I draw my bow, siphoning energy from my body and towards a singular point - the arrow. There was a slight breeze with clear, overhead skies watching all throughout the distance. I let go. All of a sudden the arrow shoots through the air, breaking the sound barrier along with it. It flies downwards from my vantage point of Tiloco Mountain, downwards into the fray of vast undead.
It was there now. The smell. That’s what we Logos called it. A smell of singularity yet polarizing in its own right; attracting dead things from the ground up, a byproduct of a Legendary Ilos Lich - able to single handedly bring down kingdoms by itself. And yet my arrow whizzed past their spells and shields, past even the Lich itself, into the nothingness of the world. Far, far away it went, my arrow flying straighter than, turning into a ray of blue, mystical energy.
A loud, intense moment of tension occurs. Then? Nothing. Time itself seemed to have stopped. I had sacrificed my life, as well as the hope of our people to save the world from the terrors of the undead. I don’t know what happened next, however I felt it. Life force flowing through my incorporeal body. A chance. I move. And then? I see.
A vastness, so vast that it wouldn’t be a stretch to say it was the entirety of all. Bright lights flooded my vision, with multicolor beams of energy floating with each other, constantly pumping and bumping.
It was... beautiful.
It came to me. The Song Of the Galaxy. Wise, ancient, and oh so powerful. I felt it. My soul. I had reached heaven, the elders would definitely point out at the village. And yet? It felt... much, much more. All the feelings in the galaxy, pinned into one, humanoid-sized creature. It opened its mouth, and with it came a voice I would never forget, throughout all planes of life. So beautiful that I couldn’t help... but cry.
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Melodic. Colorful. Vibrant.
“Hello young one. Your act of selflessness and duty has allowed for you to re-embark on another journey of life. Keeping your memories, you would be allowed to play this life out with no relations to the past. What do you say?”
I choked and spattered, yet somehow kept all the spit in my non-existent throat. I struggle to get the words out in front of such marvel of nature. Yes... this was nature personified.
“...Yes...”
That was all I remembered as I passed into the void of nothingness, becoming nothing less than a speck of dust. And yet I felt I could hear something whisper.
“...Good luck...”
A thundering halt woke me. I found myself unable to move, literally rooted into a mountain atop a steep cliff. Reincarnation. The immortal being atop the universe had told me that this would be a second journey of life. Surreal.
I turn to look around when I realized something. I had no eyes! It was incredibly, nauseating for me as I found that I could see all around me at once. In fact I did not have a “head” to look around with. It appears that being “rooted” was a literal word. I was reincarnated as a Tree! I couldn’t believe it.
Well… the being wasn’t lying at least. I do have a second life now and I plan to live it all the way to the fullest.
My name is Lailos, former Logos holy archer, and I have been reborn.