a place secluded in the tropical jungle wherein ziggurats and pyramids are scattered throughout but uniformly distanced and forming interconnecting nodes with a floating ziggurat in each centre, places like this is a major settlement for the lizardmen in which they call temple-cities.
atop one of the guarded temples there laid on the floor a tattooed lass with a brownish skin surrounded in a ritual circle held by people with the same features as the one in the midst.
beneath them a diagram engraved into marble with indents blackened with dried blood reflecting the usage through time, one by one they align their hands with the makings as they proceed to slit their palms and let blood be drawn. it boiled and evaporated then condensed into a blob above the girl.
the marks again dried, and the blood blob with no more going to it proceeds to rush into the girl's orifice filling into her being with her original blood being perspired out. the smell of iron filled the air with blood coming out and being and slithering to the perimeter of the circle into the now opened drains that lead to somewhere.
the girl convulses during the process and a few seconds after. now the harrowing procedure has been done the girl awakened and quickly sat up, breathing heavily looking around in confusion.
two servants came knelt, covered and helped the girl. one whispered just say yes to everything and bluff if you must we would brief you on the situation later.
the girl was brought into a huge tent inside was a group of people discussing in front of a sand table with figures and flags. the leader of the conversation noticed those who came and asked wisdom or strength. the servants who came with girl answered wisdom, your Highness.
everyone leave us. the two was left to their privacy. I am Mira Vinluan, the queen of the Daevites speak Wiseman you are occupying my daughter's body, make no mistake you and I have no blood relation since that body's bloodline has been overwritten I have little to no time to spare. what are you here for and how can we assist.
as the girl was going to speak a voice said child you are not one of the otherworldly Wiseman nor are you the queen's daughter but something more you are my herald, my vessel tell the queen that you house me within you. I am their God, this world is just but one of many that I hold sway in. the only difference in this one is that time of this world is at its end we must move at once.
the girl asked, did you just made me? who am I? what must I do? I cannot remember anything before I woke up.
calm down child all in due time. there will be trials that you must face after you sleep you will figure it out later and figure yourself along it, for now you will train and will learn everything you can within a month's time there will be factions that will interact with you in the duration. the wisemen, the nobles, the queen's faction, the neutral faction. there might be more but they're beneath my notice for now. since the ritual you just came from classified you as Wiseman so until further revaltion you belong the wisemen.
wait you just said I was not a wiseman, so what will happen if leave that group.
if only that they would just classify the ritual as failed and you return to the queen's faction but you will be announcing that you are my vessel and that would make the wisemens aid to your endeavors half-hearted or non at all. tell them you are recovering your memories every night and what you remembered is that I tried something new to the ritual this time. and that you planned to announce that you are my vessel and not a Wiseman so that they would help you in secret. you would need to control most of the factions starting with the queen tell her that you are still her daughter and that I told you that your memories are somewhat sealed and that you would unlock some and all in the duration of a month you still got the potential to be stronger than the one with strength ritual with some training here. before the month end spend your time wisely hahaha.
the girl noticed that the queen is still in place since the voice started talking. did you stop time to talk to me?
no you are in a enhanced state of perception one of many gifts you received from the ritual but still to weak use on your own. now in this state you could dodge or catch arrows with more mastery to this skill for now you could only accelerate your thoughts think of it as a rehearsal time for a show if the situation is too critical to mess up only then you could call on me, oh times up good luck
as the dialog between the girl and the voice end the girl was hit by a mild headache. the queen is concerned for moments before the ritual the girl infront was still her daughter and hasn't come to terms with what happened.
the girl spoke while in pain. I'm still your daughter there is a voice in my head telling me that my memories will return in a month's time and the ritual is different from previous ones
in what way and how could I trust you. for all I know this might be one of the wisemens schemes testing their luck.
I will regain fragments of my memories Everytime I sleep, I am not yet told the full extent of my abilities I figure it goes along with my memory