OOC thread(OOC: Please keep in mind that at the beginning, a Ziszih is essentially a calculator that takes its surroundings as inputs and operate on them with its Emotion. Please play your character accordingly.)
? ? ?The toiling came to an end as a man fell asleep for the last time. His last thoughts were a sadness that he couldn't read just one more word. The book that he'd been reading toppled to the ground as his arms went limp. His room was dimly lit by a lamp, but slowly, the light in his window flickers out just as his life did a few hours before. With it, the final spark of his last moments came to a close.
It awakens.
The air above the bay was not the ideal location to come into existence. Yet to be clothed, it quickly found itself toppling into the cold, dark waters below. It knew nothing, felt nothing, it simply
existed. It was hungry.
? ? ?The joyous singing ended abruptly as a flash of blue light engulfed the group. They each took a single step forward, vanishing into nothing. With the morning came the end of their quest, for now.
It awakens.
Knowing nothing of itself or its location, it could not even feel anything as the ground beneath it melted away in the sudden, raging inferno of plasma that burst into existence around it. It instinctively knew that the flames would instantly erase it from a very brief existence if it did not do something. It is already falling, its nonexistent body still prey to certain metaphysical laws. The forested world in the sky above was lit by the light of the flames, by not engulfed by them. If it wanted to survive when it came into existence again, it would have to get there.
? ? ?Overwhelmed by loss, the flames engulfed him. None had stopped him, he hadn't let them. His pain was too overwhelming.
It awakens.
Within the blaze, it found itself in comfort. This was what sparked it, the perfect environment for it. But staying there wasn't an option. It was hungry, it needed to eat.
? ? ?Impressed by the thief's display, the lord offered him every luxury as thanks, but he refused. The only thanks he required were her words of gratitude, declaring that he had proved himself a noble and trustworthy soul. She understood, and thanked him from the bottom of her heart.
It awakens.
The world was cold and barren, utterly devoid of life. It was cold, and its Stomach empty. It would not last long against the elements unless it found a way to fill itself. In the distance, a mountain smoked violently, warning that it would soon rush forth and decimate everything nearby. Several other mountains could be seen nearby, but none shook and sputtered in the same way. Aside from the mountains, there were no other landmarks that it could use to navigate towards something worth eating.