Editing Magical Realm Cyoa/Megalodonia (section)

==Artifact:Mount Megalodon==

Mount Megalodon is a massive 50 km tall artificially created pitch black mountain, it goes by many names throughout the eons; Crown of the True King, Fang of Ouroboros, The Black summit, The Bleeding Edge, The Onyx Infinity. The mountain itself is surrounded by thousands of smaller mountain ranges and ridges, three gigantic cloud halos each one larger than the last, ring around its immense peak in ascending order as it points upward to the celestial sky, while its base extends deep into the malevolent abyss, imprisoning the Cosmic Horror in its non-Euclidean pocket dimension. The mountain grows taller by a few inches every year.

It is hypothesized in some scholarly circles, that Mount Megalodon is composed entirely of the solidified rest form of raw kinesionic energy, however all magical and technological attempts to probe its composition has returned no data and registered no signals or stimulus. The only way to extract shard specimens is by a cutting hand imbued with a great deal of kinesionic energy possessed only by grand masters.

No other form of magic or technology can affect the Mountain's composition, its shards appear to be virtually immutable and indestructible, surviving the inner core of a star, passing through a singularity without a dent, scratch or splintering and without any loss of momentum. 

To assist in its purpose as an Eldritch Prison, hundreds of thousands of ancient runes and scriptures are carved into the mountain’s base, by hand, fist and fingertip. Blood stains, cracked bones and viscera degraded and dissolved off long ago, coat these wards as dust and ashen residues, evoking desperation, cries for help and frantic prayers for salvation as the entire world sought to devour the ancient Megalodonian civilization and people.

Billions of hands etched away into the cruel rock and cliff face so hundreds of thousands more can be saved, surviving to build a brighter future. The magical aura and fields generated by these runes are incredibly powerful and their magical properties work reliably without fail, powered by the pure essence of hope, sheer willpower itself and the blood of innocents dying to cruel tragic fates. 

The mountain's mysterious composition has incredible properties on its own right, tainted water and poisoned food is instantly purified as it touches its base, magic and advance technology ceases to function as they come in contact with the mystical aura that enshrouds its imposing presence, only muscle magic can be channeled in the mountain’s proximity and only those noble and virtuous intent can tread its treacherous cliffs and craggy steps, a barrier impends all other trespassers.

Passing Muscle Wizard disciples, patrolling mountain guardians and excavating archaeologists alike swear they can hear feint murmurs of sobbing children and monotone prayers carried to their ears by winds brushing against the worn chiseled intricate grooves of these mystical symbols.

According to old Megalodonian lore, Megalodon is steeped with so much mystical energy, the peak acts as a conduit igniting the muscle magic spark in whoever is worthy of climbing to its highest reach. When the latent muscle magic potential is awakened in an aspiring muscle wizard, he or she gains true enlightenment from the sacred trinity of mind, body and spirit. For a brief moment, the disciple glimpses into muscle nirvana; the liberation of worldly frailties and achieving clarity and understanding in all the virtues of the mountain as raw kinesionic energy is breathed in and weaved out of his or her body. When the disciple climbs down, he is wiser, nobler with a renewed sense of resolve for chivalry, righteousness, and honor bound purpose.

Since the days of triumph when the cosmic horror was finally subdued under the mountain, the greatest muscle wizard grand masters of every successor generation has been buried in its vast underground caverns, their muscle magic essence leaving behind their now dusting corpses, sieving upward to its peak through ore veins and grooved water channels, accumulating into a massive matrix reservoir of kinesionic energy.

Muscle Wizard disciples and civilians who received some training in the muscle magic art, generally have their cremated remains scattered around the mountain base or etched into runic symbols to further empower the wards, enchantments and auras that continue to keep the Cosmic Horror at bay.