Breathe in slow. Exhale and feel the movements. Movements of the atoms and molecules circling around your hands. Go deeper. Go smaller. Search for the secrets of the world. To find what you are looking for, start with the very base of the universe and go from there.
A disturbance is felt. The ground below Mortis vanishes and he falls to his death. The supports of the arc Berenzen is under disappear, and he is crushed to death when the arch crumbles. The car RaNDM G is driving dematerializes around him and he is splattered to pieces across the asphalt.
Regain focus. Start at the beginning of the universe. Force particles together. Create new constellations in the sky. A new galaxy is created with a breathe.
You see disgust. Hear staleness. Feel what is wrong. MortifiedPenguin ?spontaneously? catches on fire and is burnt to death. Schizzy gasps for breath as the air around him freezes and slowly turns his flesh frozen. The wind carries the sand so fast through the air; TrilbyWill is stripped of his flesh.
Remove the senses. They are only limitations and hide you from the truth. The large is easy to control you must focus on the small. The pebbles float and swing and sway. The clouds cry at your command. The dust reforms a shell of your former self.
And even with control discomfort is felt. RaNDM G is impaled by a thousand pine needles that are detached from a tree the he walked by. Mortis is surrounded by bubbles; a sudden pressure drop causes them to implode, before rapidly exploding. The resulting force crushes in parts of his body and he dies due to internal bleeding.
Shed your physical body. Let your Astral Body form. See everything. Fell everything. Become one with everything. If flows through you, and you through it. Shed your mortal shackles. Separate the earth below you. Your castle flies in the sky. Somebody?s creation become your own. Still you can?t leave your body yet. It calls for you, holds onto you, drags you down with it.
The killer watched as the member of the council sat cross legged in his room. His eyes and ears covered, his mouth gagged. The man seemed motionless, but a faint pulse existed when the killer checked.
Writings covered the wall and some even looked like they were melted in. Questions with no answers, answers with no questions. The whole room looked confusing and strange. What was this man known as Element trying to achieve?
It didn?t matter the Killer only came for one reason. A gleam crossed the air as the knife was thrust into Element?s back. The man tasked with finding out the answer was dead as his body slumped forward. His Astral Body was released from what held it in place.
The writings on and in the walls all seemed to burn away. A new message appeared.
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I WAS A MEMBER OF THE COUNCIL. I WAS A SPY. I WAS TASKED TO FIND TRUTH, BUT NEVER FOUND THE ONE IMPORTANT TO THIS GAME. YOU MAY HAVE HELPED YOURSELF, OR DAMNED YOURSELF WITH MY DEATH. OTHERS KNOW WHAT I HAVE FOUND, THEY ONLY NEED TO SPREAD THE WORD.
As his Astral Body rose from his corpse a grudge still hung over it. Why not use its finest art to destroy such a thing? RaNDM G, Link_to_Future, and Schizzy were all transported under the floating landmass that the Council?s Castle stood upon. In an instant the castle flew into the ground, returning to where it had begun, only this time with three more corpses below it.