The only hope of survival now seemed to be that ancient ruin made of dark black rock with blue luminous designs. The ruin wasn't well designed I guess the builder was of low intellect. The glowing luminous marble could have been used for more beautiful designs but just used to for abstract lines. Can't expect craft from the people who share their land with grimy hideous abomination which was meal of that pseudo dragon. Then again that dragon was my meal so can't complain too much.
Ripped of considerably large peice of skin, checked the flow of the wind, skimmed the skin to make it clean. The skin was big enough to carry my weight. I was on atop a mound of corpse which happen to be sufficiently talk enough for me to skip to afterlife if some mishap occured while my decent. So carved some peices of flesh as my bounty. And off we go I jumped from that high point. The moment of truth didn't betray me I was able to fly like a griffin. The kid inside me was quite delighted by the scenic veiw and also by the fact that I was flying without wings. For a long time flight has always been a fascination which was mysterious and unattainable at the same time. One can wonder about but can never know as if the barrier of know hows has locked away that action from us. Either they wanted our safety or they were cautious. Cautious from what I don't know but they definitely seemed to be. But this mystery wasn't able to stay mysterious for long time. The powerhouses were the ones who cracked the art of flying first, though it was rephrased as levitation as flying was the word of uncouth. Wind elemental magician were the first to figure out the concept behind it and together with other alchemist. They delivered back to back aids to levitate but that too had a price which was reasonable. The efforts and resources behind it were of huge amount, so asking for money was a reasoning that every one understood. That's why this too ended up becoming entertainment of rich men. This magical aids weren't used for practical uses but instead they were used of recreational activities and a symbol of vanity. The not so blessed many people still dream to fly high in a free sky but even if they gained wings they won't ever become griffin but at best they may end up as a chained pheasant. It is the ill fate of the person subject to destiny's cruelty.
The act of gliding over the wind was a cheap copy of flying but it still carried a significant symbol that if you dare to face a life threatening jeopardy. You will be rewarded as much as the scale of jeopardy. There was still a question remained Was I happy ? Nope, if the price to pay is my fragile life just to imitate some powerhouses and short living fattened up pigs. Sorry pass it up to the person who is more unfortunate than me. But I bet there won't b one. The flight wasn't smooth as the means was more of primitive. Relying only on wind would have landed me in the middle of nowhere. To land near that ruin I had to count on more reliable factor. As an alternative for this what could be more reliable than the mystic force which conjured itself from nothing just to sustain my sorry life. It was decided after much of thinking that I should use vital force as a propelling fuel. This task is impossible just how quick would I have to master force control. It is impossible others take years some take decades to even glimpse at the force control. The fastest one who could do it was The Chancellor, his life story is ambiguous but his achievements are not. For many field he is progenitor and founding father and force control is among them. Records has it, it took him ten seconds to create it out of nothing. Prior to this, the old folks used meridians for any kind of mystic force which fell shorts in case of many forces hampering the growth itself. Using meridians was tailored way for martial artist, who used martial arts so many powerful figures had to change their path after reaching peak. If hampered their mystic forces more therefore due to this advantage marital artist were of more significance than others. Before the founding of The Regalis it was martial era but to this their were exceptions magicians and holy warriors were different as their entire system and workings are different. The Chancellor felt the necessity of a much more efficient way but we won't mention the fact that he was sick of learning acupoints which he eventually learnt. This lead to a ten second creation of force control so to summarise a lazy genius brought revolution. This method was later officiated later when the Regalis was founded till then it was monopolised by the creator himself. But their was a point to be mentioned that the concept of force control after third awakening dilutes itself down to crude mechanism of Unimpended. Which means the one which cannot be hindered in the name of control. As to why because after third awakening the then pellet core tranforms into vessel. As the harnessed force reconstructs the body to bear greater force which is an upper grade force. This force is so powerful that the grains are used when fighting. If more are used then it way explode the very vessel itself. Greater force has constituency as same as of air, resulting in harder control so that's why it dilutes down to Unimpended as even if the grains of air collide among themselves it results in catastrophe.
I am very fan of getting stranded so I performed inner inspection and I could hear a rhythm. Involuntarily my breathing tempo matched it and when I came to my sense I was using force control in a unique way. As I was able to use it via meridian and force veins too which resulted in to something monstrous. Even though there was a dual path, the control was scarily precise. Never knew I too was genius, the boy who faces predicament and the boy who don't has a stark diffrence between them. Which is the boy who don't face predicament, even if overcomes one he will be over the moon and will get wiped by the next. On the other hand the boy who faces predicament on daily basis forgets to gloat on ephermal glory and learn expect another one and stays on guard. Instead of being happy taking control of the crude flight mechanism was of important. Due to dual path the output increased and which enabled me to not only use it as propelling fuel but also for levitation stability by smoothing out the imbalance in structure and negating excessive external force. This not only increased control but also the comfort substantially. The journey mid air was smooth was something I expected. But have I ever met my expectations the answer is never. As I was nearing the ruin the fate face slapped me with a vortex of air near the empty canyon. This tested my new found dual path control. That's why I never celebrate even if the maker rewarded once in its correspondence they will throw something random but relevant to the situation obstacle. Can't deviate from the setting I guess. The fast thinking clutched in once again, the skin which was held by me like parasol was bought near me while in mid flight this reduced area which will get affected be blades of wind. Yes as usual it wasn't normal vortex but it was accompanied with Thunder too. I don't have an slightest idea if I could survive an otherworldly thunder but can't do anything about it so just swim with the flow I mean fly with the storm. Approaching the storm it was smart move to cover myself with skin. If someone saw us from ground he will definitely mistake me for an asteroid. Even here I won't be blessed with resemblance with star. Can't hide the ugly luck mid air too. The ball of skin was circled round and round enough to activate my gag reflex and thankfully threw me along the direction I was intended to fly. I went
Woooooooooosh , Thuddd
The impact was so bad it knocked me unconscious so I went to sleep what else can a sorry self like me can do but sleep.