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Prologue-01

Good evening, what brings me the pleasure of your visit? Are you here to ask me the same as the ones that came before you? Very well, as a reward for reaching me I will grant you one wish that lies within my power.

I can give you the power of conquest like the great Alexander, or may you prefer strength like I have once granted the brute calling himself Khan?

Come on work with me,what do you wish for, what is your hearts desire?

A STORY???

That is definitely the first time anyone has asked this of me, very well I will entertain your idea. To understand what I am about to tell you know this, everything is alive, your planet, the moon in the sky, even the shallow waters of a beach they are all alive. And everything alive will die one day, but death is not the end. We die to be reborn.

Such is the nature of reincarnation, your world will die, you will die.... but all will be reborn, different yet the same. Even I have lived many lives, but unlike many I remember.......

So I will tell you a story, just a tiny fragment of my own existence.

My very beginnings were humble, born to a human family I grew up to be the wife of a simple farmer. I believed in the things the church told us, to endure the hardships for at the end awaits paradise. Only aged 40 cycles I took my last breath as mother of seven. I awaited paradise, instead I found there was no paradise, there was no reward! Only shadows and boundless nothing existed in that space.

Time is fleeting in the emptiness, all those that lose their sense of self in that space are wiped clean, every memory lost, the very soul bleached of all that builds up “you”. But I was not that lucky I longed to forget, to be free of my own thoughts. Until the day I was reborn.

Even now I do not know how long the time I spent in was, but sadly it was not the last time. Reincarnation is fickle, I have been reincarnated as everything you may imagine, I was a planet once! An insect was but one of the many forms I inhabited. But I will tell you of one life that has formed me more than any other.

My preferred method of birth is spontaneous creation or being laid as an egg, that life however started with the execrating pain that comes with being pushed out of a womb. Imagine someone trying to push you through a narrow gap and only your flexible bones prevent you from getting crushed. I assure you not a very pleasant experience.

My first sensations after the pain were two massive limbs catching my tiny form after exiting my mothers womb. Everything hurt, you would imagine being born countless times would reduce the pain, but freshly born nerves unaccustomed to anything are impossible to tune out. The cold breeze hitting my back warned me of the thing I dreaded most right now. With a wet slap the giant hand of my inexperienced parent impacted my bare behind. The agony of my mistreated behind forced the single reaction a baby is expected to produce.

Activating baby siren mode I loudly announced my displeasure and arrival in this world.

Shortly after a nipple was stuffed in my mouth, body on auto-pilot I began filling my belly with the sustenance it demanded. Only when the roughest pain and hunger subsided did I regain my bearings. Apparently I was placed in some sort of crib or nest, my bare body buried in some kind of furs. My eyes were not working yet and except the sense of touch everything felt alien.

So with nothing better to do I tried to at least ascertain my rough form, four stubby limbs, a lump on my back perhaps a tail or similar and an over-sized head. As far as I could tell this was a humanoid body, perhaps belonging to an intelligent species. Would not have been the first time I expect another “human” body only to find out I reincarnated as some form of beast.

Just so you know the “human” type is the most common type a god resorts to for populating his newly created worlds. They are used as template for so many different races its disturbing.

Lost in though I drifted into sleep, my time as baby was quite uneventful, sleep, being fed and cleaned rounded off with more sleep. I loathe this period it is BORING. Think being stuck in a barely responsive body every part hurts from growing and you can't even see.

One day I felt my eyes stir, they felt ready, straining my undeveloped muscles to open my eyes rewarded me with searing pain as the first rays of light violently entered.

Sighting to myself I began the long and tedious process of getting my eyes accustomed to light again. At least this life I was not blind, I had enough of that after that life as giant worm under the earth.

Finally my eyes took in the first picture, the crude ceiling over me came into view.

The woven branches slowly gaining focus. The colors were quite unexpected though, seems like these eyes are quite good. I could see the heat radiating on the tar covered branches.

Still unable to turn my head I was forced to look around, but being deeply buried in furs I was unable to spot anything that may give me more of a hint to what I am this incarnation or what my surroundings looked like. The only thing I noticed immediately was the blind spot in the middle, it looked like I had a more bestial face this life. A snout with a black nose sat in between my vision. I must have looked so stupid trying to see my own nose that I caused my mother to laugh. I had not noticed her approach.

Or at least I think it was laughing, because I am definitely sure the giant wolf-man with silver fur coming into view did not possess any vocal chords. Viewing my parent I was mesmerized by her beauty, glossy silver fur, clear eyes that would rival a glacier, topped by pointy ears and a sleek snout.

I had seen wolves and their variants many times but she was simply breathtaking. She was clothed in a simple leather tunic and trousers, that is if I identified the brown fabric correctly. All in all she looked intelligent and majestic “seems like this life will be interesting” was what I thought.

She turned her head and caused something that made me jolt in my crib, a vibration in the ether, my brain worked overtime. This vibration could only have one source and it was one of the best things that could happen. Using the vibration my mother caused as reference for the frequency of this worlds ether I managed to establish a connection.

The world became brighter as my senses began to shift towards the new sensations.

My happiness was short lived though, the density of was quite low, still usable but low, what turned my mood sour was that I also detected and . All three in equal concentration like this meant one thing I was not really happy to experience again... monsters.

“If my bad premonition is correct that also means is here” was what I thought.

Only to be greeted by the sound I learned to hate the most in all planes of existence.

“DING!”

Followed by one of the familiar boxes that came to worlds ruled by .

Welcome to the world, newborn access granted, Title acquired “Keen eyes”

Just as I was busy dismissing the annoying window the earth began to shake, entering the room was the biggest wolf-man I had ever seen. He easily dwarfed my mother, he looked quite menacingly with a scar across his face and fully covered in green fur that could barely cover a build the Hulk would dream of.

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His giant cross between a paw and a hand reaching for me I already saw my life flashing before me as with a high pitched “yelp” he jolted backwards. My mother was standing next to the giant brute apparently she had hit his nose with a bundle of reeds, vibrations going back and forth between both of them. As if someone had pulled the plug the giant that barely fit into the room deflated ….... never underestimate the power of a wife.

Shooing the wolf-man out I got another feeding time, this time I saw something rare. My mother actually did not possess the usual setup of breasts most humanoid creations had.

Instead of two breasts she had four, which toppled a few theories I had of my potential race. But again my small body cursed me with its need to sleep sending me into a deep dreamless sleep before I had any chance to better inspect the room.

The next weeks were utterly boring, my status finally leveled up from “newborn” to “baby” which allowed me to finally check the one big convenience brought with it.

“status”

StatusName: UnnamedAge:0 Race: Lunar guardianLevel0Vitality5Dexterity2Strength2Intelligence5Wisdom5TraitsTitles1(open list)Skills3HP10/10ManaN/AQIN/A

Titles

Title:Grade:RareRank 1/10Also called “old” or “seeing” eyes, you have seen hardships before opening your eyes for the first time. Visual sensitivity increased, illusions and tricks are less likely to work on you. There is no total invisibility before your gaze.

Skills

The status looked fairly tame, at least this time I was spared of any random or expecting me to act as hero or some other random thing a god of this realm hatched out in his vast boredom.

Perhaps this life I could finally take a rest, no war of survival, perhaps even find a way to cleanse my soul.

As I turned one year old or as many worlds call it “cycle” finally parts of the baby restrictions lifted and I could finally tune back into the ether. The basics of the three energy types are very simple can be used to rewrite reality by

transforming the ambient energy or it can be used to temporarily boost a body, personally I prefer its power to refine the mind. on the other hand cannot be used to cast spells, it can however cultivate the body and be used in certain techniques drawing out the laws of the world to create spell like effects.

is different, the power of evolution, basically raw world energy unlike and it is mostly used by beasts to form cores and evolve. However

I have found a unique property of it can improve the body's ability to store the soul.

With the restrictions partially lifted I began to prepare for the experiment I always planned for when I reached a plane with equal parts of energy. Splitting my

consciousness into three I began to attract the worldly energy around me, for what I planned I needed quite a bit. Each part of my thoughts collected one type of energy, a small pebble of was the first to form, next to it a growing plate of and a small vortex of .

Mentally I apologized to my young parents, for what I planned had only two possible results. Either a new type of core proving a theory I had for a long time or a very quick return into the cycle of reincarnation leaving a red baby shaped stain. I sincerely hoped for the first result, my parents had been nice so far and thanking them with exploding offspring was nothing I would wish onto them.

You people may not know, and do not mix very well, so I thought of a solution that did not result in a violent explosion. My answer was so simple it baffled me, “don't let them mix” encasing both the and with a layer of and then fusing both was my solution. In theory everything should work.

The process of melding the energy into solid matter and connecting it to the Channel and Meridian network was long and tedious but I endured.

When both sides finally fused I was not prepared for the backlash though, I lost control of the energies. Huge amounts of energy rushed into me attracted by the violently rotating orbs of and only the sudden crystallization of saved my small behind. It still knocked me out cold.

As such I did not notice any of the many notifications the system bombarded me with as I passed out. I was in for quite a surprise for when I finally awoke.

Notification ,, stat added, Title gained, baby status deactivated under the influence of . Gained racial skill , Gained racial skill

I was really exited and immediately wanted to check my status but instead I got an alert.

System notification

instability detected, rejection failed, rebooting core parameters,

error Superuser detected, loading file 00-x71E, forced system synchronization initiated progress 4%.......5%

Apparently my little experiment had somehow screwed with which made me smile with glee. I really LOVED throwing sticks and stones into the oiled gears the gods set up to govern their little playground. You can only take so much being used as a toy before you start loving to mess with your “owner”.

My mother on the other hand interpreted the giggling cub as a sign to feed me, thus my euphoria was short lived as it was drowned in milk. I lightly cursed my body as sleep once more forced itself upon me.

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