Across Eternity: Book 5 - Chapter 4
Date: 4/26/2024,
Categories:
Fantasy
Author: Sage_of_the_Forlorn_Path
... one of several torches mounted to the wall. They bowed as Lupin arrived, and he pulled down the torch, activating a hidden lever mechanism. The door opened, revealing a windowless room with tables stacked high with documents, equipment, and preserved body parts. Valia grimaced at the sight, and Shannon averted her eyes, but Noah was interested. He pulled a spell card out of his sleeve and activated it, creating several floating spheres of light that illuminated the room.
“What was originally an infestation of mindless beasts has been weaponized into an insurgent militia, seeking to overthrow us.” Lupin showed Noah a piece of parchment, upon which a sigil had been drawn, resembling a paw print. “The insurgents all bear this mark, and call themselves the Pack. Their tactics and methodology have grown more refined, same with the parasites, and they consistently strike us where we are weakest. Not only are they driven by ideology, the power they offer enslaves the minds of those who receive it,”
“We’ve encountered those slaves. Just a few nights ago, while Valia and I were gathering information from the Petosic horse tribe, a group of armored fiends, led by a ghoul-type host, attacked.”
Lupin turned to Shannon. “Are you a member of the horse tribe?”
“Yes, sir, I am,” she said nervously, afraid to meet his gaze.
“This is Shannon, the only member who wasn’t killed or captured. They used the parasites like a drug to brainwash her father so he’d lead them to their ...
... village,” said Valia.
“And pulling the strings from behind the scene was a real ghoul, ancient and powerful. The Profane’s ambitions go beyond Handent. In Sylphtoria, a succubus released a plague and tried to assassinate Queen Elisandra. The succubus was genuine, not like these imitation fiends you’ve been fighting, and used a specially-designed parasite to enhance her powers. Had I not been there, the Anorvan Forest would be in flames by now. I believe the Pack are just a small subgroup in a much larger organization.”
Noah moved around the room, examining everything. He came across one of the cylindrical tanks that had once held a gestating parasite. Lupin watched intently as Noah wiped his finger on the inside of the glass and examined the residue. “Givingstin…” he muttered.
“Givingstin?” Lupin asked.
“It’s a byproduct of synthetic amniotic fluid exposed to actinides, and tends to gather on the inside of the tanks. I could never forget that citric smell.”
“In layman’s terms?” Valia asked.
“To create life artificially means to duplicate the processes by which life forms naturally, through alternative means. Basically, you need to create something that the organism can gestate in until it can achieve some manner of homeostasis. Part of that is creating a fluid medium that can sustain prenatal growth while—”
“LAYMAN’S TERMS,” Paulman grunted.
Noah sighed. “This is a glass womb, originally filled with fake womb juice for the little baby parasites to grow.” ...