small insect crawled across the cave floor, sending vibrations through the rock. The spider lowered herself, legs spreading wide for balance. The insect paused, antennae twitching.
The distance between predator and prey measured three body lengths. Muscles tensed. The spider gathered herself, calculating force and trajectory without conscious thought. She sprang.
Her aim proved true, but her legs tangled on landing. The insect escaped into a crack while the spider-thing righted herself. Failure brought no frustration - only information. Next time she would move differently, land better.
Larger creatures moved in the tunnels above. Not prey - not yet. The spider needed time to grow before hunting bigger game. She tested her spinnerets, producing a thin strand of silk.
The silk strand stretched between two legs, thin but strong. The spider tested the tension, sensing how the material would behave under stress. Each new strand came out stronger than the last as her body adjusted to the process of web-making.
Vibrations from above grew stronger. A creature shuffled through the tunnels - quadrupedal, heavy. The spider moved away from the egg clutch, keeping close to the wall. Multiple eyes tracked the shifting shadows while sensitive hairs monitored air currents.
A side tunnel appeared, sloping upward at a gentle angle. The spider moved sideways along the wall, testing each step. The stone here felt different - rougher, with small crystalline formations catching the light from glowing mushrooms. Water trickled down one side, creating grooves in the rock.
The tunnel branched. One path led deeper into darkness, carrying the scent of stagnant air. The other sloped up toward fresher currents. The spider paused, legs spread wide to catch every vibration. The upper path held more prey - small things scurrying through cracks, flying insects drawn to patches of luminous fungi.
She climbed higher, moving from wall to ceiling as needed. The tunnel widened into a small chamber. Here, the ceiling rose in stepped layers, creating natural anchors for web strands. Water dripped steadily in one corner, collecting in a shallow pool that attracted prey.
The spider found a crevice near the ceiling, just large enough for her current size. From this place, she could monitor all approaches while remaining hidden from larger predators. The air currents flowed predictably here, perfect for catching the movement of prey.
She began to spin, laying down anchor points for her first true web. Each strand connected to specific points, creating angles that would maximize capture area while maintaining structural integrity. The work absorbed all attention - measuring distances, testing connections, adjusting tension.
A small flying insect buzzed past. The spider remained motionless, allowing her partial web to do the work. The insect flew closer, attracted by moisture from the pool. One wing brushed a strand of silk.
The insect struggled, wings beating against the sticky silk. Each movement tangled it further, sending vibrations through the web. The spider watched, legs sensing every twist and pull of the strands. The prey was larger than expected - a cave beetle with sharp mandibles and a hard shell.
The beetle's struggles intensified, threatening to break free. The spider moved along the web, adjusting position with each step. Distance and angle had to be perfect. The beetle snapped blocky mandibles, trying to cut through the silk.
Eight eyes tracked the beetle's movements, noting weak points in the angular shell. The spider circled behind, staying clear of those dangerous jaws. Her stinger positioned perfectly - one strike would paralyze, making the meal safe.
The beetle twisted, almost breaking free. The spider struck. Her stinger slipped between shell segments, delivering venom. The beetle's movements slowed, then stopped. Only small twitches showed it still lived.
Vibrations from the tunnel below caught her attention. Something large moved closer. The spider grabbed her prey, pulling it up toward the crevice. Silk wrapped around the beetle, securing it for later.
A blocky spider darted from the tunnel - one of her clutch-mates. It moved in straight lines, following simple rules. The spider pressed deeper into her crevice, watching. The blocky spider passed beneath, unaware of the web above.
When the tunnel cleared, the spider returned to her catch. Mandibles pierced the beetle's shell, injecting digestive fluids. The process would take time. She settled in to wait, legs spread to monitor the web while her meal dissolved.
New scents drifted up from below - more prey, more predators. The spider began planning her next web. This chamber would serve well as she grew stronger.
Hours passed as the spider consumed her meal. The beetle's nutrients spread through her body, feeding growth. Already her legs stretched longer, carapace hardening further. The empty shell of her prey disappeared into the strange space beside her - an instinct said it might prove useful later.
[ 10 Celestial Points Gained. Total: 10 ]
Water dripped steadily into the pool below, marking time. The spider expanded her web, adding new anchor points and support strands. Each addition made the structure more efficient, covering more space while using less silk.
Movement from the upper tunnel drew her attention. Something scraped against stone - not the mindless wandering of her clutch-mates. This creature moved with purpose. The spider pulled back into her crevice.
A skeleton walked out from the tunnel, bones clicking against rock. An arrow stuck out from the crude bow in its hands. The spider watched as the undead creature looked at the chamber, hollow eye sockets scanning the darkness. The skeleton moved differently from living prey - no heat, no flesh to pierce with venom.
The skeleton passed beneath the web without noticing. The spider remained still. Such creatures would make poor prey, but they could lead to better hunting grounds. Where the undead walked, living creatures would follow.
More vibrations rippled through the stone. The spider began another web near the lower tunnel entrance. This one would serve as an alarm, warning of approaching threats. Each strand connected to specific points, creating a network that would catch anything larger than a small insect.
Time flowed like water through the cave system. The spider grew stronger with each passing day, each meal adding to her size. The alarm web caught prey and warned of dangers - sometimes both at once.
A cave bat tangled in the silk. The spider struck fast, stinger finding the spot between wing and body. The bat's struggles weakened as venom spread through small veins.
[ 50 Celestial Points Gained. Total: 60 ]
The bat's body provided sustenance for several days. Each meal strengthened the spider's carapace, lengthened her legs, sharpened her fangs. The empty shell joined the beetle's remains in the strange space beside her.
Water dripped. Mushrooms grew. Prey came and went. The spider expanded her territory, adding new webs in strategic locations throughout the chamber. Some caught food, others warned of danger, and a few served as escape routes.
A cave spider wandered into the lower web. Unlike the mindless blocky spiders, this one moved with purpose. The spider watched from above as her cousin tested the silk strands. Venom dripped from the cave spider's fangs, but the spider's stinger struck first. The cave spider's body dissolved slowly, tough and fibrous.
[ 10 Celestial Points Gained. Total: 70 ]
The spider gradually grew familiar with the rhythm of the caves. Skeletons passed through at regular intervals, marking time like the dripping water. Zombies shambled past, bringing the scent of decay. Each creature left traces - footprints, marks on walls, disturbed webs that needed repair.
Three baby silverfish skittered into the chamber, drawn by the moisture. The spider caught them one by one, venom making each meal safe. Their bodies contained minerals from the stone they ate, strengthening her carapace further.
[ 30 Celestial Points Gained. Total: 100 ]
A second bat fell into the upper web. Larger than the first, with sharp teeth that could tear through silk. The spider approached cautiously, remembering the previous hunt. The bat thrashed, nearly breaking free. The stinger found its mark between heartbeats.
[ 50 Celestial Points Gained. Total: 150 ]
The chamber changed as mushrooms spread and died, as water carved new channels in the stone. The spider adapted, moving webs to match the new layout. Each change brought different prey. Small insects gathered around fresh fungus. Larger creatures followed the insects.
Another cave spider entered the territory. This one noticed the webs, tried to retreat. The spider dropped from above, eight legs spreading wide. The fight lasted moments. Stinger met fangs. Venom proved stronger than venom.
[ 50 Celestial Points Gained. Total: 200 ]
The spider had doubled in size since birth. Legs stretched longer, moved with precise grace. The horns on her head grew sharp and curved. The stinger developed barbs, delivering venom more efficiently.
New sounds echoed through the tunnels - metal striking stone, torchlight flickering against walls. The spider pulled back into her crevice, watching. These sounds meant new prey approached, prey that walked on two legs and carried weapons of steel.
"Hey guys, welcome back to another Minecraft Let's Play! We're down in the caves looking for more diamonds today."
"Yeah, and I brought extra torches this time. Last episode was way too dark."
Two humans entered the chamber, wearing bright blue armor that gleamed in the torchlight. One carried a stone pickaxe, the other held torches. They moved quickly, placing blocks while placing torches on the walls.
"Oh sweet, more iron! We need to make- WHAT IS THAT?"
The human with the pickaxe stepped into the alarm web. Silk strands broke, sending vibrations through the entire network. The spider moved without thinking, dropping from above.
"That's not... that's not a normal spider. What mod is this?"
"I'm not running any mods! Look at those horns! And the stinger!"
The spider assessed her chances. These creatures were large, armed with metal. But they smelled of flesh and blood. The stinger might find a gap in their armor.
"It's moving! Kill it, kill it!"
Iron pickaxes swung through the air. The spider dropped from her crevice, legs spreading wide for balance. One pickaxe struck the wall where she had been hiding.
"Oh god, it moves like a real spider! This is terrifying!"
The spider darted between their legs, stinger seeking exposed flesh. A pickaxe caught her side, cracking her carapace. Pain flared through her body.
"Got it! Did you see how realistic that looked?"
"Wait, it's not dead! Behind you!"
The spider struck, stinger finding an ankle above leather boots. The human screamed, stumbling backward. But the venom worked too slowly - the second human's pickaxe crushed her thorax.
[ You Have Died. Extra lives remaining: 2 ]
Darkness. Then light. The spider found herself beside her own broken body, three seconds of invulnerability tingling through her new form.
"It respawned! That's not supposed to happen!"
"It's pretty fun to kill! Are you sure you didn't install any mods?"
She lunged again, fangs seeking revenge against the laughing human. But she was too small, too weak. The pickaxe soon split her head open once more.
[ You Have Died. Extra lives remaining: 1 ]
This time the darkness pulled harder, dragging her away from the cave, away from Minecraft entirely. Reality twisted, reformed.
The spider's consciousness scattered across dimensions, then snapped back together. Stone walls surrounded her once more, but these stones were different. Not blocky. Torchlight flickered, but now it came from iron sconces set in masonry.
Crazed instinct took over, and she reached for more power. Power to avoid being killed. Power to get revenge on humans!
[Authority of The Beast – Fate/Tale of The Beasts] – Costs 200CP, 200CP available to spend.
A skill all Beasts have, it's an Anti-Humanity skill that enhances your capability to harm existences that are classified as humans. Even if you were only as powerful as a regular human, you would be tearing through humans like they were made out of wet tissue paper.
The offer resonated through every fiber of the spider's being. Memories of pickaxes crushing her body, of humans laughing at her death, burned fresh in her mind. The power called to her, promising revenge against all humans. She accepted without hesitation.
[ Authority of The Beast acquired ]
The skill merged with her predatory nature, sharpening her hatred of humans into a deadly weapon. Every part of her body became a tool for hunting them - fangs that could pierce armor, venom that would flow faster through human veins, a stinger that would find gaps in any protection.
She felt vibrations. The spider quickly scuttled up rough castle walls, finding wooden support beams that crossed the ceiling, creating perfect hiding spots in shadow. She settled against the dark wood, keeping still as she monitored the subtle tremors from below.
Four humans walked beneath her position. Steel armor clinked with each step. Swords hung at their sides, shields strapped to their backs. They smelled of leather and iron, of sweat and humanity.
"Did you see Thomas Collins' face when they dragged him to the square?" One guard spoke.
"Yes. But what did he expect? Using magic right under King Uther's nose?" Another answered, adjusting his sword belt.
"His poor mother. The way she screamed when the axe fell." The third guard shook his head.
"Watch your tongue. Lady Helen arrives tomorrow for the celebration. King Uther wants everything perfect." The fourth guard, clearly in charge, straightened his posture.
The humans passed beneath her hiding spot, unaware of death watching from above. The spider remained still, absorbing this new world through every sense. The stone felt different, the air carried unfamiliar scents, and humans walked freely through torch-lit halls.
But that would change. The spider's mandibles clicked softly. Humans had taught her the meaning of death. Now she would teach them.