TF Chapter 64 Intent

***Nathaniel***

I didn't know anything, didn't feel anything, and didn't have thoughts of anything. I was simply here!

Where exactly? My consciousness, or the place where my spiritual powers originated from. I didn't know how I knew, but my instincts were telling me that this was the most correct answer. Besides, the white mist within that was pulsing like a heart beat had already given away the identity of this place.

As I looked around to take in this place, something caught my eye, a white oval shaped thing. An egg to be precise. I moved towards it and inspected the cracked white shell, which led me to the speculation that it was my spiritual powers given solid form. Every time whatever was inside pulsed, more cracks appeared on the white shell.

After what I would like to call the longest wait of my life, the shell finally fell away, dispersing into spiritual mist, adding more volume to this space.

An orange light entered eyes, a light that even proliferated through my almost transparent spiritual body that was within this place, but it had this warm feeling, like being in the embrace of a mother. It was practically inviting me to hug that orange ball that had appeared from the cracked shell. For some reason, though it was somewhat blurry, gaining more clarity the longer I gazed at it. Though, there were a few sensations I felt from it, like a mild force that was attracting my form towards it, some heat, which was warm enough to soothe my spirit.

I also felt a closeness a weird feeling that made me feel like it was a part of me, as intimate as an arm or a leg. Curious! I wondered what it was. I hadn't heard of anything like this from any of the forgers, so what was it?

All the haze finally cleared at this moment, and something unbelievable entered my eyes; there was no way I could mistake this thing! It was a sun... No, a star!

It was spinning slowly on its axis, with reddish orange flames burning on its surface with such intense heat its very atmosphere was distorting. Its diameter was roughly that of my height, making me almost equal to it. It had to be expending tens of thousands of degrees in heat, yet all I felt was warmth, though I still didn't entertain any thoughts of getting closer to it, even with its gravitational pull mildly affecting me. Though, it was sucking up all the spiritual mist in this place, causing it to rotate around the star, the image akin to a hurricane. Solar flares were also occasionally erupting from it, a sign of its volatile molten makeup.

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A star in my mind! No one would believe me even If I told them. It was even more unbelievable to me, yet I didn't feel as surprised as I ought to have been. Were my emotions dull in this place?

My mind had just gone and decided to give birth to a star... But what was the whole point of this? Why a star? And why did it appear in my mind? The many questions served to make my entire thought process turbulent.

The yellowish light was warm and watching sprouts of molten flame rise up and then sink back down onto its surface like serpents was a really mesmerising spectacle that made me feel like I was gazing at a miniature copy of the sun, our solar star.

A solar star in my mind! Even in my dreams, this was a phrase I would have never dared to imagine, yet the reality was here bathing me in its light.

There were echoes of my current predicament in reality here, but they had been diminished to the point that the emotions and the pain of my body were more like mosquito bites, inconsequential in this place. But, I would never forget what had happened in reality, or the fact that my body was most probably wrecked beyond repair. This miniature sun didn't look like a miraculous medicine capable of healing my body, so I was probably going to die the moment my mind left this place.

Though, there was a silver lining here. The time outside had slowed to a crawl in my perception, a fact that this brain of mine was firing at a way faster rate than in reality, probably its dying throes, the last hurrah before I ultimately vanished from this world.

Once again focusing on the star, a word popped up within my mind, like the world itself had whispered it to me, a truth that the universe was supposed to unveil to those who managed to awaken something akin to my star; INTENT!

This star was my intent. What was intent though? It was a miniature of the word intention. Intention...was the star my intention? Was my intention to give birth to a star?

No, that didn't feel right the more I thought of it, so what was it? As my eyes took in the rays, an idea hit upon me... Was it my intention to become something close or a star itself?

That was like the missing puzzle piece that made very thing fall into place.

I have admired stars since young. It was actually the reason I mostly fell in love with forgers because I had had a thought one day, what if forgers could step upon the surface of the very stars themselves?

That had led to the current me, who was now on this planet, having awakened my intent that was to be a star, yet I was about to die.

"Well then Mr. Star, what if I really want to become a star at the last moment in my life?"

I chuckled even as I consciously pushed all the spiritual mist that had been in this space towards the star which devoured it all instantly, leaving me a little shocked.

Now that the entire space became empty, the star became all the more conspicuous. Could I control it though? This star...intent?

Using my mind, I tried to wrench something from within the star only for orange mist to come out, sparkling with a few sparks as if at any moment it would catch fire and burn.

I had seen nebulae in images, and this mist was just as beautiful! I moved all of it to fill this space before allowing some to trickle outside. Even with death approaching, I wanted to see what was special about spiritual powers with an intent.