As I stood there peering at my newly transformed body, an almost indescribable feeling resonated from within me.
A feeling that I would peg as an incompleteness if I was asked. An incompleteness, but not one that necessarily felt bad or wrong.
It felt like watching a show but stopping the season before it gets bad.
However, being settled with my new body and the feeling that came along with it will get me nowhere. Well not like I’m Mesain Thunder right now anyways. I’m completely rooted within the lake.
So the question is how rather than can. For some reason, I know in my heart that escape is possible. Which is somehow reassuring even though I can’t really feel worried? Well, whatever. How can I get out of here?
Hmm. Maybe I betrayed someone else and I need to apologize again?
Mhm..can’t think of anyone else I made a promise to that I didn’t fulfill.
So back to the drawing board, I guess…
I’ve been banging my head against the metaphorical wall trying to figure out how to leave here for what feels like weeks. All I figured out is that a lot of my memories seem to be missing than I thought before. Which is just great. Who doesn’t like having parts of their identity stolen from them? But I can complain about that later, time to get back t-
Thank you for waiting~
Oh, the adorable voice is back. That’s always a plus. But waiting for what?
Please look at your reflection and direct your focus towards the top of it.
Okay? Sure? The cute voice has yet to lead me astray, so it's totes worth a shot. Let's see- oh my gosh. When in the nine layers of hell did that get there?
At the top of my tree form, there was a big unbloomed flower. It reminded me of a pineapple growing from its plant.
Like the other flowers found on my body, this one was a stark heliotrope color. Unlike the rest, it was shaped more like a tulip.
As I gazed upon the new addition to my body, the feeling of incompleteness surged, flooding my senses. Instinctively, I knew the cause of the feeling was the flower itself. And looking back, it would probably be safe to assume that the feeling came from the formation of the flower in the first place. But now what?
Hmm…the usually silent person in my head went out of their way to point it out. So it has to be important, right? At least I’d think as much, but right now it seems kind of useless. How does an unbloomed flower help me?
Wait, isn’t it a part of me? Can’t I just open it myself with a mental command from my brain, or whatever the plant equivalent is? Open.
Nope. Of course, it's not that easy.
Wait, maybe it’s one of those vestigial features, like wiggling your ears or making a cloverleaf tongue. If that’s the case, there’s a possibility I won’t be able to do it. But it's not like I have anything else to do, plus this will help me get acclimated to my body anyways.
Why didn’t I think of this earlier? It was dumb to assume that I’d be a regular tree. I could totally be something like a treant. I’d totally be able to leave then. Honesty thinking, it’s probably more likely than me being a regular smegular tree.
Oh well, better to have the idea later rather than never, I guess.
Wait, I think I got it…bingo!
After tons of trial and error, as well as several different discoveries, I finally grasped how to open the unbloomed flower on top of me.
As I gave the mental command, the flower unfurled, with something resting within the middle of it.
As I attempted to look at the thing in the flower, I was assaulted with another feeling. This one felt like a connection was being severed, but another was forming in its place.
The most similar thing I could think of is a cell doing mitosis. Like when a cell splits off from its parent, but they're both the same..kinda?
Wait, no. That doesn't make sense. Well, whatever.
There was a distinct separation, but I could feel a tether connected to something, somewhere.
Pushing the feeling aside, I once again glanced at the thing on top of me. It seemed to be a small serpent-like creature. It was clad in the same green as the one of my leaves, with some dashes of the purple of my flowers. It looked really cute as it slept with what seemed like no worries, tightly coiled within the safety of the flower.
Then suddenly, it opened its, or rather my eyes.
Yeah, my eyes. As the serpent awoke from its slumber, I felt my conscience travel along the tethered connect that I felt being established just moments before.
And as suddenly as it had opened its eyes, I became the snake within the flower upon the tree.
Unfazed by the transfer, I began testing out my new body all while questioning what happened. I began twisting and twirling around, trying to get a feel of my soul's new home. After feeling that the range of flexibility was far superior to anything I had thus far, I decided to test out my other main addition: my new mouth and fangs.
I immediately bit at the petal I was laying upon and felt pain as I sunk my fangs into the plant. The presence of the pain confirmed one of my suspicions as well as the two feelings I felt.
The feeling of incompleteness dropped dramatically after I transferred into this serpentine form. It was still present, but almost negligible in comparison to before. The other feeling, of separation but connection, went along with my hypothesis.
It seems that both this new snake body and the tree are both me. That would explain the shared pain, as well as why I can feel the ‘tunnel’ that is connecting the two of them. Now, why is this the case? Or why did I get a snake body? Or even how did I get this body? I have no clue, but I’ll figure that out later. But honestly right now, I couldn’t care less. Cause. I. Can. Move.
Screw Hell, I'm so outta here!
As I stood there peering at my newly transformed body, an almost indescribable feeling resonated from within me.
A feeling that I would peg as an incompleteness if I was asked. An incompleteness, but not one that necessarily felt bad or wrong.
It felt like watching a show but stopping the season before it gets bad.
However, being settled with my new body and the feeling that came along with it will get me nowhere. Well not like I’m Mesain Thunder right now anyways. I’m completely rooted within the lake.
So the question is how rather than can. For some reason, I know in my heart that escape is possible. Which is somehow reassuring even though I can’t really feel worried? Well, whatever. How can I get out of here?
Hmm. Maybe I betrayed someone else and I need to apologize again?
Mhm..can’t think of anyone else I made a promise to that I didn’t fulfill.
So back to the drawing board, I guess…
I’ve been banging my head against the metaphorical wall trying to figure out how to leave here for what feels like weeks. All I figured out is that a lot of my memories seem to be missing than I thought before. Which is just great. Who doesn’t like having parts of their identity stolen from them? But I can complain about that later, time to get back t-
Thank you for waiting~
Oh, the adorable voice is back. That’s always a plus. But waiting for what?
Please look at your reflection and direct your focus towards the top of it.
Okay? Sure? The cute voice has yet to lead me astray, so it's totes worth a shot. Let's see- oh my gosh. When in the nine layers of hell did that get there?
At the top of my tree form, there was a big unbloomed flower. It reminded me of a pineapple growing from its plant.
Like the other flowers found on my body, this one was a stark heliotrope color. Unlike the rest, it was shaped more like a tulip.
As I gazed upon the new addition to my body, the feeling of incompleteness surged, flooding my senses. Instinctively, I knew the cause of the feeling was the flower itself. And looking back, it would probably be safe to assume that the feeling came from the formation of the flower in the first place. But now what?
Hmm…the usually silent person in my head went out of their way to point it out. So it has to be important, right? At least I’d think as much, but right now it seems kind of useless. How does an unbloomed flower help me?
Wait, isn’t it a part of me? Can’t I just open it myself with a mental command from my brain, or whatever the plant equivalent is? Open.
Nope. Of course, it's not that easy.
Wait, maybe it’s one of those vestigial features, like wiggling your ears or making a cloverleaf tongue. If that’s the case, there’s a possibility I won’t be able to do it. But it's not like I have anything else to do, plus this will help me get acclimated to my body anyways.
Why didn’t I think of this earlier? It was dumb to assume that I’d be a regular tree. I could totally be something like a treant. I’d totally be able to leave then. Honesty thinking, it’s probably more likely than me being a regular smegular tree.
Oh well, better to have the idea later rather than never, I guess.
Wait, I think I got it…bingo!
After tons of trial and error, as well as several different discoveries, I finally grasped how to open the unbloomed flower on top of me.
As I gave the mental command, the flower unfurled, with something resting within the middle of it.
As I attempted to look at the thing in the flower, I was assaulted with another feeling. This one felt like a connection was being severed, but another was forming in its place.
The most similar thing I could think of is a cell doing mitosis. Like when a cell splits off from its parent, but they're both the same..kinda?
Wait, no. That doesn't make sense. Well, whatever.
There was a distinct separation, but I could feel a tether connected to something, somewhere.
Pushing the feeling aside, I once again glanced at the thing on top of me. It seemed to be a small serpent-like creature. It was clad in the same green as the one of my leaves, with some dashes of the purple of my flowers. It looked really cute as it slept with what seemed like no worries, tightly coiled within the safety of the flower.
Then suddenly, it opened its, or rather my eyes.
Yeah, my eyes. As the serpent awoke from its slumber, I felt my conscience travel along the tethered connect that I felt being established just moments before.
And as suddenly as it had opened its eyes, I became the snake within the flower upon the tree.
Unfazed by the transfer, I began testing out my new body all while questioning what happened. I began twisting and twirling around, trying to get a feel of my soul's new home. After feeling that the range of flexibility was far superior to anything I had thus far, I decided to test out my other main addition: my new mouth and fangs.
I immediately bit at the petal I was laying upon and felt pain as I sunk my fangs into the plant. The presence of the pain confirmed one of my suspicions as well as the two feelings I felt.
The feeling of incompleteness dropped dramatically after I transferred into this serpentine form. It was still present, but almost negligible in comparison to before. The other feeling, of separation but connection, went along with my hypothesis.
It seems that both this new snake body and the tree are both me. That would explain the shared pain, as well as why I can feel the ‘tunnel’ that is connecting the two of them. Now, why is this the case? Or why did I get a snake body? Or even how did I get this body? I have no clue, but I’ll figure that out later. But honestly right now, I couldn’t care less. Cause. I. Can. Move.
Screw Hell, I'm so outta here!
