《Fallen Kingdom》Life goes on, slipping through your grasp, until one seizes it (7)
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Fame came out of the tent that served as a temporary shelter as they rebuild the village, leaving the ice mage tied to her bed. Fame hands went through the motions as if she was removing a pair of gloves before noticing catching herself as she tried to dispose of it. “So, what do you think?” Fame said, ignoring yet another habit she doesn’t know the origins of.
“...honestly I don’t know, I don’t feel any compulsion to do anything or hear you tell me to do anything. If we are embedded with a directive, then it’s clearly broken. But I have no comment on the metal pod that housed us…”
“.........”
“...”
“I’m going to sleep now, have fun playing with those children of yours,(it was a pain in the butt to keep them alive in the first place), don’t call me unless you’re live’s in danger.”
“Wait what?!?!?!!!!! I was hoping you could…” Name exclaimed but it was too late, she was in control of her body again and Fame is gone.
“Help...me...train…” and Name trailed off.
“Darn it AHHHHHHHHH Idiot! Idiot! Wake up, you Moron!!!” Name shouted stomping the ground but no response. “NNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!” Name stomped over to the broken well again and sat on it and summoned her book and started her routine of writing.
Day 13- I finally was able to contact the other person inside me!!! If I’m going to call myself Name, then, I will name her Fame. Fame to be, well I don’t know how to describe her other than commanding and demanding. Maybe more will be revealed when we talk more! The village was a wreck and we weren’t sure if we are going to able to live as Fame basically crammed our lung with really compressed and cold air. I didn’t know air could turn liquid, well, ‘Knowledge’ says it does but this is the first time I’ve seen it with my own two eyes that I remember, so I’ll count it as something new I learned. Another thing I’ve learned is our blood is silver in color, I want to gather some but they were gone by the time I woke up. There was also a faint smell I can’t put my finger on. Fame just immediately got up and picked up the ice mage. She grabbed the ice mage’s staff and used it as a crutch, slowly and wordlessly making her way towards the village as I watched her control my body in silence. It seems like she has a better grasp of what my body can do than I have! Isn’t that embarrassing? Then again, it’s not like she’s an outsider as she also uses this body. Funny how disassociated I am from my own body. I was really hoping she would help me get a better handle on my abilities… Anyways, the village. There is multiple iceberg sized pieces of ice, well, at least as big as the part that pokes out of the surface of the water, not to mention that the ground is frozen solid for who knows how long, and the entire village is buried under the several feet of snow, ice, and water. Needless to say, there is a lot to do as we can’t plant anything near here, and the houses need to be rebuilt. None of the villagers are buried though and they are moving now. Though looking at the remains, either they or someone else dug them out. That’s all from me!
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Name closed the book and stored it.
Sitting there watching the villagers while propping her head up.
Nobody bothered to fix the well as the water is still frozen.
Day 14- Still no response from Fame as of it. I tried to do the same fire magic thing she did when fighting ice mage but the most I can do consistently is a spark, anymore, the results are...inconsistent. The villagers have managed to locate wood, and are sending people over to start chopping them down. And the ice, large chunks of it are evaporating into thin air as if they don’t exist in the first place. And if I close my eyes and just try to feel for it, I can sense a pressure that is quickly fading though there are still a long ways to go before it is completely gone. Seeing those ice are the results of the mage’s magic, I have come to the conclusion that the pressure I feel whenever I close my eyes is magic… That explains the lanterns then.
Name looked up from her book, not sure what else to write this afternoon, and soon closed the book. The villagers were able to retrieve their food stores, form under the ice. Name took a look at one of the giant ice chunks and touched it. “I really wished I understood more about magic, no, me in general”
“Alright, head towards the pod we came out from.”
“AHHCK!!”
“Hrm? What’s wrong?”
“Sorry, just startled me” Named sighed. “(right after I wrote you won’t respond)*Ahem* Why?”
“Just want to check on something.”
“Hrmmmmm?” Name put on a smug face “Why should I?”
“Sigh, I’ll tell you what I am able to put to words. BUT! Even I don’t know how to explain how I am doing this, I just do it, it’s like I lost all the knowledge but the muscle memory is still there. IF, you are the original owner of the body, your inability to use your own body’s capabilities is highly suspicious.”
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“...”
“No matter, the answer should reveal itself soon enough, as long as continue to look for them, they should be amounts the ruins of the ‘glorious empire’ as that ice mage puts it.”
“...”
“...”
“Want me to drive for you?”
“No, I’m perfectly fine at operating my own body thank you.”
“Then show me, I’ll try my best to guide you.”
Name took a deep breath and held it.
“NNNNNNNNNNNNNG!!!!”
“...What are you doing?”
“Trying to do hair color changing thing you did in that fight.”
“...Uhg, Don’t get ahead of yourself, just start with mastering basic enhancement, you should have figured that out, right?”
“Oh yeah, right.” Name took a deep breath again and took her mark.
Pushing off the ground, she accelerated, moving at high speed.
“Arggh, no, top speed what is that? One, you aren’t even moving anywhere near the max speed, and two, you aren’t even moving in the right direction, you came from that way, the opposite direction.”
Oops.
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