I went higher, intending to leave this damning boring place.
What was I thinking, spending my ti here? The system didn't say Suphas was within the hidden city, for all I know, it could be at the center of the jungle,or the edge.
I furrowed my brows, I didn't like this, wasting ti on floors wasn't sothing I wanted to make a habit. Though Mage'Earth was boring and needlessly complicated, it had people that I cared about, and I needed to be certain that they were alright.
Had it taken a minute later, chances were that I would have missed it. However, I was just in range, had picked a sound up, a ringing sound kiloters away. It was resounding and once I pinpointed it, it felt like it was hitting my eardrums.
I looked to the trees' canopies, and then to the desolate city, feeling slightly conflicted about whether I should check whatever it was. The thing could very well be a ghostwave, and that would be incredibly disappointing. But, it could be sothing else, sothing interesting, it could be…
"Suphas?"
I utilized and zood to the scene, crossing thousands of ters in a second. And there I was, outside a building that looked to be built after a slightly crumpled bottle. The building bent slightly to the side, it was cylindrical like most bottles, and its width shrank from the bottom to up.
The ringing sound was much louder now, I felt tension coming from it, and it was unstopping and uniform.
I got to the eccentric white house, and just by the door, I stood, hesitating and confused. This was soone's house, what if an actual person was in there, a person of the original builders?
"No, I shook my head." And I stopped myself from knocking, instead I took the knob and I got in. Surprisingly, the door was opened.
A warm dim light hit soon as I entered. My eyes widened in surprise. Before , just ters away was a hamr beating on a piece of tal. Yes, just a hamr in mid air, repeatedly striking an ingot that didn't bend nor change shape.
'What is this?' This was incredibly strange to , a floating hamr, and an unchanging ingot. What did it an?
The sparks that ca from each strike sent little light across the room until they went out, there were no windows, and I would be blind in here if not for my abilities.
''
My black eyes radiated a warm glow, and more was revealed to .
[System Notification]
[Status Information]
Na: Ghostwave hybrid ??? Continue your adventure at empire
Level: ??
Life Force: ??
Energy Level:???
Combat Ability:???
[Titles]
[Skills]
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Current Status: Occupied, mind-drunk
[Additional Information]
Ghostwaves are birthed from the solitude of a city, marking it as a ghost town. Their presence causes a number of phenonons that aren't particularly known. Study of them is little to none, and they are best to be left alone. They do cause the environnt to which they dwell to be exceedingly cold.
The Forge?????????????
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[End Of Information]
That wasn't right, never had a creature had so many question marks on its status information, this was unprecedented.
The hamr that struck was gigantic, almost the size of my body, and the tal was like a boulder, all these were captivating, but I was a lot more interested in the chanics of the hamr hitting the ingot with no arm behind it.
'A magical hamr or a contraption?'
The interior of the abode was a lot larger than what I would have guessed seeing it from outside, this had to be the work of so magic, it just didn't make sense, and nothing made less sense than magic.
The interior was large, almost like it was made for parties and not so ugly shaped tal sitting on a table being relentlessly struck by a hamr that was equally as massive.
I took a step, and then began walking to it. I had decided that I was going to check what this was about.
I had active just in case anything out of my control happened, and it pays to be cautious.
The tal and hamr zood in size as I got close, and I was by the tallic platform on which the hamr struck. It was even more fantastic seeing it up close.
'Amazing.' Watching it strike, dense tal against dense tal, invoked a sense of awe within , and without thinking, I stretched my arm and felt the ingot.
"Ah!" I quickly withdrew it, backstepping and then arching in pain. The ingot was indescribably hot, just how didn't it burn up the place with its heat? How did I only notice when I felt it? My palm had burnt away, and I could see my searing flesh fighting to regenerate from the lingering heat. I withdrew my hand imdiately I touched it, much less than a second and it had done so much damage to my hand already.
I looked up, and saw the hamr in midair, paused and not hitting the ingot any longer. I didn't realize that it had stopped until I took a look once again.
I don't know what it was, how it got there, whether it had been there since I entered, but sothing slowly materialized into form, and the first feature I saw was a hateful frown.
I was shocked.
Holding the hamr appeared to be a ghostwave thing in the shape of a man but still distinct, jutting out from a half tree torso from the side and then forming up to be an ethereal ghost thing, with long thin arms–of which one held the massive hamr. Its head was strangely round, like that or an octopus or squid and in place of a mouth were tentacles.
"A ghostwave hybrid." I muttered, slowly backstepped.
And then it slowly opened its mouth. Words escaped,
"All ye who enter here shall join the ingot and shall be ground to nothing." It said with a deep voice that was complented by a strange humming sound underneath.
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