World Seed

Alarmed, he began patting himself down in an attempt to put out the fire but to his surprise the flames weren"t burning him, in fact he could barely feel any heat at all. It was then that he noticed Rin licking his forehead and Ren ramming her head into his foot in an attempt to wake him from his nightmare.

The pair of brexil cats seemed unaffected by the wild dark flames surrounding his body as well. Unfortunately he soon came to realize that his clothes and the comfy bed he was sleeping in were not as lucky.

"KWEE! KWEE!" Rin continued to lick him and howl.

"I.. I think i"m ok." Aerwyn said calming himself down before hesitantly picking up Rin and petting her all the while still engulfed in flames. He inspected the area and thought it was odd that he could see so clearly behind the dark flames. It was as though his head wasn"t on fire but he could see the flames out of the corner of his eyes proving him otherwise.

"BANG!" The silence was broken by the bedroom door slamming open. Displaying Tylin standing on the other side with an eager smile upon his face.

"Fascinating... I can feel the heat from here but the brexil cats appear unaffected... I wonder if..." Tylin mumbled to himself deep in thought before realizing the situation.

"Ah, that"s right! You"re on fire! Does it hurt? Can you breathe? Do you-"

Feeling no end to the bombardment of questions, Aerwyn interrupted the enthusiastic elf.

"I"m fine Tylin. I"m sorry about the bed, i can"t seem to make it stop."

"Worry not dear boy, you"ve set this necromancers mind alight with possibilities. I"d trade a bed for that any day. Ah, i haven"t been this fired up in ages, this has truly set aflame my pa.s.sion for understanding."

"Di.. Did you just make a pun?"

"Worry not dear boy... Oh you"re right, i did make a pun." Tylin said before laughing maniacally leaving Aerwyn staring at him with a blank face.

"One might say that i"m "on fire" this morning. HA!"

"Please... Please stop... Tylin, the floor is melting now!" Aerwyn spoke through his hands which were now firmly planted on his face.

"Yes, yes, you"re right now"s not the time for jokes. Hmm, if the flames aren"t hurting you we can surmise they are being controlled by you, not unlike how you create undead. It"s sooner than i thought... No never mind, this is a good opportunity to test your control. Close your eyes and calm yourself, attempt to feel the flames around you. It is your power and you are in control of it, you simply forgot how to harness it."

Aerwyn closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on the flames consuming his body but he couldn"t sense them no matter what he did. He thought back to his dream when the faceless mans hand tore through his chest.

The thought made him experience the foreign emotions once again, like how his fear felt wrong during the dream but now he felt hatred, rage, hunger. It was like these emotions didn"t belong to him but did at the same time, as if he was a foreign observer of his own life.

"AERWYN!" Tylin yelled from behind a magic barrier in the hallway causing him to quickly open his eyes.

The room was bathed in dark purple flames and the top layer of the floor was now molten stone. He calmed himself down and tried to forget the dream, slowly the flames receded until they were once again only encapsulating his body.

"I"m sorry..."

"Fascinating... Try doing the opposite of whatever you just did. Ah, worry not, it"ll take a lot more than that to cook this old necromancer." Tylin bragged.

Aerwyn closed his eyes once again and cleared his mind but with only a week"s worth of memories to draw from it was difficult to think of something that was "opposite" like Tylin had directed. Time seemed to fly by without any change to the flames until he began to feel a weak connection, so weak that it felt as though he would lose it with a single stray thought.

"TURN OFF! TURN OFF! TURN OFF!" Refusing to waste this opportunity he repeated those words in his mind until he could no longer feel the flames. Opening his eyes, he sighed in relief. The victory was short lived as the burning sensation from the molten floor beneath him made it painfully clear that he was not immune to heat like his flames had led him to believe.

Howling in pain he leaped up and ran out the door before hopping around in the hallway.

"It"s just some burns, come now. I"ll get you fixed up in my lab and you shall tell me everything that"s happened to you."

Once at the lab Aerwyn laid face down on the work table squirming in pain as Tylin poured some liquid from a vial onto a cloth and placed it on his b.u.m. The cooling sensation of the liquid quickly numbed the pain and Tylin sat down before looking at Aerwyn with expectation.

"Last night i had a dream..." He explained the unsettling dream and the events that took place after. By the time he finished telling the story the liquid had done its job, although it still wasn"t fully healed he was no longer in pain and felt that walking was not out of the question.

"Fascinating... Today while your beast kill loks i want you to attempt to control that purple flame. Try to make it only appear on one hand as a form of control."

After breakfast the pair headed out once more into the southern forest with the three undead beasts in tow. Rin was placed firmly on his lap as they rode while Ren and Rorik walked beside them. Riding the horse was uncomfortable, his burns were still raw and while they didn"t hurt too bad it was still enough to leave him feeling agitated.

They arrived at the first lok nest and Aerwyn was more than glad to be off the horse. Tylin quickly shot out his bone spear and the three beasts got to work killing the loks who flooded out.

Unsure of how to even begin to control the flames, Aerwyn closed his eyes and thought back to the feeling he had this morning. Immediately feeling the connection once again, he attempted to make the flames appear on his left hand. Opening his eyes he discovered his upper body and head were covered in calm purple flames.

"It"s progress at least..." Closing his eyes once more he concentrated on pus.h.i.+ng the flames to his left side bit by bit until he was interrupted by Tylin informing him that it was time to move onto the next lok nest.

The horse wouldn"t let him near while he was covered in flames so Aerwyn walked, all the while growing more familiar with the feeling of controlling his power. As they were nearing another lok nest the sounds of battling beasts echoed across the quiet forest.

"Ah, perfect! Four... no five Direwolves! Aerwyn, i want to witness the moment when they are brought back to life by your power." Before Aerwyn could even speak Tylin was already chanting a spell.

Three black circles of viscous fluid appeared in front of Tylin, the circles gave the impression that it was holding back an army of undead as numerous hands tried to claw through the surface membrane from below.

The temperature noticeably dropped a few degrees once a large shriveled hand broke through the membrane, it grabbed the earth outside of the circle and began to swiftly pull itself out. The creature had withered skin beneath its rusted armor as if its body was left to dry in a desert for countless years.

The over sized sword in it"s hand was held far too skillfully for the creatures seemingly frail body. It stood unmoving, waiting for a command as two more nearly identical creatures lined up next to it.

"Ah, they"re death knights dear boy." Tylin spoke noticing his questioning look.
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"They are the most powerful undead that i can control. These three were created from the bodies of orcs who attempted to raid Setrhyn a few years back." Tylin explained before s.h.i.+fting his eyes to the three death knights.

"Go and capture the five direwolves alive, you can wound them but try to keep their bodies intact."

The death knights immediately took off in a sprint towards the clearing.

"I want you to kill one with this." Tylin walked over to his mount before grabbing a large dagger from its side and throwing it to Aerwyn.

"Your weapon is special and from what you"ve told me all three of your beasts were dealt their final blow by it. I want to see if your power will still activate if you kill one with another weapon. Let"s go, the death knights should be finished by now."

Arriving at the clearing Aerwyn witnessed three death knights lined up behind the five incapacitated direwolves. The coats of white and grey fur stained red with blood heaved up and down as the direwolves howled in a futile attempt to avoid their fate.

Aerwyn pitied the beasts but they were unable to shake his resolve. Approaching the closest he unsheathed the dagger before pausing to prepare himself for the pain of bringing something back to life.