I starred at the name Zotherg on the prompt. I was hesitant to contact the unknown elemental. Zotherg had question marks next to its level indication. I could only assume it meant its level was way too high for me to be able to see in the system without leveling up first. I took a deep breath and let it go. The system had not lied to me yet. My chosen trait promised elementals would only help me. I steadied my resolve and used Soul Speak.
It felt like my very being was an LED flashlight blinking on and off rapidly in succession as I used soul speak. The fluctuations of my soul were acting like a cell phone signal. At first, I could only translate or feel emotions going back and forth between the two of us. Zothergs joy at me contacting it and mine at finally having someone or something with which to communicate. I had been unaware of how excruciating my imprisonment in my new body had been. Not to mention other unpleasant instances of my rebirth, whether I liked it or not I have a perfect memory. I did not like having to poop myself several times a day and be cleaned by others. It was ... humiliating to say the least. Heck, I tried my best to avoid being breastfed, but there seems to be no other method used by the elves. I refused at first, but hunger is a painful thing, and eventually, I gave in. I closed my eyes so their image would not torment me.
It wasn't all bad, in the past life I had never known my mother. She had died in a car accident shortly after my birth. She was driving her car in the morning after a snowstorm. She lost control when she went over black ice and crashed into a tree ten feet down from the road. The engine burst into the cab and crushed her to death.
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In this life, however, I felt my mother's love for me. It was an odd feeling I had been unaware of was missing in my life. My mother Sienna Knollen seemed to be a bit overprotective. She was always worried I would get sick. She rarely left my side and so far refused to let my father Ileor Knollen show me off around the village. It was almost as sweet as it was annoying!
As time passed my Soul Speak skill level up and once it reached level 3 we could converse real thoughts. We could send words and even images between us. I was surprised by Zothergs elderly male voice. He sounded like what I always imagined Santa Clause would if he were real.
"HA HA, congratulations young lord!", Zotherg bellowed.
"Um, thanks Zotherg it's nice to speak with you finally," I replied to Zotherg. I had answered to him more generally than I thought I would. It felt like I truly knew him after communicating emotions and such before.
"Well, I wondered how long it would take you to find out about me, but I never expected it would be so soon!" Zotherg stated.
"What do you mean?", I asked.
" It's understandable that you don't know this but I'm an earth elemental, and you're on top of me." Zotherg declared. There was a moment of surprise as I looked around to see if there was a tiny man made of dirt around. Zotherg amused seemed to understand what I was thinking and continued, " To be more precise you are camping in a forest that is on a mountain. That mountain is called Mt Zotherg, and that's me. Nice to meet ya!".