If at that mont, ti froze for Ray and he was trapped in a loop, forced to watch the event in front of him for all eternity, he wouldn’t say no.
A star double the size of the sun was absorbed into another white star at least tens of tis the size of the sun; when the ti of the impact arrived, both of them would have broken into smaller fragnts, releasing the most energy that Ray had ever heard was possible.
"The scale of the universe simply can’t be put into perspective by my mind..." He took a deep breath. "It’s so beautiful."
"It’s sad a star is dying, leaving nothing out of its glory." His guard’s voice was as emotionless as before.
Observing the figure, nothing could imply any change for Ray to understand its true emotions: "Death can be beautiful too."
"Death is just death."
He didn’t respond. To have a discussion with an alien, first they had to have the most basic senses of how the other one absorbed the information from the world. Until they found similarities, both sides were wrong.
"Shall we?"
Rembering his ti problem, Ray wanted to finish it as soon as possible.
Their shield in the shape of a peanut started to move at the speed of light toward the stars; the magic itself was unknown for Ray, but it didn’t show any sign of breaking. It held the temperature to a normal degree too.
Ray stepped on the walls of the shield. "Slow down. When we enter the star, let its gravity pull us inside."
Their silence continued until all that Ray could see was white eyes; his eyes were being blinded with blood flooding out of them. His magic got to work, healing them constantly.
"You know, a physicist on my planet gave a theory that magic is not sothing abnormal to the universe; the system is the abnormal part that acts like a virus is the real abnormal part. He’s long dead, but in all of his life, everyone mocked him for the absurdity of his theory, everyone except a kid that loved cosmos after his parents’ death. It always made sense for him, the words, the idea." Ray laughed to himself, "Witness that I prove him right!"
"Don’t do anything stupid, human."
With a smirk Ray continued, "Magic is just another form of energy, isn’t it?"
After many experints Ray still didn’t know what one of his equipnt pieces did; even after summoning it nothing happened to him. The na of it was so vague too, yet as Ray searched deeper and deeper he finally understood what it ant.
"Essence of the world!"
His healing magic stopped healing his eyes; in seconds they burned in flas. Closing it, everything was pure dark, yet his equipnt was changing its form, taking over his lost eyes.
Opening his eyes, he no longer could see any light, just waves of energy; his body and his guard’s body were made out of billions of strings of colorful energy.
Everything was made out of so sort of energy. As they entered the star, his mind was overwheld by the amount of things he had to do at the sa ti; humans were not designed to see the world in that shape.
Madness! A familiar sense for Ray as his mind started to break apart; however, he didn’t mind it. He had to endure it for a whole day.
In the vast sea of colors, very small portions were a familiar purple color. Ray’s magic was too weak to exist in that enormous environnt, but Ray had another plan. His magic ca to being around the purple part, guiding him through a portal to his body.
At once his body wanted to explode from the burst of new magic in his cells. His skin and clothing burned in purple flas while Ray himself still searched for more magic.
"Human, if you continue to do this, I will take you back."
"Shut up and let do my work." Unlike others’ magic, the magic inside of him was wild and free at the sa ti. Instead of protecting himself with magic of his own, Ray’s mind attacked the structure, taming it inside of his body.
Hunting more nova magic from the outside while focusing his mind on taming and healing his body was too much for him to handle; despite that, Ray continued.
As ti went on, his control over the wild magic got better, but the capacity of his soul for magic was so little, and in just hours he had reached his limits.
"Make a shield around yourself too."
Ray didn’t wait for the elf to do as he said; all the nova magic he had stored burst out of his body inside the small platform.
A weapon must have a purpose! Ray had heard that many tis from crafters that made handmade weapons on earth, yet the sa logic could apply to a weapon made out of magic.
The only sll in the place was burned flesh; Ray’s skin and at got burned as it revived itself constantly. He didn’t know if the bones were capable of burning, but there were the bones of his hands.
"Weak..." Ray scread, surrounded by lights, "Your purpose will not be to cause pain; my weapon is not built for defense."
His emotions burst out of their cages; he wanted to slay those that caused him so much pain, the immortals that looked down on him, and the stupid aliens that treated him like a worm. At its core, the world deserved to be destroyed.
The wild magic didn’t have a thought to itself; as ti passed, a weak killing intent awakened inside of it. The closest living thing to it was the one who introduced the idea to it.
"Kill and you will turn into nothingness; beco one with and let all magic know your na!"
The elf was about to take them back to the spaceship when sothing changed. "The magic is not hurting him anymore..." In their labs they crafted weapons each ti under their special conditions, but it was the first ti any of them saw that in nature.
"This human had more potential than we have thought; give him the formula of Pierce magic too." A voice in their own language rang through her mind.
"Maybe this human is not that bad after all!"
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