It had been quite some time since she had laid her roots on the soil of this town. But that, in no way meant she was completely out of touch with the coming and going of people from her town. The Goddess had been recently awaken from her slumber and she was very weak, nonetheless this did not stop her from reemerging. The white fog had thickened more than usual, the blanket of haze swirled around on the ground like a tornado, concealing Samael. Inside the fog the God had begun to materialize.
First an arm, and then another one. Other body parts materialized from the fog until at last Samael was complete, the God waved a hand as the surrounding fog dispelled from around its body. A sinister smile wiped across her face, she had not used this form since her collapse, her death so to say. The monsters of the town seem to be more active, more restless now that their creatrix had awakened from her sleep. The God began to take its first steps, she (as it is the form it assumed) inhaled the musky, humid air. She took a moment to her examine her surroundings.
The town had changed since the last time she was here and it had lost its charm ever since. Her home was now derelict, abandoned and shrouded in a thick blanket of haze, it felt more like home than it did years and years ago. Once the God had taken in the new sights of her home she began to make the trip around the town, to explore it, as she sensed the presence of others, Samael seemed pleased at the thought of prisoners and lost souls. Though her body ached from weakness this did not seem to slow her down at all, she lifted up her red robes and resumed her journey through the town.
How good did it feel, to feel the cold concert of the sidewalk underneath the soles of her bare feet though she missed the moist soil more but it was a nice change from it. The God released her robes from her hands, the robe pooled around her feet, she walked carefully with measured steps. Slowly adjusting herself to the body, and to the brand new yet old surroundings, She hummed to herself perhaps an old hymn that her followers sang as they praised her name. Once the deity located the damned souls she set out to seek them out.