Her two previous level-up experiences seemed almost insignificant, but not this time. This time her skin feels like it is turning liquid as an alien energy begins to envelop her. Some strange entity begins pulling her away from the material plane into another dimension, slowly turning every microscopic construct of her body from polygon to circle. Though the entity that is doing this to Zanzi is strange and unknown, the echoing drops of piercing sound emanating from it are comforting and evocative of something maternal. Soon her entire body and mind feel fluid as she is coaxed into a gently engulfing dream state.
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Transported away from the material plane and into the plane of positive energy, Zanzi is now permitted to regain conscious thought. But the entity that has taken her to this place is still in control of her and it will not allow her to open her eyes.
“Can you hear the night birds calling you?” it whispers, but it will not allow Zanzi to speak, she cannot answer. It then begins altering the energy balance in the circumference of every circle comprising Zanzi’s mind until she hears clearly what these “night birds” are saying. They are a million dark ambassadors of night beckoning her into the plane of negative energy, where another entity equally strange and unknown exists; equally comforting and maternal to Zanzi. She senses it yearning to embrace her, and like a doll passed from one child to another, Zanzi is given away.
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In the blackness of the plane of negative energy Zanzi senses this other entity devouring control of her from the entity existing in the plane of positive energy, and it soon begins changing the arc length energies of each circle in Zanzi’s confused mind. Zanzi begins to scream in panic. Each scream echoes across the ethereal emptiness as if it will never end. The controlling entity speaks to her in soothing tones; of such sentiment Zanzi cannot understand through her intense fear.
“I will not force down your eyes,” and Zanzi feels it gently kiss each eyelid before slowly gaining enough strength to open her eyes. She tries to see the entity but it has disappeared into the void, taking with it the fear it had inflicted upon her.
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Through the blackness she hears the familiar echoing drops of sound gradually getting louder, everywhere, until they saturate her senses. Suddenly millions of secant rays of blinding light penetrate her eyes, instantly erasing all experience of the planes of positive and negative energy from her mind. A second burst of even more intense light dazes her out of consciousness once again and as she is transported back to the material plane, trillions of secant energy rays penetrate her body to provide the scaffolding by which the circles of her body can be reconstructed to polygons.
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In the “real” world Zanzi has no memory of what has happened. She thinks she has woken from an unusually deep sleep, but the effects of becoming a level 4 bard will soon become dramatically apparent.
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