Moving towards my destination, I go inside of the Contact Chamber; The inside doesn't look like the usual cubic or parallelepiped shape than more constructions usually possess, instead, is spherical, with a toroid platform filled in the middle by a circle, just as rzïry told .
The door behind seals itself, making impossible for to determine where the exit is actually located, as it seems as if the walls are rotating.
{Am I tripping again?!}
Even confused by this fact, I am completely conscious about what I must do; So I take a confident step towards the outer edge of the toroidal part of the platform.
The environnt around suddenly transforms outside the platform, disappearing the walls into an endless desert of dark brown sand, just as the ceiling transforms into a vanta black sky which feels as endless as the land in the indiations.
{What a weird place is the Mythstical Plane; There are no stars in the sky, and I can't see any mountains or hills in the distance; How anything can exist here?}
A growl catches my attention, the beast that produces the sound is incorporeal, but as I focus my gaze on it, the shapeless stain quickly floats out of my sight.
{Pathetic!; There is no way I am agreeing to a "Contract" with sothing that can't even look in the eye!}
Just as if I were doing aerobics, I take a step back, descending from the platform, which returns the ceiling and walls to normalcy.
{Is it just a visual effect?, Or is there more to learn from this Contact Chamber?}
Putting my curiosity on hold, I step up again into the toroid edge; This ti, the shape of a large Mustard Basilisk has my attention; and I can perceive a tingling sensation coursing through my spine.
{I suppose this is the connection, or maybe is because of my Ascension Animal Affection is a type of Reptile}
But when I am about to go closer to the center of the platform, the creature hiss with evident panic burning itself in the sand.
I repeat my attempt, on this occasion a rocky creature is on the left side of my view; So would call it a Golem, But before turning my head towards its direction, it shatters into a pile of dust that quickly mixes with the sand.
{*Sigh*, At least the others scape out of fear, but Dying because of it, This one was truly pathetic, wherever you are, I apologize to you Cowardly Cloud, there are more diocre entities than you}
Repeating the process once again, I see an imdiate change in the environnt in comparison to before; The sky is not different than dark wine and i ant the texture not only the colour, as the sand is of a purple so obscure that almost looks like black, which only highlights the appearance of the creature in this place, a humanoid female shaped silhouette of at least 60 ters tall, her skin is armored by nacar white tallic hexagon patterns outlined by vanta black edges that resemble an infinite depth that is way too unsettling.
My body can't move at all, even when an invasive sensation in my spine feels pleasurable and necessary, much more intense than my night with Risteth and the tingling produced by the Mustard Basilisk.
‡You are not ready for soone like ‡
{What is that lodic noise?}
The answer cos from an hipersonic Nacar White Bullet of energy surrounded by a Vanta Black coating hue; Immobile for an unknown reason, I am forced to take the shot in the center of my stomach, being thrown off the platform and violently impacting the wall behind .
I can't even complain about the pain or the burn in my stomach, not to ntion that my new sweatshirt has taken on a new style.
{*Mhhghm*, rzïry and Amber need a good punishnt, they didn't ntion the creatures being capable of attacking , Though i didn't ask either}
The next eighty three attempts are filled with weaklings, not one of them as diocre as the "Shattered Golem", but pretty much none of them show even half the attitude of the Mustard Basilisk, and of course, the tingling is not occuring or its intensity is way too dim.
{rzïry comnt that having repeated creatures was the factor to determine if it was a bad day for doing my Pact, but all of them had been different, i should keep going, not like i know where the exit is located to take a resting nap and try again tomorrow}
My attempts continue the previous pattern, not a single creature is repeated, and i don't encounter another one capable of harming like that "Humanoid Female" did.
{I am healing the injury, but not even the Lyg'Æythûz Farioth deal that much damage to my body in one single attack, and I have to take into consideration that I was "Weakened", Tired, and not as developed as "I" currently am}
The environnt has a strange disposition for the second ti; The sky has the sa bluish purple tonality that gave goosebumps in the Profession Room, along with a ultra dark green sand that easily con be confused with tar due to the liquid soaking the place.
{Is this the fluid in the Bismuthic Amalgamation?}
Differently to the previous occasion, I am ready to withstand the incoming aggression, and looking closely, I find the creature that resides here.
A bipedal reptile monster with large strong legs and arms smaller in comparison but not for much, scales of terracotta shade with wine are the norm tonality in its body, except for two colours that differ exponentially, a black mane that has no precedent in a reptilian beast, and blazing bright plum magenta eyes with slit pupils.
{She is gorgeous!}
I can't even be consternated by my thought, as this large monster opens its jaws,emitting a volley of red energy shots that have a vibe almost identical to what the Humanoid Female used against .
Ready for the challenge, I close my fists, intercepting the incoming shots, deflecting them with my technically bare hands, as the translucent [Zöhår mbrane] along my [Vyåhö Armor] are reinforcing further my resilient and dense body.
{This Red energy is really hot, almost like "Plasma"}
Burns are starting to appear on the knuckles of my hands, as well as on the rest of my not so exposed fingers.
The tingling in my spine is so constant that it is almost able to distract ; However, I focus on the goal by starting my walk, not forward, but rather to my right, circling the periter of the toroidal platform while continuing to face the reptilian's reddish shots of heated energy.
Once again in the starting point, The creature stops its aggression, and i understand why, "Is testing ", so i do a step forward, and the beast does a different kind of attack, a reddish magenta electric lightning.
My [Zöhår mbrane] is utterly useless against this different type of electrons, "Wild" as PROTOCOL label them; The coursing of this electrical shock is foreign yet familiar, because i can produce my own electrons too.
They may not be as showy as those of the beast, but my body produces Electrons to defend myself, each magenta electric arc against is instantly countered with a blue one emitted by .
Until an absurdity occurs, both lightning bolts collide as they co into contact with their tips, staining the electrical emanation of one another and sending a pain that is insufficient to diminish my motion as I finish another lap on this platform.
Advancing another step forward, and being just a step away from my goal; The reptilian creature displays a pair of large horns, these begin to glow with an intense burgundy tone intertwined with a lethal maroon shade.
A feeling of KOD (Kill Or Die) thickens the vibe of the already tense atmosphere as the new shot approaches with an unparallel acceleration.
Just as a precaution, I use the tactic that the old man who had a blue wolf taught ; Putting my arms in front with the intention of sacrifice them to protect my chest.
The result is not as i could expected, since not even using the Quelizt to increase my velocity and slow my perception, cos to be near enough speed to defend myself adequately, grazing and bouncing from my right forearm to my left one, also going against my chest with basically no obstruction.
I withstand the shot without even taking a step back, remaining as firm as an immovable monolith, though my injury shows my ribs and so muscles along with a bleeding that is stopped by my [Molecular Realignnt].
The opposite can be applied to the beast, who seems to be panting with obvious exhaustion.
I take the last step, entering in th central circle, waiting for the reptile in front of to do its move.
Firmly and without showing the slightest hint of fear, the beast closes the distance to the platform, approaching the middle and going in the sa circle as .
Becoming imdiately from its monstrous apparency into a silhouette shape of a woman made out of light, utilizing the previous colors I saw on her, Wine, Terracotta, Magenta and Black.
This amorphous mass of energy reduces its size as it levitates towards my regenerating chest, where a Maroon and Black light welcos with simplicity the future user of "My Embryon".
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