I collapse looking up to see the spell yet again. She took something from me. She took it. My hands are shaking, everything is cold yet again. I start coughing trying not to throw up. I killed a version of myself. I killed them, ripped their jaw off clawed their face in. My eye got ripped out by them. Frozen singer, or as cassie told me, chained first human god, she took something from me. And I don't even know what it is. I feel its loss like a whole in my mind. I watched her do it. She manipulated me and everyone around me.... someone is hunting those with lineages? That person is so dangerous that she's worried about them.
[Ascended! Your trial is over.]
I finally fall, collapsing on the ground. I curl up. It hurts. It hurts so much and its hurts for so long. How long has it been since I've acknowledged, truly acknowledged, the pain? I just want to sleep.
[A lone figure found themself within a eye of the storm of time. Yet against all odds they escaped with the help of a priest of the nightmare spell and a radiant being of light. The priest died in the storm leaving the two her ship. The two traveled to the last human city teaming up with the last sybil. The team went and faced repeating time destroying it, becoming allies with two nomads. Together they killed corrupted versions of themselves. They went to a city stopped in time teaming up with two of its knights to take down two more. Finally they went to the city of corruption on the way the lone figure killed the last corrupted version of them and one of the nomads gave birth. All together they kill the first seeker. You have freed the tomb of its corruption.]
Something is missing. Its missing, its missing, its missing. I... can't... I don't know what's missing.
[You have slain....]
I curl up. I can't deal with this. The idea that something is so wrong yet I don't know what it is...maybe everyone else would know. They didn't have anything taken from them after all.
[You have learned something that is only the start of the thread.]
[Your achievements are remarkable!]
[Final appraisal: excellent.]
Its talking about singer. About what she did... why didn't the spell talk about what's missing. Did she do it? Did she cause it? I can't deal with this, i don't want to. Why did she do that. Who was she talking about? And why?
[The forth Seal is broken.]
[Awakening dormant powers…]
I feel myself change, heal, get stronger, faster, all that. My cores seem to get colder as it happens. The lingering pain from everything is washed away, yet it leaves stains. I slowly sit up as something deeper changes, making me more connected to the dream realm.
[Awakening Aspect Ability.]
[Aspect Ability acquired.]
[...Aspect Ability Name: The first of death.]
I stare at my own hands, everything is off. And I know it, will everyone else? How can I explain it to them? That singer took something... maybe once a conceptual level. Maybe a part of my fate... why.... why do I know what a string of fate should look like?
[Your Attribute has evolved.]
The one i binded. Nothing of note.
[Your Ascension is complete.]
[Wake up, ■■■■.]
[Your nightmare is over!]
I find myself under the ground in a room that has already turned to rubble. I look around. I stand up slowly, then i reach down taking a piece of it. Without much effort it breaks in my hand. I look up ice slowly extending and growing on the ruins higher and higher until it gets to the ground. I turn to ice and I disappear, reappearing on the surface. Its what unrelenting storm did and its a simple concept.
My head snaps to a strong feeling of corruption, it affects me less but it still feels quite bad. I summon my gear and I fly over. On my way i see... a massive gate? Behind it is what I assume to be bastion. I land on the walls. I land next to a long figure in a flowing red cape and a set of enchanted metal armor. He looks me up and down then looks back at the mass of flesh. His expression is one of someone who really does not care about much of anything. I hadn't been able to see the great titan when the gate opened in my panic but this time I can. Its a lot like the first seeker and just as if not more dangerous.
I flick a few pieces of ice forwards and from the ground a person forms. A incredibly beautiful man in a soft silken robe. The only real odd thing is that he is completely made of ice, even his clothes. He catches the ice, looks back at me then says something, no sound comes from it. Then I nod out to the gate guardian. He looks out and puts a hand on his chest like he's offended to even be asked to get close to the thing. He then sighs then starts flying to go help with it. I turn my head to the city trying my hardest to block out the corruption from the thing. I snap
"There. That one. Its skin walker."
I point to a 'scared' looking civilian who's close to the end of the long group of people going into the gate. The man next to me turns his head, anvil of valor I'm sure. Truly nobody else could care this little about almost everything
"How do you know?"
"A attribute of mine."
My shoulder briefly knocks against his. I then jump from the walls ill deal with it then. Even if anvil doesn't believe me on this. Why would I care for the feelings of a dead man?
A few days after that I arrive back in my 'home' in NQSC. I put in the code, open the door and.... its all wrong. No no no. I... I don't want to deal with more of this. The kitchen is just fine. Wouldn't be if I lived mostly alone. One of the rooms is filled with black clothes that I wouldn't wear. It has a hidden basement, and more then one sleeping pod. Its all wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong. Something is missing and nobody will listen to me, they all just keep repeating themselves. I stop my hand from destroying anything. Instead I pull put three of the dolls I took from the dark tower. I may not be the best with plans, but with the great clans and the government up my ass about joining one of them I will have to have one.