Time: 7:30 PM. Totem Realm Broadcast. Across All Multiverses.
Night falls—not gently, but ceremonially.
Every screen glows. Every drop of water ripples. Every soul stills.
A voice rises across realms—whisper and thunder entwined:
"Good evening, mortals and deities alike.
I am Verot, Totem of Speech.
If your voice is stolen… pray to me. If you are pure—I may lend it back."
He appears on the Totem Stage, stitched from ancient prayers and pulsing signal towers woven through space and spirit.
"This is not entertainment—it is Totem Contest, a ritual older than your stars.
If your screen breaks… let your soul tune in.
We stream in reflections. In minds. In dreams."
The Divine Truth Unfolds
"We are not aliens. Not criminals. Not invaders.
You called us—in shrine chants, in temple pleas, in stories lost to wind.
We are Totems. Forgotten gods.
And we return… not to amuse, but to judge."
"Tonight, you will witness Heaven.
You will witness Hell.
And between them… the weight of your choices."
The crowd from 70+ realms sits silent. Even the concept of time pauses.
Meet the Judges of Existence
Mazi
Totem of Creation
Clock Mask
Begins destiny
Zavir
Totem of Destruction
Red Moon Mask
Ends cycles
Aernis
Totem of Inner Protection
Lion Mask
Guards spirit and truth
Drakso
Totem of Outer Protection
Dragon Mask
Shields body and future
Their arrival shakes the celestial foundation beneath every multiversal thread.
Episode 4 Contestants Emerge
Portals glow. Power hums.
Laro – Totem of Winds .
Virtua – Totem of Strength .
Glade – Totem of Politeness.
Metara – Totem of Blacksmith.
Kikia – Totem of Beauty .
Fione – Totem of Winter .
From molten metal and divine heat, Metara steps forth.
Bald, broad-built, mask forged from burning alloys. Carries a sacred hammer wherever he walks. A furnace of power wrapped in monk-like stillness.
He speaks with ground-shaking calm:
"Let us begin the episode, Verot.
Tonight, let the Story Changer select five mortals.
From them—I choose one.
The chosen soul is from a higher realm. Let all witness."
The Story Begins
Verot nods.
"Welcome, Aernis—Storyteller Totem.
Come forward. Profile the chosen mortal.
Let the audience hear… not fiction, but truth."
The stage darkens. A scroll begins to unroll itself.
Narrated by: Aernis, Totem of Inner Protection
Mask: Lion of Truth
"Tonight, I wear the Lion Mask.
I do not tell stories for entertainment. I speak to carve clarity into chaos.
You see many gods. But you know few truths."
The Hierarchy of Gods
There are three main divine realms, and beyond them, a secret tier known only to Totemic judges:
Primary Realm
Gods born of good deeds and mortal transcendence
Justies
Secondary Realm
Evolved Primary gods—solitary, wise
Uniques / Hermits
Tertiary Realm
Wanderers with vision but unstable influence
Visionaries
Totemic Realm
Gods judged by trust, not worship—our domain
Totemic Deities
"Above them stand the Judge Totems—three core forces:
Creator, Destroyer, and Protector.
We do not descend often. But when we do, the divine system realigns."
Why the Contest Matters
"People worship thousands of gods, born of old, new, memory, and imagination.
But here, in Totemic jurisdiction, we recognize only those who hold the Trust Value—the resonance built through acts, belief, and cosmic consistency.
This domain filters fables and reveals the true Ascendants."
Enter the Candidate: Blair
"Tonight, I tell you the tale of Blair, a god from the Primary Realm.
He ascended through deeds—not power. Sacrifice, healing, patience.
He stands at the edge of becoming Unique."
Weakness
Overextends his grace, risks spiritual burnout
"He speaks not of war or conquest.
He heals broken relics, revives forgotten prayers.
But tonight, we test if mercy alone can ascend a god."
Narrated by Aernis, Totem of Inner Protection
Lion Mask Glows with Memoryfire
"Tonight, we unseal the scroll of a god—not born, but made.
I speak now of Blair, former elf, healer of thousands.
Demigod. Devotee. Prisoner. Chosen."
🧾 Divine Profile: Blair
Attribute
Detail
Divine Name
Blair the Dawn-Healer
Age
Unity Age: 25 (God Realm scale)
Realm of Origin
Primary Realm – Unity Division
Role
Justies – Demigod by Ascension
Devotees
5,000 (saved through faith and cure)
Earth Intersection
Fistura, Earth year 4003 began
Former Form
Elf – Wise, gentle, resolute
Patron Totem
Metara, Totem of Blacksmiths 🔧
Path to Ascension
"Blair lived in a broken time—a plague spread like prophecy.
As an elf, he used all his wealth not for escape, but for others."
Sold every artifact to fund cures. Created and distributed vaccines, healing over 5,000 people. Their unwavering trust after his death ignited his soul's metamorphosis. He ascended posthumously into the Divine System as a Justies—a demigod by virtue, not birth.
"His tale reverberated across shrines. The Totems listened. Metara chose him."
The Jail of Ascension
"Then why is he imprisoned in the Secondary Realm's Jail?"
A deeper silence spreads across the stage.
"Even light can blind. Even purity can fracture."
Enter Vistora – The Holo Archive Sentinel
Suddenly, the Totemic Archive Orb known as Vistora inquister secondary relam activates.
"Let the truth stream. Show his last day before ascension.
Reveal the moment that cracked the virtue he was made from."
The holo shimmers. A golden city. A screaming child. A moment of doubt. A decision that twisted virtue into consequence…
"Not every god enters clean. Blair must face what even he forgot."
Narrated by Aernis, Totem of Inner Protection
Narrated by Aernis, Totem of Inner Protection
Lion Mask Gleams with Unforgiven Fire
"Blair's name once echoed with mercy.
But tonight, the scroll of truth arrives—written not in ink, but in blood.
Sacrificial blood."
⛓️ What Truly Happened
"At the height of his influence as a demigod, Blair made a devastating choice.
In his shrine—where prayers echoed—he authorized the sale of sacred Fistura land.
But the buyer, the tyrant Butsy, paid with blood-coin, forged from victims sacrificed for ownership.
It was not metaphor. It was literal."
The blood stained his shrine, signaling divine corruption. A small tribe was displaced. Their lives were the cost of Blair's decision—not to protect, but to appease.
he Bold Scroll of Ukto
Inside the Inquisitor Shrine, the Totems receive a scroll sealed in ritual ash.
"The scroll is from Ukto, a longtime devotee of Blair, now broken by betrayal."
Author
Ukto, Blood Devotee of Blair
Location
Aernis Shrine – Inquisitor Vault
Message
"He traded our lives for peace with evil.
My blood writes what truth refuses to whisper." Medium Written in sacrificial blood—his own. Validation Recognized by Vistora and Judge Totems
Verot, Totem of Speech, reads the final line aloud:
"Mr. Ancher. Storyteller. Totemic Court.
Let this scroll stand—not as accusation, but as evidence of collapsed virtue."
The Lion Mask of Aernis dims in grief and flickers anew with judgment.
The Tribunal prepares for Blair's reckoning.
Drakso
, Dragon Mask glowing with verdict-light, steps forward.
"This case is clouded. Investigate further. Blood coins… ghost sightings… burned documents… truths are buried."
Mazi Speaks – Totem of Creation
Mazi twirls his Clock Mask, voice steady as time:
"We, Totems, do not accept living sacrifice. Such acts are forbidden in all divine layers.
If Blair accepted blood coins as devotee of Metara, something is hidden.
Let us first find the root—where is the tyrant Butsy?"
Tyrant Butsy Speaks in Panic
In a distant village, Butsy stammers before his people:
"Demigod Blair is angry with me.
I needed more blood coins to fight your ghost infestation!"
"You all signed the tribal release papers—then I took them to the shrine.
But the papers burned, the coins vanished,
and now, ghosts attack every night!
It's chaos—I only wanted peace!"
Metara Responds with Divine Fury
Metara, Totem of Blacksmiths, steps forth—his Blazing Mask erupts in molten flame.
"Inquisitor Vistora, your report is incomplete. Butsy does not own the region.
Blair, using my blessing, burned the corrupt documents. That was an act of cleansing, not betrayal.
You investigated halfway—and blamed the wrong soul."
"Those ghosts? They are the spirits butchered by Butsy's ritual coins.
His greed summoned them. His deceit sustained them."
Judgment Rises
Mazi orders:
"Call Blair directly. Let him speak.
Ask where the coins are. What his true plan was."
Vistora's holo flickers—files reanalyze.
"Also... I believe Ukto, the blood scroll witness, is on Butsy's side.
His testimony may be sabotage—created to block Blair's interference."
The Story Hammer Falls
Metara, mask blazing with holy rage:
"Enough deception.
I, Metara, shall take this story. The hammer of truth is mine."
He turns to the divine sky.
"Story Changer, Dragon Mask—Drakso—come forth.
Help Blair cleanse this tale. He's not the villain… but the forged blade in fire."
A silence spreads across the Tribunal Grounds. The air shifts.
Blair arrives.
No mask. No fanfare. Just a radiant aura, deeper than light.
He kneels before the assembled Totems of Higher Realms.
"I am no demigod. I am the Primary God, born beyond veils.
I wear no mask—because I embody all stories."
He walks forward and embraces Metara, his lifelong muse.
"I never imagined this moment.
You were my inspiration from childhood—I am your devotee, still."
Metara's Mask Glows
The Blazing Mask flickers, shifting from wrath to wonder.
"Then it was you—who cleansed the documents?
Who sought justice without recognition?"
Blair nods.
"Yes. I used your blessing to erase corruption.
The blood coins—they're not for greed.
I sent them to the village blood bank, packaged in divine seal.
Those coins now exist as living blood—ready to save lives."
The Puzzle Falls Apart
Blair continues:
"Butsy… he sent Ukto, who stole a coin to forge a letter.
All a ploy to stop me, to isolate my action.
But the ghost attacks? Illusions.
False phantoms created to terrify the villages."
He raises his hand, activating a memory seal.
"I uncovered the true plot: Butsy planned a full nation takeover of Fistura, Earth Year 4005.
Fear was his currency. But now, truth is mine."
Drakso Steps Forward – The Dragon Mask
Totem of Verdicts and Story Shift.
Drakso's Mask opens, revealing layers of evolving narrative.
"This tale has spiraled.
But truth… bends the quill."
He turns to Blair.
"Your arrival marks the moment.
Let the story change begin.
Chronicle of betrayal… shall become legend of light."
Drakso
, Dragon Mask of the Verdict Flame, emerges through the Rift Gate.
"It's time. Let the story-changing begin. Truth shall rise."
Blair bows in silence, his form shimmering into that of a humble monk, descending to Earth Year 4005.
In the Village – Shadows of Deceit
Blair, walking alone, sees phantom illusions clinging to rooftops and fields. He stomps the earth, invoking the hidden seal:
"Activate Trust Value:
Darkness Burning Counter!"
Black smoke spirals into the sky—illusions collapse like sandcastles hit by tide.
The Plot Unravels – Busty & Ukto's Secret
Inside their lair, Busty and Ukto laugh:
"Our plan worked! Tomorrow, we get more coins and signs.
We'll present forged proof, destroy Blair's name,
and take over this region. Fame will follow… then the Higher Realm itself!"
But then… a screech.
Ghosts rise, not illusions—but wrath-born spirits.
Clawed and furious, they descend.
"Help! HELP!"
Busty and Ukto run—dragging fear behind them.
Divine Reckoning – Metara's Arrival
At Blair's shrine, a glowing hammer appears—Metara himself, now embodied in relic form.
Villagers gather, hearing ghostly echoes and footsteps.
Busty and Ukto, soaked in terror, flee toward the shrine.
But they're cornered—ghosts strike before the crowd, claws raised.
Just then, the monk steps out.
Blair grips the hammer.
"These ghosts… forged by lies.
I shall undo what I created to reveal truth."
He smashes the air—ghosts vaporize, dust to light.
He places Metara's hammer at the shrine and fades into divine mist.
Legacy Written in Silence
Since that day, villagers visit Blair's shrine daily, offering prayers and gratitude.
Busty and Ukto? Locked away—charged with false accusations and conspiracy.
Yet, one question remains whispered...
"Was he a demigod… or something more?"
Final Scene – Totem Report
Anchor Verot appears, wrapping the tale with cosmic flair:
"Today's story… mind-blowing!
What awaits in the next Totem Chronicle: Fiona's Trial?"
Moral of the Day:
"If you trust rightly and walk the path of truth,
All divine realms shall unite in your aid.
But break sacred laws with forbidden rituals…
Heaven itself may turn—and you will face the consequence."