Ravenkin and I didn't even move from our original spots we were standing in. We were still in the training hall.
"You have completed your instruction from . I can't help you progress any further. I will need to introduce you to my Master, Master Bader," Master Ravenkin said.
"Hold on a second. Master Bader? Really? You don't hear how that sounds?" I said.
"How what sounds? He's my Master Bader. He is my Master and his na is Bader. What is weird about that to you?" Ravenkin said.
"You know what? No. I don't have ti to talk to you about your masturbator. What I do need to talk to you about is, do you rember pushing the button?" I said.
"What button?" He said.
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"The button to bring your Master back to life." I said.
"No. I don't rember that. Is that part of your system thing? And what do you an back to life? Did he die?" Ravenkin said.
'What the heck, system? You said he would rember the change.'
[You would have failed to press the button if I had told you and you need Master Bader to progress in your cultivation]
'That may be true, but you don't get to decide that for !'
[I get to decide whatever I want to decide]
'Oh, you make so angry!'
[Tough sh*t, as they say]
'Aaahhh!'
"Yes. It is part of my system thing. Apparently you don't rember, but just a second ago, we were saying that I should use my system to make it so your Master had never died in the Blood Purge. This was so he could continue to teach in cultivation, since you don't know enough past Crimson Core Formation to teach any of it to and he did," I said.
"If that's true, it sounds like we made a logical decision. You needed soone with his knowledge, and now you have soone with his knowledge. Him. Why do you seem so upset?" Ravenkin said.
"Because I didn't think I was going to be the only one who rembered what it was like before! You don't understand how alone I feel right now. No one knows except ," I said.
"It doesn't sound like that big of a deal. I'm sure if you ditate, you'll feel much better," Master Ravenkin said as he patted on the shoulder.
"That's a good idea," I said. I got down into the lotus position on the ground and ditated. After ten minutes of ditation, I felt much better. I told myself, it's not that big of a deal. I needed him and now I have him.
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We arrived at an even bigger more gothic looking mansion than Ravenkin's. He knocked on the door and soone imdiately opened it. Ah, now I see where he got that habit from.
"Co in, co in," Elder Bader said. "Now I hear you are a very gifted young man who needs to form his Undead Soul."
"That's what they say," I said, laughing nervously.
"What do you say?" Elder Bader said.
"I say I completed my Crimson Core Formation in less than a week with no prior experience in cultivation," I said.
"Fair enough. Point taken," Elder Bader said. "So, shall we begin?"
"What, right here?" I said looking around his living room. "In your living room?"
"Yes. And it's my unliving room actually," he said, the hint of a smile on his face.
"I see what you did there," I said. "Nice."
"I'm glad you approve," he said. "Ravenkin, you can go ho. We need this ti alone to cultivate."
"Yes, Master Bader," Elder Ravenkin said and bowed. He left through the front door.
"Alright," Bader said, looking around. "Sit on this couch here and I'll pull up a chair." He picked up what looked to be a pretty heavy chair like it was nothing and placed it in front of the couch.
We both found our seats. Lead Elder Alfred Bader walked through a guided ditation. We began by separating a portion of my consciousness from my physical body. I was able to look around and see myself with my eyes closed.
He told this would allow to see spirits and protect from soul based attacks. If I could separate my soul from my body, then when they attacked my body with a soul based attack, it would do nothing.
Then I began shaping the separated consciousness into a spectral form using Vi. This would give my soul form, but would also allow to project a ghostly image of myself within ten feet, in case I wanted to scare soone.
Normally, my soul would be completely invisible. Then I infused my undead soul with the refined and purified life essence from my crimson core. This would give my undead soul even greater form and strength.
After that was levitation practice. This I thought was interesting because all I was doing was having my undead soul pick up my physical body. Like literally taking my undead souls hands and arms and lifting up.
This allowed to levitate and technically fly really low to the ground. This was super funny to though because it was like an invisible doppelganger of was holding in the flying pose and carrying around like I was a child.
After that, I had to harmonize my undead soul's resonance frequency with the resonance frequency of darkness and shadows. When I was done with that, I was able to manipulate my own shadow to an unprecedented degree.
I could cover a room in darkness, which in the practical sense was just increasing the size of my own shadow using Vi to fuel its growth and making it too big to fit in the room.
I couldn't actually manipulate shadows that weren't my own, but I could make it look like I could manipulate shadows that weren't mine by layering my shadow over another shadow and then moving it around.
And in practicality, manipulating my own shadow was really just fusing my shadow with my undead soul and then manipulating the undead soul from there.
Then it was ti for true soul manifestation. I disconnected my soul completely from my body and then I could fly around using projected Vi. I went into another room and looked at Master Bader's nude magazines for my practice.
I was supposed to see how long I could project my soul outside of my body for, but I got bored. Eventually, I just flew back to my body because I was bored and wanted to move onto the next thing.
In that form I was also supposed to be able to possess weak willed being like animals or particularly weak willed humans, but I had no one to practice on since Bader wasn't weak willed.
Lastly, was the perfection of these techniques. I flew around a bunch and infused a ton of Vi and gaseous life essence into it, increasing its strength and power. I even learned how to make my physical body fly, but again, it was really just my undead soul carrying my body while it flew.
I figured if my undead soul could project Vi in a way to facilitate flight, why couldn't my physical body do that? Bader's answer was so technical ramblings about how the undead soul has to create a sort of cyclone with Vi inside itself to increase the speed of the Vi.
And then once the Vi is cycling really fast, project the Vi out of the section of body of the undead soul to create a form of propulsion based flight. He said it would be a lot harder and potentially harmful to do that in your physical body because your nexus points and stuff.
Besides, my nexus points were already cycling Vi in a very specific and unique way. If I tried to make a cyclone with it, it would ss up that process and potentially damage my nexus network. It made sense, but it still felt silly to be carrying myself with myself.
Now that I had perfected the techniques of the undead soul itself, I had to do a little bit more howork to use my blood manipulation techniques in conjunction with my undead soul.
I told myself this was all in the aim of making stronger. This ti, instead of manipulating blood with my physical body, I was manipulating blood with my undead soul.
This allowed to perform long range blood manipulation. Finally! I had been wanting to perform stronger long range blood manipulation. In the end, I felt disappointed.
The reason for this was because of the way I was performing long range blood manipulation. Rather than shooting blood based projectiles across the room, what I was really doing was having my undead soul take short range control of the blood, and then running or flying across the room and smacking it into sothing or soone.
This was the equivalent of taking a paper airplane, holding it in your hand, running across the room with it, and saying it flew. To other people it would look like I was shooting projectiles across the room, but I would know, and that's what really mattered.
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