[X] To Want is to live, to grasp, to strive. At the foundation of every bond, in the root of every ambition, threaded through every movement of the world. In it's severance is despair. In despair lies death.
I feel it's the other way around with Winter Wonderland manteling Ling Qi lolThis felt like LQ was a step away from mantling Winter Wonderland. It's good practice to start with a spirit already aligned with her way somewhat - I wonder if we'll see it again?
"You wanted to know where I'd put my self," said Granny. "I didn't go anywhere. I just put it in something alive, and you took it. You invited me in. I'm in every muscle in your body and I'm in your head, oh yes. I was in the blood, Count. In the blood. I ain't been vampired. You've been Weatherwaxed. All of you. And you've always listened to your blood, haven't you?"She punched through it, and immediately felt the frigid, leeching chill on herself even as she allowed her own Mist to flow out into the featureless void of snow. She felt her qi nipped at chewed, frozen dissolved, wicking away like water, spinning off into the quietly howling winds.
But, she had after all witnessed how a thief could hold their treasures even when they vanished from the pocket.
Hush. Hush. Hush. Sink into the white.
Ling Qi inhaled the frigid air, feeling her qi whorling through the vast circuit of winds surrounding them, and sang back.
Quiet. Quiet. Winds rock cold bones to sleep.
Her voice rippled outward, but not from her own lips. The great diffuse mass of qi around her shook, almost imperceptibly.
Silence? Silence? Lay heavy 'cross the land.
The returning verse was a little different than the quiet cold whispers, a curl of questioning in the tone.
Silence. Silence. Glittering in the hills.
But she sang in the same whisper, the some breathy cruelly playful tone, her voice in brought in synch by the bleeding of her qi into the whiteout.
Blow wind Blow, wipe it all away.
Beyond the fires, beyond the roads, snows quiet sleep.
Even she had a hard time telling her own voice from the spirits as she aligned herself too it further, and very carefully bent the intent with her own. They were, after all, very similar.
The difference lay in purpose. This spirit, for all their power, was a thing of directionless, all consuming hunger. It was…. Sad in a way, probably better that it or she did not have a more humanlike self. If it had, there would be no choice but to destroy it, such a thing could only be a monster which could never be allowed to exist near humans.
Lashing tails, a near skeletal body black lips drawn back over yellowed fangs flecked with foam.
At the very least, she didn't think she could stop Su Ling from getting some practice in, if that was the case.
Surrounded in this hunger, feeling it leech into her bones, the frost creeping over her skin and cracking her fingertips. She breathed out. Purest Want in its primal form. The qi she had fed into it resonated far more strongly than the motes she had stolen from Huisheng resonated with her.
She pushed her qi outward, and ceased to hold back the icy emptiness that surrounded her, letting qi flood into the spirits channels.
Option 1 is probably far better in high level cultivator fights, but in a society, Option 2 cutting off small Wants continually probably does more damage in the long run?
Ling Qi has understood the nature of the Spirit and is going to use that to unmake it.Whiteout Wonderland. The storm which blurred away the world, where travelers wandered until they stumbled exhausted, and sank into the false warmth which preceded death. Oh yes, cousin to Zeqing, that was what this was, with no mountain to be her own, but no less hungry and territorial for it. But all the same… she could feel the particles of stolen qi whipping out through the blizzard, circulating in its winds even as they were slowly dissolved and drunk.
The spirits whole being was diffuse. They were not hiding in the snow, they weren't dematierialized the way she would be, hiding in her mist. No, she doubted that this spirit even could consolidate itself that way. It was a core being, something solid to resist being overwritten, to keep existing from winter to winter, but it still more phenomena than person.
She could work with that, even if she couldn't contest its raw power, as she was right now.
That diffusion is what she could use to solve this.
Getting the first Level V insight is a really huge deal.