I see an abyss, a pitch black abyss. 'I died again....' I sigh, disappointed at the reality of my situation. Wait....I sigh? I try harder to open my eyes and see a window in front of me.
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"Resurrection of level 2 shadow soldier successful!"
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'Level 2?' I think confused as I open my eyes fully and what I see scares the crap out of me. I see a soldier clad in a black ninja suit with an empty circle on his forehead, seemingly missing something. Another window shows up scaring me from my stupor of staring at my new.....shadow soldier?
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"You have summoned your first shadow soldier! But now you need an emblem to be known by! Design your new emblem!"
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And under the window is an empty box that has a tutorial underneath that says, 'This will create whatever you think, have fun!'
I am shocked but quickly swipe away the box with my mind. I go to get up before screaming in pain, remember that my legs are now dust. I look around at my surroundings to see what's around me.
I see a headless body amongst the remains of the guts, blood, and gore of a horror movie scene. I look as close as possible without killing myself and realize, it's the female ninja! 'What happened.....' I realize what happened as the shadow soldier holds her still masked head towards me, his eyes pleading with pride and acceptance of his gift.
I feel something come up from my throat as I realize I might throw up. 'Nonononono. No.' I swallow it, making sure to keep my stomach's contents safe.
I smile nervously when I suddenly realize, I'm still a full Dragonborn. 'Gotta be normal when I get help with my legs, or should I stay this way? Oh well, might as well try.' I think as I try to transform back to my old form.
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Transformation failed, can only transform into the next form or when the body is 80% undamaged.
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'Dang, so I have the options to become a crippled dragon, or I have to heal up to transform back, so I guess I'm stuck in this form until then.
As I close the window, I see an ethereal smoke floating off her head and decide to try and resurrect another soldier. I open my skills and activate my skill shadow creation.
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"Resurrection of level 2 shadow soldier successful!"
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I look at the shadow the head casts and see a shadow launch into the sky and hover there for a few seconds, as if weightless. Then it lands beside the other soldier soundlessly. She looks exactly the same as the guy, but has a larger chest and more curvaceous body. Many would drool but I am currently more concerned as to how I'm gonna get my legs fixed.
I then look over at the girl and store her, causing her to nod before jumping into my shadow. Then I see a number in a corner of my vision show 1/1,500.
'I forgot I have that much storage.' I think to myself before giggling, which leads to a cry of pain. 'Damn that hurts.' I look over to the first shadow soldier, about to do something stupid.
"Can you carry me?"
"..."
The soldier stares at me quietly for a minute before picking me up, my legs dangling as he holds me. It takes every fiber left in my being to not scream and cry out in pain.
And he just stands there with me in his arms, making me feel pathetic.
I look away before saying, "To the clinic please...." he abruptly turns around and starts jogging to the clinic, making me question two things. How horrendous do I look right now, and how long was I out for? I look up into the sky and see the sun setting along the snowy hills, creating a beautiful scene.
I here screams and yells as people see my legs in a weird depiction of bloody art, looking like a messed up sculpture while I try not to scream every step of the way. 'Oh crap!' I think as I put my coat into my ring.
'Can't have him figure out who I am by any hints.' I think as I look down at my bare bones. I can barely think as my mind is filled with waves of pain, blood flows out, and I fall into the inky blackness that I am so familiar with.
The shadow soldier bursts into the clinic with me in his arms and as the nurse looks up sleepily, her eyes fill with horror as she sees my legs that are a mangled mess of blood, veins, and muscle.
She immediately bursts through the door and hurried the black soldier to come through, he hurriedly walks to a cot and gently lays my limp body down.
The nurse then pulls out a rune stone and hits a certain rune, it starts pulsing before fading and shrinking back onto the stone. She hurriedly presses it again, urgency and fear in her eyes. After a few more pulses, it glows brightly, showing a connection has been reached.
"Hello?" She starts to ramble a bunch of nonsense before she calms down enough to get a few words out.
"There is a Dragonborn here with his legs in critical condition, I need you to arrive here immediately." He is silent for a minute before a rustling is heard and a door is opened. He then appears through the front door and into the back of the clinic. He hangs up and sees a purple Dragonborn laying on the cot, the bones in his legs clearly visible.
He almost lets a 'holy fuck' slip from his mouth but catches himself before he says it. He quickly equips a professional demeanor and jogs over, muttering the magic language while walking. He sits down and starts muttering the words even faster, and faster, until his mouth is a blur.
All of a sudden, he stops and puts out both of his hands, a divine light shining down from them onto each legs and any other damaged part of the body that is either external or internal. The light seemingly reverses time, the bones shift and slowly reenter his legs, his body starts to heal rapidly as the wounds on his leg heal at a speed visible before leaving two massive scars on his legs.
My unconscious face turns from pained to calm and relieved, showing that the pin is gone. Sylvic wipes his brow while looking at my unconscious face. 'Could it be.....maybe....' He gets up and looks over at the nurse, "who brought him in, maybe he can tell us what happened." She is about to say something when she turns around and notices, the black suited ninja is gone, as if he never existed in the first place.
"He.....was here, right here. Where did he go?" She thinks as she looks around. Sylvic sighs and dismisses her, sending her back to the desk. She is hesitant at first, looking at the purple Dragonborn as he silently breathes. Sylvic looks at her and reassures her that he will be fine, that Sylvic used one of the most powerful healing spells he knew. She nods and leaves to enter the front room, making sure to be there for any other emergencies that might happen.
I slowly open my eyes as I see an elf with brown hair and green eyes looking at me.
I am dazed and look around, 'Guess those shadow soldiers know how to follow orders. That is amazing.'
I look back at the elf who is staring at me, "What happened for your legs to end up like that? And what are you doing this far up north?" Sylvic asks as a look of worry covers his face.
'Oh crap! Please be easy to trick. PLEASE be easy to trick.' I sit there and act like I am pondering before I shrug my shoulders and lower my voice, "I forgot, seems I don't even remember my name. Oh! But I do remember my age! I'm 15!"
Sylvic sits there before giggling and smiles at me, "Your not very good at lying Kurayami."