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Old 11-17-2003, 01:56 AM   #3
/)eathKiller
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Join Date: January 5, 2002
Location: Guantanamo Bay, Cuba
Age: 40
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Ikaruga paced around... something was troubling her... She starred off into space over the edge where the floor tisles cut off and an endless plummeting void was all that lay below, above, and infront, filled with swirling clouds, odd votexes and storms... Lightening exploded about so frequently it went unnoticed, as did the thunder which clammered to and fro. Ikaruga felt as though she needed to go somewhere... not to serve the gods of her temple though, something, some... place... other than here, here which was everything she knew... Sure there were others here, and gods would frequent the realm, but other than that, her life at the monastary was plain, unordinary, and there had to be something more to life out there, it was calling to her. She looked out into the endless torrent, turned, and rushed inside, her eyes flashing vibrantly as she approached the headmistressis cell. She knocked on the door a few times, which echoed about and was heard despite the clapping thunder, the door slid open quietly and she was lead in. Ikaruga sat down before an old lady wearing a hood, her eyes still gleamed about, with the image of a lightening storm inside of them. She looked up, and smiled at the sight of Ikaruga. "I can already sense it on you child..." She chuckled a few times. "You want to leave this place... you yearn to get out, and experience the world... there are many things outside of the tempest plane, as many as there are few things within the vacuum plane. What you want is more than just another elemental reality, though, you desire a world composed of many elements, including elements of good and evil. Be warned child, if you seek these dreams long enough you may just find them, and sometimes the worlds of others do not accept higher beings such as ourselves, I went to a planet once, and was persecuted to damnation in a prison, where I was tortured, beaten... under my clothing i still wear the scars, I did things which I will eternally regret, and no repentance shall ever let me forget the goings on... But It is our natual curse... to be born with a certain... interest, in things other-worldly. After all, a single element can be... rather boring at times... Sister Ikaruga... If you truley do want to leave us, and see the world... you have mine, and the entire congregatoins permittance... but be warned, you may not find the path to devine humility in other worlds, and if the going gets tough, you will be able to find your way back, to this world, in time. All it ever takes is time... Now, go... Take the clerical gifts which you have received and use them wisely..." She sat back, Ikaruga only stared, she nodded. The mother was wise... Very wise... She stood, and chose not to speak in her presence... Instead Ikaruga headed out the cell door and through the dimly lit hallways of the monastary, as lightening flashed all about frequently. She stood at the foot of a large winding staircase, and ascended slowly, at the top she walked into a room with many clerics, like herself, meditating in a circle.

"What is it she wants?" one of the meditation directors asked, not asking Ikaruga herself, but asking the other clerics deep in meditation... He spoke in a monotone manner... as if he himself was meditating...

Speaking as one, they responded,"She seeks a route to another world..."

"Has she been permitted?" The director asked the group in a monotone voice once again...

"Yes..." the group resounded.

"Then what kind of world does she seek?" He seemed to sing...

"A world, a world with anything..." The crowd chanted...

"Then a world with everything is what we shall give her..."

"Yes... This world... She must step forward and receive it..."

Ikaruga cerimoniously took a few steps into the cowd of people knealt on the floor, their eyes concealed behind their garments.

"Humnitidaro Kwayo Tekunklay Tendak..." The director chanted...

"This is what my grandfather told me..." The crowd chanted in translation...

"Planaralatus, Vocatar, malphos spiritus, endognam..."

"The ones of plane... we send... transform the souls, in the name of the gods..."

"Eginb!"

"Him-Na'ro Toka-da'shin... Him-Na'ro Toka-da'shin..." The group of meditators murmered over and over again... Ikaruga could feel a tingling sensation overtake her, passing through the floors, the ceiling the walls, like thousands of pricks of lightening gliding across her skin, she lifted off the ground, and the world around her seemed blank, hollow, like something she could pass straight through, a sensation she'd read about, written by man elder genasi, but that she, herself, had never experienced... all at one the world around her shifted, and twisted about, the storms retracted back, the cloud disaperated, the winds calmed, the thunderous noises drifted away, replaced by the sounds of etherial travel... The chanting was very distant now... She could barley make out the words still... then all at once the world grew quiet... begging her for a response... A bright door opened up before her...

"Devine Light guide my way to the world..." the door shot forth and surrounded her, the darkness of the etherial world drifted away and suddenly Ikaruga felt cool air whisk across her face... an image... a very strange image... one like nothing she'd ever seen before... slowly blurred into focus...

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