The phantom I created out of the soul of this Heir didn’t really seem that different then her earlier form. If anything it just feels as if I pulled her unadulterated from one side of death to the other side without much of a change. She has been busy ever since the summoning just testing out her current body, figuring out how a phantom is different then her previous existences. I myself am curious for different reasons as she stands as a new creature, unlike most others I summon. She is not a spirit nor a shadow which makes sense, the possessed armor is unlike most other creatures I have, though I intend to change that. But this phantom is something I hadn’t even considered creating, though it is a logical continuation. It’s a spirit but more, far more from what I can tell, and that is very interesting cause it feels like I skipped a lot of steps.
“This is rather interesting.” She quietly stretched her arms out and inspected what she was now. “I didn’t quite expect this, and it’s certainly beyond what I would have hoped for.”
The way she spoke was both within my head and with her own phantasmal lips, which gave a strange harmony. I couldn’t tell if that was something she was doing on purpose or just how the start of her time here was going to be. Maybe in time it could be both, since she is likely to grow more used to it as time goes by, but it would terrify people who come through. At the least she would likely make a solid first challenge boss if they find her early, and a proper first boss if they follow the planned route I have. Though that would require finishing getting the other two and getting the creatures for all four of them to have a proper challenge. Not to even mention the lord’s castle which is also vastly important to flesh out with creatures. I can start to feel a headache pushing in but I shake it off and go back to thinking what I need to do next. Best I can do is wait and try and figure out some fire stuff for the forge, and what comes to mind best is harvesting from the forest. But I don’t want to thin out that line.
“hey uh….actually what should I call you?” I ask towards the phantom, titling my non existent head as she looks back at me from her little revere.
“Oh we never did the name thing?” She seems rather confused in her own right but just shrugs. “Elisa is what I used to go by.” Odd, not quite a name but close enough.
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“alright Elisa-” I suddenly feel a bit lightheaded as my energy sparks out of me, I can’t just feel It either. Glancing towards the crypt door I watched as a flow of volatile energy flowed out from it in a torrent and slammed through my view into Elisa. She seemed surprised too for a second before the energy began forming tighter and tighter in her chest over where her heart would have been. It pulses and swirls and begins to solidify into a small, perfectly round gem of a swirling orange and purple. Looking at it I have to really focus on not being unreasonably angry at what I just witnessed. Elisa herself looked at it just floating in her chest where her heart once was a long time ago, and had raw curiosity in her eyes looking at it.
“you have got to be kidding me”
She looked up at me and there was a small smirk on the phantom’s face. “ah, you have been after these for a bit and were missing a part of it I take it”
“That’s an understatement,” I allow myself a bit of grumbling as a treat for all the annoyance I went through. “I was made aware these cores existed and could be made, but nothing said a name was important.” I could swear she was trying to hide the giggling but she made not much of an effort about it really, her mad cackling actually had a creepy effect about it and I noted that for later to help instruct her. Shaking that off I look at the core and try and figure out what was so specific about the name that made it form where all my experimentation failed. I couldn’t quite tell the exacts but my main understanding is that the name acted as an anchor point for the power to form. I also made note that naming anything would likely not have this whole effect happen, since Elisa is special in that regard.
“well I can tell that this is going to make what I want to do far more interesting” Elisa smiled as she looked around the forest before floating in towards the castle and the crypt, thinking. “it looks a lot like father’s, interesting considering from the mana that you formed it yourself” She commented as she slowly drifted around the castle in progress and then into the crypt. I turned my attention to my elemental and thinking about what I could possibly do with what I have learned. Thinking on it and really focusing I could see the starts of a core in them, and I had been toying with the idea of just forcing things manually. But if it was as simple as just naming him, then it might save me some issues and potentially keep the death thing from happening to my oldest monster.
So I took a deep breath and I could feel my energy forming around my core and pulsing slowly and volatilely. I thought of many names, many questions, and many ideas of who this elemental was as I thought through it. With a small tilt I pushed the idea of one of them to the elemental and he seemed interested and then nods.
“Then I shall call you Terra”
There was a pulse of raw energy forced into the elemental, shifting and writing until the small form of a gem appeared. More jagged then the rounded core that Elisa had and weaker, but it was unique and I could feel that mattered just as much as power.
