Walking into the tavern, I was greeted by many leering faces of some of the toughest men and orcs in all of the Westlands.

A large human-orc stops in his tracks as he approached me and forgets what he was going to say, as he catches a glance of the magic pulsating behind my eyes.

"Hey, this bar is for mercenaries only buddy. You have any licensing papers or a contract?"

"Yeh, that I do." I pull the papers from my coat and put them on the table.

He looks them over and then at me. "Sir... this is a heavy order, do you have the coin for this kind of thing? You'll need a small army for this."

The scurring of giant spiders can be heard outside and it spooks the men for a moment. We all walk out and see the pile of gems foraged by spider miners.

"This is a drop in the river of my kingdoms riches." I tell them.

"Which kingdom is that?"

"The Forest."

They whisper to one another, "...that mean you're a druid?"

"That I am."

They all burst out laughing. "He wants us to fight against the Arbcol slaver industry!" The man that looked at the papers says, before rolling into more laughter.

"How in the world would you think that is even plausible? I mean, what can a Druid actually do?"

"I just need five men, they get this pile and many piles after this... anyone willing?"

"You've got to show us what you can actually do first, we're not fighting no army with six men."

"Ok."

A moment later, Giant Spiders with saddles appear from the forest. "Jump on and don't forget the harness" I tell them.

Five men look at the gems and then at the spiders, taking a moment to think it through. "Alright Druid, let's see this."

They jump on the spiders and harness themselves on, and we immediately jump into the nights sky.

"God damn it Druid! Damn magic bastards!" A man screams as he's flying through the air on a spider. "If I wasn't a greedy bastard, I swear...!"

We land and jump a few times, and land on the top of a mountain. A group of goblins catch eyes with me and give me an honorary salute before scurrying back into the mountain's mine.

"Did those goblins just salute you?!"

"They exist, solely because of me."

They all look at each other confused.

"Come here and look at this" I tell them. I conjure a Spriggan Seed in my hands. It's the size of a melon and radiates a light with alternating colors.

They gasp and I let it float into the air.

"Look" I point at a slaver encampment that has one the forest's magical deer in a locked cage.

The seed glides through the air silently as the men in the encampment submit to folly and drink, casually poking the cage containing the magical deer.

My recruits are watching with sweaty palms and racing hearts, I can tell this seed was a nighttime fable to them until now.

The seed lands gently and it pulses into the ground with rapidly growing roots. Roots spiral from the ground, and a glowing red ball is sucked from the ground into the center of the roots, forming into lovely Spriggans.

"They're a deadly mess of roots protecting it's magical source of life energy. They are living extensions of the planet, doing it's bidding. Just as powerful as sorcerers and invulnerable to everything, they are unstoppable to normal men..."

They watch the Spriggans grow in size until the roots build a dome around the encampment. Vines fill the entire dome and entrap all of the men. A single vine arm jiggles the lock loose on the cage and let's the magical deer free.

The magical deer is seen running out of a tunnel of vines in the dome, that closes behind it. Thousands of Giant Spiders converge on the vine dome and feast on the bounty provided. The men inside scream in agony as they're being pierced by spiked vines from every angle and eaten by spiders.

"That's not going to do much against Imperial Sorcerer's, Druid. They'd cut right through that dung heap. Got anything to deal with them?"

"Yeah, you men are the key."

I open the land below us to construct a portal to the planet's sacred temple, a large blue colored whirlpool of magical energy.

"What the..." one of the men remarks.

"Jump in. You'll be rich for life and you'll be granted the powers of a Druid."

I pressure their minds with my magic and I enchant their clothing to feel the hunger for power. They all agree and jump in wholeheartedly.

Inside was the Temple of Death.

The planet forced all of it's own dark magic into a otherworldly temple to conceal it away and to encase it within a holy temple impenetrable to Dark Sorcerer's.

Golden Griffins with powers beyond the worldly, rule the realm. The men are frozen in absolute terror as the Griffins peer into their souls, revolutionizing their spirit with the righteous mission of nature's wrath.

All that consisted of these men's mind's find oblivion and they become living extensions of the force of nature.

They become as spiritually aware as demigods and look at me in confirmation that they've been put on the Holy Path, with eyes glowing white.

We all nod with our eyes glowing white and I open the sacred door to death. Large columns of stone rush open to reveal a black hole of endless darkness.

One by one we go through.

With our spirits claimed in the light and with an edict from nature, we became invulnerable wisps of energy in the endless dark void of death, rushing faster than light towards life.

We began to pulse together, quickly picking out our planet from the entire cosmos and seeding ourselves there.

Roots sprout in the forests of the Westlands.

Flesh and blood slowly cover those roots, and the magic of the forest bind it all to form reincarnated forms of our bodies.

"Alright" I crack my neck, "you've been deputized."

"Gawwwwwdamn, I don't know when I signed up for that!" A man yells. "But gaaaaaadamn, do I feel good!"

He turns into a bear and yells into the night, causing a thunderstorm. He turns back and laughs loudly, causing a small earthquake. He breathes in and out, and a breeze whispers quickly throughout the land.

"Getting the hang of it?" He nods.

We all tune in to each other telepathically, become water vapor and float as clouds towards the Arbcol region.

"He y'all, you thinking that "riches" are kind of pointless at this point?"

"Oh yeh, for sure"

"Yup."

"I was just thinking that". I chuckle a little at the amateur thoughts.

The Abrcol regions wall is seen and their sorcerer's immediately assemble into positions, as they sense the magical energy in the clouds.

Thousands of fireballs along the wall shoot into the air and turn into dragons, which shoot magic energy into the clouds.

We turn the clouds pitch black and bring down an endless barrage of lightning bolts onto the wall, causing the sorcerer's to encase themselves in a magic shield and to take flight.

A lightning hawk spawns from the magical lightning in the air and assumes the will of nature immediately, attaching itself to the magical shields of the midflight sorcerer's and dismantling them, allowing lightning to shoot them to the ground.

A smaller group of sorcerer's shoot through the air from over the horizon and land in the area. The lightning hawk pulsates electricity throughout the entire battlefield, but it's completely ineffective to these fancy dressed sorcerer's.

"Is that you, Gaia?!"

The lightning hawk slowly ceases, the storms settle and we manifest ourselves to the sorcerer's.

"Fresh recruits?! Gaia!? These are newborns!" The sorcerer in all red laughs. He throws ancient sigil magic signs into the air with a twitch of the wrist, but it's met with a fiery explosion of elemental magic he didn't anticipate and stammers out of the way.

"What's the move then, Gaia?! One unstoppable force comes against another unstoppable force?! We'll never stop!"

The night sky behind them fills with Superior Sorcerer's, capable of bending reality with power equal to nature itself, rising against the natural powers that make magic possible.

"If we must stand against God, we will!"

The ground breathes angrily. The thunder rolls from every stretch of the planet and is a thousand times deeper than normal. An earthquake can be felt around the world.

Abruptly, a mountain exploded, sending lava and goblins strapped with explosives through the air. The lava accumulated into a Lava Atronach, which stood as tall as a mountain and spawned an endless amount of Fire Atronachs from it's body. The goblins landed and ran towards the fight.

That same moment geysers erupted, sending steam to create a cloud sized Steam Atronach, which spawned countless amounts of Water Atronachs.

The winds rushed in progressively into a Tornado Atronach, which spawned countless amounts of Air Atronachs.

And the ground turned, bringing up huge boulders and mounds of dirt, forming a countless amount of Ground Atronachs.

The entire planet took a deep breath, the elemental atronachs flowed right into formation, we flowed right to the front and we transformed into elementals in animal form.

As the planet breathed out, all of the winds, all of the waters, all of the land, all of the atronachs and all of the goblins strapped with explosives, whirlwinded behind us as we speared into the sorcerer's city sized formation.

At the very moment of impact, the Sorcerer King appeared and the battlefield froze completely in time.

"Gaia, you bitch! Where are ya?!"

Magically glowing vines that completely defy the time stasis of the Sorcerer King, unravel into a circle that opens up a portal.

Out walks the Goddess Gaia. Behind her a rushing flow of growing and eternally prospering flora. Her beauty so profound it would destroy the brain of a mortal mind.

"You fool!" She screams, "do you have any idea how many laws you've broken?! Do you know what tampering with natural law does?! You idiot! You imp! Mankind has been a mistake... you foolish idiot..."

"What did I do? Make man a God, is that so bad?"

"Yes, you idiot...you corrupted the universe..."