Time...
There was no time....
The one thing she needed the most and she had so little time.
So little time....so little time...
She couldn't breathe as she ran through the forest, clutching her stomach as indescribable pain stabbed her from all angles, threatening to tear her apart from the inside out. The creature she was carrying...it was coming...it was coming and oh Gods she wasn't ready.
The magic had been forced upon her because of her slave status in the community she had run away from...run away but not escaped, never escaped. As many times as she had tried, nothing could rid herself of the growing creature within her, growing too fast, far too fast. Now her lover was dead, his sacred blood spilled by her own hands as the magic within her took over, sending daggers out to slay anyone and everyone in sight. She couldn't fight it anymore, and now it was too late...too late for anything, for forgiveness, for sorrow, for regret...
A scream errupted from her lips as her stomach began to open, a deep slit stretching from her navel to her breast. The blood ran cold from the wound, leaving a trail of deep violet that was unlike anything she had every seen before....and the pain. Oh the pain. Nothing could have prepared her for the acid that ate her from the inside out. This was it...she was done....over...her chapter was ending to make way for a thing that fed off of everyone and everything.
Something dug at her skin, pulling her up into the air in a blaze of silverwhite light. It was coming and there was nothing she could do to stop it...nothing she could do but scream in complete and utter agony as her last seconds flashed before her eyes.
Loriillea Lorillai, Maiden Formed from Cloud and Sky
The chant sounded in her head. She tried to stop it, screaming as loud as she could to try and drown out the incantation that would destroy her and bring life to the thing within her.
Urriooal Lamarie Giving Life So One Shall Be
The split extended, taveling down through her pelvis and upwards untill it touching the tip of her chin. Her screaming disappeared into a gurgled cry before long translucent blades exploded from within. Her hands fell away, sliced completely through at the wrist, the elbow and the shoulder, her legs falling apart in the same manner before her torso was completely severed in half and the broken shell of a body fell to the ground in a gory heap of violent and crimson blood, eyes staring out at nothing.
In the cloud of blinding light a man appeared with the destruction of her body. His hair was long and pure white hanging to his waist, completely contrasting to his olive skin. Long translucent claws extended from his fingers visible only because of the blood that dripped down their length, staining the tips of his fingers with crimson. His eyes were a deep shade of violet that matched the blood that had been shed from the wound in her stomach. He was free from his human prison, his magic had escaped and he lived.
At the price of another life.
I name you, Jocan The same voice who had spoken the incantation sounded in his mind. With those last words, the light disappeared and the man floated down to the ground and laid a few feet away from the carnage, his mind slowly awakening to a world that he knew nothing about.