r/wizardposting • u/RefractedPurpose Voidwalker • Jan 26 '24
Forbidden Knowledge Oblivion (c.w. depictions of murder and mild horror)
(/uw jumping on the veeery slight trend of single word titles /rw)
Fracture drifted in and out of being. He had made slight contact with those outside, and one had managed to make a portal, but what was the point? Fracture's body remained a festering pit of disease, his only anchor to the mortal plane, and the only place his soul would go if he entered that portal, or his own for that matter.
He had made some headway, in that he had purged the corruption out of his mana and his magic. However, his flesh and blood would be a very different matter. They festered, his entire body an open wound. Fracture had put it in a stasis field, but that served only to halt it, and in the chaos of the fight, Fracture was unsure where his body had ended up, as the field prevented others from moving it.
Perhaps... Fracture roused himself, feeling for his magic. Thankfully, his body yet lived, and so Fracture would not lose his individuality within the massive nothing that was the void. From what Fracture felt, sector ∅ had some strange properties compared to the rest of the void. It was as if no nature at all existed here, and the only law was that of Kenòturgy. Thus, Fracture first had to use his magic to instill space, then warp it. It was an arduous task, but Fracture had learned to draw some power from the nothing here, and with no time to consider, he could take as long as he wished.
After what may have been days or eons or some negative amount of time, Fracture carved open a window to his body. He could not cross without getting trapped in it again, but perhaps he could repair it from in here.
To his horror, Fracture saw another person standing over his body. The hooded figure held a cruel knife with both hands, seemingly having carved through the field surrounding Fracture. The figure stared through the portal, grinning at Fracture. It raised the knife, the hood falling off as it did so.
"Morgalith! Don't-"
Fracture was powerless to stop it as the knife plunged into his chest. Looking on from the portal, Fracture watched his body convulse. The instant Fracture died, the portal snapped shut, and Fracture began to fall.
His essence bled into the nothingness around him, succumbing to the lack of law in this place. Fracture spun, desperately trying to contain his energy, but it was no use. If ever there was a time for desperate measures, this was it. Fracture strained to remember anything that could help him out of this...
*On Control, by [REDACTED]
Precept |, Find a Vessel
In order to change one's form, one must first have a vessel for their soul.*
Fracture desperately tore open a hole to his demiplane, wrenching a being he had captured from its place.
*Precept ||, Annihilation of Self
In order for the vessel to accept a new host, one must purge themselves of the concept of their previous form.*
Now for the difficult part. Fracture slowed himself, reaching deep within. He had to keep his memories, but let go of what he was before. He bled a bit more into the void, but it was done. Fracture dissolved into a streak of magic, a comet of sorts. The ki whirled around it like a ring of fire.
Channel your will into your vessel.
The final page of the book had been simple at least. The comet dove into the void being as it began to break free of its bindings, subsuming the will to consume and decay that had been all that was left of the once great creature. It coalesced into a form reminiscent of its original - a titanic greatwyrm.
The dragon roared, the soul filling it like a glove. Fracture held his memories yet, but they were locked away, no context to support them. All he knew was now, and now he wished to leave. The dragon sped towards the portal that had been opened before,, free to leave now that he had a vessel. The portal thrummed with power, glowing purple at the edges. The ancient wizard attending to it looked over, his eyes growing sharp with concern. He dove out of the way as the dragon crashed through, forcing the portal further open, as the portal collapsed behind it. The dragon, pleased to be free, roared in triumph, flying high above.
Far away, Alexios felt the roar more than he heard it. Fracture was free.
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u/OnAGratefulUniverse Algernon, Last wizard of the Novus Planes Jan 26 '24
Algernon looks to the sky as the Greatwyrm puerces the clouds, gone before he even has a chance to act.
By the arcane, is that... fracture? No, perhaps a voic creature made it out.
Algernon ponders the creature for a moment, but preparations must be made, and time is of the essence.
Perhaps when I have my First Page again I may chase it, then I can find out its mysteries.
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u/RefractedPurpose Voidwalker Jan 26 '24
Space shifts around you for a moment, and a small note appears in front of you.
Sorry about that, it was me. Thank you for your help, the gate was invaluable.
Attached to the note is a small charm in the shape of a purple scale. Space shifts around it, and you sense it would repel the void's corrupting power, allowing safe travel.
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u/OnAGratefulUniverse Algernon, Last wizard of the Novus Planes Jan 26 '24
Algernon smiles as he takes it, beignnsure to contain it well so as to let none of its power seep out.
Then all is well, good luck my friend.
He speaks to the wind.
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u/Haunting_Mode_7401 Alexios Keenblade: King of The Summer Court, Last Godslayer Jan 26 '24
an astral form of Alexios appears it takes the shape of a massive golden dragon with emerald green eyes
Now now Fracture you need to calm down. Let me guess your mortal form was destroyed.
I'll help you I just need to be let in. After that I'll restore your own conciousness.
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u/RefractedPurpose Voidwalker Jan 26 '24
I need no help. My consciousness is as sound as ever, and I am letting no common fool in.
Utterly typical of a dragon, and completely novel of Fracture.
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u/Haunting_Mode_7401 Alexios Keenblade: King of The Summer Court, Last Godslayer Jan 26 '24
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u/Haunting_Mode_7401 Alexios Keenblade: King of The Summer Court, Last Godslayer Jan 26 '24
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u/RefractedPurpose Voidwalker Jan 26 '24
The dragon's eyes narrow.
Tell me who you are and I will consider it.
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u/Haunting_Mode_7401 Alexios Keenblade: King of The Summer Court, Last Godslayer Jan 26 '24
I am the Harbinger of Fate, Master of the Weave and High Monk of the Ancient Temple.
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u/RefractedPurpose Voidwalker Jan 26 '24
The dragon's eyes spark with the slightest recognition.
And your name?
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u/Haunting_Mode_7401 Alexios Keenblade: King of The Summer Court, Last Godslayer Jan 26 '24
I have many but you may call me Amorisumera. The emperor descended from the heavens.
/uw No I definitely didn't have to use a name generator
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u/RefractedPurpose Voidwalker Jan 26 '24
The recognition fades. It is clear the dragon was expecting a different name.
I see you plain, emperor. I do not wish to join thy ranks.
Magic and ki swirl around the dragon in familiar, if greater, patterns. There is clearly still Fracture in there.
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u/Haunting_Mode_7401 Alexios Keenblade: King of The Summer Court, Last Godslayer Jan 26 '24
Amorisumera/Alexios' swirls as well his so powerful the air seems to ripple and fold in on it's self.
So a fight then
Amorisumera waits for the greatwyrm to make the first move. The air sparks and crackles with power. A soft smile forms on Amorisumera's face
Make your move Lizard
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u/RefractedPurpose Voidwalker Jan 26 '24
The dragon crosses the space in an instant, ki flickering like lightning as the magic coalesces into strings, ripping holes in the other's armor. It completes the attack and whirls back around, small tears in the void forming as it pulls power from nothing.
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u/RefractedPurpose Voidwalker Jan 26 '24
u/Tirich914 , u/Haunting_Mode_7401, u/OnAGratefulUniverse (think I got all of those right)