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As the energy coursed through my body, stripping away barriers within my mind that I was barely aware of before reaching the apex of my abilities, I let my axe drop to the ground. Raising my head to the sky, I exulted in the power which flowed through my limbs... but I knew, in my heart, that it still wasn't enough.

Thus, though I might wish it otherwise, I was forced by my own nature to begin the search, as I had in past years. Using the talents that I had not lost upon coming to this plane, I looked for one strong of mind and body... yet weak of soul.

The search was longer this time and required sacrifices. Those I paid in pain and the blood of this body that I would be abandoning. Refocusing my will and training upon the mind was painful and would cost me a wing, but the results were enough to justify the costs. A young, fresh body, with untapped potential--not of my current species, but that had not mattered to me since the loss of Miena. But that is another story...

The young drow that I took scarcely struggled--in a realm with beings as powerful as existed here and now if you were not striving to reach the pinnacle you might as well lie down and die. And so he would... but I live, and through me his flesh survives, perhaps to one day know the glory of reaching the apex. To shudder as power courses through the base matter and know for a moment what it must feel like to be a god.

I am weak now, the mind as yet untrained, the flesh still to be hardened; yet that will change and so shall I, but at the core, I am eternal...