Imperia They'll call our crimes a work of art

Imperia had made up their mind. They would give life to the stone, and raise it as their own. They would teach it to fight, to show no mercy, to kill. And if they refused to...They'd ignore the child. Let it live on its own; it would be of no use to them. They may have to stay away from fighting for a bit, especially while training. Eventually they'd have both of them work together to fight.

But first, they had to give life to the stone. They set it down, along one of the walls of Orion. Hopefully no one would come across it and do anything to it. Imperia would guard it for a bit, but would likely eventually be away from it for some time. They had fights to do, after all! They couldn't guard it until it hatched, it would take too long!

Imperia bent down until they were closer to the gem. They then begin to tap into their magic, hoping to draw it out and into the stone, to give it life.

"Listen to me."

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Imperia They'll call our crimes a work of art

While casting their spell, Imperia pressed their nose against the gem. Almost immediately, a light seemed to spread from her and into the stone. The gem seemed to glow with light, with life. One day it would grow into a creature, one that wouldn't be too different from themselves. They stared at the stone for a while, eyes narrowed.

"Grow, gem. Grow and be strong. One day, you will walk alongside me. You will fight alongside me." With that said, the caracal lifted their head and began to back away. They watched for a moment more, before looking around, trying to memorize the exact location so they could find it again. And, once that was done, they began to walk away. Where to, they didn't know. They'd find somewhere to go, others to meet, others to fight. Maybe they'd even find someone else to kill. For now, they would just walk to no particular place.

-exit Imperia-

"Listen to me."

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