Chapter 1
The knight slayed the dragon. It was over in a moment’s time. She could hardly believe how quick the process was. Marcil had been training for years. When she had completed her quest it was both a sigh of relief and a curse. She new her thrilling life would quickly turn to one of boredom as a housewife to some noble. Even the king would not do.
No, Marcil needed adventure. She craved it. It flowed through her veins. Her fathers had raised her on fairy tales of queens and kings. Of adventurers who slayed mummies. Questing was all Marcil knew and desired to know. Marcil pulled a scroll from her pocket a monk had tossed it to her in a tavern a few cities ago over drinks. She had gambled with him for many hours to win that scroll.
On the scroll was written not a spell, but a prophecy. A demon had laid waste to a village some ways off. So, Marcil set off on her next adventure just what waited in store for her? Conquerer
Chapter 2
Marcil knew something tragic would be waiting for her when she arrived in the village from the scroll. Prophecies were never positive, at best they were perhaps a stubbed toe but generally calamity awaits for those who open a prophecy scroll. What stood before Marcil was a village washed away in a flood. The towns people were scattered atop hills as they watched their homes be decimated by a thick black goo.
The goo was none other than lava. After speaking with the man who gazed in horror at the decimated village with her atop the mountain, Marcil learned the villagers had been watching their homes be destroyed for some time now. They were trapped, unable to escape their destruction of their heritage and culture. Three days had elapsed since the volcano had erupted. A prophet foretold the event months in advance. It was hardly a surprise to any among the villagers when it occurred.
The event still struck them just the same. Marcil was devastated, although she had not known a single person among them the devastation in their eyes as they watched their hard work wash away in the liquid flames was more than enough to drive her to help. The volcano god must have been angered to have committed such awful atrocities but by what exactly?
“Young man,” Marcil began, “have any children felt the need to play a trick of late?”
“‘Trick’?” the boy puzzledly asked.
“Volcano gods are extremely short tempered so–.”
“Ah, speak to Jim, his father had an affair with the volcano gods’ wife.”
That would certainly be the cause, Marcil whispered perhaps a little too loudly yet none among her paid this any mind. Their gazes were deeply transfixed to the flames. Thusly, before the nights’ end a god would topple.
Chapter 3
The battle between Marcil and the volcano god had drawn to a close by the next morning.Marcil begun the battle with a large swing of an axe to the god’s ankle. Her hopes were to catch them off guard and it succeeded. The volcano god had not noticed her advances towards him. They managed to evade her first offense yet the tumbled all the same. The god towered over Marcil like a giant to a fly and yet, Marcil’s relentless gouges made quick work of them. Both the volcano god and the village had vanished.
“Citizenry, what happens here fourth rests on your shoulders. I will make my leave now, I have been told outsiders are not considered neither friend or foe.”
The people of the village stood there, lifeless like dolls. Their entire culture had been destroyed. A child, inspired by Marcil’s heroics, walked towards her yet was pulled back by her mother. The girl would one day go on to become the next village elder. Marcil made her exit, there was no reward nor had she expected one. The adventure itself, the thrill and adrenaline that filled her was more than compensation. Marcil pulled out the scroll written on it were new words. The previous sentences had all but vanished.
Chapter 4
A town full of orcs running rampant was a simpler problem to solve than some might think. With quick sword work, Marcil slayed the meter tall monsters and managed a tidy profit collecting their bounties. The scroll’s next instructions had been simple: “start amassing gold coins defeat the orcs in the southern wind village.”
Marcil went to sleep comfortably for the first time in months in an inn. As she layed in bed, Marcil could not help but wonder. What intent could the scroll possibly have unveiling prophecy after prophecy? Moreover what could she possibly have to gain from following the scroll’s words.
Then Marcil had a thought, a most uncommon thought. What if she continued collecting gold coins with the scroll but continued to do so. Then Marcil had a far more frightening thought: she would do it. One country by one, with visions of mania and world domination flooding her mind, Marcil would do it. She would amass enough gold coins to purchase the entire mega-continent of Freil and rule over all.
Chapter 5
The guild was a lively place with a life of its own. People teeming in each and every corner moving about their everyday tasks. Marcil made a beeline for the weaponsmith shop. A shady new employee with greasy, shoulder length hair finished crafting the blade. Marcil had requested a dragonslayer blade for a very particular purpose. The scroll’s next instructions came with directions and a map for a very specific location.
Marcil had next tasked herself with defeating an elemental dragon. When elemental dragons materialized in a particular location they would begin absorbing massive amounts of a whichever element they were. In this case, a water dragon had been causing droughts as it concealed itself in a cave. Farmers had begun to resent the water dragon for causing droughts so bad no crops would grow.
“Your blade, madam?” the shady man asked.
“Excellent, it’s finished.”
“Here are the blue gems you also requested,” the creepy man spoke, opening up the tip of the hilt of the dragon blade.
Three blue gems were inserted into the hilt of the dragon blade. A faint white glow began to emanate from it. Marcil thanked the man and left without another word. Marcil’s next adventure would be no easy task.
Chapter 6
The water dragon god would prove to be a deeply menacing adversary. The greatest issue would be reaching the cavern. The water dragon god drained moisture from the fields and rivers. He hid deep in an underwater cave deep in the lake.
Marcil dropped the blue pearls into the hilt of her dragonslayer blade. The descent to the cavern was simple enough from there. Marcil did a backflip into the lake she descended deeper and deeper as the water parted ways because of the blue pearls. The water dragon god was made quick work of.
That said, it was a menacing adversary, dragon gods were not described as gods for no reason. Dragon gods were menacing creatures capable of massive destruction.Thankfully a meager water dragon god deep beneath the waves could not cause any human casualties. With deep concentration the menacing adversary was split in two.
Chapter 7
The pale brown brick speckled road satisfyingly clacked against my armour. The faded red houses blurred together as I made my way towards the bank of Spire. The straw roofs were tattered, the streets were barren, there were no souls in site. The bank of Spire towered in the distance however I closed the distance with little issue. My ginger red curly hair and freckles stuck out in the desolate streets.
I reached the Bank of Spire several elaborately placed sets of pristine cement stairs spiralled upward into the sky. The Bank of Spire itself rested amongst the clouds. Once I reached the top. I dropped the brown stitched bag of gold coins onto the counter. The bank teller had a noticeable twitch and thick, round glasses. He wore a brown vest and tattered pants. The quivering man swiped bag of gold coins with ease. No words were exchanged. The Bank of Spire watched over all residence of the mega continent. They knew all.
Chapter 8
I stood at the lake’s edge once again, rumours had spread throughout the area of a blue pearl in a cave located nearby. The water dragon god had wreaked havoc on the local population’s water supply. Needless to say they were more than grateful. The issue had continued for decades and few families remained in the once robust farming town. A guide helped me locate the direction of the cave on a map I had memorized from the Library of Trime on my return journey to the lake.
There as a well worm path around the lake. The forest was teeming with plant life. Leaves rustled in the breeze on my journey to the cave. I had begun to panic once I reached the cave’s entrance the cave had hallucinatory gases in it. They were harmless to the system but many had been driven to their deaths with madness once entering the cave. Deeply I breathed in and out I entered the cave. Bizarre visions swirled through my mind. Hours passed.
The images were near maddening. Athin trail of light reflected off the blue pearl The light poured in through a crack in the ceiling. With a simple tap of the blue pearl the madness subsided. I returned to normal. I clutched the blue pearl in my hand. The cave of madness which none had ever escaped had finally been conquered.
Chapter 9
I sat among the cat tails as my line was cast. I had received a rare fishing rod from a family of immortals who had lived in the village for a thousand years. The fishing rod was thanks, the family’s fortune was in tatters from the drought so they were grateful to say the least. The fishing rod was designed to lure mermaids from the sea to the area. Mermaid blood added centuries to a person’s life.
The fishing rod was made from a rare bamboo that excreted a sap which lured mermaids from seas to nearby lakes. The breeze whistled in my ears. The wind was strong that day. The fishing lure bobbed up and down. Hours passed. At last, a mermaid had sunk its teeth into the fishing rod. With all my strength, I pulled and pulled. I fell on my back as the mermaid was swung through the air. I drank the mermaid blood. Two centuries were added to my lifespan.
Chapter 10
I finally reached the canyon of the dead, the cyclops had formed formed from a seed of destruction a wizard had planted centuries ago . An earthquake was caused by seismic waves from the seed of destruction a huge canyon formed as a result. The cyclops purportedly was a thick grey cloud of smoke with peach limbs similar in shape to a human only three times the size. A single eye levitated near the body with bulging red veins red to burst.
The canyon, similar to the cave of the water dragon god, was a place that drove people mad. The red dust from the canyon coated the air which made breathing a slight challenge. The descent to the canyon’s bottom proved difficult with the red dust in my lungs. Thankfully I had trained in ancient techniques which prevented me from any harm. I finally reached the canyon’s lowest point cherry blossoms flurried about and a small savannah had formed where the cyclops had rested. The fight was ever so brief, the cyclops eye was an easy weak spot.
Chapter 11
Marcil’s next adventure would be her biggest challenge yet.The village of orcs had slowly claimed human territory. The orcs had used fairies as invisible cloaks. Humans could not see the fairies so battles were rather one sided. I spent days meditating surrounded by nature in order to become more attuned with the supernatural.
Days passed and the sun rose and fell in the sky. The goddess of light which protected the forest folk from being seen appeared before me. It was a bright autumn afternoon when it happened. Red, yellow, and green leaves swirled about in the wind. The goddess of light emanated a faint glow fairy dust fell to the earth. The goddess of light bles my forehead with a kiss.
A white light blinded my vision and finally, I could see them the fairies and supernatural creatures of the forest. The orcs were defeated in a single afternoon my. My bronze dagger was all that was needed. The entire orc tribe was slaughtered. I claimed my reward at the bank of Spire the following day.
Chapter 12
It was my first foray into the icy tundras to the north, an ice type elemental dragon god was rumoured to be based in the region. Wind and snow whistled as they blurred together. Frost coated my armor. Thankfully the armor kept me warm against the elements. It was given to me on my many travels as a gift from a wizard rumoured to have had true immortality. The wizard had created a spell which used dark magic.
The spell was said to have shattered the entire thick, sturdy stone castle when it was cast. The dark electric energy had surged through the wizards veins which had granted him eternal youth. As I thought back on this tale he told all those years ago while wandering the frosted landscape I could not help but wonder if the dark specks of dust which had trickled from his cloak had not been a trick of the eye as he had assured me.
Chapter 13
I fiddled with the glistening pure white pearl before inserting it into the snow axe’s single slot. I had only one chance. White pearls were expensive and difficult to come across but the shady guild worker assured me that he would be more than willing to provide the experimental ice based magic technology for free so long as I reported the results back to him. Finally, I had reached the ice dragon god’s domain.
Ice dragon gods were tricky foes to topple. Deeply, I concentrated my breathing. In and out, in and out. Inhale exhale, inhale exhale. I leapt through the air and swung my axe into the snow coated earth. The pearl shattered. A light flooded as thin cracks filled the earth. The ice dragon god turned to stone as it became white specks of smoke and dust which flew away in the wind. Where the ice dragon god once stood a pristine white pearl glistened in the snow. The ice dragon god had fallen.
Chapter 14
Deep into the tropical forests to the east there were rumours of a plant elf. The creature’s long pointed ears and body formed from leaves was said to commonly cause bizarre phenomena to occur. Birds whistled more and more the deeper I went into the forests. Tiny easily leapable rivers descended the vine covered ground.
The plant elf materialized from leaves and the issue with elemental based monsters was the need for pearls. Green pearls were cheap, easy to come by products in the jungle. Plant elves were not uncommon and travelers always believed the green pearls warded the plant based monsters away. Plant elves used star magic to form themselves before travelers as they guided them to their graves in delirium. I slipped a green pearl I bought at the local market into my claymore. With a quick thrust the plant elf was in tatters.
Chapter 15
Phoenixes were terrifying monsters which demented the skies. The variety of blues nourished the mind and body. The clouds swirled about as the winds carried them along The bird’s flame released embers in all directions. It was a dazzling spectacle. The reds and oranges flooded the evening sky.
The fire phoenix was made from actual embers, the tips of its feathers emanated with warmth. The phoenix soared through the clouds and in a flash it vanished,bursting into a spectacle of reds, greens, and yellows. Fire phoenixes were common in the old days but dwindled over the years. Their flames burn and fill people’s hearts with joy and wonder. They fuel themselves with their own immortality.
Sadly, this fire phoenix cursed volcanoes to the south. The phoenix ate away at the lives of the populous, shortening them by decades. A small series of island volcanoes where the phoenixes were formed from, brought to life, and cease to exist. Their beings come from and return to the universe itself. Marcil pierced the phoenix’s heart. The flames plummeted downward, the ashes eventually wandered back to the volcanoes themselves.
Chapter 16
I was on a cement narrow path. The city of Cattun was filled with sleek grey cement narrow pathways. Endless cemented stairways, precisely placed rectangular black tinted glass windows, and etched out structures with elaborate crevices. The winding pathways stretched out endlessly merging and parting ways.
I finally reached it the statues of the twin goddesses of water and ice. With the ability to see the supernatural I harnessed in the forests in my battle against the orcs, I summoned the goddesses as I knelt down in payer. Both of them gave me a peck on the forehead. Finally, with blessings from the water and ice goddesses, the pieces were all in place. Now, the kingdom of Shazar would be mine for the taking.
Chapter 17
The city of Verace floated on the waves. The water bobbed up and down guiding along the floating city in the waves. The waves washed against the bottom of the rough wooden structures. The water’s flow washed away my stress and fears. Mirages of the city’s populous reflected in the sun’s light in the waves. The reflections moved opposite of the citizens.
All kinds of sea creatures rose and fell above and below the water, both in the sky and deep into the sea. Softly, I hummed to myself. Sounds echoed all around me. The clacking of shoes against the wooden pathways as they floated on the waves. I visited the city from time to time in my travels. Quietly, I watched the hours dwindle away.
Chapter 18
Millions of years ago, the earth ended. Humans were cryogenically frozen and put into an endless sleep. The dream plane was formed, a realm between reality and dreams where humanity could continue beyond the Earth’s destruction. A technology called codenamed “poison magic” created a mass hypnosis. 100 humans were selected. Humanity destroyed itself but the dream plane created a boundless world of fantasies with infinite possibilities.
One of the people selected for this project was a woman named Marcil.
Marcil wandered through a bamboo forest. Forward and backward she went. And yet, there was no beginning and no end. Softly, the bamboo swayed in the gentle breeze. Marcil soaked in the sound of the wind and animals which wandered through the bamboo forest. Pandas vanished and re-emerged in different areas. Marcil summoned the power of the nature goddess. The bamboo grove formed as a single bamboo tree against a white, foggy plain. The sounds of nature overwhelmed Marcil’s mind in her slumber.
Chapter 19
I wandered a wheat field, when one mirage ended another began. It was an endless cycle, from one wheat field to another I traveled. Each one mirrored the others. It was a cubed wheat field world. The further back I wandered, the further away I was in the frame. The golden prairies spiraled around me.
Stars descended through the sky to the field. The wheat rustled ever so gently. Madness filled my mind as I wandered in an endless loop. Faster and faster, I traveled between the fields. Both pristine calm and complete insanity flooded my senses. In order to re-stabilize the dream plane, I prayed to the goddess of nature. The loop ended and I wandered on to the capital.
Chapter 20
I now stood in thunderous clouds, the sky beneath me was pitch black The lightning surged around me the thunder dragon god rose through a hole where the clouds parted. They stood there menacingly, black and yellow thunderbolts formed the thunder dragon god’s body.
A bow and arrow materialized in my hands, alongside it, a yellow pearl formed in the air.The yellow pearl clicked into the slot. I pulled back the string an electric arrow struck the thunder dragon god. Electricity blinded my eyes. The thunder dragon god evaporated and in the throne room I stood before the king. The palace was bright gold and reds The king sat atop his throne.
The capital of Shazar, I finally reached it. The smoke cleared as I stood in the throne room. Slung over my shoulder was a brown sack of gold coins. The sack itself was tightly stitched together. Gold coins flew through the air as I swung the sack of gold coins before the king.
“Shazar, I hereby demand the country of Shazar!”
“Surely, you’re kidding– oh my rare artifacts too,” the king excitedly spoke, “precious gems– even! Ahem, I will think the matter over. my royal advisor will show you to your chambers for the night.”
The bedchambers were sparsely furnished apart from a bed and a desk. A statue of the twin water and ice goddesses rested on the desk. I set myself on the bed and began to nod off to sleep. When I awoke, a yellow pearl appeared in the water goddess’ open palm the next morning.
Chapter 21
The asteroid orbited through space deeper and deeper into the darkness of the pitch black void. Endlessly, the giant stone wandered. The asteroid orbited course past all kinds of bizarre planets where bizarre phenomena occurred. And yet, the strangest events occurred on the asteroid itself.
In my sleeping chambers I awoke the next morning. Standing next to the bed was the king’s advisor. The man wore a pale blue shirt and a red sash. His mutton chops defined his chiseled facial features. Carlyle was his name, or so he introduced himself to me as. In his hands was the deed to the kingdom.
“Marcil, the king has sold out he kingdom. You now rule the land,” Carlyle explained, “frankly, I do not approve of those outside the royal lineage ruling reigning. Yet, the king himself decreed it so.”
I visualized a black feather dripping ink and signed the deed to formalize the contract. The paper burst into colourful lights before vanishing altogether. With a snap of his fingers, Carlyle created a lengthy dining room table. Gently I dropped into my chair. A feast was set out before me. Salads made from difficult to find vegetables, scalloped potatoes, dewy golden turkey. Candles rested on the white lace table. On the table a fork spoon and plate rested. I had finally achieved the first step in my journey, the kingdom of Shazar was now under my reign as I feasted at night. A candlelit dinner for one.
Chapter 22
In my bed quarters, I used my poison magic on a needle.
I pricked myself and spoke the forbidden words, “project poison.”
I woke from my slumber, yet still, my eyes could not open. I was cryogenically frozen. With my left hand, I pressed the button to connect on the dream plane with another cryogenic chamber in a distant corner of the asteroid. The signal dialled as I drifted off into my slumber once again.
When I reawoke I was in the dream plane again. An orange sky, a setting sun, it was simultaneously beneath me and all around me. The heat enveloped me, a freezing chill surged through my spine I had merged with the king to the south we had connected within the dream plane.
The king of Kudai had a potbelly, a scraggly beard, and wore a blue robe. The man went by the name Ben, he scratched beneath his beard and stared off into space.
“To what do I owe the honour. Marcil?”
“You’ve heard of me?” I replied.
“What is it you wish?”
“Your entire kingdom.” I responded
“Surely, you jest.”
“I’m not. I wish to bring peace to the mega-continent.”
Ben snorted, “very well, but on one condition and an impossible one at that. You must summon and defeat the twelve moon goddesses and receive their blessings.”
I nodded, “very well.”
The next day, I awoke and charted my course out of the kingdom of Kudai.
Chapter 23
The brilliant hues as the sun set flooded my vision, I had reached the temple of Rasetsu. The kingdom of Kudai was nearby but first I needed to receive the blessing of the earth goddess. The brilliantly green moss coated the landscape. The dream plane was a mesmerizing place, a mega-continent of infinite possibilities. The entire world was a network of people’s dreams across millions of years. A fantasy world fashioned from one hundred minds after the end of the world.
The project’s codename was Project Poison, humanity had harnessed mastery over the elements in the last years of its existence. A dream plane where this could be fully actualized upon the destruction of the world was created. I took a deep breath in and soaked in my surrounding hogs and deer chased each other. Patches of clovers were strewn about. I stood at the foot of the temple’s winding staircase as I prepared for my ascent into the heavens.
Chapter 24
Tightly, I shut my eyes, the heat blurs my vision. The white sand beneath my feet chills my spine with delight. The waves rush over me as I sink deeper and deeper. I began my descent into the ocean, the bubbles around me rose upward. For a moment I dreaded I would lose my breath. It dawned on me, I could breath underwater. Light bounced off the water as I sunk deeper and deeper. A mirage in the distance sat in the back of my mind, they were memories of another time and place. I push them to the back of my mind. Tropical fish with vibrant colors swim around me .Pinks, bright blues and orange of the sea life, mostly coral, are all around me as I swim about. Pale green seaweed dark green tips passes by as I descend deeper and deeper.
I can feel the cold sea against my skin. It refreshes me the deeper I swim, the stranger the fish become. A translucent jellyfish with clear tentacles, red stripes on the body, a nose like tip to its form. Pink seahorses extend their bodies outward. The extended form is shaped like a spine their bodies retract just ask quickly. Small bumps outline their bodies.. A black pufferfish with blue tipped points swims by. A light glow emits from the tips. They have yellow fins colored like peacock feathers. The bended colors range from greens to purples to yellows then whites. The bubbles, large and small, float as they grow in size. I can see my reflection in them. I fade away back to the bank canvas.
Chapter 25
Tightly, I shut my eyes, the wind whirred loudly. A strong wind was blowing through the sparse forest. My armor clacked in the breeze, it had seen better days, the creaking noise agitated me. The trees dissolved into paper cranes of all colors. Pinks, blue yelows, red, greens and so on. The paper cranes were neatly formed, professionally made.
One of the paper cranes scratched my armor, the damage faded instantaneously. The paper cranes came together and in the shape of a clay vase. The wind goddess giggled as she appeared before me. The wind goddess was ever the trickster. Her puffy white hair and purple lipstick stuck out against her pale white skin. I fade away back to the blank canvas.
Chapter 26
Tightly, I shut my eyes I sit in a field of flowers. The flowers beneath me have been crushed, they will be reborn upon my departure. The flowers are ranbow colored, the sky mesmerizes me. There’s no breeze, it’s a still calmness. The silence warms my cold heart.From nature I was born and to it I will once again return. Deeply, I breathe in and out as I let the peacefulness overcome me and wash away my worries like waves.
I have seen both nature’s horror and beauty since birth. I think of the
monsters formed the elements I have battled. The death and destruction they caused ran my veins cold. I re-focused my attention on the flowers and stillness of the moment. I fade away back to the blank canvas.
Chapter 27
Tightly, I shut my eyes short plastic grass rested beneath me. The marching wooden soldiers had no faces. They whirred and clicked as they marched back and fourth I finally stood athe the border to Kudai. In order to enter the kingdom you needed mastery over earth magic. The large, pointed wooden walls blocked my path. I snapped my fingers as, green sparks flew. I visualized the earth goddess in my mind. My hands moved like a conductors.
The sounds flooded through me, classical music begun to play in my head. The wooden soldiers formed into two lines on either side. A red carpet with folden trimming rolled out as the gate opened. Tick tocks the sounds of clocks filled the air. The music roared in my head. Louder and louder it swelled. At last I had made my entered the elusive kingdom of Kudai. I fade away back to the blank canvas.
Chapter 28
Tightly, I shut my eyes I was deep amongst the stars a pale orb with a gooey gel encasing it hovered in the distance. Deeper and deeper, I dived through the emptiness. Tiny lights bobbed up and down, rippled in the black pools. I heard a trickling noise, a waterfall formed from dark matter descended downwards.
I reached the orb. I focused on the space around it, the orb began to faintly grow many different colors. The colors played out like an old TV with no connection.Up and down, up and down I rolled through the blackness concentrating between my hands. I fade away back to the blank canvas.
Chapter 29
Tightly, I shut my eyes. I stand in a field of eye flowers. The eyelashes sway like petals in the breeze. The eyes quickly direct their gazes towards me and soak in my image. They absorb each detail. I shudder.
These creatures are not like the ones I have faced before they are not harmful in and of themselves yet it terrifies me still. They feel more like voyeurs than plants soaking in images for thought. The air becomes completely still. I pant heavily, the emptiness terrifies Me. I fade away back to the blank canvas.
Chapter 30
Tightly, I shut my eyes. I am in cyberspace a digital expanse the black lines overlaid on white across the ground and sky. A canoe sits nearby in the specks of the void. I push off from shore and paddle through the digital stream. Electricity surges through me the thunder goddess whispers into my ear. Deeply, I concentrate a tiny bird formed from thunder perches itself atop my head. The waves of energy flow through me. I prick the baby eagle with my finger. It fades into the expanse. I fade away back to the blank canvas.
Chapter 31
Tightly, I shut my eyes. I stand at the brink of cavernous void, as I leap in the black pools swallow me up with intense concentration I hear the whispers of the goddess of darkness. Deeply, I concentrate negative electricity flows through my veins. The goddess of darkness pecks my forehead. Another elemental goddesses’ blessing. I ascend upward toward the light. I dart aside as the light laps up the darkness.
The creature was born from the nightmares of others within the poison project. Unaware of the monster’s true nature, a soft clack resonated as the dust beneath me rose and scattered. The large entrenched cracks in the earth beneath and above me healed. The light and the darkness cancelled each other out. The ripples flowed upward and outward as the room regained its original shape. The residual light and dark energy faded away. I fade away back to the blank canvas.
Chapter 32
Tightly, I shut my eyes. The nightmare flowed forth into the void. A virus referred to as rainbow magic had infected the poison project system. Rainbow butterflies fluttered about swirling, overwhelming Marcil’s vision. Heavily, Marcil inhaled the warm sweet air. She stood in a field in which the grass whistled and rustled. The seeds were scattered unevenly. Soft clicks as the seeds brushed into the earth.
The low pop and fizzle as the seeds emerged into their new pearl forms. The clams rattled about beneath the earth. Farmers were using basic earth magic to form animals, in this case clams, from organic plant matter. In unison the farmers shuffled their entire bodies, back and forth, left and right, their hips swayed as they scattered the seeds amidst the tropical breeze. I fade away back to the blank canvas.
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