Sabine's heart pounded in her chest as she stepped forward, her clammy palms betraying the cool confidence she had managed to project. This was her moment, the culmination of years of study and dedication, and she was determined to make the most of it.
As she raised her wrist brace and began the intricate motions, the air crackled with energy. Sparks of light danced and pulsed, forming a mesmerizing display that had the entire room captivated. Then, with a deep breath, Sabine plunged her hand into the array of lights, drawing forth an anchor of pure energy.
The room fell silent as a portal opened, and a creature began to take shape. Sabine watched, her eyes wide with wonder, as the being materialized before her. Professor Garning approached, his expression a mixture of awe and disbelief.
"That was unique," he murmured, his fingers tracing the contours of the creature. "How did you manage to create a stable connection and maintain the summons indefinitely? This is impossible – no first-year student has ever attempted a spell like this."
Sabine felt a surge of pride, but also a twinge of trepidation. "I'm not sure, Professor," she admitted. "I've been studying the ancient texts, and I believe I've found a way to harness the power of the anchors more effectively. But I need to test its stability and loyalty before I can be certain of its safety."
Professor Garning nodded, his eyes narrowing with a mixture of curiosity and concern. "Very well, then. I want you to take this creature – this 'Abyss Walker,' as you've called it – and demonstrate its loyalty to you. Bring it to the Summoning Sects in the lowest levels of the university, and have it tested by the Ancient One."
Sabine's heart raced as she turned to the Abyss Walker, her gaze meeting its eerie, smoke-like eyes. "Follow me," she commanded, her voice steady despite the turmoil within.
As she made her way down the winding stairs, the creature followed obediently, its movements graceful and precise. Sabine couldn't help but marvel at its transformation, the way it had shifted from a hulking, mechanical form to something more humanoid in appearance.
The hallway they entered was unlike anything Sabine had seen before. The walls were not made of individual bricks, but rather a single, solid piece of stone that appeared to be centuries, if not millennia, old. The cracks and decay that marred the surface only added to the sense of ancient power that permeated the air.
Sabine paused, her fingers tracing the intricate carvings that adorned the walls. "What is this place?" she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
The Abyss Walker remained silent, its eyes scanning the hallway with a curious intensity. Sabine couldn't help but wonder if the creature was as awed by this place as she was.
As she approached the red door at the end of the hallway, Sabine felt a sense of trepidation. What would the Ancient One make of her creation? Would he deem it safe, or would he condemn it as a dangerous abomination?
Steeling her nerves, Sabine pushed open the door, her heart pounding in her chest. The Abyss Walker followed closely behind, its presence a reassuring, if unsettling, companion.
The room beyond was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of ancient magic. Sabine could feel the weight of centuries pressing down upon her, and she couldn't help but wonder what secrets this place held.
"Welcome, child," a voice rumbled, echoing through the chamber. "I have been expecting you."
Sabine's breath caught in her throat as she turned to face the source of the voice. There, seated upon a throne of carved stone, sat a figure shrouded in shadow, his eyes burning with a power that seemed to pierce her very soul.
"The Abyss Walker," the Ancient One murmured, his gaze fixed upon the creature at Sabine's side. "A most remarkable creation. Tell me, child, how did you come to possess such power?"
Sabine swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry. "I... I'm not sure, sir," she admitted, her voice trembling. "I've been studying the ancient texts, and I believe I've found a way to harness the power of the anchors more effectively. But I need to know if it's safe, if it can be trusted."
The Ancient One's lips curled into a faint smile. "Safe?" he echoed, his voice laced with amusement. "My dear child, there is no such thing as true safety in this world. The power you wield is a double-edged sword, one that can bring both great good and great devastation."
Sabine felt her heart sink, her hopes of validation crumbling before her. "Then... what am I to do?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
The Ancient One's gaze softened, and he leaned forward in his throne. "You must learn to wield that power with wisdom and restraint," he said, his voice grave. "The Abyss Walker is a formidable creation, but it is also a reflection of your own inner strength and determination. You must be vigilant, child, for the path ahead is fraught with danger."
Sabine nodded, her mind racing with the implications of the Ancient One's words. She knew that she had taken a great risk in attempting this spell, but she had never imagined the weight of responsibility that came with it.
As she turned to leave, the Abyss Walker at her side, Sabine couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation. The future was uncertain, and the challenges that lay ahead were daunting. But she knew that she had to face them head-on, for the sake of her own growth and the safety of all those she held dear.
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Order of the flaming dragon first war
Fanfictionthere was a method of fan fiction that I'd like to create here. it being a new perspective on the movement of a character through time. and as a blocker they forgot about the memory lost to time. as the Counsel of Continuity has been changed to take...
