Humans were strange creatures, Seath was on this strange new place for at least two months now, and he din't believe in how slow the process of convertion was, he expected to be able to produce a cult of even that some of the people in the cells would be aroused by the power demonstrated against one of their strongest, the Paladin Almeida and the sight of one of their own, Yara, transformed into a being of strength, however, days later, none of those in the cells demonstrated any interest on servitude, maybe the message was't that clear?, maybe his words to Almeida were to teatral?, he would love to understand more how to manipulate humans, as Gwyn and Izalith did on their lives, but he certainly was't liking his own results; He expended weeks making Yara think that she was more them a test subject, making her believe that she was the first of her kind, she truly believed that all the woman that disappeared before her were not used in any way, she truly believed that Seath knew how to dose the mutagenics on her body to her not become another Pisaca, even to, the results of the experiment turned Yara a little deranged, she took her husband as by promised, one small subject as him would not make that much of a difference on the long run, but Seath was holding this plan by one string, he would make the 'Ceremony', since this always holded much significance to humans, but if this does't convert anyone else, he would have to think in another way to gain ground on this new lands in a self sustainable way, of course, he could lead them by pure strength and slavery, but this would be very time-consuming and take him out of his research, and he din't want that, even more that he knew that sooner or later, the Council would send troops, once they located the archives and maybe even a siege would begin and put his crystal at risk,at least from all of this, he got three good news, even if not perfect, the three Pisacas that were separated before had giving birth, one in the presence of Yara, what it was good to construct even more his 'godly persona' to motivate her loyalty and to her create the narrative that would guide other humans to follow him and protect the Archives, the newborn creatures were similar to his Kin, each was different, probably thanks to the mutagenics always taking different genomes on the Pisacas, the first one had a small singular horn growing on his forehead and apparently would have a bone-crown on his head, his scales were brown and his claws similar to white-quartz and two wings, the second one was born some hours later, having two heads, probably thanks to the hydra's sample, having a more blueish scales, din't possessed the legs, but it had a serpentine like body, mostly similar to Seath and four flippers on the side of the body, adapted to live under the water, but, still was not safe to liberate her on the ocean, so she was being maintained on the coast under vigilance of a crystal golem and a Channeler, being feed three times a day to learn to always come back, while a crystal protection is being made on the coast, so she may not get out to the ocean, the last one was born almost dead, Seath had to help it a little break the body of the Pisaca with his nail so it could get out, it had white scales as snow and very small wings, he possessed odd hands, with one having only two fingers and the other having five, his body was almost translucent and on his first moments of life it could not lift his head much above the ground with Seath having to interving to help it feed itself, apparently it is a female, defective but it could still be useful if she would grow to guard the Castle of even his crystal on the depths of the archives, for now, it would be maintained on Seath personal lab, so he could maintain the eye on it, after all, all three of these dragons, were precious assets for the future.

So much to think and so little time, Seath only wished that he had more ways to work the situation, it was tiring for Seath, but he approved the beginning of the subject 'Nilt' transformation, this that would be carried out by his Channelers that already knew the process, while this happened, he took Yara to translate some 'interesting' books that some Channelers found, apparently belonging to a 'mage' of this continent, Seath was curious about the magic of this world, he heard about it, about the magic circles and runes conjured midair to produce the results, but he could not grasp what he could not see, thanks to his little combat with the Paladin, he was capable of analyzing a little more competently the concepts used, but still, something din't enter Seath's head ; 'Why do these humans follow broken gods?', of course, Nito, Gwyn and Izalith were not great examples, even in his insanity,he could remember their bitter ends, but they were tangible, they were there and the humans could see them, could touch their grace, it had meaning have faith in what you can know, in what you can see, but something so immaterial as the 'Great Gods' of the humans of these lands?, for all his prisoners that he gathered, they were dead or had 'ascended' to the next plane of existence, in other words, this gods left these humans and yet, they maintained their faith with those immaterial values, with these beings that for all they knew, might not even hold grasp of this plane energy, or any soul.

Seath could remember his time in Arnor Londor and reflect how much different it was, remember how each of his Channelers came to be and how the humans were so driven to learn all that he had to offer, all the man and woman that served on his Archives were his students, and he was proud of them, a feeling that had grown after getting on this place, but even them, he knew about the imminent danger, and the possibility of destruction of his order, of his students, it was not unlikely to think about it, since Almeida had proven his strength, he had shown how dangerous the humans of this world that held power were and considering the informations given by Yara,there was an even bigger threat, Remedios Custodio, the Hero of this kingdom, for all that he knew, this human probably was in pair with the strength of one of the Four Knights of Gwyn, it would not be an easy opponent and Seath was aware of one more problem, he still dins't had the grasp of his own condition, he permitted Almeida to attack him with all that he got, no injuries were made on his immortal body, but he could feel the pain of the attacks tearing his scaless body and them seeing that no injury was made, the Crystal was working on a different manner them he could remember and this might be and issue, he could not risk go to the frontlines of this battle and end up dying or letting the crystal unprotected.

The might dragon stood on the inner depths of his archives, looking at the Moonlight Butterflies and his Crystal Golems, creating life never was a problem, but he always had time and more resources that could be demanded from Arnor Londor, but now, he was alone, all that he had were this archives and all beings in it, and he would have to use all in his power to grant that the crystal would be safe, the most of each being, including the prisoners, he still hoped that they could serve willingly, has a self-sustainable force, maybe even create a city around the archives, but if this was not a possibility, he would find another way.

Seath stood looking at his crystal, meditating, putting his thoughts in place and for the first time in memory, Seath feel into his dreams, sleeping that night.

Author Notes :

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