In the forests of the other world, a being was born. It was neither dragonspawn nor a Metamorph. Not an Altesian or a Titan. Instead, it was a little blob of potential borne of potential itself.
Because of this weakness, the blob had little chance to survive. All around it were predators and prey, but it fit into neither. Because it could change from one to the other, if it had the chance to grow.
Its own consciousness was barely aware of its surroundings. The multi-coloured reeds of its birthplace, surrounded by flying sea mammals and rocks. Unlike the peers around it, the monster had no need to consume anything to survive.
So, it spent the majority of its time on the rocks, in the lake or traversing the giant bones of a sea serpent that hung from the cliff above. All the while the little monster tried to avoid the gaze of other, larger monsters around it.
It wasn’t as strong as them, that it knew. It had meagre powers of its own. It could enhance its speed a bit, that was it. But that’s all the monster needed at the time. it didn’t even think of gaining more powers, nor did it have a concept of what Seeds were.
When it wasn’t resting or exploring, the little monster tried chewing on the surroundings. Maybe it didn’t need to, but the taste was an adventure of its own.
It could speak, that much it knew. But there weren’t people around to speak with. The words came into its mind when it thought them, but no one was around to hear. When it saw other monsters huddling together in hives and schools, it thought that they must like having people around.
Maybe it should’ve been sad that no one could understand it, but it wasn’t. the world was in front of the little monster, waiting to be explored and taken in. it could do a million things, chase the dragons that crossed the sky or play with the sea serpents that traversed the lake. It felt happy in its circumstance, not constricted.
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As it was that one day the little monster decided to go for a swim. Its stubby little arms carried it into the lake and it swam pretty well, if it were to guess. The little monster had explored every place in the cliffside by that point. The centre of the lake was a personal challenge it had set for itself.
Once it was done there, it would leave the little haven and set out on another journey. It had spotted a fine emerald dragon stopping by the place often enough. Maybe it could ask for a ride to some other place.
When the little monster got to the centre of the lake, it looked around itself. It felt like the monster had entered into the centre of a sphere, and the world around it was rising up around it.
It was, though not for the reasons the monster thought. The water was lowering around it because a sea serpent had been awoken from its slumber. Bluish green scales each bigger than the little monster rose up around it.
When the monster uncoiled, the level of the entire lake around it had dropped. The little monster knew at once it was face to face with something ancient, because the serpent took its time to open even a single eye.
A rainbow of colours was in its iris, and the little monster was mesmerized by the sight. It froze there in the lake, where others ran before the might of the giant serpent.
Something inside of the little monster told it that it would be alright, even if it were to perish right here and now. Maybe it was the beauty of the creature itself.
The monster focused its sight on the little monster, making it feel very much unprepared for what was coming next. For a long while it did nothing against him, darting its eyes around itself instead.
Then it opened its large, sharp tooth littered mouth. The little monster wondered what it was for, but when water started gathering in the serpent’s mouth, it knew. A beam of it, pressurized so that it became white as a sheet, sprayed out and annihilated the little monster within an instant.
The beam continued towards the cliffside and tore a line within it as well, before winking out. The sea serpent spared not a thought for what he’d done afterwards, sinking deep into the lake to continue its slumber once more.