You and the human think about the spirit's dying request - to remember him. It's a strange request, but it's not something that will hurt it, probably. It wasn't long before the human started talking:
"We can fulfill your request, we will remember you," he said lightly, but at the same time, I didn't for a change refuse it, although I didn't understand the point of remembering something we just met.
'Thank you very much' the weak voice of the spirit gently echoes as his dying voice is swallowed more and more by the background noises that the forest makes. There was a loud silence before the spirit could speak anymore:
'Here remember my name for I am 'Vyu'argani', the spirit of spirits' There was a moment of silence before the spirit managed to continue expressing its voice:
"I have been between the forest and the sea for a long time and I have seen many things, but things change and forces I did not know emerged, but I will no longer see the day when the world will change once they decide to reveal themselves, I noticed too late until I impaled on that tree trunk. Thank you very much for fulfilling...'
The spirit did not stop to complete his sentence before his voice fell silent once more and did not return. The forest has become quiet as if it is mourning its unseen death, and with it only we stand before the unseen sight of the situation, seeing nothing.
"Is this... Villargani? Wiew'erg? Wiew?"
[Vyu'argani] I tweet quietly.
"Vyu'argani, you remember his name, I think"
[It's engraved on the invisible barrier]
The human turned his head to the same field of vision of the body, and with him, as I said, an inscription was written in such a way that even if he is unable to know what was engraved there, he still understands everything that was engraved there:
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Congratulations!
To know the name of a spirit, as ancient as Vyu'argani, is a feat only a few have accomplished!
The power of "Vyu'argani, the Spirit of Spirits", some of his power will continue to flow through you, as his dying wish.
Over time, your powers will grow and flourish as time passes.
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I looked at the writing for a while before it was swallowed up into the background of the forest as if the writing was not on the invisible barrier I was used to until now.
"So spirits here are like forces that those who live here are unable to contact. This is surely something that Druidism had to do with it. I still don't know what exactly Druidism does. The same thing you chose: 'listening to the voices of the forest', I still don't understand why you chose this one, but so far... I'm quite pleasantly surprised that it's not as bad as it was written, but I'm probably opening my mouth to the devil"
[I didn't understand most of what you said]
His face looked sullen when I said this, but his mood quickly changed:
"It's clear you don't understand this, you don't know exactly how I see things here" He turned to the wall of information about the body, but nothing changed.
I realized that we have nothing more to do here while the forest is deafened by voices with its disappearance, the voice of the spirit. I commanded the body to move from the place and advance back to the stone path from which we came earlier. Probably in order not to hear the howl of the human complaining about why we are not returning to the track.
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We navigated through the vegetation and trees before returning together with the sunset back to the stone path. The human began to speak:
"You're a fast learner. Thank you so much for coming back to the stone path. As much as I want to move, I think we'll need to climb one of the trees again and rest before our bodies fall asleep midway."
Without any reaction from me and with understanding, I commanded the body to find the nearest tree and climb it. It didn't take long for the body to complete its command and with it, his eyes quickly closed.
The room became dark with a glow that wasn't there before as the body's eyes closed. We were both frightened by the situation:
"What's going on here?! It wasn't like this before!" The human turned and hovered, trying to see where the glow was coming from, without success. I also joined the search for the source of the glow from my place on the surrounding bottom where we were both imprisoned from the beginning.
We gave up, and the human went down to the floor and looked at me.
[I'm not the source of the glow if that's what you think]
I chirped at him before he took his eyes off me and looked around. Suddenly his head stopped in front of the invisible barrier and looked at it:
"He's doing it again," the human said with a sigh and turned me to see as well. It was engraved in the same way as soon as the body grew and became young:
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All conditions have been met!
Druidism and a 'Vyu'argani' spirit fragment found!
The ability "Spirituality" was created!
Information about "Vyu'argani" has been created!
From today you can see and contact spirits!
How do you keep doing this? You give me a headache.
Spirits are drawn to your presence, pick a few of them if you want his eyes to open.
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As soon as I understood the scripture, it even seemed that whoever engraved this scripture, it seemed that we managed to get on his nerves, whoever it was. With him at that moment, the glow began to spread lights of different colors than the white glow that was before and from them all over the space began to be filled with balls of light, each of which was a different color, flooding my entire field of vision, but at the same time, I could see through them.
The human behaved the same way before reacting to the situation:
"Where did all these colorful balls of light come from? They're everywhere!"
With every movement I made with my head, balls of light were in every possible corner. He continued to speak:
"I think these are the spirits that the one who wrote about the field of vision was talking about. He told the guy how many of them. I don't know what he was thinking to himself. Each of them is a different color and they are everywhere. What exactly is he asking for when he says 'His eyes will be opened?' Whoever wrote this seems to want to play their games with us."
He looked around before looking back at me:
"Let's pick a few of them and see what happens. I don't know anything. Let's do this"
The human began to hover and look at the balls of light while I also looked through the many colors that they spread to everyone in their subtle light.
The question now is what to choose here.
This is getting ridiculous now.
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Vyu'argani:
The spirit of spirits, an ancient spirit swimming in the forest in the southern peninsula of the empire. He saw many things and with him the good and the bad. Other spirits honor him with his presence while few have seen him.
It was destroyed by a force unknown to the system.
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Name: ----
Title: ----
Species: Druidism Raphus cucullatus (Druid dodo bird)
Age: (17 days) - Young | (10% growth)
HP: 100% | Stamina: 100% | Karma: -5
Abilities: Tweet | Climb | Run | Universal Translation | Info | Druidism | Spirituality
Growth option path: The one with the forest
General information:
It is a moderately flightless bird. They are mostly herbivores that eat fruits, seeds, and roots but are also able to eat and crack mollusks, crustaceans, and fish when the opportunity arises.
Their large and powerful beaks are capable of causing quite a bit of damage and are adapted to the food they eat, but they will more often than not choose to flee rather than fight, even though they have no natural fear.
This is a bird that does not exist in this world and should not exist. There is nothing like her in this world.
Some say that they can understand their surroundings better than anything else, but this is not proven or disproved, it can be seen that sometimes their feathers change according to their mood and the state of the environment in which they live.
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