In the aftermath of the slaying of the two giants, some interesting things happened. Two men, one with a round blue slime for a head, the other a giant eye, appeared at DankBlazer420's abode. These men claimed to be gods, specifically, the freed spirits of the accursed beasts which Dank had slain.
The two explained to him that there were two pantheons of evil gods holding this land in thrall. The first was the native Terrarian pantheon. These were once-benevolent gods who ruled peacefully over the land, dealing fairly and kindly with the mortals of Terraria. King Slime and the Eye of Cthulu were two such gods. However, long ago, a second pantheon invaded, cursing the Terrarian gods to become monstrous corruptions of their former selves. The Calamitans were as powerful as they were wicked, and in one sweeping manuever they chained the benevolent Terrarian gods to the abominable forms they now held. Killing the cursed forms of the Terrarian gods freed their minds, allowing them to return to their peaceful nature. Unfortunately, the Terrarian gods could not fight alongside Dank, as this would alert the Calamitans to the fact that their curse had been broken. Their assistance would have to come in the form of subterfuge and sabotage, which fortunately they could provide in spades - the Terrarian gods were able to smuggle powerful weapons, armor, and materials into town under the guise of provisioning the dark armies of the Calamitans. They could then sell these goods to Dank and use the gold to keep the Calamitans from growing suspicious. Dank provided them with rooms and began discussions with the gods and the villagers about his next steps. However, before anything more could be done, he would have to begin the construction which had been postponed last night.
For forty days and forty nights our hero labored, sweat pouring from his brow, his lungs choked with sawdust and pulverized rock. Singlehandedly, he constructed a menagerie of beautiful dwellings, their elegance unrivalled by any structure on the whole of the world he had left. In his home base, the heart tree, Dank and 001-ARC constructed the long-heralded storage system, singlehandedly sextupling Dank's ability to hoard everything he touched. In addition to this marvel, he constructed (with some guidance from Maxwell) a network of pylons. From one of these pylons, Dank could travel to any other pylon in the network, so long as it was in an area which had been made safe by either sheer structural integrity (in the corruption) or by armed guards. The villagers were more than willing to disperse across the world in order to protect these pylons, as they knew that the quest of DankBlazer420 would have to become theirs if they wished to become free of the dark forces tainting their homes.
Upon the construction of his new kingdom, a variety of new freeloaders shuffled into town, expecting a home to be built for them like those provided to the rest. Dank, used to it by now, merely shrugged and directed these people to their new homes. He needed them to man the pylons, so this gave even the stupidest of them some purpose. With the ruthless efficiency of a middle-aged lesbian fast-food restaurant manager, Dank dictated their new homes. These would be as follows:
In the heart tree, which was to be Dank's primary base, were Joseph the Merchant, Maxwell the Guide, and 001-ARC the Automaton. They would protect the forest pylon as well as the storage system.
At the very tip of the eastern edge of the world, right in the heart of the sulfurous sea, a tower-fortress was constructed of the native acidwood. Here was the sulfur pylon, protected by Kathryn the Nurse and Barney Calhoun the arms dealer.
In the icy tundra, Dank found a dilapidated shack of boreal wood. He cleared out the snowdrifts which had spilled inside and repaired the walls and ceiling to prevent further invasion of the elements. Next to the repaired cabin, he built a cozy igloo. Nestled between these two buildings was the snow pylon, protected by Trixy the Party Girl and the freed Eye of Cthulhu.
In between a pair of bungalows perched on the breezy shores of the western ocean was the ocean pylon, guarded by Snoot the Nerdy Slime and Flora the Stylist.
In the floating islands of the jungle, an assortment of bamboo and mahogany huts were built, some perched atop the islands and some on the ground below. These were occupied by Jane the Zoologist, Cybil the Dryad, and Chease the Cat, who watched over the jungle pylon.
In the sweltering desert, Mauro the Painter and Abdosir the Dye Trader guarded the desert pylon from their cactus duplex.
Deep in the caverns, at the shrine where our hero had fought off the skeletal hoplites, homes were dug into both the marble of the shrine itself and some nearby mushrooms. Here was the cavern pylon, guarded by the freed King Slime and Norsun the Demolitionist.
Lastly, a fortress was built directly into the side of a hill, deep in the heart of the corruption. This gave our hero a foothold in this accursed land, and since it had been built in such a way that no fell beast could reach it, the corruption pylon went unguarded for now.
At the site of his former shantytown, DankBlazer420 built a mighty vorpal blade stabbing into the born-again virgin soil, letting the world know who was king.
Just as the last brick was placed, the booming voice spoke out again. Dank was beginning to get tired of this voice. The unseen speaker shouted "A GOBLIN ARMY IS APPROACHING FROM THE EAST!". After preparing his defenses, sharpening his weapons, and herding the villagers back into their safehouses, Dank brandished his mace and prepared for battle. As he soon found out, however, the goblins were as ineffectual in combat as they were stupid, and he had slaughtered a hundred of them without breaking a sweat. The goblin army fled as quickly as it came, swearing vengeance. Dank paid no heed to these threats. He had seen far worse at Khe Sanh, and he knew for damn sure that these hapless goblins were no Viet Cong.
As our hero strode across his new dominion, finally able to rest after weeks of labor, he set his mind to his next steps. He knit his brow in concentration, thinking of what lay ahead. Resting against a tree, he reached up and plucked a fruit from a low-hanging limb. He decided to save it for later, but, as soon as he'd placed it into his pocket, he turned totally and instantly into a beautiful pink-haired woman.
Dank looked down at himself in disbelief. He felt a strange sense of contentment come across him, as though this was who he had always been.....
He threw the fruit down into a cave, reassuming his true jacked natural form. There was no time for distractions on the path he was now walking. DankBlazer420's newfound questions about himself would have to be answered later, preferably after making hot nasty love to his wife and watching the Masters on his cable television set.