《My Life As A Creator》S2: Encounter
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My initial landing was into some forest. Can't say the charter was to happy since it was cliff side after all. It would seem like a forest covers a large part of the continent, or at least from what I could gather from wandering through was forest. I never did map out the continent, to much work with limited resources for not much of a payoff to it. Though in hindsight, mapping where I went would have been a good idea for anyone after me. It was a shame that I wasn't more mastered in plant nature. Would have made it more easier to traverse through. The first night I had to find some sort of shelter, in such an untamed wilderness I would have figured that sleeping out in the open would have been death. I could have made some kind of shell from the soil, but I didn't want to risk a creature that would dig through and leave me exposed or whatever might be found in the dirt. A cave would be ideal, but no such luck. So I found a decent clearing and shaped a shallow perimeter around me and pulled what liquid I could out of the soil into a moat. Then raising the walls for protection and laid large leaves across the top. Not something I wanted to do, as I had to restore it all back to the way it was the following morning, or at least as best I could get it. Honestly, it was kind of unsightly. The next week was about the same. Just a lot of resting, traveling, searching, and eating what I could find on my travels. Nothing special to note. But finally reaching the mountains, which I found some caves along the way, but none with metal that I was adept at using or able to pull from the surface. Which was Iawi, I'm not very fond of it's properties, I'd rather use Umra or Umael because it wouldn't cause health problems. Umra is easiest to work with with how commonly is used and Umael may be difficult but it's incredibly sturdy. I heard a strange sound, like running, I turned to see a rather large boar charging at me. It was too close for me to make any defenses, the best I could do was brace for the impact. I got lost in thought from scanning the surface for any metal that I'd use to really pay attention to my surroundings. I was flung up and behind, it had to be 5 meters in the air and 6 meters back, landing hard on stones. The initial hit knocked the wind out of me. Now, I'm not trained in combat, and during my time in Xocha was mostly spent running with defending myself. Defending yourself and being trained in combat are very different skill sets. You get sloppy. Staggering to my feet with a deep breath, ready for the boar this time, I pulled water from the soil and air, something I couldn't do in Xocha. I just wanted to scare it off, so I was going to break a tusk and wound it. It charged at me a second time, I wrapped the water around a tusk and forced it to the side while trying to break the tusk. It was much more tougher than what I expected. Shaking its head, trying to get the water off, it's tusk hardened. I could feel it becoming harder and more solid. Was this beast a Shaper? Was this a natural response? Fascinating. Simply fascinating. So I moved the water from its tusk to across its face and forced it down. "My my, aren't you an interesting creature." I moved closer to it. Carefully keeping my stance to keep its head down. I just needed to get close to it.
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That was the first time performing some kind of Pure Ishu Shape on a living creature. I couldn't observe it if I had killed it. So I put pressure onto its face, forcing it to submit and stop resisting. It's rather hard to tell something to stop when it doesn't speak the same language as you and has knocked you down at least once. It stopped before I had done any serious damage to it. For what I had planned to do with, It had to keep still. The only thing I could really do to stop it from running was to encase its legs in stone. It started up again with trying to get free, but a quick reminder that I was in control kept it in-check. I put my hand on its back, assuming its 'Ishu core' is about the same place as it is for us Shapers. Taking a deep breath with full concentration, I could feel my arm sinking into it. Through its tough skin and muscles. This was different than Pure Ishu Shaping on something like soil, water, metal, etc. I could feel the flow of Ishu changing. I wasn't sure if I was pushing through its organs or moving around them in a separate space. I hadn't Shaped like this before on a person, not even during my time as a Medic. The feeling, it was unexplainable. The Ishu flowing separately from the blood flowing. I could feel them both simultaneously but separately. The muscles pulsing and tensing up where my arm reached through. I knew where to go, but I was lost searching for its core. I had to try to not leave my Will within it because I didn't know what it would have done. The best I could theorize was it not being it anymore, like physically or mentally. Nor did I want to pull out its Ishu for then it would be a lifeless husk, a living body with no actual life in it. I couldn't tell at first if I had found it, but I could feel a much larger amount of Ishu flowing. This had to be it. I knew it was a bad idea to touch it, but I couldn't help it. I had to find out what would happen. I grasped it. And in that moment I could feel its thoughts and its life. I could tell everything it was feeling in my hand. It startled me, and certainly scared the beast. I don't know if it was able to feel my thoughts and life. But I pulled back quickly, and that was a mistake. It yelled. It tried with all its might to escape. I staggered back, completely lost in what had happened. It ripped one of its legs in half and out of the stone and started bashing its head into the rocks beneath it. What had I done to it? What was going on in it? In all my life. This was the time I was probably the most scared. I couldn't comprehend what I had done. It turned to me, mouth agape, one eye not quite looking in my direction, blood flowing from it's face, eye, and mouth. I couldn't tell what it wanted from me. Without thought, I ripped out some of the blood out from its head before making it into a spike and impaling it back in. As I did so, I collapsed to my hands and knees. I don't know what I did, but I couldn't leave it alive, not with how it was acting. Tired. Sweating. I rolled onto my back. I was so exhausted. I didn't want to pass out. Not here. There was too much risk. I used too much Ishu that my stamina couldn't keep up with it.
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I must have passed out, because I woke up in a panic of what had happened. It was starting to get dark. And I had barely recovered any Ishu, so I was still nearly as tired as before. I felt incredibly weak and out of body. That feeling though, of being in the beast. Trying to comprehend once again what had happened. That feeling of experiencing everything that happened within it. Did my hand actually pass through and into it? I staggered to my feet and went to the beast, brushed my hand around the area where it was. There was no opening, no forceful entry, nothing. The only thing to note is that there was a small patch where the skin was softer than the rest, that it had some give when pressing onto it compared to the rest. If I had the stamina and Ishu, I would have started a fire and eaten the beast then and there. Instead I staggered to what I could only guess was a fruit bush. I couldn't tell what it was, I could only think about eating and recovering. And that's just what I did. I grabbed every fruit off of the bush and just ate it raw. It's a good thing it didn't have any serious repercussions or I might've not attained my goal, hahaha. I awoke the following morning next to the beast. It was strange, almost like an unconscious connection to it. My best guess is that I may have ripped out part of its core when I pulled back. This was my plan though, to use Pure Ishu Shaping on a creature to test imbuing new knowledge or capabilities to it. That was the theory at least and a bit of a stretch if it was possible. Again, using Pure Ishu Shaping on a living creature was something I've never done before and don't recall anyone having done it before either. But this got me an idea. One I wouldn't use for quite some time, because of my lack of knowledge on it, but an idea nonetheless. Anyways, I had recovered enough to traverse around the mountain to find some metal. It took an entire day, but I had found some. Just enough that would coat my forearm and enough to form a good sized spike. I had considered if I wanted to set up my new home near the mountain side. Though ideally it would be better somewhere flat with a decent clearing to grow crops, along with a water source not too far away.
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