ALISTER (Tales of evolution)

"The Manna of Destruction: Alister's Descent into Chaos"

Alister’s eyes shone with exhilaration as he mastered the intricacies of the levitation spell. His grin grew wider with each successful attempt, and his laughter echoed through the air.

“This is incredible”!! he exclaimed, barely containing his enthusiasm.

Jade smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “I’m glad you’re enjoying it, Alister,” she said. “But we’re not done yet. We’re going to learn something a bit more intense.”

Alister’s excitement increased with the intensity of his new skills , and he took a step forward, his eyes locked on Jade’s. “Is it like the teleportation magic Tharros did?” he asked, his voice trembling with anticipation. “Or the thing you did where you magically constructed items?”

Jade’s expression turned serious with no hint of the smile previously there , and she hesitated for a moment before responding. “No Alister, You’re not quite ready for that yet.”

Alister’s face fell, and he let out a soft “Oh.” His eyes lost their sparkle, and his shoulders slumped slightly. Disappointment etched his features, and he looked down, his enthusiasm momentarily dampened.

Jade stood before Alister, her eyes gleaming with a a hint of excitement amidst the serene backdrop of the sun-kissed beach. The warm sand, soft and golden, stretched out before them like an endless canvas. The air was alive with the sweet scent of saltwater and the gentle cries of seagulls wheeling overhead. Soft white fluffy clouds drifted lazily across the sky , their reflections rippling in the calm waters of the ocean. “Today, we are going to learn how to control the wind,” she said, her voice filled with a hint of enthusiasm. “It is a complex spell, but with practice, you’ll be able to master it.”

Alister’s eyes widened with tremendous interest as Jade began to explain the intricacies of the spell. “The key to controlling the wind is to focus your manna on the air molecules around you,” she said.

“You need to visualize the wind as a tangible force that you can manipulate like strings on a puppet to control.”

Jade took a deep breath, her eyes closing as she focused her own manna. The air around her began to stir, the wind picking up in a gentle breeze that rustled the leaves of the nearby trees.

As Alister watched, Jade raised her hands, and the wind responded to her command . It grew stronger, the breeze becoming a gust that sent the trees ,the sand and the sea to ripple as if oppressed “.That was incredible” said Alister . “Now your turn just do as I demonstrated” instructed jade.

Alister took a deep breath, his eyes closing as he focused on his manna. The air around him was filled with the sweet scent of blooming wildflowers, and the earthy smell of the damp soil. He could feel the wind stirring, the gentle breeze carrying the faint scent of salt from the nearby ocean.

As he exhaled, Alister felt his manna surge, the energy coursing through his veins like liquid fire hot but never scalding. The wind around him began to pick up, the breeze growing stronger and more turbulent. The scent of ozone filled the air, like the promise of a storm on the horizon.

Alister’s eyes snapped open, and he raised his hands, feeling the wind respond to his command. The gusts grew stronger, the air whipping around him in a frenzy of movement. The scent of damp earth and wildflowers was replaced by the sharp, tangy smell of sea spray, as if the wind was carrying the essence of the ocean itself.

Jade watched with a critical eye, her own manna stirring as she monitored Alister’s progress. “Remember to focus on the air molecules around you,” she reminded him, her voice carrying above the wind. “Visualize the wind as a tangible force that you can control.”

Alister nodded, his eyes fixed intently on the wind. He could feel the energy coursing through his veins, the manna responding to his will. The wind grew stronger, the gusts becoming more predictable and controlled.

As Alister continued to practice, the scents around him shifted and changed, reflecting the turmoil of the wind. The air was filled with the sharp smell of ozone, the tangy scent of sea spray, and the earthy smell of damp soil. The wildflowers seemed to bloom and wither in the space of a heartbeat, their sweet fragrance wafting through the air like a ghostly presence.

Jade’s eyes gleamed with pride as she watched Alister master the wind. “You’re doing it, Alister,” she said, her voice filled with encouragement. “Just remember to stay focused and keep practicing. You’ll be controlling the wind like a pro in no time.”

As Alister continued to practice, he began to feel a creeping sense of unease. The wind was growing stronger, the gusts becoming more turbulent and unpredictable. The scents around him were changing, the sweet fragrance of the wildflowers giving way to the sharp, acrid smell of ozone.

Alister’s eyes narrowed, his focus wavering as he struggled to maintain control. The wind was like a living thing, writhing and twisting in his grasp. He could feel his manna surging, the energy coursing through his veins like liquid fire.

Jade’s voice was calm and reassuring, but Alister could sense a hint of concern beneath the surface. “Remember to stay focused, Alister,” she said. “You’re doing great, just keep it up.”

But Alister was slowly losing control. The wind was growing stronger, the gusts becoming more violent and unpredictable. The scents around him were changing, the air filling with the sharp smell of ozone and the acrid tang of smoke.

Alister’s eyes were wide with alarm as he felt his control slipping away. The wind was like a wild animal, bucking and twisting in his grasp. He could feel his manna surging, the energy coursing through his veins like a raging torrent.

And then, in an instant, Alister lost control completely. The wind erupted in a frenzy of movement, the gusts becoming a raging storm that threatened to consume everything in its path. The scents around him were overwhelmed by the acrid smell of ozone and smoke, the air filling with the sharp tang of electricity.

Jade’s voice was lost in the tumult, her words drowned out by the roar of the wind. Alister stumbled backward, his eyes wide with alarm as he felt his manna spiraling out of control. The wind was a living thing, a raging beast that was determined to destroy everything in its path.

But as Alister attempted to stop the spell, the atmosphere began to shift. The magic swirled within him, responding to his will, but it was like trying to tame a wild beast. It bucked and twisted, refusing to be controlled. Alister’s panic grew as he struggled to rein in the magic. His heart racing, his breath coming in short gasps, he stumbled backward, his eyes wide with fear.

The magic, sensing his panic, surged out of control. The air around Alister began to distort, the very fabric of reality seeming to bend and warp. The landscape around him began to disintegrate, sand and rocks flying through the air as if tossed by an invisible hand. The sound of crackling energy filled the air, and the scent of ozone and smoke hung heavy over the beach.

The sky above turned a sickly shade of yellow, as if infected by the chaos below. Dark clouds gathered, their anvil-shaped peaks stretching towards the heavens like giant fists. Lightning flashed, casting eerie silhouettes on the sand. Thunder boomed, shaking the earth beneath their feet.

Tharros and Jade stood their ground, their faces set in determined lines. They yelled at Alister, their voices barely audible over the cacophony of destruction. “Alister, seize control of your manna!” Tharros bellowed. “You’re losing control!”

Jade’s voice was a shrill cry. “Alister, focus! You can do this!” But her words were lost in the tumult as the magic continued to rage out of control.

The wind howled around them, threatening to knock them off their feet. Debris flew through the air, striking the sand and sending it swirling. The sound of crashing waves grew louder, as if the ocean itself was rising up to reclaim the land. The air was filled with the cries of seagulls, their wings beating wildly as they fled the destruction.

In a burst of blue light, a beam of energy erupted from Alister’s body, shooting into the sky like a celestial arrow. The beam was so intense that it could be seen for miles, a blazing column of light that seemed to pierce the very heavens. The air around the beam shimmered and distorted, as if reality itself was being warped and twisted.

Alister stood at the center of the maelstrom, his eyes blazing with an intense blue glow. He was a statue, frozen in place, his magic raging out of control. Tharros and Jade could only watch in horror, their voices lost in the tumult as they struggled to find a way to stop Alister’s magic before it was too late.

The beach around them was a scene of utter devastation. Palm trees lay uprooted, their trunks snapped like twigs. The sand was scorched and blackened, as if it had been seared by some unseen force. The air was thick with the acrid scent of smoke and ozone, and the sound of crackling energy filled the air.

As the magic continued to rage out of control, the destruction only grew more intense. The beam of energy shot higher and higher into the sky, its intensity growing with each passing moment. The air around Alister began to distort and ripple, as if reality itself was being warped and twisted.

Tharros and Jade stumbled backward, their eyes fixed on Alister in horror. They knew that they had to stop him, but they had no idea how. The magic was too powerful, too intense. It was like nothing they had ever seen before.

“Alister, stop!” Tharros yelled, his voice barely audible over the cacophony of destruction. “You’re going to destroy everything!”

But Alister didn’t respond. He was lost in the magic, consumed by its power and intensity. He was a vessel, a conduit for the raw energy of the universe. And he was completely and utterly out of control.

As the magic continued to rage on, the destruction grew more and more intense. The beach was a scene of utter devastation, the sand scorched and blackened, the palm trees uprooted and snapped. The air was thick with the acrid scent of smoke and ozone, and the sound of crackling energy filled the air.

And at the center of it all, Alister stood frozen, his eyes blazing with an intense blue glow. He was a statue, a monument to the raw power of the universe. And he was completely and utterly out of control.

Alister’s expression turned cautious, his awareness kicking in. He was confused, his eyes scanning the destruction around him as if searching for answers. “What’s going on?” he yelled, his voice hoarse from the strain of the magic. The sound of his voice was like a crack of thunder, shaking the air around him.

Tharros took a step forward, his hands raised in a calming gesture. “Alister, calm down! Take a deep breath!” But Alister was beyond reason. He was perplexed, his thoughts scattered like leaves in a hurricane. “What’s happening to me?” he yelled, his eyes filled with worry. The scent of ozone and smoke hung heavy in the air, mingling with the sweet scent of blooming wildflowers.

Jade’s voice was low and urgent as she explained the situation to Tharros. “His body is emitting a dangerously high amount of manna. If we don’t do something, it could destroy everything around us!” The air around them seemed to vibrate with tension, the magic emanating from Alister’s body like a palpable force.

Tharros’s face was grim. “What do we do?” he asked, his voice low and urgent. Jade’s expression was tense. “We have two options: either knock him unconscious or suppress the manna. But we can’t get close enough to him to do either.” Tharros’s eyes narrowed. “Then we have no choice. We have to suppress the manna.”

Jade nodded, her iris turning a deep shade of green. The color was like a bright, glowing emerald, shining brightly in the sunlight. “Stand back, Tharros,” she warned, her voice low and deadly. Tharros took a step back, his eyes fixed on Jade in awe.

With a sudden burst of speed, Jade ran towards Alister, her hair swirling in the wind, taking a mighty leap into the air. Her body began to shift and contort, her limbs elongating and morphing into something new. Her skin turned a deep, glossy black, like the sheen on a raven’s wing. Her hair grew longer and wilder, like a mane of black silk.

In a loud roar, she transformed into a magnificent black dragon, its scales glinting like polished obsidian in the sunlight. The dragon's wingspan was enormous, casting a shadow over the surrounding landscape like a dark, living umbrella. Its eyes glowed like embers, burning brightly with an inner fire.

The dragon circled the beam of energy, its growling sound like thunder in the air. The ground shook beneath its feet as it moved, the sound of its claws scraping against the stone like a razor-sharp knife. Then, with a sudden snap of its jaws, the dragon opened Its mouth, revealing rows of razor-sharp fangs.

The light from the beam began to dissipate, breaking down into tiny blue particles that flew towards the dragon’s mouth like moths to a flame. The dragon’s eyes glowed brighter as it absorbed the energy, its body beginning to glow with a soft, blue light.

Tharros looked up at the dragon, his eyes wide with amazement. “Jade, you’re…you’re incredible!” he breathed. The dragon didn’t respond, its focus solely on absorbing the manna from the beam.

As the last of the energy was absorbed, the sky began to clear, the rush of wind dying down. The beam of light faded away, leaving Alister falling to the floor, passed out. The dragon circled once more, its eyes glowing with a fierce inner light, before landing softly beside Alister’s prone form.

With a gentle nudge of its snout, the dragon touched Alister’s forehead, and the young man’s body relaxed, his manna finally under control. Tharros let out a sigh of relief as the dragon transformed back into Jade, her green iris fading back to its normal black.

Jade stood up, her breast bouncing. “He’s going to be okay,” she said, her voice soft with relief. Tharros nodded, his eyes still wide with amazement. “Thanks to you, Jade. I owe you one.” Jade smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “You stupid Devil, now you practically owe me your life. However, right now, let’s just focus on getting Alister back on his feet.”

Meanwhile, in a room shrouded in an inky blackness, the only sound the creaking of a rocking chair as it gently swayed back and forth. The chair was positioned behind a small, empty table, its surface gleaming faintly in the dim light that filtered through the cracks in the walls. The air was heavy with the scent of decay and rot, like something had died in the room and been left to fester.

The walls seemed to press in on the space, making it feel claustrophobic and oppressive. Cobwebs clung to the corners of the room, their delicate threads glistening with tiny droplets of moisture. The floor creaked beneath the rocking chair, the sound echoing through the room like a death knell.

Suddenly, out of the darkness emerged a creature that was not of human nature. Its physical appearance was hidden beneath the shadows, making it impossible to discern any defining features. But its voice was unmistakably masculine, low and gravelly, like the rumble of thunder on a summer day.

“Master, can you sense it?” the creature asked, its voice filled with an air of urgency. “He has returned!”.

A deep, masculine voice responded from the direction of the rocking chair. “I can sense it,” the voice said, its tone low and menacing. “He has returned.” The rocking chair creaked softly as the man leaned forward, his eyes fixed intently on some point beyond the darkness.

The creature standing before him seemed to shudder, as if it felt a chill run down its spine. “Yes, Master,” it replied, its voice barely above a whisper. “I will prepare the way for your return.” The air seemed to grow colder, the shadows deepening and twisting around the creature like living things.

The man's gaze never wavered, his eyes burning with an intense, malevolent energy. “See that you do,” he growled, his voice low and menacing. “I will not be kept waiting.” The scent of brimstone and smoke hung heavy in the air, like the man’s words had summoned a demon from the depths of hell.

As the man spoke, the rocking chair slowly turned, revealing a figure shrouded in shadows. The only feature visible was the man’s eyes, which glowed with an otherworldly red light, like embers from a fire that had burned for centuries. The effect was unnerving, as if the man’s very soul was ablaze with an inner fire.

The rocking chair creaked softly as the man leaned forward, his eyes fixed intently on some point beyond the darkness. The air seemed to grow colder, the shadows deepening and twisting around the man like living things.

“I’m coming for you… Alister!.”