Post by Zee on Mar 2, 2010 9:51:21 GMT -5
Zee had taken his arm, thanked the other heroes, and disappeared. Night had fallen. In order for the ceremony to work, Zee had to go to his ancestors birthplace. He had never told anyone about his ancestral past before. He sat in the middle of the crater, a fire building up in front of him. "Goddesses and gods of the spiritual world, hear my request." He lifted his left arm grasping his right arm. "I give you this arm, this of my flesh and blood, so that you may grant me a new one." He dropped the dead arm into the fire and watched as it turned to ashes. Now was the time to send his spirit arm out of his body and collect the ashes, if the gods and goddesses would allow it, of course.
The smoke started to gather where his right arm used to be. A few gusts of wind brought the ashes into the smoke, mingling with it. Finally, the monlight started to shine down brighter, shining on the mix of ash and smoke. So, they have decided to grant him another arm.
The mixture of ash, smoke and moonlight crawled up his spirit arm untill it reached the stump. Pain exploded from where his right arm used to be. Zee tried to hold on to conciousness, but failed. He fell flat on his back and remembered nothing more.
The smoke started to gather where his right arm used to be. A few gusts of wind brought the ashes into the smoke, mingling with it. Finally, the monlight started to shine down brighter, shining on the mix of ash and smoke. So, they have decided to grant him another arm.
The mixture of ash, smoke and moonlight crawled up his spirit arm untill it reached the stump. Pain exploded from where his right arm used to be. Zee tried to hold on to conciousness, but failed. He fell flat on his back and remembered nothing more.