That day as I sat perched high up in the branches of my nest, observing the primordial creatures below, I began to understand why they were called Bashiri's Immortal Blood. These creatures, with their unique and otherworldly qualities, were unlike anything I had ever seen before. They moved and interacted with a grace and fluidity that was mesmerizing to watch.
What struck me most, however, was their resilience and adaptability. Even when time was frozen around them, they continued to glow with an otherworldly light, adapting to the change effortlessly. It was this quality that made them worthy of being called 'Bashiri's Immortal Blood.'
As I watched these creatures frolic and play in the primordial waters, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder. They were living proof of the power and majesty of the primordial world, and I knew that I would continue to study and observe them for many years to come.
~An excerpt from A Year in the Life of Nilggover by Nilggover the Great.
World Location: A Mid-trunk Bough > Bashiri's Inner World
SUCCESS
1513 IF 5573:00 > 1513 IF 5598:00
Niloggver flew with purpose, his massive wings beating a steady rhythm against the frigid air. As he soared high above the snowy tundra, his mind raced with thoughts of Elyon and the wolves she had been watching. He knew that it wouldn't take long for her to notice that something was amiss, and he wanted to be done before that.
In the distance, Niloggver saw his nest perched high atop the World Heart. It was a massive structure made of ice and stone, built to withstand the harsh climate of the primordial waters. As he approached, he swooped down close to the primordial waters that surrounded the World Heart, scanning the surface with his keen eyesight.
Soon, he spotted a particularly smart group of primordial creatures frolicking in the water. They were strange, otherworldly creatures, each one more bizarre and unique than the last. Some had tentacles that writhed like snakes, while others had wings that shimmered like rainbows in the sunlight. As Niloggver watched, he couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder and awe at the sheer variety of life that existed in the world.
Niloggver surveyed them with a calculating gaze, his eyes gleaming like molten gold in the light of the world heart. Without any warning, other than a wave of his claws, he froze time around the creatures, trapping them in a suspended state. He watched as they continued to move and play, their bodies glowing with an otherworldly light even as time stood still.
He was his understanding of the time law, but he couldn't help but complain to himself about how much aether it took to use it. But then, something caught his eye. Despite the fact that time was frozen around them, the primordial creatures were still giving off an otherworldly light. It was a strange and eerie sight, and Niloggver couldn't help but feel a sense of interest at the sight.
"Interesting," he muttered to himself, hovering in the air as he studied the creatures. "I wonder what could be causing this phenomenon."
As he pondered the mystery, Niloggver began to feel a deep sense of interest wash over him. The use of the Time Law to freeze the creatures had taken a great deal of Aether, and he knew that he needed to finish before Elyon noticed that something was off with the wolves.
Then, with a gentle but powerful motion, he reached down and effortlessly lifted the giant egg-shaped section of primordial water that contained the creatures. The water was frozen in time, making it appear as if it was actually frozen solid, but Niloggver knew better. He could feel the crushing aura that he exuded, a testament to his immense power. He shook his head, easily dispelling the heaviness that it brought on the things around him.
With the water being gently carried by his claws, he began to make his way back to his nest. He moved with a grace and power that only a dragon of his stature could possess, his wings beating slowly and methodically as he glided through the air.
As he approached his nest, he landed softly on one of the branches that made up the structure, settling the egg-shaped section of water onto a bed of leaves and twigs that he had carefully arranged.
Niloggver stood back and admired his handiwork, watching as the creatures continued to glow and move and even began to adapt and slowly move even though they were suspended in time.
As Niloggver gazed upon the mesmerizing sight of the suspended water, his heart began to beat wildly in his chest, filling him with a rush of excitement and anticipation. He knew that this was the moment he had been waiting for, the moment that would put all of his skills and knowledge to the ultimate test.
Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, Niloggver began to move around the water, his claws tracing intricate patterns and symbols in the air around it. As he worked, a brilliant aura of energy began to radiate from his body, filling the room with a palpable sense of power and aether.
With each stroke of his claw, Niloggver imbued the water with new properties, shaping it to his will and transforming it into something truly extraordinary. As the last symbol was etched into the air, the water erupted in a dazzling display of light and energy, leaving Niloggver breathless with wonder and amazement.
With a determined look on his face, Niloggver continued to weave his tapestry of aether around the suspended creatures. Every movement of his body was deliberate and precise, each one imbued with the power of the arcane.
As he worked, Niloggver couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building within him. The aether around him seemed to be vibrating with anticipation, as if it too knew that something extraordinary was about to happen.
Undeterred, Niloggver focused all of his attention on the task at hand. With a steady hand, he carefully took out the giant leaf he had extracted from the Tree of Creation, one that he had been preserving and inscribing with arcane designs for months.
The leaf had originally been hundreds of kilometres long but he shrunk it down to only about easily ten meters in length, Niloggver handled it with ease, cultivation giving him the strength and precision he needed to control its weight that belated its size.
As he wove the tapestry of aether around the suspended creatures, Niloggver began to incorporate the giant leaf into his design. The intricate designs he had inscribed on it glowed with a brilliant light, imbuing the entire chamber with a sense of otherworldly power.
With a deft hand, Niloggver carefully wrapped the suspended water in the intricate tapestry of aether designs and symbols he had created. Each movement was precise and deliberate, and he took great care to ensure that the water was completely enveloped by the mystical energy.
With a final flourish, Niloggver completed this step of the intricate spell, but the suspended creatures had began to stir, their eyes even starting to open.
Overwhelmed with a sense of wonder, Niloggver was amazed at how little time it took the primordial creatures to adapt to something like time being frozen. He was beginning to understand why they were worthy of being called "Bashiri's Immortal Blood."
But soon he got back to work, Niloggver carefully wrapped the suspended water, now surrounded by a floating complicated tapestry of aether designs and symbols, in the leaf. Then, with a wave of his powerful claws, Niloggver summoned his aura and levitated the water, now encased in the leaf, into the air. As he did so, the aether around him began to swirl and dance, as if celebrating the event that was unfolding before it.
With another wave of his claws, Niloggver set the tapestry spinning around the leaf, slow at first but soon picking up speed until it was a blur of color and motion. The water inside the leaf seemed to shimmer and dance in response, its suspended form twisting and turning in the currents of aether energy that surrounded it.
With a look of intense concentration on his face, Niloggver reached into his pocket and produced a small pendant that glimmered in the ambient light. This was the pendant that he had used to evolve the wolves, imbuing them with incredible power and strength beyond their natural limits.
Without hesitation, Niloggver tossed the pendant into the swirling vortex of colours and symbols that surrounded the suspended water, his eyes never leaving the mesmerizing display before him.
For a moment, the aether seemed to intensify, growing brighter and more vibrant with each passing second. Niloggver held his breath, his heart pounding in his chest as he waited for the aether to take hold.
And then, with a snap of his powerful claws, the aether began to fade away, revealing something incredible. In the center of the vortex, twelve human-sized eggs sat, their surfaces opaque and green, shimmering in the fading light of the aether.
Niloggver felt a surge of excitement course through his veins as he gazed upon the eggs, knowing that they held the key to unlocking incredible power and knowledge. With a steady claw, he reached out and gently lifted one of the eggs, marvelling at its weight and texture.
The eggs were surrounded by a green aura that pulsed with a faint aura of life that Niloggver could feel from where he stood. He had done it. He had created something new, something that had never existed before in the world of Bashiri. He smiled to himself, feeling the weight of his responsibility lift from his shoulders.
As Niloggver gazed upon the twelve green eggs, a sense of wonder and amazement filled his being. The eggs were enveloped by a powerful green aura that seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy, each beat sending shivers of excitement through his body.
With a deep breath, he reminded himself of the immense responsibility he held in his hands. These creatures were fragile and vulnerable, and he knew that he needed to handle them with the utmost care and caution. He couldn't let anything harm them, not after all the hard work he had put in to bring them into existence.
As he held the egg in his hand, Niloggver could feel its warmth and energy radiating through his veins. It was almost as if the egg was alive, pulsing with its own energy and vitality.
A sense of pride and accomplishment welled up within him, knowing that he had played a vital role in bringing these amazing creatures into being. This was a momentous achievement, one that would be remembered for generations to come. But there was still one more thing that needed to be done before they fully came to life.
Anyways Niloggver knew that time to share this surprise with Elyon, the reason he had done this task in the first place.
'NATURAL' EVOLUTION
1513 IF 5573:00 > 1513 IF 5600:00
Elyon had been observing the Icebird for quite some time, enjoying its hard work at rejuvenating the wolf cave. But as she watched it now, she couldn't help but notice that something seemed off. The Icebird was fluttering around frantically, as if in a panic.
Using her spiritual sense, which had been heightened ever since she merged with the Tree of Creation, Elyon inspected the wolves that the Icebird had grown so close to. What she found surprised her - they were undergoing a rapid evolution. Their spiritual energies were changing and growing at an incredible rate, which was likely what had caused the panic in the Icebird.
But Elyon wasn't too worried about the situation. She thought of evolution as a natural process, and that the wolves would come out stronger and more resilient in the end. With a sense of curiosity and excitement, she continued to observe the pack over the next few hours, watching as they changed and adapted to their new spiritual energies.
And then, a day later, she decided to visit the frozen wastelands where the Icebird and the pack made their home. As she approached the cave where they lived, she saw the Icebird perched outside, waiting for her, its feathers ruffled with worry. With a chirp of welcome, it flew down to greet her.
As Elyon gracefully descended from the sky, her serene countenance radiated a sense of calm and tranquility. With a gentle smile gracing her lips, she landed with the grace of a ballerina on the shimmering, frozen ground, causing a symphony of soft crunches to reverberate through the serene landscape. The stillness of the surroundings was only broken by the fluttering wings of the Icebird, which eagerly flew over to her, its big, beseeching eyes imploring for her comforting presence.
With a gentle touch, Elyon extended her slender fingers, tenderly placing her hand upon the soft, delicate feathers of the Icebird. As she gazed into its eyes, she could sense the creature's unease, its body quivering with anxiety. Without hesitation, she offered a reassuring smile and spoke in a calming tone, "Everything will be okay." Her soothing words were like a balm to the bird's troubled soul, easing its worries and filling it with a sense of peace. "The wolves are undergoing a natural evolution. It might be scary, but they'll come out stronger and more resilient in the end."
The Icebird chirped in relief, and Elyon could sense its gratitude through their telepathic connection. But what Elyon didn't realize was that the evolution had been caused by Niloggver, her master - and his actions had set off a chain of events that would have far-reaching consequences, consequences that Niloggver himself could not even begin to fathom.
At the Icebird's telepathic request, Elyon stepped into the cave to check on the wolves. It was a strange and eerie sight - the pack, which had always been so strong and united, now lay motionless on the ground. Elyon's heart ached with concern, but she knew she had to be calm and methodical.
Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Elyon closed her eyes and focused all her spiritual senses on the pack of wolves before her. As she delved deeper into their aura, she confirmed that they were undergoing a profound transformation. Their auras were shifting and growing at an astonishing rate, pulsing with an otherworldly power that was both awe-inspiring and terrifying. Elyon could feel the raw, untamed aether coursing through their bodies, surging like a raging river seeking release. It was no wonder the Icebird had been so panicked - the intensity of this transformation was almost too much for any living being to bear.
With a focused mind and a gentle touch, Elyon worked tirelessly to ensure that the wolves were truly safe and sound. She checked their pulses, felt for any abnormalities, and even called upon the power of the Tree of Creation to heal any lingering wounds or illnesses. As she worked, she could sense the Icebird's anxiety slowly ebbing away, replaced by a sense of trust and gratitude that warmed her heart. For hours, Elyon remained by the side of the wolves, using all her knowledge and skill to help them through this mysterious and transformative process. As she worked, she felt a deep sense of reverence for the power of nature and the intricate balance of life, and she knew that she was playing a small but vital role in a greater cosmic drama. In the end, after much hard work and dedication, Elyon was able to tell the Icebird with confidence that the wolves were indeed safe - their transformation complete, their spirits soaring with newfound strength and purpose. It was a moment of triumph and awe, a testament to the unbreakable bonds that unite all living things in the web of life.
As Elyon shared the good news with the Icebird, she couldn't help but feel a sense of cautious optimism. While the wolves' transformation was indeed complete, there was still much to be done before they could truly awaken and adjust to their new state of being. She explained to the Icebird that the process would likely take a day or so, during which time the wolves would remain in a deep, peaceful slumber as their bodies and spirits adjusted to their new form. Elyon stressed the importance of patience and vigilance during this critical period, and urged the Icebird to keep watch over the pack as they slept, ready to intervene should any unexpected complications arise. The Icebird nodded solemnly, its eyes filled with a mix of awe and concern, and Elyon knew that she had done all she could to ensure the pack's safety and well-being.
As she turned to leave the cave, a subtle but unmistakable shift in the wolves' aura caught her eye. It was a flicker of something new and exciting, something that spoke of a deep and profound transformation that was only just beginning. As she gazed at the sleeping wolves, Elyon couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder and awe - what incredible creatures they were, and how fortunate she was to be able to witness their evolution firsthand.
But as she was about to investigate further, Elyon was interrupted by the voice of her master Niloggver. His voice echoed in her mind, commanding her to come over to his nest on the world heart, where he had something important to show her.
Despite her curiosity about the wolves, Elyon didn't want to not ignore Niloggver. She flew over the frozen landscape, and soon primordial water with effortless grace and speed. As she flew, Elyon couldn't help but wonder what secrets Niloggver had in store for her, and what new mysteries and challenges she would encounter along the way. But one thing was certain - with the power of the natural world at her fingertips and the guidance of her wise and powerful master at her side, she was ready for anything.
Niloggver's voice echoed in Elyon's head, calling her to come to the world heart, where he had something to show her. Elyon was both excited and apprehensive at the prospect of what Niloggver had in store for her. She had come to trust and rely on the ancient dragon's guidance, but his sudden call had taken her by surprise.
As she flew towards the world heart, her thoughts raced. What could Niloggver want to show her? Was it something about the wolves and their evolution? Or was it something else entirely? The anticipation built up inside her as she approached Niloggver's nest.
As she landed on the branch of the Tree of Creation that led to his nest, Niloggver greeted her with a nod. Elyon could feel his immense power and aura emanating from him, and she couldn't help but feel small and insignificant in comparison.
"Niloggver, what did you want to show me?" she asked, eager to know.
The dragon looked at her with his molten gold eyes and replied, "Follow me."
Elyon followed Niloggver deeper into his nest, where he revealed twelve human-sized, opaque green eggs. "This," he said, "is something I've been working on for a while. It's an experiment in creation and evolution. And I think you, Elyon, are the perfect person to help me see it through."
