by Rina on August 8th, 2015, 1:37 am
The Next step of the experiment was to infuse the subjects body with the djed that would be initiating them into the art of reimancy. Standing over the child Roknus stood arms spread as he slowly summoned the Djed needed to infuse the girl. the incantations and arm waving wasn't necessary for a master reimancer like Roknus but he did it anyway for the Purpose of gaining a higher level of precision. Dividing his Djed into Five different spheres of res each in a gaseous state Roknus began to shape and size each of them. four of the balls of gaseous res were located at the four different lacerations on the girl's body her hands and feet. The last ball of res floated above the girl and was somewhat larger than the other four. Like ominous clouds that appear before a storm the balls of gas almost crackled with malevolent intent, as if they had leached the very madness that had infected the man that wielded them from him. Slowly the balls of res approached the bleeding wounds that cried scarlet tears, mourning for the anguish to come.
As the balls of gas made contact with the wounds they began drawing themselves into the body of the child slowly, very slowly. The process for a normal reimancy initiation might not take nearly so long; but there was nothing normal about this particular initiation so abnormal measures had to be taken. The djed made it's way into the girl like so many tendrils of smoke inhaled into lungs. It made it's way into the child's very veins mixing with the blood that circulated through her veins moving through every inch of her being becoming one with her entire being. This part of the experiment alone took at least an hour alone it was important that the djed had successfully penetrated every inch of the body, no incongruities would be tolerated. The next step was the most crucial after all, the transmutation, considered to almost always be a death sentence for anyone who experienced it, the last step would have to be carried out very carefully.
The world inside the girl was also touched by the djed that flowed through her veins, the magic touched blood flowed from her heart to her brain the res infecting even her most sacred memories of home. The girl within Serrah's mind her once self, the self that could no longer be still stared at the aurora, still staining the snow with her blood. Then she began to rise, as if the aurora itself was pulling her in, trying to embrace her. The rise was slow and steady it was neither pleasant or unpleasant, only cold. As the girl rose into the Aurora the world became more vivid as if her entire world were becoming one with the beautiful aurora and she becoming color with it. Within that color for the first time in a long while the Vantha child felt warmth on Sahova. Resting in her new home of color the girl observed what appeared to be her own body adding it's crimson tears to the color of the world, coloring it and becoming one with it, the thought made her happy.
As time moved on in the world outside the final stage of the test began. The transmutation. Roknus opened his eyes and smiled. All the time he had spent focusing, controlling his djed were about to come to fruition all he had to do was transmute the djed within the girl while it was still flowing within her very being, and then draw it out without killing her. Simple, right? Slowly the mage examined the maze that was his own res laid out before him within the child, the element it was destined to become; water. Slowly but surely the wizard began to transform the res into the element of water. This was a crucial moment and it required utmost focus. Roknus's servants stood around the body of the child preparing to restrain it should the need arise in the situation that the girl began to experience seizures due to the duress that the transmutation would have n her body. His precaution wasn't far off either, the creation of water within the water definitely caused a reaction as it seemed as if the girls body was trying to expel the invasive water that was forming within her body as she began to spasm in contort within her bindings. her small body screaming out rejecting the invader. Even as his servants moved to restrain the girl stopping her from moving so that Roknus could better control the res within the child and not cause undo harm and ruin the experiment. The last part of the experiment would be to draw the remaining djed out of the child. Draining the Djed was not as tedious as putting it in the girl was but it almost required more finesse, as the res now had form and function it could no longer navigate the body as tactfully as it once had. Roknus had to drain the fluid through the bodies natural passages else risking undue damage to the veins and arteries within the subject and killing it. Roknus had actually accounted for this and had what he thought to be an excellent idea for the removal of liquid Djed. Roknus wanted to use the Sweat glands that humans and most mammals possessed to remove the liquid, Putting the "disgusting pulser organs" to good use. Drawing the water out was one of those painfully slow things. Painful for Serrah, Slow for Roknus that is. The visage of the scene likely would have traumatized anyone who wasn't as desensitized to the horrors of magic as Roknus was. Five servants held down the spasming body of the girl while a man stood over it all pulling water out of the body of a child from her very skin, mouth and tear ducts. The removal wasn't perfect mind you. with the water that was pulled from the girl's body many a drop of blood came with it leaving the djed fueled water pink and ominous looking as it exited the child.
And then the experiment was over. the last of the magic drained from the child. All that was left was a small wet body that bore the weakest of pulses within it's small chest, struggling to rage against the torture it had endured. The trauma from the experiment though was not just skin deep so to speak, the war also raged inside the girl's body.
The scene of colors that the girl had been experiencing began to fade, and rapidly fell apart. Pain lanced through the girl's body and the aurora that had embraced her let her fall; and fall she did, into the cold frozen waters of her homeland. As unforgiving as it was beautiful Serrah felt the water of the ocean invading her body invading her lungs and tightening it's icy grip around her as it pulled her deeper and deeper. Serrah sunk so deep into the oceans of her mind that no light could penetrate the inky darkness of the frozen waters, not even the light of her beloved aurora. The icy water raged within her until all Serrah new in the world was an agony like none other she had experienced.
And then it stopped. the raging water that held her, and all that was left was darkness. Serrah's mind swam in the darkness, it was immense and unlike anything else it wasn't painful. But for how long could Serrah lay in the darkness before she would never rise again? Forcing her sluggish mind forward Serrah began to swim for the surface that she knew existed and the aurora she knew above it. If Serrah was going to be stuck somewhere for eternity, then the aurora was the only place for it. Slowly but surely Serrah approached the light that she knew was on the surface. The closer she got to it the harder she swam forcing her way out of the water. As Serrah's head broke the water though instead of finding her aurora, she found reality. Coming too Serrah awoke back in her body, though not as Serrah but as P-03, gasping for air and crying out as waves of agony washed over her P-03 cried out as her body tried to recover from having it's sweat glands used in a way they were never meant to be used. Covered in her own blood and crying the scene looked like the nuits had birthed a child by magic, and perhaps that's what this was. A birthing the child Serrah had died, and the test subject P-03 had been born.
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Rina on November 18th, 2015, 11:27 pm, edited 1 time in total.