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Her observation was forced outward by The Creator's hand, towards the figures that crossed onto the lamia's threshold, seemingly welcomed in as the gates opened and let them in. For what purpose were they here? Was it under the pretence of an invite? Or far less of a welcome intrusion? “Drow?”...

Ascension. To what, it wondered, looking over the ancient fortress that housed the lamia and all her creations, Manah included. The knowledge suggested that The Creator had wealth, knowledge and power, limiting options as to what ascension could mean. A queen? A god? Something beyond? Or...

There was no definite answer from The Creator and thus no concrete purpose. Manah was at the forefront, an unknown quantity with an unknown future. As they stood upon the balcony the knowledge whispered, making its own suggestions about what purpose meant. A multitude of different words and...

The knowledge concurred, it knew of the above world, of a vast expanse of environments, flora and fauna that existed there. It knew of the sun and the taste of light without ever having experienced it. As above, so below. It appeared that a world existed beneath that one, a darkened mirror of...

It was an... unsatisfactory answer. Malah tilted its head, considering The Creator's opinion and then judging it solely on that merit. An opinion. It would seem that the Lamia was haughty, at least when held up to the lens of the voices, who disagreed with any kind of species superiority. The...

A summoned will pulled the creature to its feet. Odd, the knowledge held no information upon such compulsions. Did The Creator hold a measure of control over its form? Did it have free will or simply an illusion of such? Such considerations were only that for Manah, not a source of concern but...

Nothing more than fuel. An interesting concept. Its mind held little information upon the use of souls in this form of power, either meaning that it was more obscure knowledge or that its creation was one-of-a-kind, not that it would have meant anything greater to Manah. “Because you are its...

A curiosity. It watched the needle and upon observing that no blood was drawn experienced feelings of confusion. The collective knowledge of souls within the creature held an expectation of crimson. Blood was what the human body held beneath the skin, allowing form to function and life to be...

An odd question. As far as the homunculus was aware it had just been created, there were no direct memories beyond coming into existence. There was nothing, and now there was life. Perhaps it was possible, however, to go further back beyond creation. To what existed before existence. The...

Life. It thrummed beneath porcelain flesh, thousands of souls whirling in chaotic symphony. Each one was once a person, perfectly unique in quality and holding an entire world of potential in their hands. An entire life, full of experiences and emotions; powerful, potent and vivid. Bargained...