Thrum…

Thrumm………

THRRUUUUMMMMM………

“The Oracle’s tower is pulsing! Everyone, take cover!”

“What’s going on!!!!”

“RUN!!!!!”

FWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

That night everyone blacked out. The pulses before the wave hit let everyone attempt to reach safety, so no one died as a result of the magical surge from things like fire and drowning.

“Whoopsies. Looks like my spell had a little bit of spillage. Stupid silver, looks like it was completely soaked in magic and had nowhere else to go. Shit. But, hmmmmm…. This silver is different, did bombarding it with so much magic in a short amount of times fundamentally alter its properties…”

…

“Hmmm, I’ll look at this later, I guess… That huge soul and magic wave must’ve triggered the magical abilities of a large part of the population… Hmmm, that’s alright, and also intrigues me… But before all of this, it seems my adorable assistant has gotten knocked out, and seems she needs a bath I guess I should -”

“Oh, look at that. She’s awake, darn… Buuut, it looks like she can only glare at me! Yay~”

“Don’t worry my precious disciple, your soul must be in turmoil and has lost control of your body temporarily. Congrats! You have a strong soul! My hard work and dedication to teaching you has helped you out! Also, as you are my disciple, I can give you special service! I’ll slowly wash you up and massage your body so that your soul can get even stronger and grow from this encounter!”

“Hup, here we go! To the baths!”

[Noooooooooooooooooo!]

— POV Taeya —

This is it. This is my final gambit. If this doesn’t work, I don’t know what will. Ever since the day, dad, that you saved me and taught me what happiness was, I’ve had a new feeling of life, and what a family means to me. My two brothers, though unusual, also miss you dearly. We’ve learned to talk to each other, and have tried to find ways to help you grow and heal. What Livily has told me what happened, I’m still amazed that you’re holding together. Especially after what I learned from the other people like me have taught me.

I don’t know if I can ever forgive her for what she did, but at the same time, there is no way I can hate her. I love her as a close friend now. She did save you, as much as she could, but I still have this burning anger inside. This world is cruel and unfair, yet you were my shining star.

I still remember the first time I felt magic, actual MAGIC! Inside of me. It was amazing! I could feel the raw energy running through my veins! And I could FEEL the life around me, as if I was finally part of the whole. It was wonderful. Ever since then, I’ve felt a close connection to every fiber in my being, and the flow of magic through it. Every movement I make influences the magic inside of me - it can hinder or help a spell I’m casting, making it much weaker or stronger. Only recently was I able to harness this ability, I hope it can help you wake up dad.

This afternoon when the sun was at its highest, we collected blood form the rest of the High Elves and added our prayers and spells of healing and growth. Hopefully, with bowl full of now sacred blood, and the spell I’ll cast at the midnight hour, you can come back to us.

Please dad, don’t leave.

— POV Mathias —

I’m back. I still can’t move, but my status screen looks more stable now.

I don’t feel like slipping away anymore either. I feel more solid. But I also feel like I have no energy. Strange, this must be what half-death is. I can’t wakeup, but neither can I go to sleep.

…

Ah, I see now. There’s an extra row on my status screen that has two new entries.

[Sage Grass Broken Sage Tree]: Energy required: 0/100

[Soul] - [Soul Parts]: 11/12 [Soul Power]: [1]/100

Lots of weird stuff showing up. Let’s see… Looks like [Sage Grass] is what I could have evolved into if I didn’t need the ability to heal my soul… Revealed due to [Plant Sage+] class and [Boundless]. Wait, this is really weird… The definition for both Sage Grass and Broken Sage Tree are the exact same… Except that the Broken Sage Tree says it is a modified version of Sage Grass. With nothing different…

I wonder…

Should I try to fix this? Should I try to change this? Both have the ability for soul improvement and mental agility…

…

I can’t trust those bastards! Shit! Of course I can’t trust them! I need to stay as grass! Trying to trick me once again, to try to get me killed quickly, eh? It’s not going to work! You can’t restrict or restrain me, I need to live! I need to be able to protect my family that it took so long to find again! But, I can’t stay angry really, it’s weird… Like I’m missing something…

But this does give me a good idea. Since I’m just a seed now, I can create an indestructable husk of power around my main body now. I can’t sit around and hope that distractions or the like can save me. I need defenses so tough that not even a dragon can harm my body. Regeneration so quick that any damage will be healed as it is being done. For that, I need to master the ability to produce and manipulate mana…

The pieces are coming together… I just need to somehow get over my current hurdle…

My [Soul]…

[Soul Parts] makes sense, I’m missing a part of my soul. But what does that entail?

[Soul Parts]: Missing part of soul cannot be regenerated or recovered from. The only way to fix this flaw is to find and recombine the lost portion of your soul. Will lose (n2/(3*x2)) = .23% of your soul power per day.

…

So that’s why my soul power is so low. I’ve been leaking it ever since my injury.

[Soul Power]: Soul stability. 100 is full stability. Over 100 is unstable, below 100 is unstable. Both have high chances of fissioning. If soul power reaches 0, soul will have a 100% chance of fissioning. *Currently locked at 1/100 with 0% of fissioning by a mysterious power.

Wow, I was really close to dying a little while ago…

Sigh…

I think I’ve run out of thinking energy…

Didn’t that being… Mother?… Say that she would fix me up? Or give me chance or something? Where is it?

— POV Dharl —

Finally, finally! I’ve made it far enough away by ingraining myself into this child. Stupid animals. Just bags of blood and nutrients so that I can grow, grow, and GROW!

I’ll show me… taking all the good stuff, leaving me to deal with the pain and pleasure and RAGE for so many days, weeks, YEARS! It’s all blended into one feeling now, a blissful pain!

I’ll show everyone-Now that I’ve found this amazing power, blood magic from that loony mage, and those strange flames. He-he, I bet I don’t even know what I’ve taken… It was all mine anyways. I researched it, I learned to control it. I’ll do what I should have done a long time ago… Who needs to peacefully coexist!? No one!

No one can hurt me when they are all under my control! No one can take what is important to me! I was delusional. I was weak. But now, I am strong.

This stupid child doesn’t have a strong talent in magic, so I’ve made him into a hulking brute. A true combination of plant life and flesh. I have acidic and poisonous boils on the outside, I keep his brain in a constant state of being high, and can directly manipulate his motivations by slightly shocking his brain. I’m not stationary anymore. I’ve manipulated his genes to grow more limbs to truly allow movement anywhere. I don’t even need light anymore, which has allowed me to finally build this-

…

I’ve been having this thought…

I/He has the High elves, and I know he will be trying to bring me back, to try to have me rejoin our body. But I don’t need it anymore. I have this new body. Perfection. Combination of flesh and plant. And I’m not stuck in any one place anymore!

But those elves…

Numbers can overpower even the greatest of beings…

But this thought…

I feel like my power also is pleased about my thought…

He has High Elves…

But I!

I can have Dark Elves. The enemy of the light, the beings that revel in pain and blood. A race that can understand who I am. What I am. I will be their God, a God that they fear and worship. And in return, I will teach them. Teach them the wonderous ways on how to mix pain and pleasure, how to take from others what you lack.

I have finally built a magic array that mimics how I created Taeya…

I still love her as a child. I’ll let her live. I did create her…

But I don’t owe anyone else. I will live my life, and make sure it stays safe.

But since I can’t draw energy from the earth anymore, as I’ve become part of this humanoid monster, I’ve had to look elsewhere.

What better way to bring forth new members of my Dark Elf race then by using the pain and suffering of others!? The blood of those who have magical skill, and the tortured screams of their families. This would take a lot of effort to make them feel pain and pleasure as I’ve had, but I’ve found this amazing little spider down here in the caves. Their toxin touches the nerves just right. The perfect crescendo to my masterpiece!

I feel I have to do this tonight! I have to hurry… I can bring forth the repressed hatred and dark feelings in the elves, and have them evolve and come join me!

Yes, it is time! The power, it flows in me! The pleasure!!!!!

— POV Taeya —

And finally, the last movement!

THRUUUUM

“Ahk, my soul, my magic… I feel so sleepy…”

— POV Livily —

I’ve stayed on the outskirts of the valley to see what will happen.

It was amazing!

Her dancing resonated with the magic, making it far stronger than before! And all of the spells we cast on the small bllod sacrifice we poured onto Mathias was also activated at the same time!

It looks like she collapsed at the end, but I can tell she is fine. She’s strong.

A white beacon rose above them both, shining into the night!

And it looks like another light is coming form the East! It feels similar, but different! But it feels… spiritual, and mighty! Who or what is sending this at this time!

The two powers are melding together… There’s a golden cloud hanging above Mathias…

Wow… Beautiful!

But something is weird… There’s a small portion that is darkening and disappearing. Hmmm, it must be because he is so injured, that some of the magic is getting destroyed. But now golden droplets are falling on his frail form.

Please wakeup… Please.

— POV Dharl —

Yes, hahahaha! It’s working! I can feel a separate power helping me! A black cloud is hanging above me, giving me the needed energy to do this. Black raindrops fall on me in the middle of the blood pool, landing onthe brow of the child elf in my arms.

Young child, just as he has Taeya, I will have you, young Tanari. Tanari of the Dark elves, be born as their Queen and as my, your God’s, first child!