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"What is our kind? What are we? Tell us." Yawgmoth said in the Old God's direction stepping back from Ali for a moment but the orb never faded. If Ali moved before the Old God answered his question he was going to get a face full of dark energy that would eat that very face off of its body. "It is funny how you call yourself the dark titan. First it was the dark king. A nickname Crow gave you. You believe you have passed 'kings' and dubbed yourself a titan to akin to your near infinite power. Well my dear boy, that is exactly what you are. You are a titan. Not a giant, not a ship or anything like that. Like the race, the Titans. A godlike race of vastly powerful creatures still bound to the mortal realm. You are above immortals and demigods as you have no doubt bore witness to over the years, but you are still inferior to actual Gods and Old Gods like myself. In the old war of the ancients when the Old Gods were either eliminated or banished by the new gods the children of the old gods, the titans, were hunted to ensure the old gods' complete destruction. Thus the reason for your extremely low numbers and why you have yet to run into another like yourself. Your parents abandoned you to save you from the wrath of the new gods. Tragically, they are long dead. But you knew this." The Old God explained. Yawgmoth lowered his arm and fell to his knees. Overwhelmed that he finally knew himself. knew what he was, why he was created and why he'd never found another like himself. In his stunned and disillusioned state he was definitely no threat to Ali and there was no way he could hinder Ali's attempt at defying logic and actually killing a divine being. The Old God turned its empty eyes onto Aliator. "Come now mortal. You cannot be serious? Do you actually intend to try and harm me? Before you had a chance. I was incomplete. I have been released from my prison for months now. You are nothing when compared to me. Do not waste your life on such foolish endeavors."

Yawgmoth scoffed lightly. "Idiot" he said in Ali's direction before vanishing in a planeshift. He had many many things to think about. He was going to leave Ali to get himself killed.

The Old God seemed to sigh for a moment. "You still do not understand the word 'God' do you Aliator? Allow me to demonstrate." he said holding his hand out towards Ali. The downside to fighting a God at full strength was that it was just that a God, and the very definition of a God was something that could shape the universe based on their powers. And so it was going to show Ali just that. Shaping the very fabric of space, time and reality around him. Deciding to amuse itself by testing Aliator's control of his element. The gravity around Ali would begin to multiply. Two times normal, four times, eight, sixteen, thirty two, sixty four. Stopping there the creature watched to see if Ali was still standing or had collapsed under the force of standing a space that was sixty four times earths normal gravity push.

The Old Gods visage seemed to smirk almost. As if it were taunting him. The hand that had pointed towards him now reached and simply touched the area Aliator had nullified gravity in. Almost instantly his control was unwound and the pressure built back up. By his will alone, it doubled again, 128. At this point the sher pressure on the body would cause each and every heart beat to feel like a chore. The amount of body control it would take not to die of a heart attack at this stage was something that only Aliator or Yawgmoth could accomplish. It however, grew bored of this game and the gravity returned to zero. And it simply waited, watching Aliator prepared for his next attempt.

His hand moved in a fluid motion, almost like time was standing still and the hand of the Old God smashed into the orb backhanding it in such a manner that it rebounded back towards Aliator. It seemed to be having fun with this. Amused by Aliator's vicious attempts to cause it harm. "No matter how powerful you become, you are still only a mortal Aliator" its voice eminanted from its mind projecting into the minds of those around instead of speaking verbally.

"Impressive. I thought being hit by your own attack while the strain of gravity was still on you would cause you to pass out. You still retain consciousness. I will at least give you some credit mortal. You are definitely not average." the Old God's voice echoed from the depths of his mental state since taking the time to speak verbally would give Ali a window of opportunity to attack.

Feeling a tremendous amount of power from several sources, she moved to where it was originating from. Wandering in to the church, tilting her head, she was very surprised to see what was. Looking back and forth between them both, she looked a bit .. terrified for a moment as she absorbed the situation before finally being able to say anything. "Ali!" she said in a strong voice, his name echoing around the church.

She inclined her head to the old god, showing him a marginal amount of respect for having injured but not killed Ali as she moved to his side. Kneeling beside him, she touched his hsoulder, disappearing with a pop.