Chapter 63: Fragmentary Diary
Chapter 63: Fragmentary Diary (4)
*The fog of history opens again
I lost control again.
I'm used to it.
This time it wasn't because I ate something, like the corpse of a Tyrian warrior. This time it was because I knew too much.
After eating up the memories of the entire city at the bottom of the lake, I learned about the underlying rules of something called "Extraordinary Power", and learned about "Magic Potions", "Paths", "Promotion Ceremony" and other incomprehensible and strange things. But I quickly found the corresponding ones. My innately strong mental power and fragile body that broke at the slightest touch should be brought by the "Meditation Warlock" of Sequence 7 of the "Decline" Path, and the ability to obtain the memories carried by inanimate objects through touching and eating corresponds to the "Memory Historian" of Sequence 4 of the "Withering" Path.
These things are so complicated and unimaginable. I never thought that a place called "library" and the books in it actually witnessed and preserved so much history and knowledge. As I looked at them, I lost control.
So that's how it is, the extraordinary characteristics are conserved. The newborn child inherits the extraordinary characteristics of the deceased creature, not the so-called reincarnation.
God of Order, how many truths have you spoken?
Besides this, I got even more incredible news.
Now I have learned from books and libraries that our innate power is not a gift from God, but a seed that was planted at birth, which is the so-called extraordinary characteristics. Only an extraordinary characteristic can give birth to a life, because a life that is not strong enough cannot survive in an extremely lacking nutrient and harsh environment, such as Latu and Tyr. But as far as I know, there have been no such examples in the past. Because I did not find extraordinary characteristics from the Tyr cub, and I did not find any extraordinary characteristics in the entire frozen lake city. The whole city is actually full of "ordinary creatures"?
Thousands of years ago, was this planet a place where "ordinary creatures" could live, learn, hunt, and grow?
Of course, there are more important things to be solved now, that is, after losing control, I found that I had some extra things that were not there before. According to the knowledge I got, this is an incomplete form of a mythical creature.
Mythological creature form. I muttered to myself, an incomplete mythological creature form. Mythological creature forms will be influenced by the top of the sequence, that is, gradually approaching the posture of God. Then, as a hybrid of Sequence 7 + Sequence 4, on this planet with only the "God of Order", no matter which way, my mythological creature form must have come from her.
About 130 gas cycles (this is the unique timekeeping method of the tree people) ago, I lost control because of the overly complex knowledge I saw. A tsunami of chaos swept through my thinking organs, and I was unable to properly direct the operation of the tentacles and roots.
I saw with my own eyes that several of my branches slowly merged together, they entangled into an indistinguishable whole, and then one hair after another emerged! Then, I felt something surging in my torso, struggling to break out of the cocoon from my back - I heard the sound of my shell being torn apart, which was not important, because - pain, I actually felt pain!
The field of vision suddenly rose.
First a claw, then a head, and another me emerged from my body. The new body was a Tyr. It turned out that the God of Order was Tyr.
I was forced to endure the pain of rebirth and death. My head was split open with four visual organs distributed on the upper jaw and cheeks, and an auditory organ with a range of motion of more than 180 degrees. Sharp front claws, muscles, blood, and a body covered with hair. Boom! The new hair turned black the next moment it came into contact with the air, and the new throat and trachea covered with blood made me choke violently. Boom! There was something in my chest that didn't exist before, and the violent vibration made me dizzy and tinnitus. Boom! The furnace core persisted, as if it wanted to use its powerful power to attract my attention. I noticed it, and I couldn't ignore it at all, because the new skin and flesh were scratched by my branches, and too much blood flowed out from the scratches and my mouth.
This is the end. New blood oozes out of my newly acquired mouth, nose, and eyes, condensing into mottled bloodstains on the hair on my chest. The surrounding ice fields are deeply scratched by my claws, and I feel a slight chill when thick ice chips fall on my skin. The furnace hearth beats vigorously, and I finally understand where the vitality and life force of the Tyrs come from.
Paws are really good for reading and writing…
I can smell blood, but I can't sense the moisture in the air or the direction of the river underground...
"Ah." I was able to make a sound.
This feeling is very strange. The sharpened sense of touch and hearing makes me feel extremely uncomfortable. I don't know how to control the extra limbs. I want to wipe the blood from my mouth, but the claws are doing their own things and almost pierce my eyes. What's more, I only have the upper body. The hind limbs, tail, wings and exoskeleton have not grown yet. It is simply a dream to want to have the coordination of Tyr's body. This half-and-half combination is very twisted and looks like a blasphemous work. If I want to move forward with such a body, I can only crawl.
I tried to use my roots to move forward, but after a while I felt it was too slow. The presence of blood prevented me from moving slowly any longer.
...Just climb.
TBC
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The update of listing is completed.
Save——————Manuscript——————(Heart-wrenching
After thinking about it carefully, I found that there is only one possibility that would make me voluntarily update twice a week for a long time: Squid is going to write the second season of Strange Tales.
(End of this chapter)