Zuntîram

Titan of Earth Zuntîram

*History*
Zuntîram is an ancient god formed from the worship of xenos who's tied very deeply to his homeworld. He's been in slumber for thousands of years, which has kept him hidden from the daemonic and is how he's survived despite the deaths of all his followers. While Zuntîram's inseparable tie to his planet means he can't leave it, it also means that the only way to kill him is by destroying his physical planet.

*Appearance*
Zuntîram is normally one with his planet, but when he needs to, he rises fully formed from the earth, appearing as a giant, powerfully-built humanoid warrior made of stone, metal, and gem.

*Demeanor*
Zuntîram is normally very stoic. He is slow in movement, but not slow *to* movement, steadily and unhesitatingly doing what he thinks needs to be done as soon as he thinks it, and taking neither too little nor too much time to think on issues. Furthermore, while he's slow to any given emotion, his capacity for emotion is by no means limited and being highly emotional affects him on a physical level. For example, while his normal bodily movements may be sluggish, if his fury is stoked to its maximum he begins moving with all the proportional speed of a human. However, when stoked to such high emotions, his power bleed and vulnerability to being changed by his worshippers skyrocket.

*Powers*
As the God of the Earth, Zuntîram has power over stone, metal, gems, earth, and magma. His power over the latter allows him to charge parts of his body with divine heat, letting them cause massive damage. He is naturally incredibly resistant to damage of all types. Due to his strong connection to his world, Zuntîram's home field advantage is much more potent than that of other gods, giving him immense physical power. As the god of his world, he can also shape it as if it were a divine world (which it isn't), and is capable of mass geographic shifting to combat enemies.

Zuntîram can make physical divine servitors, but it takes him years to complete even one of them and the process cannot be rushed.

*Woken by Daybreak*
Zuntîram's world is an unremarkable one, rich in minerals but too far out of the way from Imperial warp lanes to have been worth colonising. It only gained importance because shifting warp routes eventually made it so that its solar system became a bottleneck between two regions of space, one of which the Kingdom of Bel-Caerel occupied. Noting its strategic location, Ilfeliare decided to colonise it and make it into a fortress world, both to protect Bel-Caerel and to act as a staging ground for future expansion. Unfortunately, a local Chaos polity also saw the planet and valued it for pretty much the same reasons, and began making moves to take the planet for themselves. A war began and over the years it escalated to the point where the leaders of both polities touched down on the planet in the hopes of breaking the stalemate.

After some time, the enemy Daemon Prince, the leader of the Chaos polity, managed to thwart his enemy and successfully summoned a powerful Bloodthirster of Khorne. This Bloodthirster had been circling the battleground in the Warp for some time now, and was why Karzarot could not make his presence in the battle felt, for if he entered the local Warp space he would be destroyed by the daemon. Now, with the Bloodthirster summoned, there was little hope for victory. Ilfeliare could defeat it, but its strength was such that her odds of victory were merely small despite her power. With no other choice, she flared to her maximum level of power, took her wargear to 100% performance, and prepared to engage the daemon in mortal combat. (At range, with a gun, and flying to maintain distance, like a sensible person.)

The noise from the war was heard by the slumbering god of the world, but it wasn't the first time he heard that kind of rumbling in his sleep and this alone would not have broken his sleep, but there was another factor at play: Ilfeliare. The deity's flaring power shone brightly and to the god it was like the dawn sun's rays hitting his eyes. This was a new thing that the god thought should not have been possible, and with the war's rumbling already stirring some wakefulness in the earth god, Zuntîram at last awoke.

When he emerged fully formed from the ground, he saw two armies. The first, an army of humans with a human god at its head. The second, opposing it, an army of Chaos humans with a Daemon Prince at its head and a Bloodthirster recently summoned. Zuntîram is a god who is slow to anger, the same as he's slow to many emotions, but his hatred of Chaos was truly exceptional, to the point where it took just a scant few seconds for him to reach the full depths of his fury and attack the Bloodthirster.

The battle was a thing of legends. The Bloodthirster's hate was as fire, uncontrollable and wild, while Zuntîram's was as red-hot metal, focused and restrained, preventing the Bloodthirster from bathing in the aura of its heat. Every one of Zuntîram's blows sent the Bloodthirster reeling and caused the earth itself to fissure and crack, killing many of the Chaos forces and disrupting more. The master of melee combat got hits in with its greataxe, but they did little, drawing only small amounts of near-solid blazing white magma in the stead of blood. Eventually, the Bloodthirster fell broken on the ground and was close to being banished from the battle, so thorough was the Divine Smackdown, but Zuntîram did not simply hit it and banish it. With his left hand he grabbed the daemon by the throat, and then with his right hand prepared for a truly devastating blow. As the fist was coiled it radiated more and more divine energy as Zuntîram infused it with the powers of metal, stone, and magma, and by the time it reached its apex it was a bonafide weapon of mass destruction in the shape of a fist.

And then it struck, the sheer concentration of divine energy banishing the daemon for 888 years and wiping out swathes of the opposing force.

During this time, Ilfeliare's armies had been rather efficiently tearing into the armies of Chaos, distracted and disrupted as they were by the battle between god and daemon, and ended with not only a full victory for Bel-Caerel but the capture of the enemy Daemon Prince with god-designed warp technology. With neither army nor leader, the enemy polity was effectively ended as a threat. After the battle, the two gods spoke and in the end, several things were settled. First, the Daemon Prince would be sealed far beneath the surface of the planet, where the god held power and where none other could access. Second, the god would join Ilfeliare's pantheon as a subordinate. In exchange, she would reroute refugees to the planet to settle the world and worship the Titan of Earth.

*The World Today*
Zuntîram's world in the present day is an extremely well-defended Fortress World, the likes of which few are seen in terms of sheer defensive strength thanks to its technology and its god, who assisted in the construction of its non-technological defences and acts as a powerful combatant in his own right.