The War for Freedom

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Post #21

 

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Cardicrant, damphir

Care'Sariasu, Mother Compassionate

Melandias, Aspect of the EverWanderer

Sara13

Sara13 First Five Saraba, Sarace, Saradi, Sarafo, Saragu

Sana13

Sharry13 being from Sharry01o13 to Sharry13o13.

Shadz, heshe is an 'eccentric' offshoot of the Shadoista that has a curious link to the Shadowadis. Considers an EverCarer to be hisher 'mummy'.

Tabbyhissy: catsnake companion to Sharry13of13

Warlord Haraldonero, EverEnforcer Aspect

---Vicewarlord Rommellus, EverFollower of the EverEnforcer Warlord Haraldonero who also of an EverPrime.

 

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Post #22

 

TWFF[One][7.1][18][18]

Sharry13o13 spoke from her globechair. “Cardicrant is the real one who had vanished 230 years ago. He had been searching for a reported intruder of great power, dark skills and cunning. Unfortunately, for the damphir, he found that vamphir . Like damphirs, vamphirs were between mortal and fully undead but vamphirs were far closer to being truly vampiric. Yet the vamphir was also linked with unnaturally imbued other powers to do with the EverCursed and yet also the Undoagodzi. Both rewarded her for sinful tasks well carried out during the Damnation War. Somehow, she assisted one of a Undoagodzi, of the Gold Undoatorces, to survive an attack by EverSlayers.”

While there had been just 13 of the Undoagodzi as melded with the Platinum Undoatorces, each having 13 aspects of three tiers, there were 13x13 Golden 13s, that could be said to be 13x13x13 given that each of the base 13s had 13 aspects. So each lower tier was correspondingly in larger numbers but less powerful as 13s being the Silvers and then, finally, the Coppers. Yet it was widely believed that behind this, more general, explanation-description was deception and that the truth was not so simple or straight forward.”

Sharry13o13 went on. “She is one Taratacacrant, the twisted grandmother of Cardicrant himself. Perhaps that is the main reason he was not treated with her typical brutality and managed to survive the 230 years of being mind enslaved to her; yet he was also fighting back and she knew it and that might have bemused-amused her. It is said that she became closer to being ice-minded thanks to Undoagodzi granting her dubious powers; there is always a price for such 'gifts'.”

Melandias stood there, as an aspect of the EverWanderer, with a thoughtful look on his rather craggy face. “As we EverFolk know altogether too well!”

There were other Seekars there, a Rainbowsphere, a Greybowsphere and also more EverFolk who had accompanied Melandias.

There was a process, taking place, of the merging of that Seekaoutpost with the EverComplex; this had started out with the influence of Raynba'diibbly but also of Faynba'dibbly who had chosen to have a name similar to her long bonded love-friend.

More general Greybowfolk, and Rainbowfolk, were emerging but so were, less commonly, Faynbafolk and Raynbafolk.

Former roguefolk, as distorted wildfolk, had long ago been cured as tamefolk who dwelt there in large numbers as did wildfolk along with wildlife. There were also tamelife being a mixture of pets, worker-pets and livestock.

Sharry13o13 frowned softly even as a ginger-black-white furry catsnake stuck her head into view, perhaps having been asleep curled up on her lap. Despite the name of her hybridnoid species, she had the two, typical, double jointed arms of her kind. Sharry13o13 gave the creature a kiss on her curious flat feline like head. “Tabbyhissy is not reptilian at all but a hybrid of a mammalian fursnake and a tabbycat type housecat. We have sent out Seekachampions to hunt down this Taratacacrant but so far they have found only the ruins of traps that she may have been responsible for setting; the wildfolk have destroyed them all and they had good reason to do so but they spoilt any traces that 'she' or any serving her may have left behind.”

Melandias nodded. “I take it that you will continue to try to gain information from Cardicrant.”

Sharry03of13 sighed as Tabbyhissy gave her a loving lick. “First we have to deal with the booby-traps that have been set up in the depths of his mind. We will need to do a great deal of analyse before we even start to disable those amazingly cunning, mindwise, triggers; yet it is not certain that Taratacacrant did this work herself.”

 

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Post #23

 

TWFF[One][7.2][19][19]

Melandias looked very thoughtful. “We need to discover any links, if any, that Taratacacrant has with what is happening on, and below, Stanecape. That means tracking her down.”

Which was when a message came that concerned all there, who could understand the implications of what it meant. A tactical nuclear missile had been launched at the taskforce that had previously been struck at by conventional rocketshells and rockets. The so called clean fusion strike warhead only failed to destroy the taskforce because their was a great Rainbowflash of energies. It absorbed the energies of the relatively small, 'clean', nuclear explosion of a type of weapon that created no radioactive fallout.

Soon after a second, such missile, struck the barrier Wallfortress and was harmlessly absorbed with a soft shimmering of energies. The quasiliving entity had been struck with far worse during the Damnation War and to it a tactical nuclear warhead was of no real threat at all. Yet preparations were soon being made in case a more powerful nuclear missile struck at the Wallfortress.

A third tactical missile struck a great, big, crater of Stanecape. The quasiliving entity stirred enough to devour the energy released by the blast thus making it harmless so as to protect lesser, more fragile, entities in that place. Then the great entity raised a protective structure, over the crater, before settling back to sleep but not as deeply as it had been as it was now more watchful.

Other tactical missiles had been launched, they had all been fired off from different locations, in a very clever fashion leading to doubt whether the instigator would be found. At once a major investigation was launched, firstly to discover just where the other four missiles had struck.

 

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Post #24

 

TWFF[One][8.1][20][20]

EverEye had managed to trace three of the tactical nuclear missiles, from launch points to target coordinates, but not the other four thanks to powerful interference that seemed to be Celestial in nature. There was no real clue to whether it was Truecelestial, Procelestial or Anticelestial in nature or of some other, less common, variation of the Celestial.

That interference was now gone as if it had served its purpose.

Sarace, of the Sara13 First Five, observed the adapting of steamcarts, and bigger steamwagons, to take electric lighting. The electric lighting was such as headlights but also turning indicators. Other upgrades were to the suspension systems, the braking and in other ways; the addition of seat-belts, roll-bars, pieces of hull and more was also being undertaken by her people along with wildfolk students wishing to refine their skills.

Far from also steamcraft were being changed in this manner but local gaslamp makers had been mollified by orders of their wares to gaslight a large lumnicavern; this was where shadowfolk were setting up a settlement as refugees who had no care for worshipping Shadowadis or anything like it. The gaslights were popular, with them, being both very useful and pleasing to them with the lamp's low intensity lighting.

The adapted steamcraft were to fit a role of Seekars, and those with them, undertaking a covert mission to the domed city of Tradetopiacity that centered the citystate of Tradetopiacitystate. The reason was that an aspect of the EverInvestigator, one Sherlock Holmes in deepguise, had requested that such a taskforce go there to meet him there along with Professor Watson his male assistant. Both he and Doctor Watson, supposedly being his daughter, were EverFollowers of the EverInvestigator.

The Second Five, of the Sara13, would be going there while the First Five remained in that place and continued to do valuable work there.

The Seekahomeworld continued to expand and evolve but was still relatively small. While all Seekakind were as well cared for as possible, the elite Seekars had access to far more advanced, sophisticated, scitech (science based technologies) than did the far more numerous Seekafolk.

Which reminded her that when any teleportcubes arrived, in future, they would be filled with tough, basic, resources before returning to SeekaoutbaseA023. Not that there were 23, or more, Seekaoutbases for the number was chosen so as to disguise just how many of them there were. She wondered how the swamp over would be done but the answer would soon arrive but not in the form of a teleportcube.

She turned and then pelted towards a big side doubledoor leading out to a large, semienclosed, workyard. As she did, Sarace pulled out of her hoodrobe a very large autopistol, automatic pistol, but did not raise it fully.

The two doors slammed open and through it came racing wildfolk workers and far fewer Wildmilitiaguards. Sarace shot past them, easily dodging them, so quickly that she was barely a blur of motion. Then she was drawing out a second, identical, autopistol with her other gloved hand that some might just call a 'hand-cannon'.

With arrows sticking from its distorted, distorting, body the creature screamed in both agony and rage. It stood over the dying body of an apenoid warrior who had lost her sword-staff in the brief fight she had fought with the creature. Blood flowed from a large wound in its side.

Sarace knew she could do nothing for the former animanoid, for she psysensed that what it had been, except to give it a merciful death. She raised both guns and blew holes in it so that soon it was falling, already dead, heavily to the ground.

 

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Post #25

 

TWFF[One][8.2][21][21]

Sarace tended to the wounded chimpnoid type apenoid, the warrior who had probably saved other wildfolk by bravely confronting the distorted creature. It was good that wildfolk warriors tended to be very tough.

After some healing, by herself, locals took away the wounded warrior and Sarace looked around at what were five, other, dead distorted creatures. Wildfolk had brought them down with arrows, spears, blowdarts and even some hurled, heavy, building bricks.

Where had they come from and did it have anything to do with the sharp, disturbing, sense of trouble that she had experienced shortly before she was drawn to deal with trouble in the workyard.

Then she saw it, the crude cube shaped structure now partly scorched, bent out of shape and with a door panel having fallen to the ground to release what ever was inside. It was a crude, one way, one use only, version of a teleportcube.

Inside she found a dead, distorted, creature and it soon proved that the poor creature had died of a broken neck. The teleportation journey must have been an amazingly rough one to have killed such a physically powerful creature in that manner.

There was a Rainbowflash of energies that swept through the workshop, and the workyard, even as a Rainbowsphere came shooting into view. There were various limitations to just what the Raynbari could do in any mortal realm and not just because of the Celestial Mandate-Protocols. So the Rainbowflash was a small area effective incident only.

Yet the effects were amazing, by mortal terms, with the animanoids all returned to full, healthy, life as they now slept peacefully on thick, rainbow coloured, bedmats.

The workyard was now dotted with odd formations made of rainbow coloured metallic, wooden, glass, plastic and other such materials or so was the appearance of it all. Rainbowtrees had sprouted up from the ground, baring rainbowfruits and there were rainbowbushes with rainbowpods.

Small rainbowdragons were sleeping, curled up, beneath the rainbowtrees and close to the rainbowbushes. There were other kinds, of rainbowcreatures, with them being rainbow patterned versions of creatures already well known on that supercontinent. Or so it seemed to be at first.

Saraba materialised, with a soft shimmering, using Sarace as a teleport beacon to guide herself more safely to those teleportgraphic coordinates. She was frowning softly. “Cardicrant awoke, the booby-traps all stripped away from his mind as if they did not exist in the past. He is groggy and it will take some sleeping for him to be able to truly communicate with us. I have a feeling that he is going to present us with some interesting revelations.”

She looked around and smiled richly. “Rainbow this and rainbow that! The rainbow patterned workshop is a nice touch; goes well with the new, if rather eccentric, decorative touches added to it.”

Rainbow wind-cylinders spun on the gently sloping roof where deeply black panels absorbed a great deal of sunlight. From a vent shot a jet of blast of steam that quickly dissipated in the air. Yes, it was truly an amazing sight to behold.

 

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Post #26

 

TWFF[One][9.1][22][22]

Sarafo led a taskgroup of Seekachampions, through the jungle that was larger than a standard taskteam and smaller than a taskforce. There were other kind of Seekars there being Seekaspecialists, Seekascouts but also some Seekaspecials. The last were disguised, protected by bodyguards and kept by Seekacarers.

They moved through the thick forest, of exotic nature lending itself to the name of 'jungle' that came from genged, genetically engineered, plants of yet another Risengodzi research development program of projects. It had been one of the Humanagodzi Subfactions being the Biogiagodzi. There was an Artigodzi built Zigguratzi, a massive ziggurat topped structure that was mostly underground; it had been done for the Biogiagodzi who had then adapted it to their needs and wants.

A tactical nuclear missile had been launched in that direction having most likely done so from either a temporary launch site or some kind of mobile one; only a small amount of evidence had been found at each set of launching coordination, being confirmed that it had taken place but little else. Of the seven, as detected by EverEye, it was the fourth to be investigated. It had been straight forward enough to do the same to the known targets. Question was had there been more than seven such missiles launched though it was difficult to consider that EverEye may have missed them.

The expedition, to Tradetopiacity of Tradetopiacitystate, had been delayed thanks to the exotic way that the steamcraft being prepared, for it, had been changed. That is by the Rainbowflash.

The SisterBrotherhood people, that is Mother Compassionate Care'Sariasu and her other people, had turned out to have a positive symbiotic relationship with the entities melded to-into their backs. The biotopuppeteers were known as biotohelpers and those who had them melded to their bodies ere known as biotohosts instead of biotopuppets. Yet they had been attacked on a psychic level and perhaps also by an obscure biological one as well. They biotopairings were now adapted, augmented, to be far more secure against such threats that could also endanger many others.

Mother Compassionate Care'Sariasu sat next to Sarafo in back of a ponycart that was looked to be just a wooden box at back and semienclosed, by timber, at the front. Armour was hidden behind the hardwood facade. A compact navcomputer, navigational computer, sat on Sarafo's lap showing, on its top, a holographic map of the area. “The Biogiagodzi Zigguratzi is supposedly in this area but the Tanglement had expanded in the area over many square kilometres. Local wildfolk are wary of the Tanglement but did do trade with what the Tanglefolk who both lived in thee Tanglement and served it through its Tanglementality. The Tanglement has some kind of Celestial element to it making it, perhaps, Demicelestial in nature; this would mean it is less powerful kind of Celestial but also more comfortable with existing in a mortal realm.”

There were five, adapted, ponycarts designed to move easily along the fairly narrow type road that they were following. There were also saddleponies being both those ridden on plus spare ones with saddles but not being ridden on. Then there were packponies with carefully balanced, loaded, packs and panniers. Other spare ponies were resting packponies and cartponies, that is resting on the move.

Care'Sariasu responded. “Before we reach the ziggurat site, we will encounter the wildfolk village of Widin'Tashal. You know of that place, as you previously mentioned, but what of the anomalies that sometimes take place in the area closer to that ziggurat. The people, of Widin'Tashal, will not go closer to the ziggurat than where there is a tradepost where they do business with the Tanglefolk; there are a few SisterBrothers there.”

 

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Post #27

 

TWFF[One][9.2][23][23]

Sarafo deepsensed growing danger but, then, so did the other woman. Seekapsychics, in the taskgroup, were soon sounding the alarm. A few, of the animanoids with them, did the same. Wildlife, and wildfolk, were troubled including the trees. An odd disturbance went through the area as a flickering of light and a physical shivering that effected everything including the very air.

Care'Sariasu sounded alarmed. “My people awoke, with only a few, fragmented, memories in a glowsupercavern not far from here. That I have already told you but now the memory comes to me of this very type disturbance having been previously experienced by our people.”

The Seekachampion frowned hard, a rare kind of expression for her kind. “A wild rift is opening up of a transdimensional sort.” She took out a multirod from her hoodrobe and activated it, worked it and viewed its small 3Dscreen with a look of deep concern. Then she appeared relieved. “The rift is neither very big or powerful and appears to be stabilising under some kind of outside influence unless its coming from the other side of the rift door. I am going to track it down, along with a small number of Seekachampions serving me on this mission.”

The taskgroup came to a halt, began to prepare for trouble, even as five Seekachampions darted through the jungle being slowed, by their standards, but still being very quick. Then they came to a large, long ago blackened, and hardened, clearing with cracks running across that superconcrete surface. There were the twisted, half melted, remains of a Risengodzi created riftgate where a few big, other, mechanisms had been destroyed.

Through a shimmering hole, in the air, could be seen a wide, urban, street with automobiles in a scattered pattern. It was as if they had come to a quick, perhaps, panicky halt and two of the oddly bulbous cars were on their sides. The softly glimmering, sickly greenish, mist was everywhere or so it seemed to be. Then there were the long died, skeletal, remains of what seemed to be long dead humans.

Sarafo frowned. “Iself remembers a past life where Iself observed a wild rift opening to a natural, dimensional, mortal realm of a different nature than this one. Through it was drawn, against its will, a necroforma that came first as necromist, then necrofog and finally as a necrocore of the necorforma's very central makeup. The Hardisgodzi acted, with out consulting other Risengodzi, trapping the whole town in a long term unstable dimensional pocket ream. It was but one reason for the Celestial Goddessgods putting an end to them though many of them, especially the lower tiers, became Seekars.”

One of the Seekachampions responded. “In past lives I did serve the Hardisgodzi who treated, those who served them, with great brutality.”

The streetlights were on, in that town, though dimmed by the necromist. It was clear enough to see the shambling forms of former humans though only in an obscure fashion. They were necromutated to become common zomshamblers. The failed zomrotties must have died a very long time ago to be eaten, most likely, by successful zombies.

There was the muffled noise of a machinegun blazing away and three zomshamblers collapsed to the street paving, their headnodes destroyed. Guided by the Necromentality, a most alien type intelligence of much power, the surviving lifendead walked backwards into thicker necromist. For that moment they did not shamble but actually moved more quickly, and effectively. The Necromentality had bolstered their efforts even if for only a short time.

Sarafo wondered if they should enter that place but the danger was that they could end up being trapped there. All of Sara13 were needed in the mortal place and not in the terrible pocket realm.

 

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Post #28

 

TWFF[One][9.3][24][24]

Sarafo focused her mind and made a request to Sharry13. It was granted but also other support was promised from the EverFolk along that with more interesting kinds. Melandias materialised, out of mid air, but not alone; with him came other EverFolk; there were three EverFollowers, nine EverServers and nine, robotic like, EverMinions.

Melandias led the EverFolk group through the rift gate and Seekarangers arrived from the taskgroup. Sarafo ordered them to remain, to warn any locals to stay away from the seemingly stabilised riftgate, and then the Seekachampions went into the town.

They, and the EverFolk, were immune to the necrofestators that swarmed, very lightly, in the necromist but that was being driven back, anyway; that is by armabodysuit wearing figures using flamethrowers.

Sarafo psysensed that they were biotopairings with the biotohelpers protecting the biotohosts from necrofestation. Were they deliberately made to be that way to deal with the necrofestation? She doubted, considering the great-complicated histories of the Risengodzi, that it was that simple.

The necromist retreated back away the way it had seemingly come from and the soldiers made no attempt to pursue either it or the lifendead and living things inside it. Zombies were not the only lifendead that could be found in a necromist.

Light came from behind the fortified, reinforced, armaglass windows of a 3Dcinemaplex (3DScinema complex). There stood some untested humans along with three big hound dogs. They wore heavy duty armavests, the dogs having something similar against necrofestators along with gasmasks. They were all adults though two were quite young for such. They held a mixture of civil guns such as duoshotguns (double barrelled shotguns), bolt-action hunting rifles, sporting compound bows and even a sporting target pistol.

A soldier came to them, halted before Sarafo and then he spoke in the language of Panglish. “Oracle'Sensais predicted that you, Seekachampions, and these EverFolk, would come to assist us and also the trapped necroforma. Please come with me to meet she who is a focusi for the gathering of psychic ability of all of the biotopairings of this town, and the area around it, as trapped.”

Sarafo smiled through her helmet visor, which was not polarised at that moment. “So you are concerned about the necroforma. Very good! Some of your people managed to leave this entrapment and are active in Hopenorth, the place you can see through the rift, there. Hopenorth is a great subcontinent.”

The soldier nodded his helmeted head. “This town was once 'there' with the Third Doomswar raging. Who won? We have been waiting for, hoping for, rescue!”

Sarafo sighed, softly. “Nobody really won any of the Doomswars and after the third, and final, one came the Damnation War followed by massive, direct, Celestial Intervention. That was over a thousand years ago.”

The soldier nodded. “The ones, that escaped, promised to get help for us.”

Sarafo responded. “Their memories were damaged by some kind of trauma so they were not in a condition to even remember to call for help. The riftgate opened with no obvious cause to it.”

The other responded. “The way that they escaped was through a risky experiment so that, unfortunately, makes sense. Oracle'Sensais is watching a 3Dmovie in one of the cinemas in that complex. It is Rocky Super Boxer III, from memory. She likes to spend some of her time with the untested of Cassingville, this town which was on its way to being declared a city when it became shifted.”

 

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Post #29

 

TWFF[One][9.4][25][25]

The 3Dmovie was coming to an end, when Sarafo entered it along with the aspect of the EverWanderer. The elderly, but youthful, woman sat more in than on a large armchair being surrounded by biotopairings of bodyguards, assistants, advisers and carers. Her biotohelper was abnormally large, for such entities as they were on those adult humans, and flowed up to form a cap on her head.

She spoke out to them. “I am the focusi, of the psychic ability of all of the Biotocitizenry, of Cassingville, though not the only focusi. There are the leaders, the commander of the Citzenguardia, the healers, the sage, the sheriff, the advisers and secondaries along with the council elders.”

Sarafo smiled but the smile did not quite reach her eyes. “The untested, of the town, are very quiet including the few children amongst them. Or at least the ones, that we have met, are. Behind the armaglass doors, of the cinema lobby, were a group of the untested who were armed with sporting weapons.”

Oracle'Sensais half smiled. “Really, you need not concern yourself about those that I protect and guide. The untested, or necrountested as we call them, are happy to be helped by myself.”

Sarafo frowned. “Helped? The Biotocitizenry, as you call them, have informed us that you use numbers, of the necrountested, as a human shield against the rest of the biotocitizens. Yet it is not the necromentality that you are linked with, in your criminality, but with one that was also trapped in this dimensional pocket, along with you others.”

“Our ancestors, yes, trapped along with the necroforma to wage a bitter battle against it and necrotested humans become zombies.” Oracle'Sensais shrugged. “The council elders, who are the oversight council for the Biotocitizenry, saw fit to condemn for the crime of 'psychic vampirism' from necrountested and the manipulation of them. So I set out to protect myself from their feeble attempts to take me into custody.”

Melandias spoke quietly but with an undertone of great strength of conviction. “You do not speak of your biotohelper as normally would any biotohost.”

The woman stirred in her armchair as if trying to make herself comfortable. “What of it? That one is but my servant, my pet, even my follower but not my equal. Biotopairings? How foolish such a concept is.”

Sarafo spoke. “What happened to the real Oracle'Sensais?”

The entity shimmered to show a pale, woman like figure with rather thin, angular, features of a vamphir. “Unfortunately, she escaped my entrapment of her and her biotohelper.”

Sarafo spoke. “Are you Taratacacrant?”

The other scowled. “No, she is one of my brood sisters. The fool began to gain a conscious after she captured her grandson, Cardicrant the damphir. Having begun her path, to weakness, she left the Sisterhood of the Bitter Blood before we could, rightfully enough, torture her to death for her betrayal of both we and her true nature. While hunting for her I ended up being dragged into an anomaly and sent backwards, in time, to end up here over 120 years ago. Between the biotopairings, the necroforma and the mysterious, deranged, Risengod here, it has been a most interesting struggle to survive. You are linked to the Risengods, I can deepsense that it is so.”

Sarafo nodded. “Of a Seekademigoddess known as Sara13; I am of the First Five of Sara13 being Sarafo, the 4^th of five. You are deformed, the supposed biotohelper being part of you. You are in agony having carried out a most foolish act in desperation to escape this place and its peoples.”

 

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Post #30

 

TWFF[One][9.5][26][26]

Melandias spoke. “Now, for you, to confess your supposed weaknesses but start with stating you true identity.”

The distorted vamphir replied. “I am the original Taratacacrant and my clone-daughter is the one who has been busy in the forest area doing battle with a Copper Undoatorclord who is also a Risendemigod as you are an aspect of one. He has with him ice-minded supersoldiers disguised as mercenaries but also other superclones as the same along with workers, servers and specialists. She manages to communicate with me, now and then.”

After a long sigh, the vamphir changed course. “The so called human shield is made up of lightly necrofestated people who I am keeping free from full necrofestation. The human shield is only true in that some of those humans are both willing and able to use sporting weapons against zombies. Their necrofestation stops them from being further necrofestated. My deformity came partly from an attempt to escape but also from the attack from a well hidden threat also trapped here, in this dimensional pocket. The necroforma hates, and fears, it more than it is concerned about the Biotofolk. Nor is it the trapped Risengod that dominates its own area.”

A Rainbowsphere, and Greybowsphere, floated into the chamber causing Taratacacrant to smile. “So we meet again, at last, oh cheeky chops and cheeky chops.”

A combined Rainbowflash, and Greybowflash, swept through the 3Darea, through everybody and everything. The reach, of it and its effect, was not great but did take in that suburb both surface plus above and below levels. It was a relatively smaller suburb, of that large town, and very concentrated with it having buildings at least three levels to them. It was the Cassingville Central District by name.

There were a few thousands of both Biotofolk and necrountested there or at least that is how it had been. Just what was the situation now in the same area?

Taratacacrant looked very comfortable and a big, squat, humanoid sat next to her on-in an oversized armchair. It looked big, powerful, friendly and hairy with four arms, two legs and a long prehensile tail ending in an extra pawhand apart from its other four.

Taratacacrant, who looked healthier, and more human, spoke. “I am now a damphir rather than a vamphir and this is my new clone-son Doophiphir. All the former necrountested, within the range of the duel Celestial energy flashes, are Alpha Immunes as are all of the biotopairings.”

Sarafo was frowning softly as if in thought. “Information came, to me, during the energy flashes. The Risengod is a Hardisgod of the lowest tier being a Hardislogod. He is still very powerful. It is no accident that he, and the others that came with him, are here. When the Hardisgodzi created this dimensional pocket it was not because of the necroforma and it was this Hardislogod that helped with the making of the first biotopairings so as to resist the necroforma's necrofestators. What was trapped here, by desperate Hardisgods, is an entity far far worse. The Hardislogod volunteered to be inside the trap to make sure that it worked and so it has done so for a very long time but it is starting to weaken. This entity is linked to what is happening in the rest of Hopenorth with the Undoagodzi rising from the deepest depths and the results of that happening.”

 

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