The Seed of Destruction

LORE ENTRY

The Seeds of Destruction began appearing across Midgard generations before the Great Reckoning, long before anyone understood their purpose. Scholars, priests, and rulers argued over their meaning, yet no prophecy or divine record could explain their existence. They remained silent and inert, ominous monuments whose presence unsettled the world without revealing its fate.

When the Great Reckoning finally began, the Seeds awakened. They revealed themselves as instruments of the Watchers, serving as anchors through which divine judgment could be enacted within the mortal realm. From each activated Seed, the Watchers birthed vast armies of celestial abominations—beings that mortals would later come to call the Spawn of Destruction. Through these Seeds, the Watchers hastened the unmaking of Midgard, turning them into the engines of the world’s end.

MECHANIC PROFILE

NATURE

• Vast, monolithic relics planted across Midgard generations before the Great Reckoning. Their purpose was hidden until the day of judgment, when they revealed themselves as anchors through which the Watchers could enact the unmaking of the world. Each Seed is less an object than a wound — a fixed point where divine judgment is allowed to bleed into mortal ground.

SIGNS

• Appearance: A vast, flawless sphere etched with intricate divine symbols, fixed immovably upon the ground. Its pale surface glows faintly, as though lit from within by a hidden power, and the shifting carvings hint at a purpose beyond mortal grasp.

• State: Most known Seeds awoke during the Reckoning, releasing their armies and falling silent thereafter — inert but never truly safe. Whether undiscovered Seeds still lie dormant across Midgard is unknown.

RULES

• Watcher-Bound: A Seed is a tool of the Watchers and answers only to them. No mortal hand can wake or command one.

• Permanent Anchor: Once activated, a Seed remains a breach in mortal law — touched by something the world was never meant to hold.

CONSEQUENCES

• Spawn of Destruction: From each awakened Seed pours forth a procession of false saints — women robed in funereal white, their faces gentle, their hands transformed into instruments of slaughter. The Watchers fashioned them in the image of mercy, and gave them only the will to kill.