I, now being named Fuori, follow the adventurers towards the slimes, there is a slime here that’s quite a bit bigger than the previous ones. I wondered if I could still change things here, so as the others cowered behind someone called Malfer, I tried to see what can be changed.
In short not much, even changing a single thing took much effort, and all I can do is move it slightly, not change it in any meaningful way. But this might be limited only to the outside things, as I can still change my form.
I decided to wandered up to the slime. As I get closer I smell a very tasty aroma. Reminds me of something called pudding, or jello. I decide to take a big bite, but I underestimate how quick I can eat things, as I eat it all at once. Very tasty.
As the adventurers stare at me, I wonder what they’re waiting for, shouldn’t they kill the rest of the pests? As I observe them, I notice that there are no other slimes. My work here is done.
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I look at Malfer, Ellie, and the others and say “That was fun, bye now”. As the Adventurers start shouting at me to stay, I say in my mind “please let me go back to my domain”, and as I do I feel my body shift, and I am once again back in my domain.
Voices, they are in every direction, but upon being focused upon they are silenced.
I’m once again in my domain, but it feels different… as if someone else is here. I go for the direct approach and ask “Is anyone there?”, and all the voices stop.
I feel a violent rip, as if something is being torn from me. It isn’t actually that bad, like a bandaid being ripped. Then I feel like something is suffocating me, like I’m being put into a cage.
The void of my domain and the little I put here feels like it’s been restricted, everything feels as concrete in existence as the edges of the domain.
As I try to change anything, things do change, but instead of doing what I want they change in unexpected ways. Don’t do this to me my stuff! This is my domain, so you must do what I say!
I frantically try get a grasp on anything, and make it do as I want. The more I try the more I lose control, like trying to grab something small in water. I decide on a different approach and lessen my attempts at control, this furthers the process of my loss of control until I feel something in me shift, and I lose consciousness…