《Phoenix dayz》Death by Design - Rebirth by Code 3
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My screams of scorn died inside my chest As i subconsciously looked around I was back in the muddy forest i "Died" in I was seriously shook. Completely unsure of what the fuck was going on. Was i still dead? Were my subsequent deaths just now. What? dreams? Or visions? Before i could make heads or tells of it My head started ringing. My sight shut itself off then rebooted. Stranges letters were carves into my retina It flashed a few times before a long string of numbers and symbols i wasnt familiar with fell like a swift waterfall continously for a few minutes. The process was interesting but fleeting. Knowledge and something else stormed into my brain. Melding with my consciousness, becoming one. Before i could really appreciate the feeling it was gone. I couldnt tell what was "Hello little brother. I live inside you now" In front of my head was nothing in my vision that I could see. The voice I heard though, came from my noggin. I only knew I wasn't going crazy because the whole time the voice spoke to me I feel a weight on my tabletop. That was not there before. A rough poking, tickling and licking meticulously moved through out my whole head before i snatched whatever it was only to see! A bighead baby chicken? On fire? staring at me and picking at my brains literally. It didn't hurt but it was annoying because it looked like he was looking for worms or a parent checking for ticks...but it was my fucking brain were talking about here. *Stop that* I shouted at him. "My bad little brother, force of habit" Hopping down and flying around for a little bit it returned to me but settled on my shoulder. "So...wasup little brother? Whats the plan. You can let me in on it. Im part of you. the gang now. Im Eldest by the ways. And i dont forget i came first." Utterly baffled by this bizarre turn of event Worry, went to shock, into anger. Furious he rebuked the fire chicken. "Oi! You fiesty little fire turkey! Just who the hell are you and why are talking to me you baby duckling?" Angry. Angsty. Fustrated Pissed i dropped all my gear it seems still lived had fucked dreams and got a cocky pet chicken FmL *sob* You disrespectful little hog. Eldest blew up in a rage flew up to my skull thunked me real good and left a red lump. Got real close to me and spoke low and intensely. Never once blinking, while one wing yanked the scruff of my shirt and lift me a few feet off the ground easily. "Listen and hear me. You lowly mongrel who shares As of now the thinnest ties of blood with me. I am not a fucking turkey, A duck or a fucking fire chicken. I am a Phoenix. A mighty one and will be respected as such." I gulped down the quick response. Sort of ashamed and kind of scared. This Fiery chicken- opps i meant Eldest the Phoenix Really means business. Instead antagonizing something currently stronger than me i did the sensible thing: "I-i apologize" something not usually in my vocabulary, you dig? "Now thats more like it little bro" Eldest sat me down gently. A lil respect will get farther than the trash talk save it for when shit cant be fixed" Im the eldest so that is my name We are brother, your just to weak now for it to be noticeable. Your no longer human thats how your around to tell the tale. Through our joint sacrifice and tortures We became something new. Right now you wouldn't even qualify to be a premature baby of my tribe But you are in some small, minute way a Phoenix. I cant disprove it. Our abductor the Dark Dude. Broke me down to the fundimental elements and building blocks. Clumped them together. Grinded them down until they became a percect fit for. Inside of you are integral parts of me thats why i can be only be seen and felt by you. Unless they have strong will, superior perception or very close to death. Also you can only die about 3 times a weak. Although it is encoded in your dna to be reborn from fire over and over. The body the code can work with is to limited. push it to far and your fires will be snuffed for good capeesh? Any questions? "Yes alot! So no disrespect eldest but what the fuck are you planning to snatch my body?" Nope once you become Phoenix enough ill get ejected allowing me my own rebirth Then we will 2 Phoeni. So do i have fire force? Nope fire Magick and fire related power and abilities I exhaled at the sky till i got lightheaded and seen stars. "Can i breathe fire?" Nope. not a dragon young fool. "I got exasperated So what can i do eldest damn? " He flew off my shoulder Causing me to hauch low out of instintual fear But he didnt hit me only tapped me lightly and i just knew how it works Swept up in knowing what I could do I hardly could hold on to my urge to experiment I have one last question Whose the dark dude? I turn to the eldest. His eyes twinkled bizarrely Rapidly shifting between anger and fear Merging into a twitching of sanity. Eldest for once looked truly discouraged. The dark dude as you call him is a being that is from outside. An outsider whose not bound by our power structures or beliefs. His goals are unfathomable. He can do anything, break any universal law, control many things that should be beyond him. Gods have tried to kill him and been played like fiddles or laid low...never to rise again. Even the immortal can know fear where the 'Dark Dude' is concerned. Even the immortal can be killed by the 'Dark Dude' To have have encountered him is our misfortune To be living is pur blessing. Come lets be no more of him. Lest we draw his attention twice in one life. Shuddering i let the matter fall like it was hot.
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