《Dungeon and Stars》CH 13 The First of Many
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Well, I’ve been able to complete the fortieth layer compression, after talking to the system until I began to no longer understand the words that were running around in my head.
I remembered a whole lifetime this time.
I was a human male. I stood above others heads in my tribe by half a head. I grew up and died in that tribe never meeting anyone from outside our the tribe. As a child, I caught the vermin that stole from use and added it to our food supply. Once I was of age I took the trial for adulthood.
I left the tribe with a fur from our matriarch and spear from our patriarch. I left for my great hunt with the expectation that I had to bring the most fearsome of beasts home as my trophy. I was away from my tribe for many moons killing many beasts for my meals, but viewing each of them as insignificant for the trophy I was to bring home.
So I continued my hunt. Going farther and farther from my tribe as I walked toward the greater light. I walked and walked only breaking to hunt, eat, and sleep. I walked through the skies tears, I walked through the greater lights dominations, I even walked through some white fields of sand in the light of the lesser light. I pushed through loneliness, visions of the tribe in disaster, and even the hands in the sands. I fought many a beast from horn hoppers to lone glimmer jackals. I hid from the sky terrors in all their forms.
I continued until I met the beast that would be my prey. A terror in a form similar to that of man. It had tan fur covering its body as well as an aura that only a terror can carry. Its head was elongated in much the same way as the glimmer jackals yet with large protruding canines. It appeared to have no eyes while its ears were sharp and stood up as if reaching to the sky. The terror had four claws on each hand, each one had blood dripping off of there tips. The terror’s legs were bent in the way of the beasts with the bend towards their back.
At the terrors, clawed feet laid an abnormally large quilled hair bush. The beast had most of its body torn to shreds as it and the area around it was painted in shades of red, pink, and grey. The terror, on the other hand, had only a few of the beasts quills stuck into its skin.
This was the beast I chose to make my trophy.
I stalked after it for the rest of the day, watching for any apparent weaknesses that I could exploit. I saw none but remained undaunted, and as twilight began to set upon the land I attacked.
I tried my best to creep as close the terror as I could but I was still a few meters away when it turned towards me with indifference apparent in its eyes. I had not made a sound nor could I have conceived that it knew what I was doing the entire time. It rose itself before me and let out a lame roar.
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At that moment I knew it cared not for my existence. I was so enraged by that fact that I attacked the terror with abandon. I thrust my spear at it with all my might aiming to kill it in a single strike.
I didn’t even land a single hit on the terror.
All that happened was I thrust forward fully committing to the attack. Only for the spear tip to be pushed away as a searing pain erupted from my core.
In my moments before death, I saw shades of pink, red, and grey. They were my bits and pieces of that were housed inside myself. I caught a glimpse of my legs a fair distance away. Then I saw terrors maw close around my head.
Then there was nothing.
That was the tale of my first life, brutal and unforgiving. Where only the strong survive, but not only the physically strong but the intellectually strong ones. The ones who knew their limits and were able to use their strength to overcome the beasts when they had to, but never chose to fight them without a purpose.
I look at these memories with fondness as I can clearly pull up any conversation or experience I had with that life. And at the same time, I realize that on my trial I had slain many beasts that would have been very worthy trophies for my coming of age. But through my brashness and desire for glory, I denied myself of those things and sought out a monster for my trophy. I chose to fight an unwinnable battle, for that is what it was unless I was able to have a miracle against a crippled monster. So caught up in the dream of glory and honor I didn’t take the time to weigh the value of my life.
And because of that blunder, I perished in the wilds with nothing to my name.
I still dream of glory, of being revered and loved by those around me. For what is life without trials and glory. But now I know to be wary of my actions and weigh them in my mind before I act.
By recalling this life I have come to know more of my character, of who I am and what I should strive for.
It’s a shame though that I can not recall any names from that life. I remember the people their behaviors and the conversations we had, but their names seem to elude my recollection.
Besides learning about my past life I also gained insight on the other powers that control the universe. There are the laws of physics which are the plain or resting state of laws that affect the universe. Physics is the standard set of rules that the universe uses to dictate how and why things happen the way they do when there are no other powers used. The ability to manipulate those laws is through psy-sense’s. They develop their power through repetitive use. But it can be very dangerous for those who use it, as there is only a slight headache when their limit is reached that has the risk of causing damage to their vital organs. And when they ignore the warning signs their power doesn't stop working like it would for many of the other powers of the universe but causes there overused power to lash out, this generally results in the immediate implosion of the user's brain and heart. This causes those with the talent in this field to be wary of even attempting learning how to use their power.
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There is also aura, the power made from within. Aura can be developed through Refinement of both there body and organs. It’s used to amplify organic process and allows for the body to perform extreme feets. It can be used for healing and strengthening with fewer risks than mana, since it uses the body's natural processes and energy instead of the foreign and less stable power that comes from mana.
Now mana, I’ve come to learn does not truly originate from one's body, but from the universe itself. It is all around us and moves as it pleases, but every being has the ability to harness a portion of that and imbue there will onto it. But to harness this mana they must reach their consciousness out and gather it, this can happen obviously to the person in a much safer manner. Or they can actively seek out and gather mana by meditating. But for a being to grow there inherent mana pools they have to do Distillations with their mana and slowly grow their mana cores. As mana is used by beings it goes into an uncharged state where it floats around and collects more energy from the universe until it can be harnessed again by a different being.
Now there is also another greater energy in control of the universe. This one is called Dieva and is the power that originates from the Rings of Divinity. The power comes from a person's relation to a deity or the subject of one of the Rings. This power is the most confusing to develop as it is all dependent on the knowledge they have on the subject they are bound to as well as the favor they hold with the deities of their related ring. They can specialize with a single deity of a Ring but that makes them fall into a very confined range of uses for their power. When they develop their power they have to meditate until they can commune with the ring there bound to. This doesn't happen often as the Rings of Divinity generally don’t care much for the desires of man and only interact when they get bored or have a task for the mortals to do. But the mortals that can use their power almost have no limit in what they can use their power for. But at the same time, the power they hold can also be stripped from them at any moment and is very set in what an individual can do based on the Ring they are bound to.
Each of these powers are a part of the life force of the universe as it flows around acting like the blood of the universe. There is the firm power of Physics, the individualized power of Aura, the ethereal power of Mana, and then there is the power of subjects, Dieva. They are the powers that can be controlled and are in a constant flow as they beckon to the wills of all sorts of mortal beings.
I believe that there are other powers at play as well, that remains out of reach to mortals. There are soul streams and systems that don’t quite know how to talk right…
But those are just things that I hypothesize about. Since I haven’t been able to recall anything that broaches into the topic.
With this new knowledge I’ve gained I’ve been able to understand a bit more about my circulations. I appear to be using mana Distillation as well as aure Refinement at the same time when I’m doing my rotations. I am moving my bodies inner power much like other beings do for there aura Refinement. But at the same time, I know distinctly that the energy that I’m manipulating is mana. And while I am doing some mana Distillation it isn't the same as I am moving the mana throughout my entire being instead of in a centralized core.
I’m not sure exactly what these circulations are doing to me but I know they are allowing me to grow in power. I also gained some insight into the actual techniques used to improve someone's inherent power. I’m going to try the aura users technique of improvement by trying to reinforce my body with aura…
Basically, I’m going to try to see if I have any aura. If I do then I’m going to use it to help in my development. If all that I discover is that I’m using mana instead then I’ll know that I don’t have an aptitude for aura and will just focus on the mana developmental techniques. And after I test that for a while I’ll see if it worked any better. If it doesn't then I’ll keep doing circulations based on instincts.
Now time to find my Aura…
First, I'll reach into myself and search for a growing foreign energy…
Ok, I think I’ve finally found something. Now I just need to pull it out and feel it whit…
“Hypothesis found. Answering the previous question…”
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