Food! So much FOOD! Just like before growing, food everywhere! All it's for the taking! It delivers its self with pain and power, buzzing angrily before a laborious bite silences the meal! The food might fight, it might bite and spark but it's food all the same!
Eventually the feast draws to its second serving. Two larger meals stand before it one sharp and sparking, the other small and boney but resembling the taste treat it eat after growing! It unhesitatingly embraces the sparking meal as it's delivered!
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Intruders… mates failed to destroy… unworthy mates…only the worthy should live.
More mates have fallen two many… A RIVAL! No the territory isn't large enough for two Matriarchs! This RIVAL will fall just as the others did…
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My soul burns as electricity circuits around my body. Jumping from each and every horn I left imbedded in me. With eack seam separating my parts acting as a miniature gate between my soul and body!
A Willful Vessel, a body bound together by its own soul! Im not positive how I did it but I must have used Cleave to bind my healthy soul to my chopped up body when this all began.
That's why I don't bleed from my severed limbs. Because my soul acts as a gate, as binding, as reinforcement. Preventing death by dismemberment so long as I have the Will and Force necessary to pay for my survival.
And once more my soul is baring the burden my body can't. Absorbing the electricity blasted into me by the beetle Matriarch.
My soul doesn't really hurt but rather feels hollow. As if my very sense of self is eroding. As if my very being was tested in the same manner as a tough choice. Survive for a long time and suffer, or die a pleasant peaceful death…
"I WILL…SURVIVE!"
With wild eyes I charge the wrestling monsters! Seeking a physical outlet to express my desire. survive, Survive , SURVIVE!
I won't die! I'll claw, I'll bite, I'll drag myself forward through the mud, I'll steal and beg! But I won't give up! We never gave up! Not me, not my brother, or our parents before… Not even our worthless Aunt and Uncle gave up!
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Both beasts stall for just a moment as the small human charges forward while screaming. His movements unnatural as raw Force, and trapped electricity wisps off him.
The Flesh Hulk-Cat recognizing the deceptive danger a madded human poses from its time as a normal pet. Trys disengageing from the Matriarch. But a far more potent surge of electricity locks its muscles in place. Preventing retreat.
The Shock horn Matriarch doesn't recognize the potential danger but nonetheless unleashes as much electricity as it can from its Core bathing the surroundings 5 feet around it in its shocking power, intent to expunge both Rivals from its territory!
"JUST… FALL…APART!" Fragment roars delving into the the exclusion zone as he swing his machete blindly at both of them. Over loading the tool with all the force his body still contains!
CLICK….BOOM!
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SMACK…
SMACK…
SMACK.
"Please…stop…Ghost?" Everything feels so fuzzy?
"Why …doze everything feel… fuzzy? Am I dead? Did you get Zapped too?"
"YOU BETTER NOT BE DEAD YET! I still need you to clear my way out of here! So you can't die yet."
SMACK
At least I know its definitely Ghost who's hitting me, not that there was many other options.
After about 2 hours of laying still my vision finally clears up and sensation returns to me. Unsurprisingly everything hurt's, which is fairly normal all things considered. The electrical burns don't even look out of place with the seaming permanently cuts that line my whole body.
No the only actually concerning part of my condition is the many beetle horns still piercing me, the new awareness I have of my literal soul, or it's it my spirit, spirit body? And the agitationing vibrations coming from my aching centrer as the Parisite updateds itself and wants my approval…attention…recognition.
"Since when did it have fealings?" I mumble.
"You say something?" Ghost ask as she gets bord of looking around the apparently cleared floor.
"It's…nothing. Are all the bugs dead?"
"Yep, there all dead. Floors officially clear so I guess you're stupid plan worked. There's also another chest, but it's surrounded by these nasty looking eggs." She shivers with discomfort.
"Could you …smash them and look inside the chest, moving isn't super fun for me right now…"
The look she gives me is a mixture of Hate, Disgust, and something i can only describe as reluctant exceptance. She grumbles something about needing or having a Saint before walking off again.
Left alone I finally pull my Status Boo…PARASITE, out of my center. It flops to the ground smoldering with elecical burns… is my center connect to my soul?
Ether way I pick up the deceptive apparently emotional thing and flip open to the first page.
Name-Fragment
Race-Human
•Body-H
•Mind-H
•Soul-H
•Core-N/A
Level-o[14%]
Class-N/A
Job-N/A
•Affinity-[Sprite(H)]
•Traits-[Willful Vessel]
•Abilities-[Cleave]
•Skills-[False Identifie(4:23:41:59)
•Shards-[
Health-[27%]
Force-[2%]
Conditions-[Auto Possession]*[Emaciated][Spirit Burns-1st degree]*
•Constitution-[4+1]
-Strength-[1
-Durability-[8*
-Vitality-[3
•Awareness-[3]
-Wisdom-[8*
-Dexterity-[2
-Agility-[2
•Will-[7+1]
-Intelligent-[3
-Refinment-[9-4.5*
-Power-[11-5.5*
•Charisma-[3*]
-Presences-[3*
-Attraction-[5
-Aura-[2-1*
•Luck-[1]
27% feels pretty accurate for my health…but what the heck are soul burns? Spirit burns-1st degree- your spirit has been lightly burnt- reduces select Sub stats by 50% until the soul heals.
I really hope souls heal fast.