' ' = thoughts
""= talk
[] = author talking to you [that's me]
" " " " = more word count for author
'How selfish can you be !!! , at this point humanity can go suck itself .'
A roar sounded with screeches of metal being torn as the plane plummeted towards what was certain death .
A pleasant fellow had decided it righteous and benevolent of themself to send us all to his paradise in the afterlife or maybe we were his ticket there but fuck him either ways .
I was in shock more so than panic , what was supposed to be a nice little trip to go watch Portugal play their opening match in the World Cup games became an end game fixture for myself .
'Who am I kidding I was in my late thirties , renting a shit condor with a job of the same caliber , no kids , no lover , no money and the one time I win a raffle prize to go to a World Cup I don't even reach ' , BOOOOOOOMMMMM !!!!
The melody of death's embrace greeted us all and Silence ...
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"Gasp!! , 'the fuck' "
[above are thoughts within speech more like sound ]
I peered my eyes open fighting for my life, like I was holding my breath since yesterday
"It's a male cub Diata , Congratulations "
I raised my hands in contemplation
' Well I'll be damned ' ,
thin linings of red and black fur morphed in and out of existence on my arm as well as the interchanging hand nails to small claws
' A werewolf, goddamnit can I get re-spin Bob or is it a Robert , I feel like I'm more of the pale vampiric type just oozing class and charm '
My thoughts were disturbed as I was shifted to a woman who seemed laid down ,I attributed as my mother
"Great Mogar , praise the Mother for you my son , ..."
From there I tuned out my mother's welcoming speech, I smiled to myself
Most fantasy worlds require talent or lineages, not many fictional worlds out there could you gain everything with just knowledge but here I am
' Great Mogar , praise the Mother for myself truly and vibes for life '
Still being gleaned at by those surrounding my mother I realized I was not a werewolf, technically still a wereperson but I was a fylgja , also I suppose technically a wolf type in that family as everyone I'd seen displayed two tails from their behind . Ofcourse I knew I could manifest it between my human form , hybrid form and beast form but what made me glean is thinking of the potential as I pictured tekza , the only being on Mogar to go one on one with a guardian, Although it was a young Salaark it did not take away the achievements
[I assume we've read Supreme Magus else it's going to a rough ride for you ]
My mother spoke , " In honor of your father you'll be named Adal Black "
'Shit name ' I thought, 'but I like the surname '
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Finally alone with mother it was time to awaken myself , I wasn't too sure if there were any awakened from the delivery group earlier and mother was having a deserved rest , i guess unlike normal humans not much is needed by a mother to recuperate
I began the breathing exercises, taking deep breaths and holding it then releasing.
After several tries I could feel some movement I couldn't describe, not stopping the practices I continued
At this point I was getting exhausted , it's not as easy holding your breath numerous times as a baby
But there it was , a condensation at the solar plexus . This was the final stretch and he felt energy brimming from his body .
' I'm an awakened at birth , I'll probably not encounter a scenario we're my core is ahead of my bod or vice versa .
I'm a cheat template but that besides the point I've been wondering what period of time I'm at . I hardly saw anything related to the fylgjas in the novels , definitelyTyris is there as the great mother but that makes me also think I'm not in the Griffon Kingdom , there's a lot to still figure and plan for '
and with the quickness of a tired baby he fell asleep .
[Short intro chapter ]