Daydreams of an angel and a fish

[Zorafim]

I almost caught up reading~ The 10th was a bit slow to read through but so much needed to understand it later on.

Yeah, I'm sorry about that. It's hard to make centuries of tedious practice seem interesting, as it turns out. I kinda hoped I could make up for it by interesting designs and situations, but... Well, I got what I got.

[CelestialBlade]

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It's a bit sad seeing Zorael realize the futility of his last few experiments and feeling like he's wasted his time. Back to the drawing board for him, which is never a fun feeling when you've been so close to a real breakthrough only to realize you need to start all over again. I suppose the slower growth process of Leviathan will be the focus of the Thirteenth Dream :O

[yoshiblue]

Body parts all over the table, a nasty sight.

[Zorafim]

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It's a bit sad seeing Zorael realize the futility of his last few experiments and feeling like he's wasted his time. Back to the drawing board for him, which is never a fun feeling when you've been so close to a real breakthrough only to realize you need to start all over again.

Did I hit too close to home there?

Body parts all over the table, a nasty sight.

This is how I feel when I visit computer junky's rooms. They have computer parts scattered all over the place.

[Zorafim]

Thirteenth Dream: Damage Prevention

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Gentle ripples rolled across the water’s surface, disrupting its otherwise perfect calm just enough to softly scatter the light beaming from below it. Their rolling flow continued uninterrupted until they met the resistance of a walkway, set just above the water’s surface. The ripples reflected off it, to continue their path across the planet’s surface.

The walkway continued a distance in either direction. In one, it met the gates of the castle it led into. In the other, it led into the ocean until it melted into it.
Laying flat on this walkway was a massive serpent. Its head and tail rested straight across from each other, and its wide wing-like fins dipped into the sea it came from. A long, clean cut opened just behind the creature’s head, exposing its spine. Kneeling in the open wound sat Zorael, attention focused on the spine below him.

With a roll of his fingers, he summoned a thin stream of water from a basin beside him. It arced through the air, before cutting down in a sawing motion. Zorael slowly positioned the saw lower, and it cut through the bone below it. Zorael repositioned the stream, and cut another line through the bone. After two more cuts, he was able to remove a square portion of the bone, and had access to the marrow beneath it.

From another basin beside him, Zorael poured a thick, white liquid into the marrow. It seeped and mixed into the marrow, mixing seamlessly with it. Zorael replaced the square portion of bone atop of the open marrow, and touched the seams of the bone with his middle and index finger. A small, soft light escaped, and washed the seam of the bone.
Zorael scuttled backward, and started the process with the next vertebra.

“Don’t hurt Rabby!”

Zorael looked up from his work to see a small figure running out of the castle gate as fast as her little legs could carry her; her hair bobbing up and down as she stepped. By the time she reached the serpent’s head, she ran out of breath. Still, she looked up at Zorael: Her eyes wide and pleading, her arms folded in front of her with elbows together and closed hands raised below her collarbone, and her chest heaving from exertion.

“It’s not fair!” she exclaimed. “He didn’t do anything wrong!”

Zorael looked down from his perch down to her, his grim face twisting slightly in curiosity.

“Mary? What are you doing up here?” Zorael asked.

“I was playing in my room,” Mary started, “and I realized that Rabby hadn’t passed by recently. So I looked out the window and waited for him to show up, but he never did! So I went around the castle and looked out the windows and still couldn’t find him, and so I came up here to look for him, and now he has a big gash in him! Why are you hurting him?”

Zorael’s face warmed slightly seeing Mary’s passion. He hid his guilt at causing her to worry, and spoke with as much softness he could muster:

“Rahab’s fine. He’s old, so I’m making a few improvements on him. As soon as I’m done, he’ll swim away better than ever.”

“Promise?” Mary asked, eyes sparkling with the tears welling up in them.

“Promise,” Zorael answered with a soft smile.

“Okay…”

Mary sat down by the mouth of the serpent, looking up at his towering form.

“Aren’t you going back to your room?” Zorael inquired.

“I don’t want to,” Mary responded.

Zorael looked back down to Mary quizzically for a moment while she watched on. After a while, he set back to work.

He opened vertebrae, applied a liquid to them, and closed them. The liquid changed the information stored in the marrow, slightly changing functions of the cells created by them. This would cause the body to absorb different materials, and build bones and tissue in slightly different patterns. In time, the structure of the body should change to reflect a new, more optimized design of Zorael’s making.
Considering the age and simplicity of design of the beast, its current body was no longer adequate for Zorael’s needs. If his castle suffered another attack…



Zorael fused the last piece of tissue, closing Rahab’s wound. This project cost him a large amount of holy energy. He would need to restock again soon. It seemed he was visiting heaven often lately.
Rahab began to stir. Mary jumped up and clapped for joy at seeing her old friend well again. In a smooth motion Rahab twisted his body, allowing his head to fall into the water and the rest of his body to follow after it. Mary watched down in joy seeing him dive down to the depths. Zorael walked over to her, and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. They watched as Rahab’s form became a shadow as he dove.

“You aren’t going to do that to me, are you?” Mary asked suddenly.
“No… There’s no reason to do that with you.”
Zorael’s face grew dim as he said these words.

Fourteenth Dream: Growth, part 1

[yoshiblue]

Interesting that he uses a sea beastie to ward off attacks. Makes me wonder how else he handles invasions.

[Zorafim]

Fourteenth Dream: Growth, part 1

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The room was illuminated brighter than most of the other rooms of the castle by a light source in its center. There, a pool was raised off the room’s floor, and contained by four short walls. The liquid it contained was a translucent white, and shown with a soft light. Very little space was given to anything else, making this pool the room’s central feature.

Zorael entered the room, with a look of contentment on his face. In his hand was a small glass vial, containing a seemingly clear sample of water. He walked to the pool’s wall, sat on it, and poured the vial into the pool. The water seeped in, reaching out from where it was poured like arms of tendrils reaching for food, until it fully mixed into the liquid it was placed in.

At this moment, the pool looked no different than when Zorael entered. But he knew it contained one more important addition. He closed his eyes, and peered in with his spirit’s sight to see how his newest project was coping in its new home.

Down in the pool, a single cell absorbed the abundant amount of nutrients the pool had to offer. They seeped into the cell’s membrane, enriching it and fueling its metabolic processes.
The cell floated in its liquid, absorbing all it could, and reading for its growth. Zorael looked down, and smiled. If all went well, it should only be a matter of time.[/url]

Author's notes:

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I was going to just skip to the next chapter. I already have a paragraph written before I started writing this one. But, I felt it necessary to embellish the process a bit more. It barely cost me anything to write it anyway.

[url=http://www.pso-world.com/forums/showpost.php?p=3126856&postcount=179]Fourteenth Dream: Growth, part 2

[Zorafim]

I wasn't sure where else to put these, but I needed to share these. A friend of mine wanted to paint my character, and we gathered together to share information, and, well...

Just look.

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These are the ones she's not satisfied with. She probably doesn't want me to share these, but she gave them to me, so ha. This is another incentive for me to introduce Levia, since she doesn't have as many queues to work with as you guys do.

[Zorafim]

Fourteenth Dream: Growth, part 2

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The ocean goes on forever.
Backwards or forwards, there is no end.

The water is warm.
It is fresh, and delicious.

It is bright.
I can see forever, though there is nothing to see.

I want for nothing.
I cannot want for anything.
There is nothing for me to want.

I will swim.
There is nothing else.
It is all I know.

To swim.
To the end of the ocean.
The ocean which goes on forever…

“Dearest Leviathan, you’ve grown so big…”


Zorael looked down into the pool, warmly smiling in pride. When he looked as hard as he could, he could make out the tiniest of specs, jetting through the water in tiny spurts. After all this time, and after all her growth, she was just barely large enough to be seen with his naked eye.
He had been keeping track of her progress closely to this point, listing off the myriad of forms she would grow through until she matured. He knew each of these forms, and which of her parts were strengthened as she switched through these forms. Yet still, he strained his eyes peering into the water to study her. To understand your works is one thing, but to see your works grow before your eyes…

She darted through the waters, pushing through by a collar of tiny tentacles waving back from the front of her body. Behind that ring hung a string-like body, which rolled along with the current. A simple eye dotted the front of her inelegant body, barely more than a nerve ending.
A simple body, which would soon give way to another. No soul, to direct her emotions. No thoughts, to direct her movements. Only the tiniest of bodies, which had spent years growing as large as it did, and would spend more years growing larger still.

She swam.
She had nothing else.
The ocean went on forever.

Author's notes:

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Again, another chapter I didn't plan on writing. But, I felt it was less awkward to throw this in than to jump forwards. I do want to show some of her growth, but it's not really important to do so.
Also, I wrote this at 5am. So excuse my sudden attempt at poetry.

Fourteenth Dream: Growth, part 3

[stukasa]

Okay, this post is about everything except the Fourteenth Dream (parts 1 and 2) because I just got back from vacation and I don't have time to read it all tonight, but didn't want you to feel like I was neglecting your story or anything. And geeeez, you went crazy with the updates while I was gone! What happened to WoW stealing your life away?

Anyway, my commentary for the earlier two chapters~

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Whaaaaat, after all that the project was a bust?! That's a bummer. Well, Zorael still learned a lot from it, so I guess it's not all bad news.

Eww, cutting through bone is definitely not for the squeamish (like me), thankfully you weren't too graphic with it!

P.S. I want to hug Mary every time you mention her.

P.P.S. I'll get around to reading the newer chapters when I can. Thursday, hopefully? The weekend at the latest? I'm still trying to catch up with everything since I got back.