You were dying.
It was inescapable fact, everything felt like going on slow motion as you recollected your thought, it felt peaceful and felt a tugging feeling on your whole being but you..
You wanna live.
You hadn't done anything yet, just finishing your training and your first day on world jumping was dying to an lowly pawn and that me you furious!
You want to live.
You were one of the last Plane-Mage in existence and and your death would symbolizes an another star snuffed out, your soul returning to the Æther and going back to the reincarnation circle and that would mean losing anything, not just your accomplishments but everything you had learned and start anew with no recollection of one's pass life or barely anything.
And that is something you won't stand!
You began your last incantations with the spell you had in mind which was reserved in case of going to the last seconds of living, your body began to glow as multiple runic symbols appear around your mangle body, hot and redish on color. You let an bitter smirk shown, you felt once your numb feeling back into place, pain returned but it won't be for long as you finished the last incantation
And with this last...
You entire being exploded in an fiery inferno, taking the eggpawns that killed you with it
***
You woke up again, this time feeling like floating on the sky and you were right, you were floating on the sky with the ground being hundred of kilometers away andnyet, you stayed afloat, your body was now transparent, ghost like but still present. You grinned, the Phoenix Spell worked!
Well..
Kind of..
It was still not done.
The Phoenix Spell is an final resort spell for survival, an pseudo-inmortality spell which would guarantee the one who casted it's continued existence in the living world by any means necessary but it's a lengthy as well as invasive, for it uses the reincarnation route extensively, the idea was to posses an souless, living body and fully appropriate it but finding those are nigh-impossible to find which come with the invasive part, essentially making said body in its early stage, hopefully, cloning said body with more incantations.
This is why some Mages made their own realms with stores filled with souless clone bodies but those that didn't have clones ready to use, more often than not, go around on... finding other ways, such as finding an couple and have them make the body or, if the mage is talented enough, just finding the woman and use the womb to make a new body, usually, an perfect clone or even an improvement, genetics be damned.
That's, well usually.
Now then..
It was inescapable fact, everything felt like going on slow motion as you recollected your thought, it felt peaceful and felt a tugging feeling on your whole being but you..
You wanna live.
You hadn't done anything yet, just finishing your training and your first day on world jumping was dying to an lowly pawn and that me you furious!
You want to live.
You were one of the last Plane-Mage in existence and and your death would symbolizes an another star snuffed out, your soul returning to the Æther and going back to the reincarnation circle and that would mean losing anything, not just your accomplishments but everything you had learned and start anew with no recollection of one's pass life or barely anything.
And that is something you won't stand!
You began your last incantations with the spell you had in mind which was reserved in case of going to the last seconds of living, your body began to glow as multiple runic symbols appear around your mangle body, hot and redish on color. You let an bitter smirk shown, you felt once your numb feeling back into place, pain returned but it won't be for long as you finished the last incantation
And with this last...
You entire being exploded in an fiery inferno, taking the eggpawns that killed you with it
***
You woke up again, this time feeling like floating on the sky and you were right, you were floating on the sky with the ground being hundred of kilometers away andnyet, you stayed afloat, your body was now transparent, ghost like but still present. You grinned, the Phoenix Spell worked!
Well..
Kind of..
It was still not done.
The Phoenix Spell is an final resort spell for survival, an pseudo-inmortality spell which would guarantee the one who casted it's continued existence in the living world by any means necessary but it's a lengthy as well as invasive, for it uses the reincarnation route extensively, the idea was to posses an souless, living body and fully appropriate it but finding those are nigh-impossible to find which come with the invasive part, essentially making said body in its early stage, hopefully, cloning said body with more incantations.
This is why some Mages made their own realms with stores filled with souless clone bodies but those that didn't have clones ready to use, more often than not, go around on... finding other ways, such as finding an couple and have them make the body or, if the mage is talented enough, just finding the woman and use the womb to make a new body, usually, an perfect clone or even an improvement, genetics be damned.
That's, well usually.
Now then..
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June 2, 2023
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