Chapter 172: Exelissomai! II
It rose from where they lay tangled together, a column of sacred fire that climbed toward clouds that were already beginning to respond. The temperatures were scorching, heat that should have reduced flesh to ash but sohow didn’t!
The feel was sacred and ancient, belonging to processes that predated the current age of the Lands of Stone.
Inside that pillar, Serala felt a tinge of pain.
Then she felt sothing she couldn’t explain.
Her body was changing. Every part of her, from bones to blood to the cultivation channels that had been refined across nineteen sumrs of dedicated practice, was being rewritten by flas that seed to know exactly what they wanted to create. It felt like growing pains, like her entire existence was being stretched and expanded to accommodate sothing larger than it had been designed to hold.
All systems of her body grew and elevated in ways she couldn’t believe!
Her muscles burned as they beca sothing more than muscle. Her bones ached as they beca sothing harder than bone. Her cultivation base churned as it beca sothing deeper than anything Vessel Completion should have permitted. She cried out as the sensations overwheld her capacity to process them!
Green flas shot from her mouth with the sound!
Minutes passed like this.
The pain continued. The transformation continued. The pillar of verdant fire continued climbing toward heavens that seed to lean down in response, curious about what was being forged below. Serala lost track of ti, lost track of self, lost track of everything except the feeling of becoming sothing she had never imagined!
Then, gradually, the pain faded.
What replaced it was stranger than the agony had been.
"..."
She... felt like she couldn’t understand her own body anymore. It felt too vibrant, too grand, too alive in ways that went beyond simple cultivation or Physique. She felt like she had been wearing clothes that were too small her entire life and had only just now been given garnts that actually fit.
The flas began to disperse.
Green fire retreated from the air around them, the pillar collapsing inward as whatever process had required it finally concluded. Serala’s vision cleared as the last of the verdant light faded from her eyes, the world resolving back into shapes and colors she could recognize.
She opened her eyes to see Damian.
And her jaw dropped.
...!
He floated before her with embers of green fla still dancing across his skin, but that wasn’t what made her stare. He was twice as large as his own self, his human body seeming larger in every dinsion, more muscular.
Verdant tattoos burned across his arms and chest, patterns that seed to pulse with life independent of the flesh they decorated.
His Dross clothes were torn and barely fit him, fabric stretched to its limits across a physique that hadn’t existed monts ago. Behind him a pair of illusory flaming wings spread wide. Verdant blue!
He looked ancient!
He looked like sothing that had crawled out of legends about the ti before the Ancestors, when beings of terrible majesty walked the Lands of Stone without fear of anything that lived or died!
He opened his eyes again at this mont and looked at Serala.
Those wing-shaped pupils, now burning with verdant blue flas rather than simple blue-gold, went wide with shock. He was staring at her with an expression that mirrored what she felt, surprise and confusion and sothing else she couldn’t quite na.
She blinked and wondered.
Had this happened to her too?
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Damian looked at Serala and couldn’t process what he was seeing!
She was twice as large as she had been, her fra expanded in ways that should have been impossible. Her face was exceedingly beautiful, features that had been lovely before now refined into sothing approaching just exquisite. But there was a primal quality to that beauty now, sothing wild lurking beneath the surface of her expressions!
Her Dross clothes were torn in places, fabric that had fit her properly now strained across a body that had grown beyond its capacity to contain. So areas were extrely suggestive, glimpses of skin that...oh!
Verdant tattoos marked her flesh as well, patterns that matched his own, running down her arms and across what he could see of her shoulders. Her white-gold wings had changed too, verdant threads woven through the radiance in spirals that pulsed with each breath she took.
She looked like a warrior empress who had stepped out of stories told around fires before writing existed.
Damian felt his own body and found similar changes throughout.
He was larger. Stronger. More present in ways that transcended simple physical expansion. Everything within him was churning and cycling at speeds that made his previous cultivation seem sluggish. At the very least twenty or fifty tis faster and grander than before, Mana flowing through channels that had been widened, deepened, fundantally rebuilt during those minutes of verdant fire.
He was shocked.
He needed to understand what had happened, needed information that could explain a transformation this profound!
So he reached out through the connections his Second Doctrine had established, asking the Mana raging within him and around him for answers.
Just what had occurred when he uttered that letter?
Exelissomai.
The Mana danced around him happily in response to his query. He could feel its emotion, sothing he had never experienced before. Joy and excitent!
The enthusiasm of energy that had witnessed sothing wonderful and wanted to share. Information began flowing into his mind, words forming from sensation, understanding crystallizing from chaos.
White words blood before his eyes.
|The Letter of The Primordial Tongue, Exelissomai, has been uttered.|
|The First Utterance of any Letter is a profound event with amplified effects.|
|Effects of the First Utterance have been applied to the speaker and the subject in physical contact: Serala.|
|An advanced form of Existential Advancent and Evolution has occurred.|
|Classification: Existential Evolution.|
|Previous State: Human.|
|Current State: Prival Human.|
|All paraters of your existence have been expanded to reflect this Advancent of your Existential Lifeform.|
|Previous Lifeform Classification: Common Ash and Stone Lifeform.|
|Current Lifeform Classification: Prival Viridis Lifeform.|
|Note: The gap between Common and Prival classifications represents a fundantal elevation of existential potential. All cultivation speeds, physical and ntal capabilities, sensory perceptions, and lifespan paraters have been enhanced accordingly.|
...!
What was this?!
Damian stared at the information hanging in the air before him.
Existential Evolution. Prival Human. Prival Viridis Lifeform!
The words made sense individually but combined into concepts that exceeded his understanding. He had been one thing and was now sothing else, sothing elevated, sothing that contained what he had been but could never be reduced to rely that.
And Serala had been caught in the transformation alongside him!
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