The Endless Star Golem
The ancient looked over his life work, the smithy a lifelong companion. Embers slowly die down now deep ruby red cherries twinkling within the forge. Old gnarled hands place weathered and worn tools down for the final time. The anvil beaten from centuries of use finally at peace having won the battle.
Dipping twin hands like knotted tree roots into the charcoal the wizard set to work. One last incantation to finish it. With painstaking care one hundredth blistered fingers run runes along the tools, runes of life, intelligence, strength and skill.
Rare ingredients are used to stoke the furnace, the king of Ents heart is placed within. The coals licking spring to life consuming the thousand year old oak. The red dragon Kur'ud's scales are poured in, the flames roaring creating a flame seen from miles around. Eye red tiger's eye found within the first volcano are crushed and snorted, the old man's eyes flicker with borrowed time. Finally the comet platinum coffin containing the ash of the last star vampire lord is lowered within the the flames.
The nearly hollow wizard steps into the furnace, lying down within the coffin. As the inferno melts all within, the runes start to glow. Covering every colour and hue they shine brighter and brighter blinding any who would have watched. All energy seems to surge into a singular spot before shooting upwards, a thousand foot tall beam pierces the heavens above.
Star glittering smoke rises from the forge, and with it a figure. A metallic masterpiece, body clad in the cold heavens above. Stepping out of the platinum pool, flexing metal muscle and surveying the scene around itself, the golem steps out into the world.
The forge encoded with the caster's imprint flickers off. Conserving energy until it will need to create another star god to walk the land.
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