Chapter three A.

As I plunged into the frothing sea of chaos, I felt like I was falling. I was buffeted by waves of vertigo. My mind was set like stone, and as soon as I entered the churning chaos, I began to feel my mind pull at the forms of magic that I had decided upon. Deep arcane understanding of the elements blossomed in my mind.

The earth and all of its composite forms. The intricate crystalline matrices of metal. The understanding of fire and reducing it to its base elemental component of energy. The transfer of energy propelling atomic states to higher and lower energy states.

The tender caresses of water and the buffeting gales of wind merged into my being. The deep intricacies of DNA, RNA, and cellular structures. The membranes that made up plants and animals blossomed into a kind of biological sorcery.

Kinetic force, almost in and of itself a fundamental energy of the universe. The potential energy and the transference thereof. Finally, the profound and deep understanding of arcane manna sorcery. The knowledge intricately wove itself in between all of the other understandings I had gathered. Arcane mana sorcery allowed for unseen linkages between each element to form. The possible spells and enchantments that could be created from these connections increased significantly.

The knowledge cemented itself in my mind. I could feel that my time was coming to an end. Within the chaos, I quickly pulled deeply on the last two things I knew that I would need if I was going to arrive on any new planet. Language and writing in all of its wonderful contortions. The knowledge gently caressed every single one of my understandings, expanding my vocabulary and the language processing center of my incorporeal brain.

As I felt the deep mysteries and understandings root themselves in my mind, I felt myself fading. Sleeping. My sense of self darkened, and I felt myself fade into the deep black oblivion of sleep. At the last moment, a strong and powerful force racketed me like a tennis ball. It sent me careening off in a new direction. I heard a soft feminine voice say, “Please help them! They are my daughters of love! Find them, find them. Please help them! I will speak to you soon.”

I blacked out.