100. Trial start


    <span style="font-weight:400">Soon enough Tomoka’s body got covered in sticky webbing infused with natural energy. This energy began sufusing into her body starting slowly. At the beginning it felt like tingling on her skin, next she felt it grow warm. The warmth sipped into her muscles as it grew more intense. Through all this Tomoka kept track of her body’s condition through the use of her chakra.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Well this looks incredible’ Through her chakra sensing Tomoka discovered that her cells were devouring the natural energy greedily causing them to divide at an absurde rate. What was even more impressive was how her cells were fighting and devouring each other.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As the heat grew, pain soon followed. It felt like being bathed in boiling hot acid. Through her chakra Tomoka realized that her body was melting in a sense. Her Skin was peeling off her muscles as it became some kind of goo.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This goo being made up of her still living skin cells that continued to participate in a mad free for all. With each division with each generation she could perceive how her cells changed. Some became more efficient at absorbing the abundant natural energy while others produced ever increasing quantities of chakra.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Soon enough her muscles joined this process, melting into goo as well. Following them her organs melted into goo. At this point the pain was too raw for even Tomoka’s fortress of a mind to handle. The pain wasn’t only physical as she wondered how she could feel anything at all from her nerves but also spiritual as the natural energy assaulted her mind and soul.


    <span style="font-weight:400">[Oi! What is going on out there!?] Kurama for his part was suddenly woken up by the massive earthquake that assaulted Tomoka’s mindscape.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Hopefully… something… good’ Tomoka was having a hard time thinking at this point. She could feel and even understand the will of nature from which came the very energy that assaulted her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Like whispers the will of the energy she wanted to make her own assaulted her mind with unsesant vigor. However, she wouldn’t falter, she had seen and experienced far worse in the confines of her own mind. It had been but a single second, a second of her buried and sealed memories from her time in the chaos of time and space. That second had almost driven her insane.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As Tomoka’s consciousness retreated inside her mind and further inside her library the assault continued. Everything was growing darker as her mind was being driven to its limits until she saw no more and felt no more.


    <span style="font-weight:400">In a ce of absolute darkness Tomoka realized she was back to the ce she had met with Oditomnia. This ce could be said to be the deepest ce within herself that her mind could ess. The ce where her conscious and unconscious mind met.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Being in this ce felt as if she was inside a dream, the sensation of having her mind being groggy and floaty was disorienting to say the least. As Tomoka tried to organize her thoughts she saw a drop made of light falling from the infinite dark above. Soon enough it collided with the floor.


    <span style="font-weight:400">In an instant the light spread all around the infinite dark, turning it into a ce of infinite light. The light was blinding to say the least and yet it did not bother Tomoka’s eyes. This whole experience was bizzare to say the least and yet it wasn’t over.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As if the waves of the drop of light weren’t done yet the rippling continued and grew as a figure d in white garbs stepped out of the seemingly fluid floor. Her body shape, height and all else resembled Tomoka. However, there were some things that could never be ignored.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The figure moved with an uncanny level of poise. Each movement fluid and refined to the point it caused awe on those thatid their eyes on her. Her loose white robes covered every inch of her figure except for her face, hands and feet. A hoodid on top of her head covering most of her perfectly white hair. For a matter of fact, even her perfect eyeshes and eye brows were of the same perfect white.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So we finally met…” The voice sounded ethereal, like the whispers of a siren to all those unsuspecting sailors. As she spoke her eyelids trembled softly as they moved to reveal a pair of pink orbs with five pupils each.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Myself” A soft almost nonexistent smile adorned her face.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘What the fuck did I just get myself into’