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Log 19: Colourful Drawings

Here's another drawing of Oedna. I was doing it from memory and kinda forgot about the pauldrons but I kinda like it without. I also did a little bit of colouring but that's mostly what the values would be, not the actual pallet. I also did more of another character, Leveret (same thing, pallets not accurate, it's more representative of value) Also, pretty proud of this: I did these all with pen/markers, no erasers here B)

K bye,

sadkarret

Untitled Rouge-like action game design

Game Design Idea!!!

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I want to keep the narrative very short cause this post is for the mechanics I want to explore with the design

You play as the myriad reanimated soldier corpses in Kurukshetra (the battlefield in epic of Mahabharat), Progression resets after every death cause 'you' play as the next reanimated corpse. (has some rouge-lite narrative elements)

Your reanimation is basically a last ditch Hex from Shakuni (one of the premium members of the losing side of the war), the game starts after the war and its aftermath (basically the Pandavas' rule begins)

ONE OF THE ENDINGS, involves tracking 'ASI', a abra kadabra fire sword (maybe you even meet 'Kripacharya' and fight the personification of 'Asi' the demon...???), track Ashwatthama (the current rightful successor of Asi, and a warrior on the losing side of the war who was cursed with biological festuring and then made immortal) and stab the dude with said mystical fire sword, to set his puss filled wounds permanently aflame till his curse naturally ends... so that my boi can function properly I guess... then what??... shit... maybe in the end credits, Ashwatthama invades the Pandava ruled Kuru again?

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2.5D Isometric game.

I want this game to be in the boss rush genre, as I am more or less limiting the game areas to the Kurukshetra battlefield (it was huge af) and some key areas for plot reasons... Imagine 'Eldest souls' (great game btw)... you explore mostly to get stuff and then you fight bad guys.

maybe even some goons here and there to introduce you to the combat mechanics and get the various economy pipelines flowling...

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Starting stats and Equipment is fixed at the start of the run.

You sometimes have both your hands if RNGezuz was being lazy. but then its more probable for one of your hands to be non functional still.

Your current functional limbs dictate which weapon you can forage from the battlefield...

two hand means spears, bows, mace

one hand means Swords, axe, shields

full freedom to switch equipment, based on what you can actually carry and use on your previously dead body

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you can change and upgrade your physiology by progressing the Hex on you... maybe even unlock Maya abilities that was used by Shakuni, Ghatotkacha and Krishna... imagine the various prayers you use in 'Blasphemous' (another great game btw)

heal your non-functional hand... raise health pool... mana pool... get weapon buffs and shit

or get a replacement hand for you currently missing limb, cast mystical bullshit... or more... ROR2 Void Feind?? Hell ya!!! (Risk of Rain 2, another great game)

so basically, your exp can be used to trade from Hex progression and Maya abilities

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You fight the various other reanimated dead on the battle field and sometimes Alive dudes who are stationed in Kurukshetra, lot of notable guys died on both sides of the war and it would be great excuse to have dead legendary figure who dont really love necromancy and whom you kill and get named 'Astras' (abra kadabra weapons)

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here's another ending just cause I want to document this... since you are reanimated due to Shakuni (portrayed as a bad guy in the original Mahabharat epic)... maybe you wish to undo the hex altogether...

so I guess you will have to meet the good guy parallel to the schemer boi Shakuni... Krishna... and do some esoteric shit to get the good ending.

I kinda like the POC I had made earlier and came up with some narrative ideas for later chapters.

So I wrote the chapter 2, it's just a rough draft, and follows the still untitled story from the last post..

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Maya clung to trunk after trunk like a serpent slithering through a forest, undetected still, her goal? To study the main root system of the Great Banyan tree.

The woody maze was indeed a spectacle under the lush green light through its hazy green canopy crown... Finding the main trunk of the Great Banyan was to be a challenge. the 250 year old behemoth slumbered, indifferent to Maya, its myriads of thick Arial root growth all around had made the single tree look like a lush forest instead... The chirping of birds, the racing squirrels, foraging for the Banyan's fig... the ambiance didn't betray the history of the ecosystem built around the massive tree system.

But Maya was no slouch, she had come even more prepared by fusing with the beast essence that brought the lightning quick reflexes of the black bengal cat to her epigenetic suggestion.

Maya wasn't gonna look around blind for her goal, the restricted area was heavily guarded by the faction of the tiger... Little did they know the bread crum trail of guards is exactly what will lead Maya to the heart of the behemoth.

A shadow flickered behind her, it was Rundra, "Maya wake up", Maya heard Rundra's whisper behind her...

"This was not the time you idiot! you will alert the guards!", she whispered looking back at him.

"Maya look! you finally manifested arcane fire!!!", Rundra's voice finally reached Maya. The snot bubble burst, and she was awake... the excitement that she had manifested cool shit really did grab her attention all the way from a dream, huh... Typical Maya, Rundra shook his head

"Waa... Huh?", Maya yawned wide, still a bit drowsy from the rumbling of all the carriages they had hitch hiked the night before... She knew they were still a day away from Yana.

"Finally woke up huh? Sleepy head... The carriage owner is about to fall asleep waiting for us to get down so that he can go his path", Rundra shook Maya again by her shoulder.

Maya swore Rundra shook her just to annoy her this time... "You think it is funny? Huh! 'Maya! You did done arcane fire!', beating a dead horse are we now?", So she pushed him, jumping outside the carriage, as they started wrestling abruptly. The performance was... very... Peculiar.

The two waved the carriage owner bye, as they decided to find some water and food in the nearby settlement.

Dusk had started to break. The silvery yellow pouring onto the horizon, a gentle warmth, whispering to one the veil of the night has been lifted.

"Aren't you worried about your admission interview, Maya?", Rundra asked like the worry warrent the big fluffy dog of a man was... But Maya sighed nonetheless. Her odds at bagging the admission scholarship wasn't looking good.

The Creed of Thought offered a sponsorship for all, a dorm to stay and sanctioned a amount of fixed credits every month for 8 months, for any new beginner student, whose synergy between their Soul Trait and Enlightenment spark was found to be of interest to the Creed... Ofcourse there were other perks too, but if Maya ever wanted to brood over anything, it was going to be over material gain...

"I will figure something out...", Maya looked down before looking back up at Rundra as they walked, "I bet you are going to be sailing smooth yourself! Mr. Indifferent Vigor?!"

Ofcourse Rundra was going to amaze his assigned interviewer simply because he had the soul trait, 'Vigor', and the enlightenment spark, 'path of indifference'... Maya wasn't too jealous but it would be a lie to say she wasn't...

Maya bumped into Rundra on purpose, pushing him with her shoulder, before running off. Rundra smiled before chasing after her... Maya wasn't going to be down no matter what circumstances she stumbled into... The very serpentine gremlin energy called greed made her never worry... Instead she always aimed to make the best of the situation... She was going to be fine. Well, fine enough after Rundra shows her that he's not be messed with! Rundra ran after Maya. As the small settlement drew closer.

The small agricultural settlement was serene, as the farmers worked the tea fields before the morning dew dried up. The clay huts that lined the steppe farms were small and ergonomic. With coconut leaves for its roof.

Maya and Rundra stepped in front of the sign that advertised a vendor's hut. The tall woman stepped out in a loose black blouse and a cotton skirt... Rundra blushed and turn away. Maya knew Rundra blush wasn't related to the stew simmering back in the vendor's hut...

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Rundra slinged his travelling sack on his back, they were stocked for all necessary resources for the days hitch hiking.

Maya cocooned out of the tall grass she was hidden by, gripping what seemed to be the deep purple of frost deadnettle vines... Rundra wasn't surprised at the development... Maya always made a point to forage any wild over growth if she was around.

"We aren't in the orphanage anymore Maya... Whom are you gonna trade that with? The warden who gave you a candy in exchange for the mint is all the way back from where we started!", Rundra teased Maya about her sweet tooth.

"Shut up Rundra! I am going to use the herb's scent... as a relaxant, okay? I should refine my soul form with the whispers of the void... I need to find an interesting synergy if I am to prepare for the scholarship interview", Maya said, easing her breath quickly, "the mint will help me align my neural signalling with void easier... You know about the torturous pace of my enlightenment spark is right? And the shaking of the many carriages we rode didn't help either"

"Ya, ya, lets get going then, the road is starting to get busy", Rundra said pointing to the traffic on the road, a day of hitch hiking awaited them.

"Lets go then", Maya's travelling sack was already hanging from her shoulder when she stepped ahead of Rundra.

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Maya quid chewed the mint alongside another dried herb from her travelling sash... The retronasal scent helped Maya focus on aligning her neural signalling with the void... She was refining her soul form, a practise Soul Spiritualist performed to refine their manifestation and unlock more synergies.

But the sudden halt of the carriage threw her off balance, she immediately gripped Rundra's shoulder who sat on the diagonal extreme in the small carriage.

The commotion on the road made itself heard, without needing any attention... A quarrel among the traffic on the path... Both sighed, the road seemed blocked for now so both got out from the carriage they were riding, curiosity calling them.

A surprisingly sharp looking man, no older than Rundra seemingly, but shorter than Rundra by about a head length and darker of skin, was quarreling with the owner of a fancy looking carriage... The man wore a white shirt and lilac trouser... and From the sound of the commotion, the man and the carriage owned were arguing over the fare for travel.

"look! I will pay you in Creed credits later, I promise, I am running short on coins right now! And we just have another half a day of travel!", the man argued.

"but I do not trade in Creed's credits young man! I am not from Yana to even use the currency you offer me", replied the carriage owner.

It was now clear that the man was a student at the Creed of Thoughts, Maya immediately smelled opportunity and knew she had to help the man.

Maya reached the scene of the argument, Rundra following just behind her, "Hey! We couldn't help but overhear the conversation", Maya spoke, Rundra wasn't sure what Maya had in mind. Maya turned to the man directly, "are you a student at the creed of thought? Mr..."

"you can drop the honorifics, my name is Mārtand", the Man replied, "Yes, I am a student at The Creed", Mārtand replied to Maya, turning over to meet the carriage owner, "I would also add that I am a distinguished scholar at the Creed too"

"but, young man, why would I care about your status within the creed? I am not going to accept a trade in Creed's credit", The owner replied.

"I can pay in coin on your behalf!", Maya offered to Mārtand, "I am Maya, I am a prospective Soul Spiritualist making me way to Yana, I can pay in coin now for you and you could pay back with Credit when we are in Yana!"

Rundra questioned if Maya had to coins to pay off the fancy looking carriage's fee, but he remained quite for now...

"done.", said Mārtand, "Yana's Market exchange should be currently valued at 2 credits for each 3 coins. I am short of 30 coins, so that will be 20 credits that I would owe you"

Randra could feel Maya gesturing to contribute to the exchange, he still wasn't sure what Maya had in mind but he followed suit. Both of them foraged their pockets to add up to the necessary amount of 30 coins.

"there!", Maya said as she handed over the coins to Mārtand, "how would I find you once I am in Yana? Mārtand?"

Mārtand revealed a black card from his pocket, "show this to any vendor in Yana, they will be atleast able to point you in the general direction of me... I will also be on the look out for a student names Maya if you aren't able to find me by tomorrow evening. All right?"

Maya took the unassuming black card, "all right!".

And with that, the journey continued as the traffic started moving again.

>bored from indulging in the deeper ends of the magic system I am making

>Why not experiment with something more simpler?

>make a rough new system and wrote a POC around it.

>Reread just for fun... It follows a hard magic system...

Fuck...

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Welp, here's what I wrote... If you are reading anything below this point then know that I wank a lot of words. You are warned.

Oh and it's intended to be the first chapter of sorts...

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Maya closed the old worn tomb on her lap, 'Basics of herb mixing' - Soul Herbologist, Stevle. Maya sighed... Not at exhausting the last book from the tiny orphanage library... Maybe a bit from the endless puns the author sneaked into the entire lexicon... but more at the boring enlightenment spark she had finally observed last night... Maya stood up to return the book, It was a short way to the library, just a flight of stairs above from her room infact.

Maya walked the wooden creeks of her corridor, that she had haunted like a greedy serpentine gremlin for all of her whole 16 years of life, she had lived in the orphanage... She passed the wooden board from which she often took jobs... Or more specifically the various jobs that she would come to find specialization in... ofcourse! All due to the also boring soul trait she had... which she had proudly isolated when she was 12 years old! But as soon as Maya had done scanning through all available documentation of her soul trait in the measly library and the warden's head... Words could not define how bummed out she was...

Maya's soul trait was... 'trait-less', a simple soul trait, she cursed her own internal language for the trait-lessness of her soul... Her greed for cool shit had seeped into all of the neural netwoking she had aquired in her life... If everything she learns becomes clearly defined and outlined by study... Her venomous fantasy was never satiated... She had fimiliarised herself with every label she was acquainted with... Defining all words that helped one simulate the world in a more comminucatable objective fashion... It wasn't surprising that her neural network was quirkless... Why would her soul trait be anything other than... Trait-less.

Soul traits are what allows soul spiritualists to manifest metaphysical arcane abilities into reality. Every being has one... It's an emergent behaviour inherent to all intelligent beings.

Simpler soul traits form because the wielders inherently have less bias in their language... Therefore making scientific methodology a very synergetic life path the practitioner walked on.

But Maya? She had the simplest... The simplest in all of Permutation the universe allowed... And the same? was her undoing. Maya was never going to have a manifestable arcane ability due to the trait-lessness of her soul... Let alone the cool shit she always dreamed about...

It was a long way to the library, Maya recalled the many jobs she took from the board. It was necessary for everyone who had isolated their soul trait in the orphanage, to contribute to the orphanage.

But that wasn't why Maya took those many jobs... It was either to keep her pockets flowing... or otherwise to indulge in her never-ending quest to find and possibly unlock cool shit... She collected rare herbs, she had once helped a craftsman to make the design blueprint model of his soul puppet more ergonomic, despite her extremely limited expertise in the subject... She even helped a zoologist identify a specific hare he wanted to study! that could hop for a larger distance because it had a unique epigenetic expression... Sad and truly boring old times... But Maya smirked nonetheless... It was fun.

Maya turned the book in, to the librarian's trained hands, waving her a final, still smug, sayonara. She had already packed her things, which wasn't much to begin with... All practical stuff for travelling and some tools she knew would need, the small marsh green travel sack waited outside the warden's room.

Maya walked into the warden's room. The warden eyed her through his old dotting glasses, oddly sharp for the otherwise wrinkled skin behind it. "hmm... hmm... Are you sure about this dear Maya?", Zanish asked, The old bag of bones clutching her letter, that advocated that the holder has isolated their soul trait and has observed an enlightenment spark, everything needed to persue soul spiritualism.

"Why... Why Creed of Thought?”, the old warden asked, knowing that unorthodox academy was a hassle, for all its students.

Maya smirked, "Yes, Mr. Zanish", she replied. "I am certain that it is the best for me... You know me already, don't you?", she said with thick pretentious posh oozing from her tongue.

Zanish nodded, "yes yes... another hustler added to the Labrinth of hustling, They will let you in... It's not like they stop anyone anyway."

Maya giggled at the old man's habit of repeating the first word of his speech... She wasn't sure if she would miss him, but... it was always fun whenever she was caught sneaking out of her room after the 14th out of 16 fractions of the day.

Zanish signed the document hesitantly, Creed of Thoughts was an academy that didn't teach... Atleast in term of orthodox education... They merely traded resources for information. All promising soul spiritualists would trade by showcasing their, any and all, acquired synergy between their soul trait and enlightenment spark... for credits. Credits that the Creed awarded for getting to document that emergent synergetic behaviour showcased, they would award more for any questions they ask, ofcourse.

And it is these credits that were used to exchange resources, that the Creed traded. Money, textbooks, research material, arcane tools, a lecture on a topic of interest, physical demonstration, beast essence, usage of the many workshops and its facilities, herbs and much more! You name it! For the right credit? They trade it! Some even got a chance to enter the whispy archive of dreams, just for a limited period ofcourse.

It didn't matter that the Creed was originally formed by a malevolent faction... Their system for education was fair, that is all that mattered. The begrudging Benevolent Factions never got any excuse to scrutinise them... For the academy itself wasn't making any combat force for itself like every other faction was...

But the biggest problem for Maya, in Zanish's perspective, was that she had observed the Whispers of the Void as her enlightenment spark... The slowest of all enlightenment sparks.

Enlightenment spark is a signal observed by a being in their neural circuitry... The specific conditions that triggered the spark, basically a matching of a neural signal to a perfected contradiction-less neural circuitry called 'enlightenment', was unknown...

Enlightenment spark serves to shape and therefore dictate the how's and why's of one's soul trait is manifested... And the whispers of the void? It had a torturous pace... It requires one to align their neural signalling with the Void itself... The now aligned signals would become the Void's whispers... The whispers broke chunks out of one's soul form and then worked as a solvent to glue the pieces in any Permutation... Repeat the process to ad nauseum, and the soul gets granular and granular each iteration... Basically making one's soul, clay like... which can be molded in any manner...

What this enlightenment spark gave in versatility of manifesting one's soul trait... It also came with the drag of refinement and the inevitable analysis paralysis of doing actual intelligent design without a fixed end shape... The Whispers of the void was well documented! It allowed for a better accuracy of manifestations but it brought nothing unique the other myriad enlightenment sparks synergising with the various soul traits brought.

Zanish also knew Maya's soul trait was traitless... and knowing that brought him the burden of knowledge that Maya wasn't going to manifest anything metaphysical, Period. For there had been no recorded metaphysical arcane abilities acquired by a trait less soul spiritualist, except ofcourse... They were precise with whatever they did.

Precision and efficiency of a trait less soul... Accuracy and versatility from the whispers of the void... That is all Maya had... Oh and also that smug annoying want for the 'cool shit' she had always claimed she was gonna manifest, ringing in the old man's ears since the age her innocence turned into greed... Zanish sighed... The probability of having both a traitless soul and the Whispers of the void enlightenment spark must be the last plack fraction away from zero... For this Permutation has never been documented in all of his old wisdom... No known example for Maya to follow...

Zanish handed the letter to Maya, "here... here... you better don't disappoint me, lad. Or... Or I am gonna punish you next for never breaking any rules this time around", Maya knew he meant that as a challenge, to find an actual manifestable metaphysical arcane ability out of her hand of cards.

Maya pulled her eyelid down and taunted with her tongue out, bleah. Even if this is a good bye, she wasn't not going to be a brat.

Maya took her small travel sack, now resting on her shoulder, as she set off to Yana, where the Mystical Labyrinth of the Creed of Thought slumbered.

The Creed of Thought was carved into the heart of a literal giant, a stone monolith otherwise. Dreaming in its grey granite mass. What made the stone mountain move? all slow in the plains of Yana... going nowhere... No one knew...

Maya caught up to her friend, Rundra. A fluffy dog for a man, tall and lean, yet built like a rectangle, warm yet rigid as the earth beneath him... they were from the same orphanage... Rundra was also a promising soul spiritualists... his soul trait was 'vigor', it gave him irrational will power and a slightly accelerated self healing capacity due to an unique epigenetic expression... he also had glimpsed the enlightenment spark, 'path of indifference'... Maya never figured out why the synergy bummed him... it sounded cool as shit! 'Indifferent Vigor!', A famous previous wielder of both had manifested Weapon Egos into all her blades... its path never bargained with anyone! but Rundra doesn't seem very excited about it...

Maya thinks Rundra decided to start academy because of her... but why did he choose Creed of Thought too? Little did she know it was Zanish that pestered him to go out and experience his life... He chose Creed of Thought simply because Maya was confident it was gonna be a ride.

"hey, ready to leave?", Maya asked

"I would have long been gone if I didn't wait for you to finish the last few pages of that book", Rundra said with a stearn face... but Maya knew he was wagging his imaginary tail already in excitement.

It was going to be a long journey... Longer because Maya was hell bent on hitch hiking her way there... Spending money on travelling a well travelled path? Especially with a lot of traffic? What is this... A scam? Maya grinned, soon she got a lift on an two oxen pulled carriage... The animals looked well worked... Well feed too! looking at the slush it pulled, logged in the carriage... Maybe its epigenetic expression would be worthy of study... Maybe its beastial essence can be extracted?

Maya closed her eyes long after Rundra, the oxen's beast essence wasn't going to offer an epigenetic suggestion for her body to mimic, especially in any kind that would lead to cool shit...

And with that, Maya turned to the brilliant moon, she could swear it was dim before... But it's not long before a snot bubble starts to inflate and deflate from her nose, as Maya drowsed away into sweat slumber.

I stan this idea very much

Warming. Contains info hazardous bias.

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The beast of instinct.

It is a class of design concepts in my delusion magic system, in the bronze age world. There have been a lot of these beasts in this time period, that's just an excuse to slowly introduce the concept and therefore slowly brainwash readers to like my ideas, the magic of Mystique...

tl;dr of the Delusion magic system is that all ideas in your head, that have no contradiction in your entire neural circuitry... Are made manifest. The only limit of abilities is that no one here can violate the conservation of information.

The beast of instinct serves as an equal to its opposite concept in the magic system, to the various demons of reason.

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When an intelligent creature is rid of delusion. It's inefficient neural pathways that sustain its own narrative is burned away... in order to perfect its sensory input to the motor reaction output loop...

That is the beast of instinct. A creature of pure emergent function of their respective chain of chemical reactions that sustain them. Just biology. Nothing 'alive' in it...

The beast of instinct is actually an evolution line from the 'artsy' type of poke- ahem... characters... Because all their senses converge into one level of Gestalt like act of observation...

They have reduced their craft to mere hardwired instinct. Art without interpretation. Art is in the interpretation, they cannot hold higher thought. There is no interpretation. Distilled objective sensory observation.

This act of observation and reaction loop causes neural synergy. Their movement becomes choreographed, a dance set on the rhythm of information continuity... a markov chain stitching its path only in eternal now

Think of it like your body moving in a deep flow state... You don't need to justify any action, there is no action, you just are... imagine how flight or flight works.

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Their nervous system become more hardwired, the input signal moves to the Permutations of nerve cells that lead to motor output. No lag, no higher processing that can take them out of their contradiction free observation of reality.

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What do they do!!!???

Well, I have some examples...

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There was a wild 'notorious' tiger that had perfected its art, the hunt.

THE SHADOW.

Its targets could never track it while simultaneously recognising the contours of its shape, 'camouflaged'. Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle flavoured.

Basically if you see it still? then it has already left the field of your active vision... And if it is tried to track? Its patterns become 'blurrier'

Scary camouflaged danger cat be real sneaky!

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Another is, hehe boi, this shit is why I do all these

THE DEAD MAN WALKING

A malevolent bag of matter and energy performing emergent behaviour.

It's a he... I am sorry... it is an unorthodox villain character so it's fine. He 'bad boy' hot!! ... Atleast ...

This being has burned away everything. All neural pathways that are deemed inefficient.

In transcendental rage... (revenge subplot but the spicier version, powerless human on a quest for revenge, and in his hit list are some protagonists... and he's Machiavellian but unga bunga version. Bronze age min maxed sweaty ape ass.) His body has burned everything away inside it that could stop itself anymore... it began with the symptoms of never stopping, even though he's clearly spent... and the ones on his hit list are sometimes delusion magic wielders... and his condition is kinda okay but still bad... even chemically resource starved sometimes...

Think of this man moving like a Fourier transform of the music this man runs on

Or better think of it like the collapsing wave function. Its curvature flowing, being dictated as observed by objective reality.

An animated squiggly line. Extrapolate that squiggly line to 3 dimensions and you can see my boi animate in every frame of the causal reality he observe... Its slow... It's only biological ofcourse... Give it some time... Speed up the animation frame rate to our scale bruh!

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Retrograde amnesia, Anterograde amnesia, aphantasia, there is simply nothing left in this man that can hold higher thought. Not even recognition of its own geodesical individuality. There is no separation of 'me' from the larger universe in him left.

It has all been burned away.

A martial indifference walking in perfected malevolent instinct.

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Much like Clive Wearing, a real dude! Look him up!

Music allowed Clive to stitch his distorted continuity for a suprising good length... Otherwise, he couldn't recall his memories and cannot make new memories... long term and short term memory loss.

That is because of the 'Musicality' of our systems, a very well oiled part of circuitry in your cranium, the thing that creates meaning from pattern-ed sequence of sound... is so connected with out voluntary motor functions that we can't help but vibe. Fact! the taping of your feet!? That vibe? Craving for Chris Christodoulo synthwave? it's hardcoded!!

And Clive was a brilliant musician!! so the music part of his neural circuitry was still going good!!

Continuity in motor function? Better sense continuity of reality! All because Music moves us... quite literally.

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Copy that shit one to one shamelessly, exaggerate, and slap it to the Dead Man Walking. Add some more too.

Aphantasia so he can't voluntarily simulate shapes in his prefrontal cortex.

Synesthesia because his reduced neural circuitry sustains the seamless sensory information convergence into a Musicality led rhythm. We all have it, it's just not required and therefore it's unique neural paths are not strengthened (unless you do have Synesthesia, in its numerous variations, my boi here has the complete one... Brain less fibry dense as normal? Remaining fibers circuitry are taken as new normal, strengthened and are then is more 'hardwired')

Since normal symbolic context driven language is not possible for its mind... Think of the music as a language his circuitry runs on... that labels all levels of raw sensory information in one neat, low mental level, yet surprisingly rational, compressed packet...

And this Musicality stitched rhythm is what keeps it in this continuity of the eternal now. A malevolent algorithm, an else-if ladder.

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Its shitty 'machete on a good stick' glaive is a sight to behold. Not for it's crude, flavorless... Yet surprisingly ergonomic?!... Makeshift design... That is... Only if your body has a similarly chiseled epigenetic expression to his...

Its path never meets resistance. Eviceration itself left behind its tail wind. Not because its blade end is impossibly sharp, or is a 1024 times folded katana... but because its path is never allowed to meet a material that could resist its cleave... (Maybe the blade end is a 'foraged' Damascus made, short fat, Ramdao... It is in fact from the harappa side of things)

Only after he has completely 'understands' what it is fighting... is. and 'is' as in objective reality... think of it like him starting from the 0 of understanding of hiss opponent's unique induviduality... all potential behaviour and bias in shape and permutation of material... It takes time... Maybe less every other opponent that makes him reach the weapon's full 100% smooth path...

The crude weapon's sheer girth is used to balance his borderline animated smooth wonky posture... Imagine he pushes the waxy stick blade first forward while in air... It's mass and acceleration pulling his surprisingly light body, for a surprising amount of centimetes in that direction... Oh and he's also is on a very strict... very Surprisingly varied, forager diet... Only take enough resources that are recognised to 'continue efficient function' type diet... Unga bunga variant.

Shit like this happens with many different weapon flavours since he gets bland fast...

His fighting style is anything that works as long as he is the one who survives in the end. Getting better and better to the point if there is even a fraction of a chance a human of his build and calibre can win... He wins and his opponent mostly dies... Getting more efficient with each iteration of causal action, that is the speed cap of his limit.

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The events that lead this man to this pokevolution are truly some edgy sad offscreen dark souls lore... and anime ass hell fights!

His art is the art of malevolent survival. Sad artist stuff I know...

He actually is made to go even lower from this state of being a beast of instinct... That's a secret for now!

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Wait a minute!

If a beast of instinct runs on a sense of self expression put in continuity of motion, in reaction to obervation of objective reality... Basically doing Art without interpretation...

Does that mean art is a true emergent behaviour of the universe? Not just something one does in their cranium... Not just in their subjective simulated reality in their prefrontal cortex...

Since the nature of the beast is reduced to mere biology functioning... And biology is already a true emergent property... Duh

So is art... Real?

I mean this in terms of functioning, labeled as art... And functioning is real...

That matters more to my narrative in retrospective... because I have a concept of 'true lies' somewhere in the story...

Agni!

I will be exploring the design of this character in this post!!

The title is just a place holder... for a fire elemental character I made, in my Delusion magic system world.

Simplification of the Magic system, all beliefs of a person that they hold absolutely no contradiction for, to that idea, in themself, is somehow made manifest in my bronze age based world!!! The only limit is they cannot break the law of conservation of information.

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Agni was one of the first to perfect his delusion.

His delusion? That fire is chaos...

These kinda ideas cannot really be contradicted cause chaos can mean whatever... A malleable abstract idea... Cause I don't think fire has an empirical information called chaos... So it's a delusional idea (chaos) being labeled in reality with the medium of a real thing (fire)...

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The back story for this delirius character is that he lost something or someone important to fire... And his life has been a constant struggle where he is working towards something, but always meets setbacks due to unforeseen factors which overwhelms him and/or induces PTSD for plot reasons...

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So, whenever his brain goes nuts, failing to create cohesive thoughts...

HE LEAKS PURE PLASMA.

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If Fire = chaos. Chaotic state of mind makes him see the world in a chaotic fashion, which means his simulation of the world in his prefrontal cortex will introduce the simulation of fire in this chaotic state... Delusion manifesting... Superimpose the mentally simulated fire onto the narrative! Fire!

Not all Delusion are manifested... Most people just experience extra sensory stuff... Or are skilled artisans with wisdom of first hand experience (experience in terms of mental circuitry, making the act instinctual)... You guys can see my first magic system in my profile for another example of a system of delusion magic...

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Going back to the state of his brain, specifically his current loss of cohesive thought...

This state can be caused by so many things... From Lack of necessary resources like sodium ions, to excessive blood loss, to just being, boring ol' reliable, shocked enough from confusion or concussion... To just analyze paralysis caused by being overwhelmed...

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In this state, if he's not knocked out cold...

He will leak FIRE!!!

From his epidemic lining....

Assume its like sweating but instead of sweat beads, it's tongues of outward slithering fire!!

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The energy has to come from somewhere... So for now lets go with the chemical energy stored in his body...

And its obviously also burns him... Hmm... Maybe the tongues of flame SURROUNDS him... rather than come directly from his skin... So its just heat at first that he generates and has to somehow tolerate...

But that also means he breaths in a lot of Carbon monoxide... Hmm... He just has to live with it I guess...

And he could probably choose where it leaks from? That would need some concentration... Hmm... Concentration while his minds all gone haywire?? Maybe could be related to mastery?

BUT MASTERY IS BORING AS FUCK

Maybe I could somehow teach him that fire is not an all consuming kind of chaos somehow... A punishment for his character arc going stagnant? Maybe with love?

Maybe show him the warmth fire brings?

Hell ya!

So he falls in love with someone who was received warmness by his flame rather than burn from it! Sounds fun!

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Anyway, since he now knows fire can also bring warmth, thats effectively unlocking passive healing and shit

HIS IDEA OF 'CHAOS' CHANGES!!!

Remember! Abstract ideas are infinitely Malleable!!!

Chaos doesn't just mean destruction and death... At the end of the day, it just an antonym for order! Rest is whatever bullshit you add to it...

Maybe his current understanding of the term 'chaos' can be something less painful and more as something that is now actively helping him grow internally...

This character is a sad forged in the flames of chaos type, a dude who has been through shit and you respect where he is now...

THE TRIGGER WONT CHANGE CAUSE HIS IDEA IS STILL FIRE IS CHAOS... ITS HIS LOSS OF COHESIVE THOUGHTS...

but maybe he can work around it... If he wants to achieve a lack of cohesive thought... (after obviously identifying and isolating this trigger first, that a epiphany he has in a cornered scenario... Throw in drama and up the stakes and begin the self talk to monologue sequence)

Maybe he just needs to somehow silence him own thoughts i guess...

NO THOUGHTS ALSO MEANS NO COHESIVE THOUGHTS!!! AM I RIGHT???

Hehe, So now bro can try calming down a little and keep his head all quiet... Then he can concentrate while still activating the trigger!!!

HE CAN NOW DIRECT THE TONGUES OF FLAME!!!

INSTEAD OF JUST LEAKING FIRE! BRO IS NOW CONTROLLING IT!!!

It starts out by him first making smalls gaps in the fire around him in key zones like his face and joints... And then slowly concentrate them to specific zones like just his fists... Training and rising that flow state up!

He can keep his thoughts cohersive and going when he doesn't need to release flames... Distracted, unga bunga vibing with the sunset, or just busy analysing his situation, and the terrain and factors, what armor the enemy is wearing, or, some shit... And when he wants to make contact... Still his mind... And Boom!!!

Fire!

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If I have to make a logic behind how the release can be concentrated to some body parts and not all... Let's go with nerve ending!!!

AREA OF BODY THAT HAVE A HIGHER SUPERFICIAL DENSITY OF NERVE ENDING CAN BE THE KEY!!!

Imagine the humunculus... Bigger exaggerated regions have higher nerve ending...

Maybe he can select a threshold by his concentration that says fire will leak from a set minimum value of nerve ending density areas only...

And then from there, its road to mastery of quantifying and dictating how much fire... At least to the point I can still portray the flame as a leak from his body, and not boring old creation of flames...

I am fine with this mastery... Doesn't sound boring... Maybe he's an older character already... with his history sprinkled here and there rather than showing his journey closely...

This makes the chemical potential energy in his body sustain longer since its kinda in his control when he wants the flame or not... It makes efficiency better too... Less energy being wasted...

And since he can also master the amount of energy to release...

HE CAN DICTATE HOW IMPACTFUL THE COMBUSTION SPARK IS!!! AKA, *DRUM ROLL* THE BOOM BOOM...

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Consider the fact that the tongue has amazing nerve ending superficial density...

BREATHING OUT FIRE?? HELL YA!!!

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If I had to explain the specific of why this shit happens... Maybe it has to do with the flying away of electrons in the air surrounding his skin... Causing instantaneous Plasma matter zones in air...

Like his body is doing something that makes his skin facilitate that... And the nerve endings on his skin manifest that outside his body...

I mean its about his thoughts right, thoght = brain activity = nerves are involved = chaos leaking from its ends on tbe skin...

Maybe the blood flow has been changed somehow, and in its perfect rhythm and ionic saturation.... creating a magnetic field and also ionising the air somehow?

To the point you can see flames rather than just heating air atleast... (Cute electric coil-esque hands sometime in the story?)

Idk bruh... it's Delusional magic.... I will have to break some constraints of our reality... Design liberty type stuff... To make the Delusion make sense I have to deploy some strategic ignorance...

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FLAME ELEMENTAL

AGNI!

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I think I have a clearer grasp on it... That which was stolen from The Sun... Giving life Intelligent Design... The Elden Ring... Ya, Elden Ring... Assembled... By The Rauh... Don't tell me you ain't reading all of this... Look at the wall of text... Its long...

Lets dive into my lore on the Elden Ring.

We gonna explore the Sun.

Yes, The Sun.

The Truth about The Tarnished, The Eyes, Madness, The Bloody star, The Fell God, The Carian Moon, The Entropy Boys, The Crucible, The current and original Elden Ring, The current and original Elden Beast, The Gold, Intelligent Design, Death, The Rauh, The Copper, The Rot, The Eclipse, The Sunless, The Death Birds, Soul, The Big Tree, The Deathbed Companions, The Snakes, The Gloam eyed queen, The Nox, Marika The Scadutree, Metyr, The Current and Original Big Ass Fingers, Ranni's Darkmoon... being related to The Sun.

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Original Art Creadit : 𓃵 𓃵 Chronozbergh 𓃵 𓃵

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Disclaimer: no tl;dr, only text, source = "trust me bro", yap.

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Get in a Leisurely mood!

Have some fruit, Sprouts and water ready, play some Chris Christodoulo, get a warm blanket, get a pillow...

Lets begin!!

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Everytime someone's eyes are altered... They see an altered Sun. Every time the brilliance of the Sun is taken away, They see a Sunset.

Those stripped of the grace of gold, the stolen light of the sun, they become Tarnished.

Everytime someone accepts a different god, a god whose influence is not part of the elden rjng, there eyes change color.

*The last thing the partaker saw with human eyes was a sunset, its colors faded and tarnished—a remote thing from eternity.* Dragon communion and rock heart.

Accepting the Formless Mother gives blood shot eyes.

The extra eyes of the Giants, channel's the fell god visage as an eye.

We haven't seen the eyes of anyone who accepted Rot... if you think clean rot knights accepted the Rot, their eyes are hidden by their armor... And the Kindred of rot have bug eyes...

Those who see the Deluded Sun of Madness, either their eyes burn away... Or they are altered by the three fingers.

Those who directly see the primal stars, their eyes become glintstone, then their whole head.

Everytime any organism of any species gets the grace of the Erdtree, its brilliance makes there eyes glow, they have more runes...

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Madness is a delusional belief in Shabriri's Truth. His lie... his faith... his truth...

"Everything came from The Sun!"

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If someone believes in this, they will be able to see This Sun. They will be able to simulate this Idea in their head, the sight of the real Sun... In all its glory, before its light was eclipsed... Before the Elden Ring... Before its brilliance was dimmed... Before its light was stolen... Before the eclipse.

The more you will believe the clearer the sun will become, the more true it will be, so much so that you will be able to see it's Deluded it... And then See it.

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Imagine three suns now. The sun in the actual sky... The part it that was eclipsed (missing)... And the original whole.

These guys are about to simulate the original whole part and add it to the observation of the actaul sun... Which given them the makes then see a more brilliant Sun.

And they are seeing The delusional actual Sun + Current Sun... Which if even more intense... (The extra Deluded brilliane is the actual Flame of Frenzy)

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Bearing a vision of a time Before division... Chaos will leak

The brilliance of this Delusional actual Sun can leak from the eyes, like how we leak delusion, our biases strengthen, enough for you to label it, and use it to share the experience of this delusion. As language.

They store this dripping brilliance by covering their eye with their hand, and release it. The Flame of Frenzy.

The people who are hit with it take two kinds of damage from the brilliance, its heat energy, and its 'light energy' (Delusion, Contradiction-less True Lies).

Which builds up as Madness.

Once madness builds up, they see the vision, just a glimpse, but enough to scorch the eyes, they too see the vision of a time before the division. Their Delusion... Momentarily of course because you aren't crazy! Right! ... ?!! Y

Well, your truths will reject it... Atleast if The True Lies are different from your truths...

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The leaking of this brilliant sun can scorch their own eye... Burn it... You will stop seeing the actual sun and start seeing only the eclipsed sun...

*the sight of an eclipse inspires a dreadful awe, preventing an onlooker from averting his gaze*

Your eye permanently now see the now eclipsed vision of there privious sun.

(The sight of current sun missing from the 'Delusional actual Sun + current sun)

(Not the actual eclipsed sun missing from the actual Sun, that I will eloborate on later)

Permanently seeing the vision of the time before divison. The time when earth had Lower entropy, more Chaos.

(High Entropy means near to the cold death of the universe, things colliding less, Energy Radiated away, Earth Cool)

(Low means a more ever shifting universe, more concentrated energy, energy still rampant on the surface of earth, Earth Molten)

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All Madness incants are either the weaponising the leaking flame of frenzy outside... Or materialising the image of the eclipsed sun.

The materialising spells actually negate the eye burning part for sometime... Its a releave from pain and being in the embrace of the brilliant sun. So that's why you can see people coming together and summoning their Delusional Sun together... Exchanging ideas, lies, justifications... Biases...

The clearer the delusion, the lesser the contradiction, the more justified... At some point, this coming together will bring the vision of the sun to actual reality, the eclipsed sun.

Like the one we can see in Bellam Highway area.

So they crave it... Cause in its embraces, it relieves them from the searing pain in their eyes, gives the warmth... extra serotonin, extra cortisol, you get the point... So they Crave it, They want to make it permanent. Bring about the age all the way back to that time... Before divison...

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When you see the Brilliant Sun, (The delusional actual sun + current sun)... The flame will also burn you from inside, remember only the leaked part is weaponised, the rest is inside... You can kind of resist it, weaponize it maybe... on command with faith... maybe summon it... using the incantation of others faith in their Delusional Sun.

But at some point it's bound to happen... Your head will be totally burned from the inside.

You will either die, or fucking even resist that!! Midra the Goat...

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The Three fingers were a more older from of birthed finger, before the eclipse, because of the current age...

it exists because it indeed is a form of order that can be reinforced with the elden ring... So Metyr will birth it... The current ones you see are just the latest edition from the latest Metyr... Will elaborate later.

The permanent burning of the flesh by the tree finger, using the original brilliance of the Sun on you, channeling all the other three fingers orders that had died... actually just stops the burning from inside part, stops the burning of eye part, cause you now kinda see it cause your faith has been made true, been made an actual possibility by the fingers...

The Brilliant sun permanently.

Its stolen light manifested. Right here on Earth. Into the Eclipsed Sun.

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Also I thing the Merchant tribe were very contained, controlled and monitered because they sell information. The notes and info stuff.

Shabriri's words might have made appearance on one such note... They would reproduce it and sell it cause they sell info... No order can have people leaking chaos... The flame of frenzy must be contained. Need to quarantine these people... Or eradicate them if you are Marika.

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The bloody star is just the actual sun in the sky... It's actually just the assumption of the presence sun from the blood reddish tint of your eye lid if you look at towards the sun with your eyes shut...

The glintstone sniffers see stars, now that some of them dont have eyes... but still see the bloody red light made by the sun... The sun is a star... So they see the blood star.

The Fluffy Giants sprouted thorns after death (they had their stomachs in life), The crazy thorn grannies are buddies with the followers of the fell god, the flower that relies on sun... The Sunflower in the land of shadow... That grows where the Scadutree tree juices flow raw... Is dying because its lives in land of shadow... It uses thorn sorcery...

Vision of the current sun, but without faith... A vision of fell god with his dying flame... Is the bloody star.

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Gods that are Rejected by the current Order... Manifest with arcane. Not just with faith. The formless mother, the god of rot, the old god from the ancient meteroic arrowhead.

Arcane is Called Secrets of the Gods.

Star Sorcery just by default relys on intelligence...

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Fell god is just the manifestation of the current sun... Before being "bloodied" by Marika's war... it also had a pretty big following... But it represented an order more chaotic like its fire... Sacrifices were entertained and the fire prelates are some crazy people bruh.

Only the sun can burn the Erdtree...

The Fell God just channels a part of that flame and grants it to his followers. That's why the actual flame of the fell god spell summons a sun... It's small cause The Fell God doesn't't have the original fire power of The Original Sun.

Fell God is the manifestation of the Flame part of the Sun. It doesn't channel the light.

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Carians were friendly with the giants cause they were also using the mountain tops for stargazing!!! The astrologers that studied stars would certainly be friendly with the Sun (a star) people!!!

Carians always believed that the sun is a star, represented the idea too! Into weaponary that channeled the fell gods flame.

Their Sorcerer Ego wont let then use faith... So they weren't ever affiliated with the Fire Monks... But they found a loop hole. They won't belive in a fell god... They will rationalise the formulations of its light... cause all sorcerers rationalise various star lights, that's what astronomy is about...

Since some of the sun's light is stolen (I will elaborate later). But its light is still visible from the elden ring...

The reflection they see shows them their Moon. (Moonlight is Sunlight reflected, so reflection of stolen light = Vision of delulu moon)

The Carians still observe the actual moons, and the conjunction of Rellana's Moon and The Erdtree... is because her moon kinda looks like the Actual Moon's reflection from the Erdtree's light...

The Carians were friends with the giants because of the actual Moon's light is related to the sun... The light of the sun (moon) and the flame of the sun... are friends.

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Carian 'spells' are highly designed, shaped like man made things... rather than the more actual starry stuff the Academy generally prefers... Or the rocky stuff Selleans prefer... And a far fetch from the primordial cosmic stuff Sellen enjoys.

That's because they are not channeling the rationalisations of stars in the sky... They are rationalising the MOONLIGHT... Surprise Surprise, it's not actually a Star...

A purely mental source of calculus and biases, for channeling the energy from glintstone...

With enough intelligence and abstraction... They will be able to weave There Moon into being... Just like your other sorceries...

So the Moon is essential a simulated outer god.

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The women of the Carian matriarchal royalty are introduced to the Idea of these moons... Cause they need to continue to be in power to maintain the house's order...

With this help... They ensure the women are more probable to weave a Moon into being... And continue the matriarchy cause the moon is the symbol of the highest form of intelligence and prosperity for the Carians...

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The Entropy Boys is a name I gave to storm calling birds, the dragons, the beasts, and the Warriors who channeled the elements of the entropy that the Sun gives to the earth.

It is because of the Sun!!! that the Wind moves, Water Cycle is boosted, surface Rocks crack...

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Without the entropy of the Sun, the surface rocks break less... The Dragons are more rock than flesh... They can use the lightning that was the energy stored in the rocks and from the thunderstoms...

The Dragons are eternal cause they use away the stored energy of their ancient as fuck rocks, that would had broken their rocky body otherwise.

The older the dragon, the more ancient their rocks.

Consumption of their heart gives you their form.

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The Beasts channel the power of sun that breaks rocks (take clump and throw) and channel seismic vibrations (Claw attack)

They were given Ancient Lightning by the dragons for both their faith and because they already use rocks...

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The Animals that channel the wind, the storm caller birds can use wind... they are trained to make sparks by channeling the energy in wind, that are used to ignite the fuel stored in their helm.

The ones that stop fearing are set free of the helm... for better combat skills... They are made to fire throw barrels at you because they aren't scared of the blast...

The mature Stormhawk birds have mastered both wind and lightning, and there's even at Stormhawk king...

Stormlords channel this!! They channel lightning cause they materialise the energy of moving wind into lightning... And at maturity they bring a whole ass strom.

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In the age of the dragons, The Elden ring locked very different, and all Incants from them were not related to the crusible of the Golden Order!

The beast claergyman stuff, the dragon lightning stuff, all the storm stuff... They don't come from the Crucible, The Golden Order or The Elden Ring... They don't come from the stolen energy of the Sun.

They come from the entroy of the Sun.

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The Crusible is a big ass clump of Golden Ambers + Amber Starlights shards dawg. Thats it.

The civilization of Rauh dug it out, collected a large amount of it and dumped it in some actual Crusible together. (Will eloborate later)

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Golden Amber contains residuals of Ancient Life, I am proposing that it contains the Residual Life of the Sun... (Will eloborate later)

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The Amber Starlight was used to understand the calculus of the sun (Amber starlight shard is like Starlight shard that is collected from the observatory think the astrologers use)

*If the stars command our fates, then amber-hued stars must command the fates of the gods.*

Lets focus on specifically the ones created from the movement of the Sun... The closest, the conveniently yellowish, star... It is closest to the pattern of their experienced entropy... The calculus of their faith... (Will elaborate later)

The flash of a passing of star makes Starlight Shards. The apparent passing of the sun (a star, and appearing to move because earth rotating), should also make starlight shards. I am just guessing this one's yellow.

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Remember, the Golden Amber is like the Glintstone... It doesn't carry the residual life of stellar material, the remains of a dead star... it carries Ancient Life.

Our dear Sun is still a star, it's not gone hypernova yet... its life hasn't dwindled yet, Its life is not residual like the stuff of glintstone.

I am proposing that people somehow found a way to somehow store and use some life out of the sun.

Use the Amber starlight for connecting to the pattern of entroy of the Sun, learn about their fate. Give it life using the Golden Amber.

Now manipulate that product to change fate!!! Establish order!!! Remove rules, reduce from the possible actions of entropy from their existence!!!

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The Elden ring is that product.

Its both faith manifested and is alive.

Remove rules, remove runes, and its shape changes.

Add realised truths marked by the two fingers or formulations of possibilities, bring about a new age!!!

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The Elden beast is the alive part of The Elden ring.

It didn't come from the Crucible... But rather from the sun.

Change elden ring shape, Elden Beast changes... It also does self defence for the Elden Ring and current order.

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If the stellar stuff, left from the death of a star, contains residual life...

That would make Gold absolutely dead. It's also produced when stars die. But it doesn't have any life in them, unlike glintstone...

It is empty, devoid of life, but still stellar material!!!

But it can be alloyed!!! With faith!!!! I am proposing Makira used it to store the powers of the Crusible!!! Making The elden ring and runes!!! (Or someone else did previously I guess)

Extracting the calculus shown by the crucible, their fate, and putting it into golden threads... And she used that to make her Elden Ring (or the current one). Removing anything that she didn't like (like Death of Soul!).

Gold can hold fate as a tangible thing.

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That is also why it keeps the influence of outer gods at bay... Only when it's not alloyed that is (doesn't hold fate yet)... In its pure state, It will absorb the influence of the outer gods... Pausing their influence on you... That's why it can only pause the rot and not purge it.

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If you need to fully seal away the influence??

Go to a time before that God was manifested first. Before their fate existed.

For most its before intelligent life started, the time of beasts.

For the flame of frenzy, you need to go to a place before the crucible was made... Before the sun's brilliance was stolen

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The Elden Ring gives the current God powers of Intelligent design. Since she can mess with the rules!!! Make up new synergies, that will now dictate reality... It's essential okaying god.

But most Importantly, why the Elden Ring?

Why the desire for Intelligent Design? Well that's just instinct, a need for survival for the weaker yet Intelligent species...

We make tools, techniques, strategies.... apart from physical prowess and instictive behaviour, we do smart things...

A bit more than that? We do intelligent design for self expression.

The need to satisfy the ego.

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Sun gives us entropy, without entropy's irrefutable arrow, Any shape can sustain for infinity.

What I am going with here is that the Sun used to brings true death in the world of Elden Ring. Death of Identity.

I have already introduced this idea with rocks breaking and why Ancient Dragons are immortal because they prevent that... Kinda like that...

Just stay with me, it will make sense.

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Imagine you have an attachment to life, like the people of Rauh, don't really wanna die, like the dragons, don't wanna lose your sense of identity, Didnt wanna decay away... Didnt want entropy to happen... didnt want to lose your soul...

That wasthe line of thought of the people of Rauh...

They understood that Dragons were immortal because they channel the energy that might break their rocky body...

So they experiment... With the rocks, they dug up all kinds of rocks, Minerals and everything else.

They discovered the primordial version of Rot in the underground... Where water didn't flow... Stagnant... Hidden from the Sun (will eloborate later)

I assume they already did metallurgy... (It's like alchemy before chemistry happened)

So they experimented with even the Rot, easiest example is the rusted Copper stuff...

It's rusted and now resistant to most things natural entropy, but it's kinda lifeless...

But the gold? Oh the Gold doesn't Rust!!! And it also holds life!! Mission Collect all of it!

From the golden amber they found... They discovered that the gold takes its life and stores it in itself... And this is very stable, doesn't rot, decay nor does the life dwindle!!!

Why does the Golden Amber house life? I am proposing It's the life of the Sun!!!

They found out that life comes from stars!!!

Their fate is already being dictated by the Sun's Entropy... So the Sun's light must hold the secrets of their fate!!! This can be found in Amber Starlight!!!

Fuck ya!!!!

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The Rot, does two things, it rots, and it rebirths!

The Roting, as in the internal Decaying while alive part can be achieved just by Poison...

The rebirth part is a more important function because Decay happens naturally, it's just entropy at the end, if not for the bugs and plants...

But since the rotten stuff still holds shapes that has not been fully disintegrated by the sun...

The rot has the ability to use this life and perform rebirth!!!

Even if 'you' die, the stuff that makes you up can be reshaped into another living being... It's organic, soil is just dead stuff, it's easier to support life in decaying or dead organic stuff...

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The easiest example is this rebirth thing is the huge Rot flower Plants!!! That stuff only grows out of rotting things!!! The Kindred Of Rot, The sexy caterpillar lady, and Malenia... The rot isn't just disintegrating her body... It's also at the same time trying to morph her into a goddess before she dies...

The needle is actually a good thing for it then, it will stop the decay, while your body still matures, until it can to support the rebirth procedure without killing you...

Without the needle, Malenia would have died... And never blossomed...

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Welp, good thing for you atleast know that rebirth and prolonged sustainance is still possible...

And I am also proposing Sun light used to at some point in time, kinda oppose Rot's agenda.

Entropy from the sun is very similar to the Decaying aspect of the Rot... The Sun just fastens the rotting... kinda limiting its rebirthing Capability because more bodies will be totally dead...

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You remember the idea of the sun bringing actual death?

Well what happens without the sun???... Without its entropy...

Death things wont actually fully die without entropy. It will continue to rot!!!

Even if their body is dead... The idea of self... The induviduality... Still remains cause most of you is still intact.

But Rot doesn't keep identity intact... It changes you...

The kindred of rot just still align their beliefs in this rot... The God of Rof is just a manifestation of the object of their faith...

Remember... The actual Rot spells aren't Arcane spells, it's not an actual outer god fully outside the but golden order... Cause removal of destined death kinda supports it...

The Arcane scaling of the status comes from the objects that symbolise the god... The weapons... But not in the spells...

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The Rauh also found silver alongside gold... It's also very Entropy resistant... But it isn't good at holding the sun's light specifically... Why? Cause it's silver not yellow...

Na, I am proposing it holds the purest form of Stellar life itself... The life of stars after they have died... Not stolen life... Actual residual life, without the stars glintstone energy!!! (It can be mercury, quick silver, platinum, Actual silver... I don't really know)

So Rauh experiment with that!!!

And Made THE NIGHTFOLK!

The original Humanoid!

The Nightfolk wont die necessarily unless the sun finally kills them... They bleed Silver... It doesn't rot...

That is why we can see the big ass Skeleton in the eternal cities, being all kept and idolised.

They are kinda not organic... Not essential alive alive... That is until they came to actual life, with a soul... Stolen from the sun...

These folks are pretty much eternal if they live in night, without the Sun!! (Justifying the night part in the Nightfolk)

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The Eclipse

It's just The Moon temporarily shielding the people from the Sun's Entropy.

But in the world of the Elden Ring... It's a window... A moment under the sun, where true death is halted...

Its like the Sunless night... except for the *In Sol, the sight of an eclipse inspires a dreadful awe* part...

In this period, The body can sustain as a single unit for sometime longer...

The Nightfolk would be able to rise again... As undead ofcourse

The Eclipse saves them from true death... That is lose of shape...

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The Sunless people are the humans who fucking hate the sun!

More specifically the part where it kills them. Kinda like The Rauh people...

If the Rauh guys were alchemist, these guys are the chemist.

I am pretty sure its was these guys who understood that gold can be used to hold the power from the crucible... Not the Rauh... Simply because they outlasted them...? I don't really know how Rauh fell...

And as the Crucible started being used... As in its abundant influence in the age of plenty... It started giving people powers of intelligent design... They can morph their physiology, become stronger...

But that wasn't enough for the Sunless people. they wanted to escape the Sun's deady Entropy permanent...

Wanted to maintain their identity permanently...

They don't want to just be undead... Or do Rot...

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I imagine the Death Birds are like a final things created by the Rauh and the Sunless folk...

It essentially saves the ego that is being decayed from the undead bones, the soul... And return it to the Crucible...

Their bodies are rocky and inorganic...

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The souls started to deform less... And were kinda given another opportunity at life but under the Crucibles laws...

The important part here is that the idea of a soul was more formed here

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And since the Crucible kinda boosts life... Mutates things to be more stable and evolve... Its easy to see even a tree benifit from this

Remember we are in the age of plenty, everyone gets what they want but under the rules of The Crucible...

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The deathbed companions concept is like a loop hole... The women would 'absorb' the life force of the dead body... And maybe gestate it and maybe superimpose that ego onto a new body...

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The Snakes are the nefarious bunch... They kinda benefitted from the crucible but they wanted all of it.

Again, Snake and primordial Tree trope ...

I assume the Snakes would use poison, live underneath but still under the influence of the curcible... The lava.

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Gloam Eyed Queen was affiliated with the Snakes... She was given the boon of fire within when she was born.

Which she used and mixed with the Snake poison to make blake flame.

And she also had a special birth procedure, that is letting a baby gestate in the Godskin Swaddling Cloth.

The cloth is made from the skin of gods... And it kinda holds life force that sustains the baby (that is why it heals you)

Kinda like the Serpent's Amnion that somehow never dries out...

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The Nox, at least at the time of Marika... are the true sunless folks... They like the night cause there is no sun... And they somehow had Finger killing technology... And the knowledge of Separating death of soul and body (will elaborate later)

Marika was another who wanted the power of the crucible... She was born with that Dawg in her.

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Short form, Marika and Gloam eyed queen had a relationship.

Marika Killed Gloam eyed queen in soul, and used her still alive body to become a paasite to the primordial erdtree... It Absorbed the big tree that was growing and also the Power of the Crucible

Marika then extracted the Golden threads from The Gloam eyed Queens alive fish body... And she made the current elden ring from it.

Ya

Now the we have a Big ass Tree, it holds the power of the crucible, the stolen brilliance from the sun, and it gives out its light...

Which the moon reflects.

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The Scudatree is just a simulation of a sunless realm.

Kinda like the castle sol where they wanted to use the mountain to shield themselves from the sun...

Marika just draped the sun part and its light

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The Metyr is like the Elden Beast... But its not the alive part of sun... Its the alive part OF ALL THE STARS DUST THAT IS ON THE LANDS BETWEEN

It was also probably created by The Rauh people... And tasked with birthing fingers that bring about new potential ages.

I propose that the original fingers had more fingers... And each time a new order was imposed, the elden ring was edited... The number of fingers decreased.

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Ranni's Darkmoon is essentially a moon that never reflected any light...

Not from the sun and neither from the elden ring.

Thats why her Moon can bring about an age without the influence of the Elden Ring.

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Thats it.

You should definitely check out Chainsaw man!!!!

And I have explored your idea but since my world is set in ancient times, at the dawn of civilization... Funky Beliefs and various common faiths are abundant!!!

(thats just an excuse to keep adding shit and make existing magic systems evolve (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠))

The modern mega-church-esque-power-withholding-govenment angle sounds really amazing!!! You can definitely also explore what happens to the scientific community that dismisses your perspective... Which can shatter/waver the belief of people just from acquiring the knowledge!!! They either start justifying and rationalising their beliefs (which strengthens the belief) or become faithless and the magic suddenly disappears!!!!

Or they can have even worse interpretations of the revelation which makes things even more complicated!!!! WTF even is quantum healing (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) lets fucking do it!!! The government messing with the information, changing the parts that challenges there absolute authority and strengthening there own power with spreading things that favor them or justifies their views....!!!!

We can have quack doctors that somehow actually succeed, mad scientists with questionable moral alignment!!! What not!!!

〜⁠(⁠꒪⁠꒳⁠꒪⁠)⁠〜

Wave Riders!!

I will be exploring the consequences of a magic system I previously posted.

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Summary of the said ability,

Short version, Non Euclidian movement by being caught up in a current, like a wave of water, gust of wind or Seismic Vibrations

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Long verison, Expert Surfers delude themselves into thinking that they don't move on the waves of the water... The surface beneath them itself distorts... Various cureent as if vibrations on still water... They merely predict and maneuver these distortions, choosing to ride the waves that would transport them as desired.

After a key event, Delusion starts leaking into reality, ONLY if the belief isn't contradicted within self...

Stuff happens

Younger generations assume the wind also does the same... And with this idea taking hold... It actually start happening so!!! They experience being moved by the wind itself!! Even on land!

Some even assume their own motion, that is walking or any movement, adds to these distortions... Until they learn to ride their own induced vibrations on the environment around them.

Like leaping further with seismic vibrations from their strides, or turning faster as they now maneuver a gust of wind.

Basically Non Euclidian movement.

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Consequences!

Recognising any type of vibration as a wave means the user is forced to maneuver it... Be it as simple as the rustling of leaves minutely changing...

If they fail to maneuver it, the wave 'splashes' over them... The area of the body that got 'splashed' fails to be recognised by the nervous system... Temporarily ofcourse!

The effect is like a local neural information packet loss... They lose sensation over that area. If the area is big enough... The user experiences motor function loss, like an induced phantom limb... The limb or patch of skin is still there... They just aren't in sync with the users locomotive functions. Causing dissonance.

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After a given time, could be second or minutes, the effected area's neural information 'snaps' back... giving a glitch like effect to the user.

Absolutely rookie, free style...

was just feeling it so download a recorder and just vibed!!!

Its nothing brilliant but its mine

And yes, the ambience is real, I was in some hill, seated at a cliff side, landscape in my horizon...

〜⁠(⁠꒪⁠꒳⁠꒪⁠)⁠〜

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It gets good I swear, just a little warm up issue...

(⁠人⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)

Game idea!!!!!!

Minimalistic Endless runner!!

In a tunnel. Top down flat tilted perspective of 2D flat character as player. Walls are lined, rings as longitudinal, parallel lines on walls, coming outward from the center, Graph.

Drag to ratate your position in the circumference.

The obstacles are only coler coded against the otherwise paint white coloured, ash grey water color patches riddled, like a very coarse paper.

And then the music circle that the music videos have, a fixed ring that has the music amplitude effect. simbolying the mixing of rhythms. The music ring is also fixed on screen like the player.

The peaks are color coded when they reach a certain hight, need to dodge by dragging... They move along the surface of the graphed lined tunnel. Like the effect in those analysis signal synthwave videos.

Progressive difficulty is complex and fast rhythms indused in this generated music (dynamic music on a fixed basic rhythm that can be easily styliseable in different rhythms)

Level progression decides how quickly mechanics are introduced and speed is played with, giving a steady challenge rhythm for there mastry of mechanics.

Design aims to Essentially simulated Synesthesia as a mechanic in endless runner.

I can control the beat, twsit the whole grapic minimalist tunnel around, colors and music mark the obstacles, they drag and form patterns if the beat is extended

And groove

Bro looks immaculate.

(⁠๑⁠♡⁠⌓⁠♡⁠๑⁠)

Wave Riders!!

I will be exploring the consequences of a magic system I previously posted.

---

Summary of the said ability,

Short version, Non Euclidian movement by being caught up in a current, like a wave of water, gust of wind or Seismic Vibrations

...

Long verison, Expert Surfers delude themselves into thinking that they don't move on the waves of the water... The surface beneath them itself distorts... Various cureent as if vibrations on still water... They merely predict and maneuver these distortions, choosing to ride the waves that would transport them as desired.

After a key event, Delusion starts leaking into reality, ONLY if the belief isn't contradicted within self...

Stuff happens

Younger generations assume the wind also does the same... And with this idea taking hold... It actually start happening so!!! They experience being moved by the wind itself!! Even on land!

Some even assume their own motion, that is walking or any movement, adds to these distortions... Until they learn to ride their own induced vibrations on the environment around them.

Like leaping further with seismic vibrations from their strides, or turning faster as they now maneuver a gust of wind.

Basically Non Euclidian movement.

---

Consequences!

Recognising any type of vibration as a wave means the user is forced to maneuver it... Be it as simple as the rustling of leaves minutely changing...

If they fail to maneuver it, the wave 'splashes' over them... The area of the body that got 'splashed' fails to be recognised by the nervous system... Temporarily ofcourse!

The effect is like a local neural information packet loss... They lose sensation over that area. If the area is big enough... The user experiences motor function loss, like an induced phantom limb... The limb or patch of skin is still there... They just aren't in sync with the users locomotive functions. Causing dissonance.

---

After a given time, could be second or minutes, the effected area's neural information 'snaps' back... giving a glitch like effect to the user.

The evil Fluffy attacked others and consumed them

(⁠☉⁠｡⁠☉⁠)⁠!

Wave Riders!!!

This is a magic system I thought up today... It's a subset of many such, that I wish to explore in my current just conceptual world

tl;dr - Non Euclidian movement by being caught up in a current, like a wave of water, gust of wind or Seismic Vibrations

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The oceanic people used their surfboard to ride waves, and travel between island

They predict the waves and expertly maneuver them with intention. The experienced folk describe their craft not just as moving on the surface of water... Instead, they say it's as if their position on the surface of water beneath then has shifted...

Imagine standing still, and the oceans itself below your legs... moves!!! And these people have learnt to maneuver its distortions!

This analogy is purely mental... as for now that is.

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A key event happens in the story... After which, it is now possible for one's mental subjective simulations to leak into reality... But only when he truly believes in the idea, and has no contradictions within him for it.

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The newer generation of the oceanic people, hearing legends of such surfboard experts... Claim to have felt as if the wind also influences this movement... Like it's another factor that influences their position in these distorted waters...

Is it a placebo? Is it true but almost negligible? Is it confirmation bias? Or is it the small sample space? Or is this Cherry Picking Data? Hystaria?

Anyway, as the idea spreads and grows more stories, the idea taking root and form, it starts happening.

They slowly start experiencing the wind carry them, start maneuvering it, predicting it, even when not on the surface of water.

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At some point seismic vibrations too, and tapping of their feet also makes a vibration which they experience. Using it to run faster in large leaps, accelerate faster, turn sharper, dodge instantaneously.

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Adding more with the ocean theme, I can explore their surfboard being riddled with ocean parasites, barnacle layering could be then perceived as a symbol of acknowledgement or idk... Status and experience?

Shells, washed up minerals, opaque or transparent rocks, transparent rocks? What if they make makeshift glasses!!! if the lens have curvature, they might feel their field of view being stretched... Maybe start using them too? Alongside their strides... To leaps even longer?

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So ya, thats it, as for now, I haven't fleshed it out, cause I didnt have much ideas converging or overlapping...

Wave Riders!!!