Chilling in Vasselheim

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After the meeting Allura teleported us down the mountain, walking alongside us and generally getting to know us. It seemed she was heavily intrigued by our technology and knowledge. She also spoke about someone that would wish to definitely meet me, especially considering the 'contraption', as she put it, that we rode in on. Smiling along we agreed to allow this person to come and visit whenever he wished. 

Walking through the streets for a while she guided us to a very fancy Inn. The quality was moderate in comparison to those that were present within Tempestus, mainly due to electricity, but it would serve well for what we needed it for. Promising to come and visit once again tomorrow, Allura took off in a swirl of magic power that I could easily sense with my understanding of essences as space-magic. 

With her gone in a puff of what i assumed to be smoke, we settled down in our rooms, Souei's opposite mine for ease of aid if I needed it. Then began the arduous process of calculating all of the changes in my status sheet, my physical and mental stats themselves and then the changes in my Titles, Tails, Species... Etc...

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|Silviana Solaris ~ Demonic Overlord of Space-time|

|Species- Voidfire Kitsarion (First of a Kind)|

|Planar Tails- Molecules| (Includes all elements of previous tales) 

|Titles: Grand Artisan of Magicules and Archmage Supreme / Eternal Friends of Rimuru Tempest and Ciel / Demon Queen of the Abyss and Progenitor of the Voidfire Kitsarion / Beloved Wife of Milim Solaris and Shuna Solaris / Dream-bearer and Rulebreaker, Slayer of Charybdis / Creator of Realms and Guiding Educator / Councillor of the Demon Lords and Attendant of Walpurgis / Best Wife Across Eternity (Endorsed by Milim Nava) / Defiler of the Endless Scheme, Survivor of Tzeentch's Wrath / Extinction's Hand, Scourge of a World / Redeemer of the Forsaken, Saviour of a World's Souls / Planewalker, Wanderer Beyond Realms / Harbinger of the Infinite Paths, Seeker of the Boundless Realms Beyond |

|STATS|

HP: 1,000,000,000,000

MP: ∞

STR- 100,000,000,000

CON- 100,000,000,000

DEX- 100,000,000,000

CHA- 100,000,000,000

INT- 100,000,000,000

WIS- 100,000,000,000

|ABILITIES|

Cultivation Techniques:

~Eclipse of the Devouring Flame~ (Maintains all previous abilities of Cultivation) - An insatiable hunger drives your cultivation. All consumption on a target will grant: Life Force, Qi, Magicules/Magical Energy, Body Chakra (Used for enhancing the body) and the Luck of the person or things consumed.

Cultivation Level: 

Soul Refining Stage, ( 12% / 100% ) -Has formed an advanced soul based upon different concepts. This soul has been influenced by the Planewalker seed and has therefor increased the potency of all 'magical' attacks, spells, effects and other passive abilities.

ORIGIN SKILL:

͓̽A͓͓̽̽b͓͓̽̽y͓͓̽̽s͓͓̽̽s͓̽a͓͓̽̽l͓̽ ͓̽P͓͓̽̽r͓͓̽̽i͓͓̽̽m͓͓̽̽o͓͓̽̽g͓͓̽̽e͓͓̽̽n͓͓̽̽i͓͓̽̽t͓͓̽̽o͓͓̽̽r͓̽-

Monarch of Infinite Shadow and Greed

Voidfire Primordial Mind

Sovereign of the Celestial Elements

Scythe of the Eternal Devourer

Yin-Yang Dominion

Planewalker Spark:

Dream-forming, Time, Space, Imagination, Magic, Death, Life, Red, Blue, Black, White, Colourless, Green, Shadow, Darkness, Light, Yin and Yang

Magic Skills/Spells:

All Magics are possible through the 'Dream-forming' Concept of the Planewalker Spark.

All Skills have been turned into intrinsic knowledge.

|PARTNERS|

Shuna Solaris- Kami Kijin , Milim Nava Solaris- True Dragon

|NAMED SERVANTS|

Souei- Voidfire Kitsarion, Demon Lord of Subterfuge \ Ruphia- Demonic Primordial \ Ghost Intelligence Force \ Morggullveig, Divine Servant of Silviana (Current Status: Evolving) \

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I took a massive breath in... I had come so far from the small little gains I was making on a daily basis with the Growth Unique Skill. Now I was a force beyond most mortals' comprehensions and someone that could shatter a world if they wanted to; if nothing else were to intervene. Grasping for the drink that was left on the table before me I heard the distinct clinking of said glass being toppled over. Water soaked the front of my dress, the wetness clinging to the clothing as I sat there and tried not to swear. 

'Calm down me... Calm, down... It's only a drink, I can get another, and I can get it on my own...' A rolling noise began as the cup started to tumble towards the edge of the table. Red flashed in my mind as I reached out with my powers and tried to stop its momentum. Unfortunately, I succeeded... In pouring the rest out onto the floor; evident from the wetness felt on my right foot, and then holding it in place. 

'..............'

I was fine, in a minute. Magic dried my clothes off and the floor. The cup was utterly yeeted out of the planet with spatial magic and I was left with the fragments of my dignity that remained. Slamming my head down on the table that once held my cup of water, I began thinking on the damage done to me and the source of it, mainly to hide from the childishness I had just showcased.... The concept of perception within my soul was crushed, mostly the segment that dealt with vision... There was no way other than to use high concentrations of essence to reforge my soul's concept of vision. However, if I could strengthen my soul, and then prepare it for a large portion of blue essence... There was the possibility that not only would my vision repair, it could exponentially evolve.

The problem was, what could effect my soul like that? Magic potions came to mind first, then alchemy, but after half an hour the final segment of the puzzle was solved for me. Cultivation. One of the powers that I hadn't been using to its' full effect and one of the most esoteric and weird abilities that I had ever seen. I ignored this power for a long time, only delving into its' depths when I thought it convenient for burning time. Now, this ability that had been quietly supporting me all this time, would be the key to not only my vision coming back, but its' enhancement.

Closing my eyes, despite the lack of need to do so, I began to visualise the foundation that I had started to build. Iridescent lights filled the vacuousness of my eyes' vision, forming into swirling formations of complex glyphs, runes and language. Then, as all of this text coagulated into a silver ball of light, it exploded...! Sparks flew in my mind as I was comprehending the changes I had already gone through for the first time, as if I was monitoring the very moment that my Cultivation had enhanced during the translocation of Tempest t Exandria.

A tower, half built, sturdy, and absolutely monolithic in size, stood before me triumphantly. Clocks of pulsing green and gold energy ticked away on each side of the tower. Pillars equivalent to those found in the Parthenon in Greece curled up into wide balconies that seemed imperial beyond belief. Made of cobalt and varying other materials these supporting pillars were etched with numerous hundreds of thousands of stories... Those of every person I had killed and sent to Rimuru. Every soul had left an impact on my own. Every image was a scar upon my soul and Karma. All of the patterns layed out the story of utter annihilation that I had committed. Every story, of every person I had killed that day, played within my soul endlessly.

Wetness slipped down my face as I watched in silent horror. Hatred, that is what I felt for myself. My cultivation did not care for my emotional state at this time though, it was a flame that needed feeding, and, feed, it, did... All of my emotion was sucked out, eaten, devoured. Following that, the tower itself cannibalised the etchings, turning them into MY stories. Of a god of death sitting on a throne, to the death of such a figure. A woman being raised and abused by the cruel horrible post-nuclear civilisation, to fighting on the front lines and eventually getting killed. Then, came my revival, the meeting with my parents, the friendship of Rimuru, the relationships I fostered, my wives... Everything up until now.

Peace spread through me, disgustingly, oddly, weirdly, revoltingly... I couldn't stop the feeling. It was as if my own soul was screaming at me to forgive myself. My own inner being, my own subconscious begging me to forgive what I had done and work towards the future. I didn't want to, but I couldn't resist... I hate myself for it, but it is so sweet of a feeling... In the end I had succumb to the primal emotion of blissful peace. 

...

Time, a funny concept. One that guides everyone on their path, unwittingly. One that effects everything yet can be affected by everything. A flowing river that was beyond spatial understanding yet also existing alongside space. It was a conundrum mixed within a paradox, a flowing, constant, rug of expanding proportions...

And, within this flow, I got lost for a while. Staring at the tower in the centre of my soul. Sharing bliss within myself and without myself. Sometimes words would enter my mind, vague, conflicting, powerful, weak... All very chaotic. Then, with the more time I spent; heh time came up again, the words started to gain a coherency to them. As if someone was communicating to me, or perhaps it was an effect of my Voidfire Infinite Mind Sub-skill? Who could say? But either way, these words started to filter into my mind and apparate as glowing silver words in the sky above my soul's tower.

"If one immediately knows the candlelight is flame, your meal was cooked a long time ago..."

"When the wind stops, the trees no longer whisper; yet their song is heard in the silence."

"To hold the world in your palm, first learn to open your hand."

"A flower does not seek the sun; it opens to it, and in the opening, it becomes the sun."

"The one who seeks to cross the river will never arrive, unless they let go of the shore."

"Wisdom is not found in the search; it is revealed in the stillness of the seeker."

One after another they submerged into the tower, these lines of text that spoke in philosophical terms. Letting go of the past, letting go of one's immediate assumptions, listen to that which cannot be heard, letting yourself grow so that you can then prosper... Many came all at once and many were lost by me, only to be ingrained in my head moments later as they impacted the side of my soul and branded themselves onto it.

"When the soul is tempered by fire, it no longer trembles in the storm."

"To refine the soul is to break the chains of the past and step into a future where you are both the master and the vessel."

"A soul unshackled by fear finds its true form, shining brighter than any star in the heavens."

"The body is the vessel, but the soul is the flame; only when the flame is pure can the vessel transcend."

"When the soul dances with the essence of the universe, it becomes an echo of eternity itself."

"Refining the soul is not the pursuit of power, but the unearthing of one's deepest truth."

"To break free from the cycle of rebirth is not to transcend existence, but to become one with it."

More poured in, until hundreds had lined each different pillar of my tower. Stillness came, but as in the saying before, you could hear the song... My soul expanded upwards as the foundation billowed out massively. My foundation was expanding exponentially whilst the height was growing moment by moment. Time, there it was again, a measurement for what we can track... The only way most people can keep track of what is and what isn't. Some would say that this element was existence itself... Others, well they would merely say it is a part of existence. But, what if, it had merely done what was needed within cultivation... Becoming one with existence.

Unconsciousness took me as pulsations of heat had just begun to sweep my body and mind. Peace, calm and acceptance was all I felt as I slowly entered into the slumber of, time.

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