A Thousand Shades Of Blue

Sect you have no disappointed this was definently worth the wait. ^.^b

Awesome story so far Sect. Glad to see you posting again :D

Nice!

:D:D:D:D

i love this lol xD last few chapters were a tiiiny bit confusing, but was very well done :3 weee~

Updates today/tomorrow/this week. Had a crazy busy week and weekend and also busy with my AP Exams coming up ~_~

I have just found this story tonight while i am at work. I must say that it is a wonderful piece of work. I found that I was in rapture waiting for the next paragraph to be found amongst the other comments. Thank you for your time and effort into the story it is a wonderful piece of work and I look forward to reading more of it. Thank you.

Please just wait until after my AP Exams.

Got two next week.

I promise promise promise updates will come soon lol

Excuses, excuses.

I GROW IMPATIENT.

shhh Thanatox you cannot rush genius.

Found story.....happy dance ensues. Much joy all around ^.^

Day 63:

I came to to find myself being operated on.

They knocked me out again with a cloth and kept doing whatever it was that they were doing to me.

I haven't been awake much lately, by my own volition.

Cai and I had figured that the more I was awake, the faster I'd have my blood pumping. So we decided to do something stupid and deadly: alchemy and magic.

Selim had heard of some herbs that are used by natives to make a sedative of sorts. I remembered enough of what Meg did to explain to Cai how to extract the liquid from plants. Selim and Marz gathered a ton of them and Cai furiously made serum at my instruction. Common cooking knowledge also told me that all meat stays better when it's frozen.

So I froze my torso and prayed as I took the serum that I would wake up one day.

I guess it worked.

10 day elapse! o.o! lol all the jumping around is sort of confusing, but very enjoyable! :D GL!

Day 64:

We made it.

Aht Urhgan's winds are soothing.

Selim is by my side, his turn to keep watch over me. I'm not allowed to be alone until they think I won't start convulsing and need help.

It's been a hell of a trip.

Selim is telling me that the Turned and Demons have begun their invasion of the Southern Continent and in the panic they were able to convince a war vessel captain that it was safest with them. Most of the towns had managed to scatter in time before they were overrun. I suppose our warning hadn't gone totally unheeded; when they saw we were telling the truth, they knew to get the hell out of there.

I'm tired, but I'm not supposed to sleep all day, so I'm just sitting here with Selim, looking out at the ocean. It's night now and I see some war vessels out that are patrolling the area.

Cai is at a rare audience with Nashmeira, Empress of Aht Urhgan, explaining what the hell is going on. The alchemists and doctors took me in quick enough, though; it seems like not many people are fleeing to Whitegate now. I presume most people are dead, or here, already.

What a lousy world. I hope Alyria and the others are all right.

Speaking of which, I'm also glad that Marz had stolen my gear and clothes. Alyria would kill me if I lost that gun.

Day 65:

It's Marz' turn to watch me. She seems strangely at peace, being in East. Perhaps it is closer to her home and that brings her to a good place inside.

I'm not moving much; instead, I sit in something they call a "wheel chair" and am taken where I wish to go. The doctors of Aht Urhgan say that if I move I may cut up my stitches.

I used to stitch knitting patterns together. How odd.

So let's see. I came here to offer the secrets of a broken soul to the Immortals.

In my journeys, on the southern continent, I was accused of a crime and tortured.

During my escape, I cause a vial of some sort of pain serum to explode and sent glass flying into my gut, traveling further into my body because of the way the body combats stuff that's not supposed to be inside it.

It's been a long few weeks of pain.

This was a mistake. It was a giant mistake. We tried to trade me and in the process I became a useless, valueless, object.

What do I do now? I don't really know.

Meg would have liked it here. There's a lot of neat alchemy. They even made dolls that can talk, and much more properly tHaN tHe CaRdIaNs In WiNdY.

cooooool :D

Sweet!

lol nice jab at the Cardians XD

Day 66 - Morning:

Last night, yet again, everything changed.

I was taken in the night to see Nashmeira with a fleet of immortals to escort and guard me.

She questioned me some benign questions to cross check my story against Cai's and find a bit more about me.

Then she asked me what happened in Lower Jeuno when I slaughtered the demons. I explained that I don't really remember. An immortal vizier nodded furiously at this, taking notes.

Nashmeira was going to ask something, but the vizier motioned to stop her. He came towards me and the other immortals each unsheathed their scimitars and backed away.

"Every immortal has the spirit of a beast," he said, coming towards me in my wheelchair. "And every immortal will one day lose the fight to the beast and becomes a Soulflayer. Show me the soul that you think won't fall."

And with that, he picked me up from the chair and set a scimitar to my throat.

I felt a flash of surprise and panic overtake me, and then there was nothingness for a bit.

A few minutes later I came to and saw the vizier tossed aside to the floor.

"How curious," he said, brushing himself up to stand.

"Did I hurt you?" I asked him, to which case he shook his head.

"You have a person inside of you," the vizier said. I nodded.

The vizier turned to Nashmeira. "The samurai was telling the truth: this boy is beyond what we have here; he cannot control it yet, but he has already taken in souls that even our immortals can not touch. More than that though, he does not simply have part of the soul: he has entire souls trapped inside of him."

It was at that point I noticed that I was standing up on my own without pain. I felt my torso.

The cuts and wounds were gone, but my skin was slimy. It was at that point I noticed that one of my fingers was gray and resembling a tentacle.

I shook my hand and it became a finger again.

"Tell me," I said, "What is a Soulflayer? I'm just a boy who came from another land. A simple chef."

The room fell silent before Nashmeira explained. "An Immortal will one day fall to their inner beast, having called on the beast so often that their soul loses its very base. It is something like a sea monster and a human."

I glanced down at my hand and wiggled my finger. "Do they have tentacles?" I asked.

"Yes," the Vizier answered.

"And once you become a Soulflayer, there's no way to stop it?" I asked.

"Correct."

I paused and looked at my hand again. I don't know exactly how to describe what I did to myself, for it was a spiritual sort of motion inside my head.

The next thing I knew, my fingers were growing slimy and long and a sort of pinkish.

I felt the eyes of every Immortal on me as I held up my hand to show the vizier.

It was then that an interesting fact dawned in his head, too: I was standing up and I had a squid-esque hand.

"By the hammer of Alexander," he whispered.

I played around with my new fingers before willing them back to normal.

"It's quite useful," I observed. I lifted my shirt up. I was clean of all damage. "Is that a new trick?"

"Quite," was all the vizier said. He turned and whispered to Nashmeira.

"We will aid your country if you aid ours."

I kneeled down before the Empress. "Whatever I must do, I shall do it. I pledge my loyalty to your land if you pledge your loyalty to mine."

"You have my word. We will talk more tomorrow," the Empress said, and the meeting was over.

Where am I?! I want to be in some great battle scene lol

You're on a seperate continent.

:( I wanna kill a monster

Day 66 - Midmorning:

I just got a shiver down my spine that told me that someway, somehow, Alyria just brutally murdered something with either her claws or her guns.

Is there any difference? Here I am just drinking some fine coffee, waiting for a man named Kushdeel to make me a set of clothes and for me to be contacted again.

Cai and Marz are out getting some rest. Selim is having coffee with me. I write during the silence of our conversations.

He and I are quite alike on many issues, it seems.

lol ask and ye shall receive. Good work Sect keep it up.

Real good, keep it up Sect!

Day 66 - Beyond Noon:

There is a bell ringing in the distance and there's talk that the Mamool Ja are about to attack.

Selim advises me to stay back for now until we're sure I'm healed. He is a wise man, I can tell, and so I figured I'd listen to him.

That was, at least, until three Immortals came and told me that the Vizier wanted to see how I'd hold myself.

I suppose I'll go follow them, although I don't think they'd be able to stop me if I didn't want to go. Besides, they said that they'd buy me some sutlac and coffee later if I showed a good show. Have you ever tried that stuff? It's absolutely amazing.

lmao! xD going off to war for some sweets :P awesome!

the thing about him turning back and forth between himself and pseudo-soulflayer was cooool... o.o

I actually feel like I'm doing a lot worse than Aim for the Head.

Day 66 - Early Evening

I feel as though I'm going to be strangely good at this new job.

Strangely good indeed.

Something about the four bowls of sutlac I was given tell me they like what they saw.

Whatever, though. Watching a Lizard Man freak out when I strangled him with tentacles was absolutely hysterical.

He feels a bit funny inside, kind of like I ate something I shouldn't have that I'm going to have to force down with water, but not entirely bad.

Did I mention I proceeded to spit fire?

How in the name of Altana does that work out?

Holy *** @ the last one :O

Aim for the Head entries were longer and more detailed, but it's not worse :)