My Soul Enlarged To Contain Mana

I never know that Dimension Doors can be alive. Magical? Yes. Alive? No.

"Neither are we being thanked for atomizing an entity itself." A faint reflection of the door echoed. The old archaic wooden door appeared in the deep space. I was surrounded by dozens or so different kinds of doors or windows. Some were made of bones, some were made of chiselled stone, some were made of screaming souls and others of metallic high-tech structure like where I came from. Their Alpha, the old wooden door adjusted itself into a big mirror, stood majestically in front of me. I saw several worlds collapsed in different dimensions and formed. All at the same time with yet beyond time. I saw my world destroyed by the mutated creatures instead. And the zombies rotted into simpler substances by germs. The creatures too, turned against each other for food, leaving the mutated plants to cover the world.

Unhappy with my silence, It rattled the dimension around me. Waves of forces tore and formed me again and again. Until I got angry instead of focusing on pain. "Fuck you! Ancient vibrator!" I got amused! It must be very lonely, somehow. The other doors just vibrate of emotions but this. This Door could talk, without a mouth. Like ventriloquist who was dumb from birth. The pain ended as quickly as it began.

Without a warning, I was sucked into the Dimension Door. I find myself shot into a stillborn baby. Fragile, weak and tired. I fought hard to breathe from the liquid covering me. My, "Fuck!" became cries!

I could faintly hear its laughter as some inhuman forces gasped in horror and anger as I fainted. The last word I heard is its voice, " Enjoy!" I awoke to a big warm palm touching my stomach. A squarish stout man with thin scars on his face beamed at me. His bright yellow facial hair stung my face. Speaking gibberish to me with his minty breath. Then he took off, lightly tapping his hilt to his Tower shield. Like it meant something to me.

I awoke again to see both of my parent's downcast faces. They seemed sad and hugged each other before turning to face me. The ground shook and I could smell dust and smoke in the air. Somehow, some soldiers rushed in and reported something to both of them. A moving robe, yes, I literally saw it swaying towards me and gestured to both of them about something with its dirty gloves. I could feel the warmth of my mother's kisses before she mouthed goodbye. My father plucked his necklace from his neck and laid it on me. The moving robe and gloves held me up and I was engulfed in bright yellow energies. I could see my mother screamed in agony and my father consoling her, from the energies that actually protect me. I felt myself fading away as I tried to scream. The robe screamed even louder than I did. I have to give it credit, it started to burn away slowly with blueish flame. From its sacrifice, I was teleported away. I felt something within me enlarged and saturated with power. Like I could move things with my mind when I wanted to and I could alter dimensions if I try very hard. Well, at least a little bit of that.