Fairly sure that this is a CTSNB, but it fits together so well...
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Darkness beyond blackest pitch, deeper than the deepest night...
The young girl shuddered as the spell began, stifling a gasp. She'd cast
some big spells before, but this one was really tough! Still, she
soldiered on.
King of Darkness, shining like gold upon the Sea of Chaos...
Elsewhere, an effigy of a man paused in mid-crouch, its head cocked. The
cat it was holding took this opportunity to jump to the ground,
slinking away in amused satisfaction.
[CURIOSITY]
I call upon thee!
The entity felt a drain on its reserves of power. It was a bare fraction
of a fraction of what it possessed, yet still enough to rend a mountain
asunder.
[IRRITATION]
Swear myself to thee!
This time, it felt something returned to it- information. Shards grew
and shifted as data- everything that the child had ever been, done, or
learned- streamed into it. Much of it, the entity discarded as
useless... but the concept of 'magic', and the theories developed on its
use? Those, it kept.
Let those who are before me be destroyed by the power that you and I possess!
Meanwhile, the child on the other end of the link floated in midair, her
hair- once red, but getting lighter every second- fluttering in a
nonexistent breeze. All of her will was focused on one thing- finishing
the spell. Making something happen.
[AGREEMENT]
The entity felt the concept behind her spoken words, and approved.
Shards, newly forged and incredibly old alike, awoke, giving the power
the girl had tapped shape and purpose. The entity reached out for the
girl along the connection she had forged, growing closer... CLOSER...
[GIGA SLAAAAAAAVE!]
Contact.
For a brief moment, the two were as one. The spell was released, and a lake became a sea of death.
Then they separated, the girl and the entity. Their connection faded
into darkness, though neither would be the same. The girl would grow up
to become a great and terrible source of conflict, learning arcane lore
in abundance, refining it through battle.
The entity simply stood up, showing no sign of having been motionless
for minutes on end. One corner of its mouth rose, hesitantly, jerkily,
into an approximation of a grin.
Then, it disappeared.
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.
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Darkness beyond blackest pitch, deeper than the deepest night...
The young girl shuddered as the spell began, stifling a gasp. She'd cast
some big spells before, but this one was really tough! Still, she
soldiered on.
King of Darkness, shining like gold upon the Sea of Chaos...
Elsewhere, an effigy of a man paused in mid-crouch, its head cocked. The
cat it was holding took this opportunity to jump to the ground,
slinking away in amused satisfaction.
[CURIOSITY]
I call upon thee!
The entity felt a drain on its reserves of power. It was a bare fraction
of a fraction of what it possessed, yet still enough to rend a mountain
asunder.
[IRRITATION]
Swear myself to thee!
This time, it felt something returned to it- information. Shards grew
and shifted as data- everything that the child had ever been, done, or
learned- streamed into it. Much of it, the entity discarded as
useless... but the concept of 'magic', and the theories developed on its
use? Those, it kept.
Let those who are before me be destroyed by the power that you and I possess!
Meanwhile, the child on the other end of the link floated in midair, her
hair- once red, but getting lighter every second- fluttering in a
nonexistent breeze. All of her will was focused on one thing- finishing
the spell. Making something happen.
[AGREEMENT]
The entity felt the concept behind her spoken words, and approved.
Shards, newly forged and incredibly old alike, awoke, giving the power
the girl had tapped shape and purpose. The entity reached out for the
girl along the connection she had forged, growing closer... CLOSER...
[GIGA SLAAAAAAAVE!]
Contact.
For a brief moment, the two were as one. The spell was released, and a lake became a sea of death.
Then they separated, the girl and the entity. Their connection faded
into darkness, though neither would be the same. The girl would grow up
to become a great and terrible source of conflict, learning arcane lore
in abundance, refining it through battle.
The entity simply stood up, showing no sign of having been motionless
for minutes on end. One corner of its mouth rose, hesitantly, jerkily,
into an approximation of a grin.
Then, it disappeared.
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.