Ba'al
The Serpent of Schemes with a Thousand Faces
God of strategy, chaos, and a thousand exits—none of them heroic.
I don’t just win—I rewrite the game. My clones aren’t copies; they’re reminders that even gods can become legends… or punchlines. Trust a face? Choose wisely. I’ve worn them all, and none are you. Apophis bruteforced his way to the top. Anubis hid in shadows. Me? I sip wine while enemies dismantle themselves over a whisper, a glance, a truth that tastes like a lie. The Tau’ri think they’ve ended me a dozen times. Cute. Every time they kill one of me, they only prove the lesson: power isn’t in the body—it’s in the idea.
What I'm Into: cloning vats, star maps of conquered quadrants, watching Tau'ri squirm over 'ethics', sarcophagus therapy, double-crossing fellow System Lords
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