[center][img]https://i.gyazo.com/5f31dd59d26c08531fc7e3dc9239ce33.png[/img] [h3][color=9e0b0f]Ana Einnashe[/color][/h3] [i]The Youthful, Ganymedean and Odd Heir of the Lonely Forest Family[/i] [i]Fuyuki Outskirts > Wild Land[/i] [/center] "[color=9e0b0f]Well, this is unfortunate.[/color]" Ana had been sitting on a stump with a hand resting on his chin. Of course, the excruciating pain that came with having not only his magical energy, which had otherwise been completely untouched before that point, but also that of his entire workshop -- the veritable furnace nest. But he did not react as if her were in pain. [i]"[color=9e0b0f]Very unfortunate. Such is the price of summoning such an unwieldy beast of a girl,[/color]"[/i] the Guest echoed Ana's words, image flickering at an ever changing speed. [i]"[color=9e0b0f]By my estimation, she will turn your body into a husk within six minutes. Even your mana furnaces are not sufficient to keep her at optimal consumption levels to fuel a creature of that magnitude.[/color]"[/i] Ana heard the words of the Guest, and his usually vacant-to-whimsical expression, for once, appeared considerate. His brow furrowed, soft features hardening as his eyes shut. He turned inwards, and activated several ingrained routines. Partitioned mind, thought speed simulation. Best possible outcome... "[color=9e0b0f]...Hey, the land just ahead of here. It's Wild Land now, right?[/color]" [i]"[color=9e0b0f]Correct. The Light of Civilisation is absent -- it belongs to nature. You have a plan.[/color]"[/i] Ana's eyes snapped open, a boyish grin spreading across his face, leaning back on the stump and looking over at the mental image before him. "[color=9e0b0f]More of an emergency triage![/color]" [i]"[color=9e0b0f]How disheartening. You intend to kill yourself, in order to survive.[/color]"[/i] "[color=9e0b0f]If I work fast, then I won't die![/color]" Ana pointed out, as if it absolved him of all potentially suicidal inclinations. "[color=9e0b0f]Also, it means Berserker gets to keep having fun. I'm no party-pooper. Gosh.[/color]" [i]"[color=9e0b0f]How. Disheartening.[/color]"[/i] "[color=9e0b0f]And that's why everyone remembers you as the Great Shame.[/color]" --- "[color=9e0b0f]Huuurgh![/color]" Srrchhh... "[color=9e0b0f]Haaagh![/color]" Rrrsh. "[color=9e0b0f]C'mooon. c'mooon! Move, rock, move![/color]" Ana's grip on the rope tightened further, tugging on the taught bindings which coiled around the decorated milestone. Death was coming. He suddenly understood what a drained river felt like. The trees themselves were asking if he was alright, which was a feat. "[color=9e0b0f]I'll live, if I can just...[/color]" With feeble, soft-boy legs, he rooted himself in the ground. "[color=9e0b0f]Pull...[/color]" Arms tensed, teeth ground together. "[color=9e0b0f]This...[/color]" Back arched. "[color=9e0b0f]STONE![/color]" The boy tugged the milestone with all his might, letting out a guttural yell as his body tapped into the deepest physical reserves of his body, forcing the stone a few more inches. He fell back, panting. Sweat rolled from his dark hairline, eyes lidded. "[color=9e0b0f]I did it... woo...[/color]" But he wasn't done. The task was not yet complete. He had to ensure Berserker could have her fun. His circuits sparked to life. [i]O wanderers stone.[/i] "[color=9e0b0f]Ehangu gorwel. Y ffigur hwn yw popeth yr ydym ni'n berchen arno, y tiroedd o dan ddaeariau duwiau. Cerrig o gerddwyr O, o gerrig sy'n diflannu. Rwy'n gwybod nawr, lle ydw i.[/color]" Territory expanded. A natural bounded field, incorporated into his Workshop. Ana weakly moved a hand into his jacket pocket, retrieving a single, lone seed. He pressed it into the dirt, a smile ever-present on his face. "[color=9e0b0f]The heart throbs with the pain of life. The fauna thrives and withers with the seasons. The city, mad at five, asleep at ten. Widdershin widdershin, the cycle of life, the heartbeat of existence. Faster, and faster, the apex of the moment. Your hunt is all -- Crimson Cernnunos Circulator![/color]" A single seed. A second Lucus tree, a lynchpin of Ana's workshop craft. The seed exploded into verdant sprouts, burying itself deeper in the ground, and from within its earthy dwelling, they shot across and deep into the land. The blessed, untamed land, wrought with the wild freedom that existed only in the absence of man, fed the thirsty sprouts beyond what even Ana's magecraft provided. Green vines turned white as they explored the weight of the land around them. The purity of water, the fertility of the earth, the wind brushing over grass, the desecrated flame scarred land beneath -- “[color=9e0b0f]Berserker![/color]” cried the boy. A yell of encouragement, for her to have fun. Blood of a monster. Blood of a god. Blood of a boy. It became. A detonation of life roared over the region once known of Miyama, the groan of alien bark and beautiful energies becoming a dull hum throughout the city. A violent, arboreal eruption protruded from the centre of the land, growing in size on the scale of seconds as opposed to the millennia that would be required for an existence of its size. It loomed over the city -- no, it towered over the entire region, a fractured reflection of life found within its canopy. Ana stared up at his creation, the thing fueled by the Wild Land that he had extended his bounded field into. [url=https://youtu.be/Y3B90Sv0IF8]Texture Overwrite Begin.[/url] [hider=Being Designation assigned:] [center][img]https://i.gyazo.com/c785c489c73f0d18eb74028b2aa3839f.png[/img] [h1]PRIME ELEMENTAL LIFEFORM KUROZOME[/h1][/center] [/hider] And in an instant, Ana felt as if he were the Tigris and Euphrates, no longer dry and without a chance of survival, but bursting with life. Even still, he remained on the floor, transfixed. Even around him, other, just as alien, flora began to spring up at a frightening speed. A positive miscalculation. The Guest flickered into being beside him, its face a collage of curious fractal images. "[color=9e0b0f]What... is this...?[/color]" Ana asked, mouth agape, crimson eyes reflecting the glistening lights of the canopy. [i]"[color=9e0b0f]This, child, is life.[/color]"[/i]