Adam woke up on his back. Sprawled with all limbs out, his trunk meandering to his right, ears flapped open.
Thankfully, his alien body was really flexible. This particular pose should really have caused him to sleep poorly.
Still, his bed was soft, it was still early, and although he vaguely felt something warm was missing he was too comfy to care about it right now.
Eventually he felt Squishy poke him.
With a mental sigh, he enabled 'Research' and 'Harmony'. There. Now the girls could analyze the outside world without him having to move.
He was asleep again in moments.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Nightmare Moon and Twilight were holding in squee's as Narwhal cooed over the image. "He is so... fluffy! And cute!"
Dragon sighed as she tried to focus on the research. "Right. According to the documentation the older man is showing the rest of the family in the other room, Adam is a Baku."
Narwhal snorted. "He is a cutie fluff baby is what he is."
Twilight poked the image. "Look at his little nose!"
Dragon grit her teeth. "Right. So Baku's seem to be a type of demon or spirit. Of which this world is stock full of, and are of many types and natures."
Nightmare Moon clapped her hooves together. "Look! He is wiggling his paws!"
Twilight was hopping. "He thinks he is running!"
Do. Not. Hurt. Them. Dragon continued. "His new body consumes nightmares and dark thoughts, and historically his kind were hunted because his skin when harvested and refined can discourage evil spirits and keep away decay, poison, miasma... which is some sort of spiritual poison gas, and disease."
Narwhal was thoughtful. "We could make tiny dolls or stuffed animals of him, but can we make mental versions in here? Like, not full AI's, but with maybe puppy level intelligence?"
Twilight was instantly fascinated. "Project Adorable Fluffy Elephant Kitties is a go!"
Dragon just... stayed calm. And continued to review the new information 'Harmony' was pulling in.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Kagome couldn't BELIEVE how good she felt. Weeks of stress and terrifying memories and images of what could have been gone for a full night.
It almost made up for the sudden homework on a Saturday. "So bottom line, this one WON'T try to eat us."
Grandpa held his place in his notes and looked up. "Normally not, no. Of course, normally if a Baku stays with you after eating a nightmare, there is a risk of it just... continuing to eat. Hopes, dreams, and so forth."
Seeing her concern, he waved one of the talismans he held. "I've had protections against that sort of thing on your bedrooms for years now, and the Baku didn't even try. Just... this one is odd."
Her little brother Sota looked up from his own, badly written, notes. "Like... how?"
Grandpa sighed. "Normally, only a small portion if any of a spiritual creature would materialize in the real world. Only someone like Kagome or another priest or priestess could interact with them." He pointed toward her bedroom. "THAT thing is 100% real. Physical. It even snores."
Seeing the kids confusion he sighed. "It would be like finding a actual dragon. After all those years, physical beings with spiritual nature barely exist anymore. Only beings back in the past, like those friends of Kagome, are formed of actual real world material."
She frowned. "Do... do you think it followed me here?"
He shook his head. "No. These spirits were originally found in China, not here in Japan. They showed up here years later. And this one feels... strange. Too real. And it has some sort of magic, I think. I could only feel it when directly touching it though, so I am not sure."
She sighed. A magical cat-elephant-spirit-demon. Great.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Waking was slow. And really only because he was being carried by a giant.
No, damn it, he was just small.
Adam blearily looked up.
Welp. Clearly a woman. Thought those were cushions.
Didn't recognize her. 'Harmony' felt it was alright though. Good enough.
Her sudden hug caught him off guard though. "Squeak!"
...
What.
She seemed equally startled, looking down at his confused self. And hugged him again.
His trunk let out another. "Squeak!"
...
He was a stress ball!?
Narwhal's voice suddenly echoed in his ears. "Honey, you sound adorable!"
...They were recording this, weren't they?
Squishy poked 'Yes.'
Squishy, for the next few hours or until I come to terms with this, could you please block the girls from communication with me?
The chorus of 'Aww' thankfully went silent. Thank goodness.
"Squeak."
Great. He can do a deadpan delivery of an adorable chew toy noise.
At least the giantess got the point and looked a bit sheepish. "Sorry."
"Squeaker Squeak Squeak Squeakin."
That... well. This body was not built for English. Or whatever the hell they spoke back in Worm. Or here.
Thankfully she let it go as she carried Adam into another room.
Oh, it's that girl from last night! She seemed much less stressed now. Though more nightmare fuel had already built up again. Yummy.
Now that he was not ravenous or newborn though, he could sense more than just those delicious black slime pellets.
...Actually, he could sense all kinds of things. What the heck?
Squishy gave a poke.
Apparently as part of the process of becoming this creature, all of Adam's power charges decided to just... use themselves. Something of this new soul was guided by... not a thought process.
It was like his body was partially connected to another layer of existence. Not directly to anyone in particular, but something out there was just... connected. A part of him.
Was it even restricted to one Realm? Barely. If not careful, it felt like it would just move directly into his new soul and live there. Not that it was alive. Sort of. Huh.
Anyway, the new soul and the new power.
Internally, unlike the fishbowl or tree, this one was a... wooden gate? Two poles, a bar, three short poles, then a wide curved wooden structure on top.
'Harmony' was thankfully quick to help out. It was a gate. Specifically, a
Shinto Gate.
And even though the gate was on no actual ground, at least not currently, there was a bubble around it forming a sphere. Invisible. Ageless.
Honestly, a bit like a snow globe.
Most concerning... the gate led somewhere. To that place that belonged to Adam, but not.
He felt Squishy pop into the sphere and go through the gate... and was gone.
Then back. And gone again. And returned.
Yeah, that felt strange as hell.
Hanging from the gate were white cords of power. And attached like decorations were white cards.
The one that glowed was the new power.
'Tithe.'
Huh.
Even as information poured into his mind, begging to be reviewed, he focused on this single power.
It was unlike any he had experienced before. All the technological stuff allowed him to review, build, project, or work with physical matter. All the magic stuff allowed him to perceive, absorb, control, and grow energy. But the biggest difference was they were HIS abilities. Used by him, for him, etc.
This new one was almost a SOCIAL ability. Tithe had to be accepted by someone who willingly gave consent. It would take a small portion of their potential, of what they were, of what they gained in life, and deliver it to him. It was a choice.
In return, they would gain a sort of connection to him. Allowing him to work through them, help them, give guidance.
And not just 'Eat your Vegetables', or boring stuff like that. Not just remote healing through 'Recovery' or allowing them to use 'Harmony' to learn languages.
When magic, technology, rituals, or abilities tried to force changes on his follower... he could determine the effects. Or just use his own energy to throw the whole mess away. When powers developed or grew, he could help give his followers self control or grant direction and development.
And this energy taken from his people, it could be gathered by his followers as well if others also had faith. This second level of connection was far weaker, but he could still grant minor boons or partial use of his powers. Even without meeting someone, if their belief grew strong enough a connection could eventually reach the same level as the initial 'Tithe' followers.
Odd.
Strange as it was, he was still surprised that after literal months of effort and training, of all the ideas he had or plans he made, all that time being a soul, refining souls, examining beings... this was the first time that he had experienced actual Spiritual energy.
This Realm was faith based.
It was a strange experience.
After realizing that part of his soul was just... floating out there, in danger of being examined or left behind when he moved on... Well, instead of carefully monitoring the gate's connection, he permitted a full binding.
'Conversion' and 'Consume' both were chosen and activated, and Squishy reached into the Gate and sort of... pulled.
Everything... vibrated.
Now the shrine soul gate just started spewing white flowers. Each one a small portion of faith, of 'kami', which meant spirit, essences, gods, or all kinds of things. The white flowers were slowly gathering under the floating shrine, until the Shinto Gate seemed to rest on a hill covered in white beauty.
And with 'Tithe' now socketed, a glowing white charm on those white strings... the power currently being converted into raw magic by 'Consume' was now giving a portion of power directly to the Gate. Even some of the energy from 'Transfer' and 'Conversion' was being drawn away.
As he watched the snow globe slowly spin, another white flower exited the portal and fell to the mounds below.
Huh.
He shouldn't have to burn this new soul to make it more stable, right? Cause... those flowers seemed flammable.
Squishy assured him that whatever this 'kami' stuff was, it was far more stable and yet more... ethereal? Abstract? Conceptual?
It would handle Abyss Flames even better than the magic coating. Then again, the magic handled the Abyss by sacrificing itself. Not really self sustaining.
In fact, unlike regular magic, the more kami one gathered the more external kami was drawn in. Faith grew faith. In fact, faith to beings or ideals similar to his own would be more likely to choose him than another if he was closer or cared more than the deities mentioned... or if they didn't exist.
This was partly why beliefs tend to gather into Pantheons rather than just brutal rulers or dictators of spiritual might. Why beliefs can grow into deities themselves rather than spread over millions of minor beings of belief. Mostly.
Ah, he was letting 'Harmony' get into his head too easily. He relaxed his laser focus and tried to just let the new process happen and stabilize.
Suddenly another hug. "Squeak!"
"Right, he also makes cute noises when you hug him. Are you sure he is a Baku Father in Law? I don't remember this flower thing."
He blinked. And dozens of actual flowers in the real world fell off, letting his trunk move the rest so he could see through the mound of vegetation.
The poor woman holding him was now standing in a small pile of... well, it wasn't pure kami. It was actual white flowers with no stems or leaves, full of energy, just being converted from the ambient faith flowing through the room.
What was this, a shrine or something?
...Oh.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Sota raised a hand. "Does this mean he isn't potty trained?"
Kagome sighed, rubbing her forehead. Thankfully her cat Buyo wasn't in here, or he would be jumping right in to make this flower mess worse. "I'll get the broom."
Grandpa hummed. "No, I think we should keep these. I can feel strong, pure energy held within those blossoms. Might even make good material for talisman creation. Asako, could you please put the Baku down on that cushion and get the larger storage box from the supply room? I'll examine these closer."
Kagome watched her mother cheerfully leave the elephant thing behind and head off to get some storage.
The squeaking, adorably furry, apparently lazy elephant thing. Baku. Whatever.
Even as she tried to focus on the now resumed lecture, the urge to squeeze the small thing a few times grew stronger.
That squeak was adorable.