Where am I? Who am I? Why am I here? Should I die? What is a God? What is language? What is thought? Am I alive? Did I die? What is this red substance that covers me? It tastes like iron. What is Iron? Why do I have memories?
This substance should be blood that covers me I should look around slowly I raised my head out of myself my form being fluid. I then take the form of the creature whose memories I have a human. I solidify the blood creating a humanoid form that looks like they are covered in scabs after being ground apart and burned nearly to ash. I look brownish black covered in cracks where its slightly redder. I then look around realizing that I am in a swamp wait how can I see without eyes. I then start to pretend to do human actions like flexing and stretching and perfecting the movement of this form while running through the memories I have which clash forming a conglomerate of chaos of many people. I begin to get rid of the resentment within the memories and purify the emotion from myself.
I then see memories of a Blood Mage who had many bandages due to having to use their own blood for such magic. I then begin to practice making it look like I can use blood magic by siphoning out blood into the air and separating it from myself and even then, I can control my blood easily so I begin to step upon the air thinking if my blood or self can fly so can I. The step into the air proves to me that I can fly but I simply sink back to the ground and begin to walk through the dense forest I appeared within and when I look back, I see a deep pit filled with a sea of corpses all drained of blood.
I smile with a great hope to consume more blood, but I know it would be best to not overhunt humans otherwise they might get scared I could also hunt beasts, but I don't know how they will taste. I make sure that my face looks like a human but with my face looking like it was mangled and burnt. I go back to the pit and pick out clothes washing them with my blood removing all impurities from the clothes and repairing it using fine control of blood-soaked fabric. I then begin to walk toward the scent of blood with a hunger within my body that almost caused me to expand into a beast-like form so that I can get there quicker.
I walk into a clearing where 3 adventurers and an assassin are fighting a wyvern and losing quite badly except for the fact that they managed to destroy its wings. I draw out my blood and form a Giant mouth filled with teeth that comps down on the wyvern instantly tearing through its scales which begin to get devoured by the blood quickly the wyvern disappears all except for the bones and I go toward the three adventurers with a slight smile under my hood which they recoil when they see the state of my "Flesh". I then pull the bones out of the blood swarm hanging above and say, "I have no use for weak bones such as this, but you may need it to look after your Livelihood and If I could have your permission, I would send a drop of my blood to repair your wounds at the cost of some blood."
The first adventurer a man 6 foot tall within a giant amount of armor which is nearly torn to pieces says, "You need not worry Honored Blood Mage, but I thank you for saving our lives my name is Huit and this is Talia Our water mage specialist who took down the wings of the drake." I look at Talia who he is pointing at, and she shivers when she makes eye contact with my eyeless sockets which seem scarred over.
"I am sorry if my Prescence displeases you due to the fact that I can no longer see I have learned to use my blood to see causing these wounds to continuously form on my flesh allowing me to see every way." I send a drop of my blood to all their wounds and notice their assassin swing their weapon at the back of my neck when they see blood hover towards them. I simply let the blade shatter against my neck testing the new blood I gained from the wyvern. I smile and turn around rapidly as the blade shatters grabbing and lifting her above me by the neck light enough that she won't suffocate.
I let my blood seep into her flesh and repair their wounds then retract it. I back away quickly stumbling slightly as I retract all my blood after healing them and say "It's quite rude to attack someone who's trying to help you especially with the gift of true blood I gave you." The paladin shocked casts Eye of Truth and says stunned "He is telling the truth." Technically all my blood is true blood and if any of these wonderful snacks die it will be sad due to the droplet of blood that will consume some of their blood and use it to replicate itself sending it back to me to strengthen myself.