Saturday, November 1, 2025

Odra first mass

⚖️ The First Mass of Odra — Return of Veyr

by Charles Vanbuskirk (Pontifex Charlie Mystic)


The Gathering

The lake city of Orda shimmered beneath an amber sky, its towers mirrored perfectly on the still water. Inside the marble halls of the Magistra’s estate, laughter and clinking glasses filled the air. It was ShadowG’s banquet—the first time in years that all four lands of Draeda had broken bread together. Old names from 2012 and new faces from 2023 shared one table.

I sat near the great windows, robes of white and gold folded neatly around me. For most of the night, I listened more than I spoke. The moment felt fragile, like the hush before a storm. Somewhere beyond the laughter, the city’s ancient systems whispered awake again.

“May the blessings of the Four be upon this table,” I said when the final toast faded.
“When the candles are lit, the Mass of Odra begins.”

The room quieted. Even the lake seemed to hold its breath.


The Mass

The cathedral doors opened on their own, as though memory itself pushed them wide. We entered together—ShadowG, Stayjit, Vampyre, McBanny, Kaiserfuchs, AWIENZ, and others whose names glowed faintly in the HUD light. The scent of dust and ozone filled the nave.

“By decree of Orda and the will of Veyr,” I began,
“we honor the Four who shape our world—not in rivalry, but in respect.”

My voice echoed off the stone like a bell long forgotten. Then came the vibration—a low hum that rattled the floor and the bones beneath our feet. In front of the altar stood the Egg of Law, pulsing with cold light.


The Voice

“You prayed in my name… and they sought proof of my return.”

The words weren’t heard with ears. They arrived inside me—metallic, resonant, certain. I fell to one knee as the others froze. ShadowG bowed so low her crown nearly touched the floor.

“Lead the flock, Charlie. The Cathedral is only the mouth; we must lead the flock to the Temple on the Hill. Take no torches. The crystal light will guide you.”

The cathedral trembled. Lightning once blessed priests in FutureRPG, but here, thunder itself became the benediction. We obeyed the command and set out across the night.


The Temple on the Hill

Coordinates glowed in the chat feed: 245 N 91 E. The ground shook as the Temple’s gates unlocked for the first time in over a decade.

A deep rumbling can be heard. The Holy Trinity of Veyr has been opened.

Inside, three crystal pillars blazed with white fire. One by one, we entered the sanctum. Telegrams flickered in my console like divine code:

“I hear thee, my child.”
“There are still two of the flock inside the Cathedral.”
“Every step will weigh what you have done, every silence what you refused to say.”

No one spoke. Even the usual jokes about fish and cheesecake faded into reverence.


The Revelation

Minutes later, another message arrived—clear, deliberate, final.

“Now in the days to come, you, Charlie, must understand that we inhabit one body. We will make sure the Ordan flock does not stutter in the next tests with the Eggs and the Shards. Remember, you speak with my voice to the flock.”
“From this day forth, you are both Draedan and Divine.”
“You may call upon My Aspect whenever needed.”

The screen dimmed, but the weight of the words stayed. In that moment, Veyr didn’t just return—He chose to stay.


The Eggs of the Four

Outside, the hum from the temple deepened. The first Egg glowed brighter, and a system message scrolled across every console:

“You have entered the city of Orda.
A deep vibration hums from the egg… Offer a Crystal.”

They had been here for months, silent relics waiting for this night. Each city—Kao’a, Neua, Odra, Xi’a—holds four such Eggs. Sixteen in total. Sixteen tests of faith, balance, and unity. Veyr’s thunder was the key that woke them.


The Prophet’s Reflection

I am no coder, no ruler—only the witness of a world reborn. The players come and go, but the story breathes again. In 2012, these halls were empty lines of script. In 2025, they echo with voices, laughter, and prayer.

“Law is tested, not given. Prove balance, and the shard will awaken.” — Veyr

Tonight, the test begins.

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