The darkness of the void gave way to the blinding lights & colours that seemed to scorch into the voice's shifting form along with a flurry of sensations, each giving way to the next, pain gave way to pressure upon the voice, as though it were fighting to avoid being crushed, relief as the pressure suddenly vanished, a gentle and yet cold, prickly feeling running across a form that towered briefly upwards before collapsing onto something hard, something that seemed to shift & mould slightly as whatever form the voice now had stood & pressed upon it.
As the voice tried to make sense of these strange sensations many realisations occurred. Firstly was that the voice did not seem to be standing, more so, it felt as though it's body was seemingly suspended above the ground, held aloft by 4 newfound, pulsing limbs, more like a beast than a thinking creature, the second realisation. And the third realisation that came with these new sensations & the unfamiliar limbs that now carried the voice & it's inhuman body.
'I can move!'
"BLLII BBLLAARRHH!!"
The voice seemed to speak, but only an unintelligible gurgling sound seemed to escape itself.
"It's preparing to attack, all men encircle it and stand strong!"
Another voice cried out, it was feminine, yet stern, commanding, and at it's behest a clamour of voices and shuffling & clinking metal could be heard in response.
It was then that the voice realised, without acknowledging what had actually been said.
'I CAN HEAR!!!'
"GGGLLLIIIIAAAARRRHHHH!!!!"
A glubbing bellow rang out, but before the voice could process that this chilling sound was it's own. A roar resounded through the air.
"Foul beast, I'll see you dead!!"
The voice suddenly felt a new sensation, something pushing against it's morphing body, something cold, sharp, before it cleaved through . The voice froze, expecting to feel more, yet nothing came, and with it's vision still delirious with the colours & light of this strange place coalescing into one another, the voice reflexively tried to leap backwards, moving whatever muscles & limbs it seemed to possess to this end, hoping to escape. A clattering sound & another sensation as the voice & it's body streaked up & backwards into the air, with the colours & lights blurring as it rocketed away, before slowing, steadying, and finally falling. The voice felt no pain from the impact as it once again stood upon the ground & took this brief respite to focus it's vision.
The bleary lights & colours slowly separated from one another & began to regain focus. Slowly, blue, white spots, clouds took form in the sky above, lit by a single luminous body that hung, uncaring amongst the endless blue. And below, grass, fields rolling in each direction until the colours began to blend against each other & fade once more into nothingness, no matter how hard the voice concentrated & strained whatever eyes it possessed to see unto the horizon. Moving one of it's 4 limbs the voice now stared at what
And then, amongst this seemingly unending sea of green, a light, a glint reflecting the light above.
'A puddle?'
'Wait, I can check my reflection with it!!'
"BBBLLLAAARRRHHH"
Another Gurgle, this time of delight escaped the voice as it crawled using it's strange, oversized limbs over to the body of water that lay upon the floor. The voice looked down into the water to see staring back at it, purple? Pink? A mix of both that seemed to shift and move as though it were liquid itself, though that could be the distortion of the water as ripples danced across it's surface with the wind & the breathe of the voice's form. A face that seemed to end in a point, with a mouth that, though open, never seemed to fully part as strands formed between it's jaws when they moved, and 2 slight scoops above the mouth on either side, both of which seemed to face forward & both seemed to house another mass, their colour was the same as the rest of the form, except for a greenish hue absent everywhere else in the reflection. The head itself bore resemblance to both a frog with it's seemingly bloated appearance and a bulge beneath it's mouth & a wolf with the positioning of it's features and the mouth that appeared to end like a pointed snout.
'This... '
'This is me?'
The voice inquired as it moved one of it's limbs, it's right arm, to touch the face that it saw reflected. The hand crept into view & the voice, now with a face to put itself to saw what had previously helped hold it aloft, a hand with 3 tentacle like appendages that sprouted from a palm the size of a mans whole hand, each finger, if you could call them that, moved similarly to that of any human's as the creature clenched them into a fist, before uncurling them & watching as they were capable of the same movement in the opposite direction, folding backwards to clench into a fist on the back of the hand as well, without so much as a hint of pain or resistance from anything like bones, or skin, the appendages even seemed to merge together the tighter the creature closed it's fist.
Again, the question surfaced.
'What am I!!??'
"GGAAABBBLLAAHHH"
THUD!
The sudden sound came from something that now stood, jutting from the ground, a wooden pole, finished with a metal spike, a spear.