Summary
Devondalevi was a water spirit who appeared when the world was young. He claimed the body of a fish, shark, and then whale and ruled the seas for awhile. However, his reign was cut short when a continent fell from the sky and sent his domain washing over the Okunan desert in a massive tidal wave. Devondalevi’s body rotted in the desert sands, and he and his kin became a source of angry undead spirits. They haunt Okuna to this day.
Devondalevi’s Bones
Devondalevi’s giant whale skeleton can still be found in the center of Okuna’s desert, crawling with undead. The soil around his remains is imbued with slivers of his dormant magic, and thus is a very valuable commodity; however, it is incredibly dangerous to collect due to the undead presence in the area. Some tribes in Okuna have managed to create ritual bowls, jars, and other structures out of clay made with Devondalevi’s bones. This clay has powerful magic properties.
History of Devondalevi
Devondalevi was a tiny, diminutive water spirit from a realm beyond Ilisara. When the world was young and the mystical Veil was torn open, he slipped through. Devondalevi floated on the cold ocean currents. In the skies, the gods battled for supremacy.
Devondalevi’s only friends in those times were two other creatures who spawned from the Veil. The first was Kog’sumoth, a small-but-hungry kraken. The second was Orochi, a powerful hydra carrying a shrine upon his back. Both managed to carve out massive territories beneath the waves. Devondalevi held their favor for many years before he aspired to become as powerful as they were. But what could he do, as a lowly water spirit without corporeal form?
First, Devondalevi tricked a fish into giving up its body, then a shark, and finally a primordial black horned whale. Each of his forms was more powerful than the last. The whale was the largest creature in the seas. Devondalevi reigned supreme. He claimed to be the lord of Ilisara’s oceans.
His success would not last. Devondalevi’s pride was punished when a continent rained from the sky. It crashed into the sea and created a new continent. A tidal wave rose that blotted out the sun, taking with it Devondalevi and all of his aquatic subjects. The ocean spat him out in the newly-formed Okunan desert.
In truth, no premeditated attempts had been made to harm Devondalevi. He and his realm were a casualty of a far greater war — the conflict between Hejong (god of War) and Aeon (god of Time), wherein Hejong uprooted and threw a continent at Aeon. This fragment of knowledge has been lost to time.
Surrounded by the dying carcasses of sea creatures, Devondalevi swore to have vengeance on the gods. With decades of alkaline build-up and the hot sun beating down, his body rotted. Devondalevi’s flesh peeled, and his organs and bones were exposed to the elements. Though his body decayed, his hatred did not. To this day the center of the Okunan Desert is avoided by most. It is a festering ruin inhabited by restless undead spirits.
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