[03] [Santa enslaven the elves]
The widespread cheery mood of the castle had gotten into me too. At least inspire me enough to write down my notes.
It has been 4,000 years that I started to feel the snow, the ice, and how the weather is affecting my physical and emotional limits in general. I felt hunger, sleep, and tiredness. Enough emotions and feelings to despise everyone equally.
I wondered what Lloyd was doing to the Great Seed. Would he be able to revive Martel's soul from it? Hmph, not without a vessal he can't. Idiot shadow of myself.
The mana here is. . .different, but this world was sustained by mana somehow. First, there was a revival system of bringing back the dead. That process would take a large amount of mana in itself. I shall have to look into that furthur. Second to the list: I was enchanted to be in a mindset of a blue katz and became insipid enough to allow a simpleminded ex-minon to tricked me to be honor bound to four kittens. I have to keep my word or I'll loose my true identity.
The populations of humans and non-humans are ignorant and foolish in general, but their system of creed was varied due to them coming from different worlds and dimensions.
That should about it for my notes. I'll make a report for the next draft.
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I fell a little ill from the nasty weather. I suppose I deserved it. I assumed the only authentic blood of half-elves I knew came from my homeworld originally.
The rest of you elves, you know who you are, but I shall enlighten the crisis of your plight. Those who wore green tunics, pointy shoes, and pointy hats. You hung around with a fat man in a red suit and you do not realize you are enslaven into forced labor. You have my sympathies.
In other news, I somehow was given four kittens as a holiday gift. I'd like to find the names for them. Ideas?
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As if. They deserved it. But saying as such put me in a brighter mood.
It has been 4,000 years that I started to feel the snow, the ice, and how the weather is affecting my physical and emotional limits in general. I felt hunger, sleep, and tiredness. Enough emotions and feelings to despise everyone equally.
I wondered what Lloyd was doing to the Great Seed. Would he be able to revive Martel's soul from it? Hmph, not without a vessal he can't. Idiot shadow of myself.
The mana here is. . .different, but this world was sustained by mana somehow. First, there was a revival system of bringing back the dead. That process would take a large amount of mana in itself. I shall have to look into that furthur. Second to the list: I was enchanted to be in a mindset of a blue katz and became insipid enough to allow a simpleminded ex-minon to tricked me to be honor bound to four kittens. I have to keep my word or I'll loose my true identity.
The populations of humans and non-humans are ignorant and foolish in general, but their system of creed was varied due to them coming from different worlds and dimensions.
That should about it for my notes. I'll make a report for the next draft.
~
I fell a little ill from the nasty weather. I suppose I deserved it. I assumed the only authentic blood of half-elves I knew came from my homeworld originally.
The rest of you elves, you know who you are, but I shall enlighten the crisis of your plight. Those who wore green tunics, pointy shoes, and pointy hats. You hung around with a fat man in a red suit and you do not realize you are enslaven into forced labor. You have my sympathies.
In other news, I somehow was given four kittens as a holiday gift. I'd like to find the names for them. Ideas?
~
As if. They deserved it. But saying as such put me in a brighter mood.