Clubbing With Prankenstein

The world was a blur, my skin was being peeled so far back by the number of G-forces we were subjected to that I didn't know if I was smiling or if I looked like a rabid dog with their jowls flapping in the wind.

Either way, the experience of zipping through the air and through the floors at seemingly warp speed was both exhilarating and completely frightening.

Worse, our speed upwards in the recently advanced Prankenstein that was now at Tier 7 for Acceleration and Speed was going so quickly that I could feel the slightest of shifts in direction causing intense stress fractures.

Also, the speed made it so that the large mile long and half as thick branches of the great tree Yggdraspirit seemed to almost appear and fall from the heavens, much in the same was cars and other obstacles would in that frogicidal game that the kids always played.

Dodge left.

Groan.

Jog right.

More groans.

That was it, that was what was happening.

Oddly enough, as the ship's creator and person responsible for it getting its name, I could tell that these were the okay groans. Like the ones your knees give you when you are beginning to get old, where you think it is too much but you can still get up and walk.

It is those later groans…

GROO-OANN!

The groans like that one that tell you, you might be doing something wrong, and to be ready to call the hospital, or maybe in this case Quadruple A. They make service calls to Spirit Towers, right?

Yeah, probably not. Especially as I am fairly certain that we are the group that is the highest up the tower, though I don't quite know what floor we are on currently.

Blur.

Blur.

That was both the system notification and the slight changes in color pigments that let me mentally understand that we have broken through another set of floors.

Perhaps broken is not the best choice of words in this case, particularly as we seem to be coming to a giant impasse.

And by Impasse I mean that the branches of the next floor above have been seemingly linked together in a form of suspension bridge that goes out and hosts hundreds of life forms.

Oh, that's kind of cool.

No wait, focus, as there aren't any real gaps.

Which means.

Yes, we are going to die.

No wait, focus, you can Teleport Cass.

No, that still won't be enough as I'll lose my beautiful ship. Well the ship and the passengers.

So plan B it is. As in B one with Magic and rip a giant hole into reality that we then crawl through, and appear at the other side.

Nope, there is a slight resistance of some kind, almost like the giant tree doesn't want people to Teleport through its magical bark for whatever reason.

So, alter the plans. Since Teleportation magic is a no go, where we would just casually hop from point to point, we instead create a fold in space and then puncture through the fold.

The difference between the two acts, physically moving your entire body, well an entire speeding ship from one location to another, and folding space around it might seem remarkably similar, but they aren't. To put it in perspective one would be the equivalent of swimming through a crashing wave. While the other would be the equivalent to generating your own wave going in the exact direction you want to go, and riding said wave to the direction and place you want.

Why the distinction and change in plans? Well, the vastly magical tree Yggdraspirit is designed to stop individual swimmers from trying to push their way through the magical membrane of the tree. Whereas it will allow magical currents and other forms of energy to pass through. As such, with this new space folding spell, we are merely mirroring a magical wave, versus being a magical object, simple right?

Focus.

Danger Sense tingling.

Yep, now that I have the solution, all I need to do is apply it before it is too late.

First we focus on creating the energy wave, one that will be able to oscillate its way through the natural magical defenses of Yggdraspirit. Then focus on creating a sympathetic wave on the other side of the branch we are about to be pancaked into.

Finally, changing our own frequency to that of our artificially created wave.

Then, link it all together by a pulse of Spatial Magic, and activate.

WHOOOSH!

Flicker, flash!

There is a moment, one pure second when my world goes from black and white with magical flecks to full on color.

For a second we are flying, and I feel like we are floating through the aurora borealis at the northern end of the world. In that second, I see everything, as if my eyes are no longer blind, and I once again remember what it was like to be able to actually see the wonders of the world around me. My mind soaks up everything, seemingly slowing down time as if even my mind realizes how rare of a moment this is.

I turn to see Maranda there, even she has a look of awe and wonder on her face as she stares at me.

Then in the next moment, I feel a lurch as the second part of my spell kicks in and pulls us through the other opening I created.

WHOOSH!

No more color, well no colors not created by magic.

For a moment the world is filled with a lot of dark spaces that are lost, and I feel momentarily saddened by the loss of sight again.

Wooom!

Then with that realization, my sudden joy that I had felt and kept going was stopped, as the energy I had been pushing and pumping through my QiMO machine suddenly dissipated, and I feel our vessel quickly decelerate, and instead just rely on the coasting effect of our previous speeds.

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