628. Beyond the stars, 5
As you melt, the string of conscious thoughts vanishes. consciousness fades, but your being remains longer. You’re still alive and aware. Just not in control anymore.
I was yelling.
The tumultuous waves of increasing frequencies of light speeding along with me.
Rus would become what I refused to be.
But one plan failed right after the other, until soon, everything we had foreseen had met its demise.
Because she was like me in more ways than I’d like it to be.
This Rose wants to be a god.
And she knew what to expect from the likes of me, just as I would have if I were her.
She knew our history of daiûas and how to face every earthly challenge.
She knew our history of poisons with beings-like-her, and how to turn them back against us.
And she knew me, and my desire to burn.
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I would have done no better, had her wish and path been mine.
Daiûa and Blume vanished one after the other as she prevailed, turning their own strength and spells against them.
The roots grew a hundredfold in a matter of seconds. And the vacuum of life was to reopen right after.
It was like a wind you can’t break, a will that will use your solidity against you, crushing you as it grows over you.
The processes behind the roots and the balance of purpose to expectancy, they were lost. Like overworking a machine to get a higher yield if it must break it, a thousand fold. Everything could be sacrificed in the wake of that spell and purpose, so long it took everything away...
In the nick of time, I found myself facing the worst of outcomes.
I wasn’t burning the glow, but feeding it like the fallen.
It probably wasn’t a trap... But she turned us all around so easily, it might as well have been one.
She was the one... The one who made it on both sides, and found the way to use both with extreme result.
A body can become strong. A being-like-her can articulate T.I. in all sorts of manners. A daiûa plays in both realities, with a certain level of realism.
But the possibilities were always open... To become more than a human, more than a being-like-her, and far beyond what we’ve always been.
The instinct, the desire to grow, inherent to life, it can become surreal.
In this world, we can. We all can. Even I, I’ve never been shy in the manipulation of reality through T.I.
But Rus... Rus leads it to its end.
And she succeeds where Magenta failed and others like me didn’t dare to tread.
To make it all, turn into one.
Or to obey only to one...
What I refuse, she becomes.
And her wish began to spread, thanks to all of us giving her weight.
I panicked. I grew scared. I was still enough of myself to realise where we were heading, and that there was only one other course of action to take...
And I yelled, as we melted into the world where matter and atoms don’t go.
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I sailed the wind and sea, because there was no other way.
But I pushed further ahead of them, to take their lead instead of fighting or following them.
Rus wanted to absorb everything remotely alive.
I helped her, by focusing only on Terra In... I outgrew her, spreading our will through the roots even faster and more reckless, to absorb all the T.I. on Earth.
It dried the will to absorb organic compounds, because the yield I and Blume could provide grew even higher, blowing the roots into something else.
Rus's will wasn’t human anymore nor any more than us, so the only thing she realised was that I was now a part of her and her will to grow.
Contributing, I gently took over... Abandoning all that was left of my humanity, I embraced her purpose, to sink it with us together away.
That was another plan... For later...
For Annie’s family, not mine. I hoped it wouldn’t have to be me... But it was already too late.
I’m the witch who will die, to hopefully cast the gods away. I’m a daiûa...
I wish I could have cried for Nok. But I had no time.
If I were to stir this ominous ship away from collision, I had to do so before the will of Rus took me over for good.
I gave it my all, along with Blume’s power. And we fed the light as much T.I. as we could grab and snatch in a hurry from Earth. Enough I hope, to dry the world from that ocean of raw power.
So that things like her can never rise over.
We’ll remove the T.I. from the surface of the Earth, so that daiûas like her and us can no longer take over...
With that aim, I lead the whisper.
And we collected as much as we could and as fast as possible, in a blind competition for power under the same magenta flag. I was racing her for ascension to godhood...
She thought that was as a part of her at first, which gave me the leeway to distract her course, to bring her with me to meet our fate just slightly away.
She realised a moment too late my real purpose as a part of her had been to shift the wind slightly.
I used the domain of that small star of T.I. we had become to rule over, to launch us into space as soon as the chance was offered.
I seized that instant where my will had enough of the upper hand to create enough momentum.
I scrapped us away with our sea of T.I, away from the surface of the Earth.
Of course she hated it, the moment she realised we were going away. She realised I was still there as a will, alive, inside of her.
My mind and Blume’s remained like diseases inside of her. And I had seized that chance to kick us away from her prey for ever. And now the real fight for supremacy begun.
Not exactly in space, but in the small ocean of T.I. ripped abruptly from Earth.
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There was no sound nor light, for it’s not a domain where these forms of physics and reality rule the game.
It was a struggle of spores, with the oceanic resources to manipulate and burn.
We blew each other, annihilating enough T.I. to do spark visible light akin to a sun.
But inside, two polarities struggled. Two identities from a similar soul trying to unify.
Because no longer anything human, there wasn’t much left to differentiate each other but the prevailing thought.
And beside hatred, her only prevailing thought was that instinct of life to grow... While mine was...
Mine was...
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I won, in a way.
We kind of blew apart, all that we were, but away from Earth.
Actually, the explosion wasn’t the end.
We lost most of our domain, vaporizing the biggest part of the ocean of T.I. into space. Such a waste...
But Rus remained, ghastly, facing the end. I too had a last calm moment left.
We were entirely cut off from Earth by that point.
So we lost all ground to differentiate space or time at all, and forever.
We were already lost forever inside the reality that is outer space, without anchor or thread left to find our way back. I had blown all trail and anchors to dust in our back... So there would be no way back for the likes of what we had become.
The wrathful rose was cut from her stem and withered.
As time lost meaning, we won, but decayed also as we were drifting into space.
We dried into spores, and left our mind and what was left to decay into a last slumber.
I hope you will be happy Nok.
Please, remember me...
Blume held my last thought as we vanished together. Everything evaporated and we were slowly reduced to sublimating dusts. Everything Rus and I had gathered scattered into nothingness and disappeared in the void.
Maybe some time after, once in a distant time, we will land onto another planet, where we will be able to regrow again. Only as simple flowers. That would be nice. And that is all that is left in our mind now, falling into a last slumber.
Whatever amount of T.I. was left behind us on Earth as I rushed our jump, it’s at least lower than before. So there won’t be as many monsters, if any at all, ever after. I hope it’s a safer world.
It’s all for you now.
Please, be happy.
And hopefully, you’ll bloom some flowers.
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