Behold, maximum degeneracy: the Waifu Directive
[W] The Conflux [+5 Sparks]
[W] Half-Devourer [1 Spark]
[W] A Wish [5 Sparks]
[W] A Savior's Chalice [1 Spark]
[W] Elixir [2 Sparks]
-[W]Elixir of Infinity
[W] Pearl Necklace [3 Sparks]
[W] Quest: Striking Them Down [+2 Sparks]
[W] Quest: The Hero Synthesis [+3 Sparks]
[W] Extra Burden: Writer's Quill [Special]
"I wish for the most powerful Devourer to be given a whole and healthy human-like mind, including: a moral intuition compatible with my own, comprehensive knowledge of my history and personality, a deep and abiding love for and attraction to my person, and perfect awareness of my location anywhere within the Ever-Tree; that they are summoned to my location; and that this Devourer is even further empowered as much as this wish is capable of in whatever ways they desire most."
What could be a more fitting use for a wish than wish-fulfillment?
I have confirmed with Birdsie that this wish works. By necessity, my wishing companion is at least as strong as the Hissing Beast at a baseline, plausibly even stronger, making them potentially even stronger than Ectonconara with the necklace. I then proceed to use the remainder of my wishing power to empower my companion further, and then also give them the necklace. Also I am dating them.
The drawbacks are fairly fluid. I'm confident that I can take down the Hissing Beast with Desire's help, but I can easily imagine swapping out The Hero Synthesis out if the Dark Lord scales to Desire's power rather than my own, maybe substituting Striking Them Down or Sole Responsibility or Among Equals.
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Swapped out The Hero Synthesis +1 for Striking Them Down +2, since I decided against risking a Desire-tier Dark Lord, and because I confirmed with Birdsie on the discord that with the right plan, Desire with Wish and Pearl boosts has good odds of succeeding. My current plan then is to have Desire bring us to a world with Star Guardian presence, use my status as the Maker to implore them to trust Desire, and then use their wise counsel to determine where and when Desire should strike. Also, added Half-Devourer for moderate increase in durability and for enhanced compatibility with Desire.
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I'm officially on the hook for 2.5k words of my and Desire's adventure. Hopefully I can accurately portray the Hero's pompousness and the Dark Lord's dark-lord-ness. Current plan is to get picked up by Desire, give her the pearls and shatter the chalice for her, gank Satorneal while we're in the Conflux, find and travel to the Hero's world, give Desire the Elixir of Infinity, have her use chalice regeneration and autophagy to progress while under the +++Progression effect for a week, find the Dark Lord, convince the Dark Lord to put their plans on hold until Desire and I reattach the world to the ever-tree in a stable way, attempt to reattach the world to the ever-tree, once it's stable attempt to find the hero and start beating some sense into their thick skull, gamify the hero's training so that they pursue it of their own volition rather than having to be forced to do it, help the hero collect their party, maybe take the hero on trips to other parts of the ever-tree while Desire and I negotiate with the star guardians for help on exterminating the other devourers, try to impress upon the hero that while they are important, they are far from the only important person in the universe, and that letting their power go to their head will destroy many of the things that they enjoy in their life, and replace them with hollow, joyless mockeries that will never satisfy them, and finally take the hero and their cohorts to the Dark Lord and try to broker piece, at least for 500 hundred years while we all get together to fight the devourers.
I did it.
Waifu Directive
Instantly, I am surrounded by darkness. It's cold and drafty, and there's a harsh, chemical smell on the wind, and noise, like traffic on a wet highway or the crash of waves on a beach, but all that disappears in a fraction of a second, replaced with an even deeper darkness, warm and silent except for a gentle pulsation, like a heartbeat stretched out over vast space and time. Swaddled in that umbral cocoon, I clutched the necklace of pearls and flask of elixir in one hand, chalice in the other, then whispered into the quiet. "Are you the one I wished for?"
A deep rumble shakes my body, before being replaced by a mellifluous voice, all but purring with satisfaction. "Yes, my dear. I am the one you desire."
I nod to myself, directing my will to the chalice and squeeze, shattering it and releasing a shower of golden sparks that quickly disappear into the darkness. My companion rumbles another content purr as I move the elixir flask to my now-free hand and release the pearls into the darkness as well. "These are for you. You know the plan?"
"Exactly." Their voice hardens a bit as they reply, and I can feel us accelerate. Wherever they've got me stored away, there's enough inertial damping that I can just barely tell we're moving, even though I'm sure they're hurtling us through the Conflux at vast FTL speeds. As we fly, we discuss the nature of their empowerment, and agree that focusing on enhancing efficacy and efficiency of her abilities of consumption, given how critical leveraging them to increase her power even further were to the plan. There are a handful of bumps on our journey, all in quick succession, then a sound like a single, enormous wavecrash, followed by yet another pleased purr. I can guess what that was. After presumably handling Satorneal, there's just the search for the Synthesis world.
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"You know everything about me, but I don't know much about you other than what I wished for." I offer, attempting to break the ice. "I don't know your name, or if you have one. What should I call you?"
"I was called by a name, I think, or a few names, before. I wasn't really aware of them, or of much besides my hunger and what I could sate it with." They responded, their voice slightly different, perhaps more melodious or musical than before. "Thank you for giving me this, dear. It's hard to describe the feeling of having more
self, of existing more than I once did, but I'm grateful. As for what you should call me, I am the one you desired, so whatever you wish to call me would be right."
"Hm...Maybe 'Desire', then?"
That evokes another rumbling purr, which in turn makes me blush. I may have underestimated how effectively the wish would align my and Desire's habits, but it's far too late to go back now. "Perfect, darling."
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Finding the falling world took significantly longer than finding Satorneal did, which I suppose only makes sense, since the falling world isn't constantly screaming. It was also pretty bumpy, and towards the end I could tell it was starting to wear on Desire, even through her regeneration.
It's hard to tell time in the Conflux or beyond the tree in general, but it felt like maybe a few hours. I can feel it when Desire passes from the void and into the world, and not just because of the lack of turbulence. None of my Half-Devourer mutations were dedicated strictly to sensing stuff like whether or not I was inside a world or not, but even so I could feel a sort of whole-body sensation, a subtle sort of pressure that I hadn't realized had been missing earlier. Just a moment later, Desire releases me from whatever pocket they'd tucked me away in and deposits me on the ground. "Everything alright, dear?"
"Yeah..." I reply, distracted as I take in the surroundings. It was warm and humid, overcast and with the smell of brine and a storm on the wind, diffuse gray light casting fuzzy shadows. The ground is soft and swampy, covered by a few inches of dark, brackish water. There's a stand of trees in front of me, standing on long, spidery roots. Behind me, there's just the open sea and Desire. I take a long moment to just look at them. They have a broadly draconic shape, long and sinuous neck and tail that meet at a bulbous torso with four stout, claw-tipped limbs. They had no wings, and rather than armored scales their skin was smooth and glossy, and dark blue like the seawater they reclined in, and coated in a layer of shimmering, shifting black stripes that moved across her body like running ink. Their head is nearly human, having the same sea-dark complexion as the rest of their body, eyes as dark as night, and with a thick, curly mane of black hair draping down into the water. More stunning than that was the aura they have, rolling off of them like a heat mirage, warping the air around them into a soft haze and positively radiating power despite their distinctly relaxed posture. As I observe the aura, I also realize just how far out into the water they were, and thus their sheer size dawns on me. "You are beautiful, Desire," I say dumbly.
The ground shakes and the water splashes violently as Desire rumbles, and I'm only spared from falling by my greatly enhanced physicality. I hadn't realized how apocalyptically loud that was before. "Thank you, my love." Their speech is not nearly as loud, and retains the melodic quality from earlier, and I get the feeling it's borne by something between telepathy and precise sound manipulation. "The journey here was more difficult than we anticipated. I must rest and restore myself." They heave a sigh that whips the water into waves, then lay down onto their side, producing another wave as their body displaces an enormous volume of water. "Do not wander far, dear. I'll be ready for the next step of our plan soon."
With that, they lower their head to the water, seemingly to start drinking the sea. Hopefully that doesn't come back to bite us. Regardless, while Desire is busy recuperating, I start to explore. My wings unfurl from my back, gaining a pinkish tint as I flush them with blood. After a couple minutes to let them stiffen up, I take off.
The swamp, or mangrove I guess, stretches pretty far up and down the local coast, far enough that I can't find edges without getting too far from Desire. Going inland, the swamp extends a good way, before transitioning to hills shot through with dozens of small rivers, then into a mountain range right as I was losing sight of Desire behind the horizon. I also encountered some strange flying, bird-headed serpents while flying around that were very territorial and kept spitting fireballs at me until I flew away. They were annoyingly agile, too, enough that I could neither land a hit on them nor get away from them until I actually left their territory. Fortunately, my carapace was enough to protect me from their attacks, but I'll still try and avoid their turf in the future, at least if I'm not with Desire. Speaking of Desire, I can see them rising up out of the sea, so I fly back as quickly as I can.
I was able to communicate fine with them earlier from the shore, but it feels natural to get up close. The scale of Desire's body hits me again, as it expands to fill a considerable portion of my expanded field of view, easily rivaling the mountains I encountered earlier. "Feeling better?" I ask them as I fly along their side, towards their far-off head.
"Yes, dear. I believe I'm ready to begin the accelerated training." Their voice has a steely resolve to it, and as I reach their head, I feel a surge of boldness, and fly right up to their enormous lips and do my best to give them a kiss. It only sort of works, given the size-difference, but Desire still released another world-shaking rumble. "Thank you, love. I'll be needing you like that much in the coming week, I imagine." I nod, and attempt to hug their cheek, which works about as well as the kiss. "You have the Elixir?"
"Yes," I reply, holding up the hand where I still hold it. Protecting it from the weird bird-snakes' fireballs was part of why I didn't try and fight off the weird bird-snakes for longer. "Are you ready for it?"
"Give me a moment." It's tough to read their expression when I'm this close to their face, but their expression does
something. It's not clear what's happening for a moment, but the wavering the black stripes across their body are writhing more vigorously, and expanding until it covers them from tail to tip, rippling and wriggling. "Don't!" Desire commands as I'm about to touch it, instantly stopping. "I've primed my interface for autophagy, but if you touch me now, I don't think I'd be able to maintain my focus and might eat you. As sweet as you are, I don't want to do that until I'm entirely sure I can put you back together again afterwards." They give themself a bit of a shake, with the attendant tsunamis where their swaying belly crashes through the water below. "I'm ready. Pour me the Elixir."
I do so immediately, flying down to where their mouth was (now covered by their interface), uncorking the flask and pouring it directly into their inky interface, which bubbles as it absorbs the dark green liquid. The interface keeps bubbling like boiling tar, spreading from where I poured outwards, until soon Desire's entire body is roiling. Desire wasn't saying anything, but deep groans and gurgles were emanating from their body, and their posture gave me the sense that this was less than comfortable. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, dear." Their tone wavers, sounding concerningly strained. "Just as long as you stay with me. Stay right where you are."
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Over the first two days of their metamorphosis, Desire's form steadily unfolds, the bubbling black of their interface expanding, stretching out into jutting spikes and panels until their underlying shape is completely obscured, replaced entirely by this star-chrysalis. Their groans likewise transform, sharpening into a crystalline keening, though it retained the musical quality of their prior speech.
On the third day, Desire's continued growth seems to draw the attention of someone. Someone's flying towards us over the mangroves to the north, and I don't want to risk distracting Desire from their work if the newcomer is hostile, so I fly out to meet them. "Greetings!" I shout to the approaching figure now that I'm a safe distance. "I assume you're here to investigate my partner? I apologize if we've interrupted something."
As they get closer, I can see they're a distinctly wizard-looking fellow, dressed in a long, flowing black robe and with their hair done up in two big cones. If I weren't worried about potential disruptions to Desire's ascent I'd probably have to resist laughing at the absurdity. "Not exactly. I was simply performing a routine scrying of powerful magic in this prison-realm and discovered your...partner, as you put it." They gesture to Desire's chrysalis behind me. "Naturally, I've come to investigate."
I nod as I reply. "Reasonable. My partner is performing a relatively delicate power-gathering ritual at the moment, which is likely what you detected. Any distractions from their current task will reduce the ultimate profit of the ritual, so to spare them the trouble I will handle any inquiries you might have."
The wizard harrumphs, and seems like they might tell me to fuck off in some wizardly manner, before looking behind me and reconsidering. I might not be a threat, but Desire presumably is, so the wizard acquiesces. "Very well. I suppose my most pressing question is, what sort of power-gathering ritual is i--
are they performing?"
"Ah, it's somewhat unorthodox. Through some fortuitous circumstances, I came to possess a magical artifact which could permanently grant superb regenerative abilities to a single individual. My partner, being a Devourer, could use such abilities to gather power via autophagy. Through the same fortuitous circumstances, we obtained an elixir which would fortify them against the stress of this methodology and also vastly, if only temporarily, enhance the efficacy of this, which was the catalyst for the current ritual."
The wizard stroked their goatee in the most wizardly way possible before shooting back another question. "What about this self-consumption ritual brings you to such a world as Felgrade?"
I'm thankful that my carapace obscures my expression as I grimace at that. "There's no connection between the ritual and this world in particular."
They give me a glare, or attempt to through my carapace, as they respond. "This prison-world was sealed off from the Ever-Tree with some of the most powerful magics my gaolers had to spare. I doubt you wound up here
on accident."
Well, I get the feeling I know who this is supposed to be now. "Ah. I suppose you may be unaware, but this world isn't just sealed...it's been cut off from the Tree entirely. It's falling as we speak, and is projected to enter the Conflux in a little under five years. One of the first things we intended to do once the ritual was complete was to reattach this world to it."
The wizard grumbles, but doesn't seem greatly perturbed. "I should have expected as much. And, how exactly would you and your partner have done that?"
"Honestly, I'm not entirely sure." I shrug with honest ignorance. "My partner is the one with the actual expertise, I'm mostly just here for moral support."
They scoff again. "Figures. Well, I will leave you be for now. But if you or your partner interfere with my escape, know that you will face the wrath of the Warlock!" They say with conviction, as though I know what that means, before flying back the way they came.
That was probably the Dark Lord that the Hero Synthesis saddled us with. They seemed a bit ornery, but if I remembered the Quest right, it should be a few months before they're a real threat, long after Desire's completed their metamorphosis. Hopefully they won't be a problem.
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The next four days pass slowly but unstoppably. As Desire continues to grow, rising exponentially in power as the gains from their autophagy are themselves consumed and redoubled, singing an alien melody all the while with the voice of a crystal orchestra that overwhelms other sounds like the Sun outshines a candle, no creature dares to approach us until the very last day. By my count there are mere minutes until we could begin the next step of our plan, when a galley of all things comes rowing down the coast. They're headed straight for Desire, not that there's much else out here in this nameless mangrove, and with Desire so close to their ascension I can't afford to let them interrupt it, no matter how unlikely the possibility, so I quickly fly out to meet them.
I don't put any effort into being discreet, but none of the galley's crew and/or passengers seem to notice my arrival anyway, too distracted by Desire and deafened by their music. Taking the time to observe them, I see three people in particular who stand out: a warrior decked out in a full suit of
very magical armor, a priestess-looking young woman with a legitimate halo shining behind her head, and another wizard, though seemingly as young as the woman and wearing a green robe and holding a quality staff with a bunch of charms hanging off of it. I'm confident these are the Hero and their companions, though I'm not sure who is who.
Obviously I can't speak to them over Desire's song, so I tap the warrior's shoulder to get their attention. I regret this immediately, as seemingly between instants, the entire party is now facing me, the warrior's sword at my throat and the others with spells at the ready. Hoping to de-escalate, I give them a little wave. The warrior tries to say something to me before stopping half way and sheathing their sword, the priestess releasing the spell that they were holding and holding their face in their hands, while the wizard places their spell into one of the charms on their staff before putting their hand behind their head and giving a sheepish smile. A moment later and the priestess and wizard have patched me into the telepathic network that they've been using to keep the galley's crew functioning through Desire's incidental deafening.
"We've come to investigate
that." The warrior, Gil, indicates with a sweeping gesture. "The sound it's emanating can be heard all over the world. We thought it might be part of some plot by the Warlock, and if it is, we can't let it continue."
"You couldn't stop us even with the Warlock's help," I reply, mostly fishing for a response. Gil immediately puts his hand on his sword, while Arthur, the wizard, goes pale and Erin, the priestess, puts her hand on Gil's shoulder to calm him. I figure he's probably the Hero, then. "Fortunately, you don't need to! We aren't affiliated with the Warlock at all, we're actually here to help you on your quest. My partner, Desire, is powering up as we speak, and this whole thing is just a side-effect."
"I--
We don't need your help," Gil asserts angrily, to the continued anxiety of his companions.
"You really do! But don't worry, Desire will have it all handled rea--" And then Gil's hands are crushing my windpipe, through my carapace. Gil is
very strong.
"Gil! Put him down right now!" Erin telepathically yells, and also physically yells going from her mouth movements. She and Arthur are pulling Gil off of me the next instant, then she heals me while Arthur leads the no-longer-murderous but seemingly still very angry Gil away into the bowels of the ship. "Sorry about that. Gil has an ego bigger than your friend over there. We've been trying to help keep it under control, but...."
I gently touch around my neck, making sure all the plates of my carapace are intact and in the right places. "It's alright, I had a feeling and I was pressing his buttons. Thanks for saving me, though, Desire would have been very cross with him if he'd killed me and that would be bad."
Erin nods, then looks from me to Desire's chrysalis and back. "What exactly are they doing?"
"Ascending," I reply simply. "We're here to save the Ever-Tree, your world included, and to do that, we need power. Soon, Desire will have the power they need."
Perhaps Desire is eavesdropping on our psychic conversation, or I just get really lucky, since at that moment Desire's song rapidly fades, and their sky-spanning black tendrils and wings begin to collapse inwards. They've reached the culmination of the Elixir's effect and now, it is time for them to emerge.
Desire's mass collapses into a point, surrounded by thick, hazy grey aura. Then, in an instant, Desire is here with me. Desire is with Arthur and Gil below deck. Desire is with the Warlock. Desire is with the star guardians in the Conflux. Desire is with the ancient leaders of the illuminosians in the Starworld. Desire is everywhere. Desire is within everything.
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I am with Desire, everywhere and everything and more. We are side-by-side, in a dark void, vast and empty. They hold a candle in their hand. There are lights, far in the distance. Though the darkness swallows every one, we know they are there, and we know that, together, we can reach them.