[Mass Dominion]

You dictate the very essence of mass and its distribution with effortless command. A single grain of sand can be imbued with the crushing compressive weight of a towering mountain, pressing down with inexorable force; a ornate rune-plate, heavy with enchantments, can be lightened to the delicate buoyancy of a drifting feather.

These alterations obey no rigid conservation laws of physics, bending reality to your will, but they remain confined to realms of solidity and mass.

By skillfully shifting mass, you can bring mighty fortifications tumbling by overwhelming their critical load-bearing points with sudden, unbearable strain; render defensive bastions airborne by subtly altering local center-of-mass relationships, sending them adrift like leaves in a gale; or pin down formidable foes beneath layers of unbearable local weight that crushes the breath from their lungs.

[Foundation Lock]

Seal any object, grand construct, or living being firmly to the First Ground with an unbreakable decree. Anchored entities find themselves utterly immobilized, unable to be teleported through shimmering portals, phased into ethereal states, duplicated by arcane replication, or relocated by clever spatial trickery, their position eternally bound to the structural lattice you have chosen with deliberate intent.

To displace a foundation-locked thing demands that you personally release it from your grasp, or that another force wielding equal authority over the same intricate lattice actively overrides your unyielding hold, a clash of wills that shakes the very ground.

[Core Compression]

Condense raw solidity into potent, concentrated geocores: Dense, nodal masses that hoard structural integrity like treasures buried deep within the earth, rather than harboring volatile elemental energy that crackles and surges.

A single geocore serves as an immovable anchor that roots itself against the fiercest storms, an unstoppable impact mass that hurtles with devastating momentum, or a steadfast stabilizer capable of bracing collapsing spaces against inevitable structural failure, holding the fabric of reality together with quiet strength.

These cores embody Terra in its most compact form: rendered impossible to fracture by any ordinary means, whether blunt force or subtle erosion, and fully capable of anchoring entire sprawling constructs or vast locales with the reliability of ancient mountains.

[Subduction Fell]

Open a localized subduction zone with a mere gesture: the ground beneath a chosen target splits apart like a yawning chasm, dragging inward along precisely engineered pressure vectors that pull with relentless, increasing force.

Those unfortunate enough to be caught within experience an exponential surge in compressive forces that squeeze like a vice, total immobilization from the overwhelming mass pressure that pins limbs and crushes resolve, and complete severance from any escape method reliant on displacing or reconfiguring surrounding solidity.

When the subduction finally closes with a thunderous seal, it leaves behind no gaping void or trace of disturbance, only a faint seam of utterly collapsed continuity, smooth and unyielding as if the earth had never parted.

[Strata Walk]

Dissolve your form into fine particulate of true earth. Granules infused with primordial cohesion that shimmer faintly and traverse vast distances by reforming seamlessly within any compatible solidity that echoes the ancient lattice.

You may step into solid bedrock in one distant location, sinking like sand through cracks, and re-emerge from similar bedrock elsewhere, as long as the underlying lattice retains the memory of the First Ground, bridging realms in silent strides.

Your scattered motes can linger for brief moments to erect impromptu defensive bulwarks that rise like earthen walls, or converge with explosive force into a crushing rain of hardened debris, yet they steadfastly remain pure manifestations of unyielding solidity, devoid of other elemental flair.

[Judgment of Gravitas]

Issue a profound structural verdict that reshapes the very weight of destiny itself. Targets subjected to Gravitas discover their future burdens increased or alleviated in stark, literal structural terms. Fortunes buckling under the added gravitational load like overstrained beams, prophecies failing as the substratum meant to support them crumbles away, hereditary privileges losing their once-solid physical anchors in a cascade of collapse.

This power weaves a rewiring of what can endure in the world, manifesting as immediate, tangible material consequences that alter the course of events with the inexorable pull of gravity's judgment. [Locked]

[Lithos Halo]

Summon a majestic halo of condensed continental fragments that encircle your form in a slow, orbiting dance: satellites forged from tectonic mass, jagged plates and shard-moons bound into a radiant ring that pulses with latent power.

The halo extends and amplifies your Terra authority across its encompassing radius, stabilizing or rigorously enforcing the structural laws you declare with unwavering precision, absorbing temporal shudders that seek to unmake sturdy edifices, hardening attempts to render solidity intangible into mere ordinary rock that crumbles underfoot. [Locked]

[Worldforge: Terra Throne]

Create an expansive domain where every intricate rule of solidity bends solely to your command, a realm reshaped in your image. Within this sacred space, load-bearing vectors twist at your whim, shear strengths adjust to your specifications, and compressive thresholds rise or fall like tides under your influence.

You can halt tectonic motion in its tracks with a frozen stillness, reverse its flow to undo landscapes layer by layer, or accelerate it into frenzy to remake vast terrains as functional architecture that serves your strategic vision. This transcends simple battlefield dominance, it is the profound rewriting of how structure itself behaves within a defined, sovereign realm. [Locked]

[Primebed Origin]

Touch the primordial first accretion of solidity that once formed the universe's unyielding skeleton, a core essence buried in the depths of time. With it, you may revive collapsed realms by laying down new, true foundations that pulse with life, anchor wayward drifting planes back into coherent geometric harmony, or petrify a crumbling timeline into immutable bedrock that stands eternal against decay.

But the ancient custodians of that Origin, colossal entities woven from pure cohesion, predating the very concept of causality guard it with jealous vigilance; they stir from their slumber to rigorously test any bold soul who dares to lay claim to the Primebed's sacred power. [Locked]

[Golem Edict]

Upon meeting your demise, your form gracefully crumbles into layers of sacred strata, a momentary subsidence that heralds an inevitable revival from the depths. From that resilient foundation, you may rebuild yourself anew, emerging stronger and reformed, though each such reformation calls forth archaic earth-spirits long lost in the primordial First Forge, their spectral remnants awakening with seething jealousy and unquenchable fury. [Locked]

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