Well that's just silly. Fashion myself a humanoid avatar out of some of this spare soulpaste I have lying around and use that to take the Total Annihilation Dagger and just cut out whatever barrier's impeding my progress.
[6] Crafting a humanoid vessel out of the Soulpaste you've acquired, you insert the smallest portion of your soul and use it to wield the knife,
tearing the veil between realms asunder. The way is opened.Unfortunately, due to your rustiness in regards to having a bipedal humanoid form, the Dagger slips from your grasp and falls into the void between worlds. Wherever shall it go... ( Earth, it's going back to Earth. )
Stealthy teleport to whatever demonic realm Job came from is time to steal a soul back
[5] You home in on Job's spectral signature, and teleporting in you find...an office building. Going up to the receptionist, you ask if where the receiving souls are kept.
"Sorry sweetie" says the horrible cyclopean thing with a perm hair and glasses. "That's for employees only."
You plead your case, making your best puppy dog eyes.
"Aw shucks, your story breaks my heart. As long as you don't take nothing, you can check out the souls in that room there."
A door materialises to your left.
"NO ONE INTERRUPTS MY COFFEE BREAK."
Draw all the power back from Set and into the coffee shop, restoring it and making even grander.
[4] vs [2+1] Your magic power is great, and Set, despite his godly stature, is still reeling from having newly reacquired his powers. You manage to draw about half his power back, reducing him to the realm of mere Potent magic users, as opposed to the More potent/Very Potent/Omnipotent scale of Gods.
Utilising this hefty surplus of power, [6] you rejuvenate the Coffee shop, and honestly the redecorating leaves your own magical reserves a little tuckered out. Not a good state when you have a pissed off Egyptian god in the area...
GROAN WEARILY AND FINISH MY BOOZY COFFEE, THEN SET UP SOME OF THE BOOTHS IN THE COFFEESHOP AS A MEDBAY/TRIAGE CENTRE FOR CAUSALITIES OF THE HURRICANE OUTSIDE
HECK IF I'M DOING ANY GROSS DOCTOR WORK MYSELF, THOUGH - JUST SUMMON UP A CUBIC BUTTLOAD OF MEDICAL SUPPLIES ALONG WITH THOSE HELPFUL PARAMEDICS FROM EARLIER, LEAVE 'EM TO IT
[3] You try and get your shit together to create a relief effort, but drinking the booze coffee leaves you tuckered out. At most you get a few booths cleared, you'll get around to it later.
Leave the pets with instructions to overthrow the humans, and set up a flying castle fortress on Phobos
[6] You order your loving pets to create a new world order for themselves, and fly up to the moon of Mars and successfully create a levitating castle fortress. In your excitement, you forget to add breathable air.
Whoops. [1] Your legion of pets try and overcome the villagers, but are mostly just killed by the hurricane. Oh well.
Glass is right...
I use the power of Set to take command of all the cats and dogs in the neighborhood. Then I begin summoning Ra.
[5] Set goes along with your plan, and all the remaining cats and dogs are yours ( technically his ). It's just a few dozen left at this point though.
[6] You summon Ra, only to realise that the summoning process is MUCH easier this time around and Ra, in his full form, appears. You try and ask him to obey and he only looks at you. "Why, exactly?"
I am gonna sacrifice some people for a satanic-like ritual to get my dagger back
[2] You can't find any people to sacrifice that aren't already injured from the hurricane, or fleeing for their lives away from anyone who looks remotely like a magic user.
[6] Suddenly, something falls from the sky and stabs you in the foot!
...It's the Dagger. Of Annihilation. Stuck in your foot. Be very, very carefully not to roll a [1] next turn.
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