It sounds like something out of a novel or a video game. It seems a bit too 'Hollywood'. However, I would like to share something about myself that I believe to be true.
I am not of this world. When I say this, I mean I literally am not from 'here'. I come from another dimension entirely. This all is sounding like characteristic 'teen angst', however I honestly believe that I am a vampire from another world. I became a vampire originally by basically using too much dark magic, specifically techniques that 'drain' or absorb energy from others and things. I became a different being entirely- a sort of super-human that could bend time, alter my appearance, etc. While I was defeated in that world eventually and spliced into this dimension, my ability to take from the world still remains. I have narrowly escaped death a few times in my life because I took into myself energy that I did not need. I am not like some of you whom actually 'require' various forms of sustenance such as sanguinary or pranic feeding. I take because I want to. I also take because my body suffers from a metabolic condition that affects my heart and muscles, making them weaker than normal.
During periods of which I spend a large amount of my time meditating, taking the energy, etc I find myself more 'powerful' than I normally achieve. With my power, I can essentially negate the effects of my condition through the power of the spirit. It is almost as though my body really is dead and I animate my form purely with my spirit.
What do you all think of this?
Over time, I find myself developing a 'taste' for the pranic energies. My body and even my spirit grow accustomed to this 'heightened' state of entity and wish to keep it at all costs.
Blood to me, is always divine, however I have and will go towards more of an energy or elemental feed because it is difficult to convince people I am what I am and have them take me seriously.
I believe the term ~macabre~ is called being "self aware." Well done, indeed.
yes, it is such the struggle to become aware of the self. Its now a matter of what you do with it, that makes you into who you are to become.
That you have found the meaning in Nosce Te Ipsum. Try something a tad bit more difficult:
"I have become through becoming became" but that is not for now. Enjoy your victory over the idea of yourself, it will forge your journey if you find strength in it. Just dont lose to the ego.
I don't find it so much of an "ego trip", more of a spiritual journey while my soul is still guarded by this flesh vessel called a body.
You're right, this does sound like something out of a novel (or more acurately a comic book) or video game...very b-rated hollywood indeed. If I were someone who found a persons delusions entertaining, perhaps this would laughable.
Well, they do say that one mans fun is anothers hell... Might as well enjoy the ride.
One thing I would like to mention is a perspective that through sorcery, one does not obtain any qualities but what trickers through a psychosis that makes the mind to believe a change has taken place. A magic(k)al placebo if you will.
Sure there is such a thing as being self aware. But to make up an excuse that gaining self awareness through a ritual or something along those lines, is to manipulate the mind for what reason? Then to gloat about it on a website of all places... What gives? Do you think yourself special in anyway, shape or form?
I may have used a bit of dark sarcasm in my last posts, but to get straight to the point. Go head and trick your mind into thinking what ever the hell you want. As long as it gives you a self confidence or self worth, the more power to you.
In the end, it is all purely psychological. Just don't think that everyone is going to take your testimony and not disect it, and reason it into some sort of melodramatic entry that would support your "transformation" or what ever you wish to call it.
Hell, I was self aware as a child, but this does not mean I need to dilude my mind into thinking that a ritual will clarify my awareness, or prove to myself that I have certain qualities about myself.
In the end, I simply think this thread is here for the sake of gloating about something that may belong as a journal entry, or a try at gaining respect or recognition from your peers. More power to you, for which ever reason you chose to post this thread in the first place.
what is not said here, is more telling then what is said.
As it is, it appears that someone is skimming a stone over a pond of metaphysical jargon.
Thank you for your comments everyone.
I posted this thread to get the opinions of the members, and I have succeeded.
In perhaps past, I may have put any criticism of me on blast like some Creon when his authority is being challenged in the play of 'Antigone', however I am beyond the need to do so now because I quite frankly do not care if the rest of the world thinks I'm a lunatic for what I believe.
When you were defeated and spliced into this dimension was part of your punishment being given parents and sent to high school? If so, are the people with whom you live also miscreants from another dimension, or are they merely human with memories erased and with no knowledge of the changeling in their midst? Lastly, is there no chance of your ever returning to whence you came?
Actually you really do care what others think of your tale.. you really do.. you exercise the telling, you prepared your script, and you posted it in forum.. you then ask.. "what do you think? "
What you have presented so far is not fit for a Readers Digest, even as fiction. It would be better to present it as fiction, and and imply that it is non-fiction, at least it would engage the reader.. as I stated in my last post.. it is what you don't say that says Tall Tale, then what you do say.
I can agree with you Dabbler. This doesnt really sound real. It does sound like it was taken out of a script from a movie or is better suited as a new book for a Twilight book.
BloodMother, everything about this existence is a form of punishment. I was a wicked thing. I have managed to make basic contact with my world through astral projection. Perhaps one day soon I will be able to make my triumphant return.
When the Alarm Clock sounds.. you will find it is just a dream..
Maybe I've unplugged the alarm clock, or perhaps there isn't one at all.
Sorry kid but you need to stop spending so much in dreamland and more time on your homework.
Even if "I-F" I subscribed to such "possibilities" I would discard yours in the first sorting.
What astounds me is that I remember a VR where people were respectful of each other's beliefs. Looks like that VR is long gone.
This is the first time on this website where I feel like I have been attacked, and I've been here off and on for about four years.
What about the other part of my question, re your human parents? Are they from the same dimension?
Oh by respect you mean astonishment.. reverance.. what is the purpose of this thread?
You asked what people think. I think you are full of it.. your attempting to pass a fantastical thread.. with a transparent Tale.
I call them as I see them. You have been itching to post "people think I am a lunitic.." and "respect my beliefs.." when in fact you have a sadly lacking conviction.
Indeed I did ask what people thought of all this.
I have a question to those who disagree with me, why perpetuate a thread's life if you care not for the content? Hell, you didn't even have to respond in the first place.
Your stretching the envelope.. your whole gig is hollow. answer this. What was the purpose of this thread?
I wanted to see what people thought of the vampire who comes into being by sorcery.
I used myself and what I spiritually believe as an example.
Not a belief.. you are convinced.. so fill in the gaps, or is it your intent to mouse around with 20 questions.. and make it up as you go along?
I will begin with a quick overview of who I was before I became a vampire.
I was orphaned at age 5 during the reign of King Elim VII. The year was 402 in the Second Era. I peddled mediocre potteries and trinkets for spare coin. I lived in the local swamp regions in a hut that was about the size of two standard-sized bathroom stalls. I was underfed and I barely made $10 a week on the sales of my wares. Ate age 7 I was taken in by a transmuter wizard who took pity on me. I helped him run the shop he owned, and I lived with him. At age 11, I began to take basically lessons in magic from him. I learned trasmutation first, or the act of changing one thing into another, but I gradually worked my way up so I could cast 3rd degree magical spells and use 2nd degree ritualums to satisfactory standard. I was a young apprentice. I became quite skilled with my spells, so much that my master suggested I try out for what I can describe as a 'Sorcerer's Contest', which is a sort of tournament that my world hold every two years. I entered when I was twelve, and I lost four matches. I came in 7th.
The defeat hurt. I was disappointed in myself. However one night (and will sound very cliche), I found a book of Basic Dark Magic hidden on a shelf that my Master did not want me to see obviously. He belonged to the Wizard Society, a sort of quasi-religious authority on what was and wasn't good to practice in the throes of magical working. Dark and Black magic are things that are outlawed because they are too powerful for one, and for two, they corrupt the hell out of the sorcerer or sorceress who uses them. When I say corrupt, I don't just mean in the mind and spirit; oh no. I am talking the paling of the skin to a shade lighter than white and the hair darkening to a tone blacker than black. The veins of the user eventually go black as well, as the blood becomes literally charred by the evil that they have used and invoked.
Anyways, I studied the book in secret and when I was 14, I re-entered the 'Sorcerer's Contest'. I had been able to command up to 5th degree spells and 4th degree ritualums, an impressive feat. I at that point would have been considered to be 'gifted' in magic in my life. Anyway, I won three battles in my Junior Division, which was youths from 11-16 in terms of age range. I came to my forth duel, and it was almost unreal in how I was facing down Felstus, my opponent that defeated me two years ago.
We exchanged a flurry of 'standard' sorcerous attacks- fireballs, lightning, wind attacks, the usual deal, but he pulled an earth spike on me, which is when the ground suddenly fills with stalagmites that are razor sharp and quite possibly will gore your opponent. I was pierced through my liver and right kidney. The crowd booed him for this because only in the Adult Division and specifically, only in what this world would consider to be a 'death match'; only in Execution Matches could you ever kill your opponent. Through force of will, I staggered slowly towards Felstus and I initiated Lesser Drain on him as I barely scraped his face.
The thing about dark magic is that it works best when you are in dire straits. The reason for this is, one can fully give into the fury when they are going to die better than when they are fully rested and not threatened. I drained the fuck out of him and nearly erased his face with my attack. Alsud, the master of Felstus had to use an attack that resembled a lightning bolt but made of frost or ice upon me to stop the attack. I was in a state of complete and utter mania. I loved every minute of that attack, from the murky purplish black glow emitting from my hand to the rush of life force coursing through me and healing my wounds.
I just had my first 'hit' of a really nice narcotic.
When I came to, my master through me out for using the 'forbidden' power. I didn't need him anymore anyways. He was weighing me down, when I think back on it.
So I was poor again, and I went back to the grungy old hut I lived in before in the swamps to find that an old hag and her sprotdog, which is a sort of two-legged bloated toad thing that acts as a familiar or sorcerous assistant to the hag had taken up residence.
"You're out of luck, boy!" the withered and grotesque hag snarked. "Don't you even think about using that magish power...... you'll find that your limbs will fall off!" The hag cackled incessantly for about five minutes until I sent forth a Dark Dagger, which is a conjurable dagger made out of ether and moonsilver, a type of limited element in my world. She used I think it was Minor Dark Shielding to deflect it, but what she failed to realize was, that that was actually a representation of the last spell in the Beginning Dark Magic book called Decoy. The real dagger sliced throuh her throat diagonally and landed smack-dab into the center of the head of the sprotdog.
I played Dungeons and dragons, I was even a DM, and what you post here, is a fine example of character presentation. As involved as it is, it is a fabrication. creative though, far better then the blurb at the beginning of the post.
. . . . Anyways, I sort of go through a lot of random battles and such. Eventually my skin turns whiter than white and my hair blacker than black. I end up stealing a vial of vampire elder blood when I was 21, and performed a ritualum that enabled me to take on the power of a vampire. I then terrorized the land for the better part of 2500 years, sometimes going over to the other major part of my world, Demetrias for the occasional massacre of a village or ten.
I've been to this world only once, and spend 500 years here. In total, I am 3000 years old.
Grand story line, if it is not a Para-write of some sci-fi story.. This is my last post..
Before this thread is closed I wish to respond to what I think. I seem to recall some of this in a Harry Potter movie I took my son to see.
Naturally I can't say you are full of bs. I am only 34 years old and have only lived in this world. I can't disprove a word you write here. With that said I would lock you in a padded cell if you where my child. You are either begging for attention or delusional to try and convince anyone of this story. You can't prove it nor can you in reality truthfully expect any rational person to believe it. It is far past what one would consider possible.
before this thread is closed hmm i do have a few valid questions....
In regards to your statements of recollection -
1 do you have the ability to produce the same magicks here?
2) do you remember the spell mechanics that you had to memorize and thus achieve these miraculous results
3) do you remember the astrological make up of the world that this was on so you can find where it is, or should be in the celestial spheres?
without the spells and seals for the gates then you have nothing on which to base this notion other then delusion and vivid dreams
I have just stumbled across this...
I did notice that they paid you in Dollars in your other dimension...or was it world, is that just a coincidence?
Interesting what you have written, probably best kept for your journal.
i believe in some outlandish shit but wow... this really takes the peverbial cake... damn n plausible isnt close to the right word...
Very interesting story. And while I won't say I believe it is truth, I will accept that there is a slim possibility that it is true as it's wrong to say somebodies belief is wrong unless it can be proven wrong, which is impossible unless you have experienced everything that person has, which again is impossible. And you do have a point that this place is currently full of those who will disregard many things as false right away just because of how made-up it sounds. Whether it's true or not I'd make a book out of your life in this other dimension, might sell well.
well hope my english is enough to express my opinion on this, amm what i think is that each of us has and lives in its own world and everyone should respect all people and their beliefs, even your story sounds a kid big imagination at first view , i can try to understand that maybe you feel your spirit came from somewhere else ,wich thing is not crazy if we are energy we can come from outspace who knows im not who to say have no idea, and it depending on where or how you spend the time learning or experimenting with your energies
meditation and so maybe you feel great changes or discover things of yourself making you feel them your own way , im not going to discuss how, thats your business, but if you wanna be understood i think you should try to express in a more understandable way to people so they can open their mind to you and understand what you mean , cause said like that sounds really fantastic imagination thing, with all my respects on how you express.
greetings to all
Does anyone else read forum threads from the bottom up - backwards? It's something I enjoy on vr.
I like your story, Macabre. You need a turning point, the hero needs to learn something about himself, magick and humanity. 3500 years should yield wisdom. To gain that wisdom, I'd think there would be gender fluctuations, too. That could be fun, especially if there were periods of no control.
The delusions of one person is insanity, delusions by a few a cult, and by many a religion.
Why is it every one has all these hard and fast beliefs?
I do not pretend to understand exactly what it is or what goes on.I do not think it is a matter for "mortals", mathematically there is now some good evidence we are under the influence of "super beings" call them what you will...deamons., gods...who knows.
There is also well documented evidence that some have abilities to tap into these energies or entities.
All I know is that some very wierd supernatural stuff does occur and despite my best efforts using years of science and research I remain largely in the dark.
Why did the lights blow and alarm go off when I saw a nuclear physacist and white which for some help? i have no idea and she admits it is all guess work albeit educated guess work.i am sorry if this does not help. kind regards.TFS.
You saw a nuclear physicist and witch?
Now this is just getting a little.......
I have to ask why?
The ban, imagine the challenge to an individual who seeks to be "far-out" for what ever motive would have on a site such as VR.
I am sure he posted this in his journal, and felt ignored, so now he presents it in forum.. under pretense of discussion.. when what he really wants is have people astonished at his claim, or to raz him.. after all negative feedback brings out the sympathetic coddlers, though in this particular case.. ??
Hey dab, didn't you say your other post was your last one? hehe. Any ways no matter the reason behind the post, and only macabre knows that so assuming what the reason is, is just rude, it's still a well written story no matter if it's truth or fiction.
It is oneupmanship. He should call it what it is, and subject it to literary critic.
I often find it difficult to understand such people, partly because it does little to credit the impression that they give to other people.
It's not a bad story.....lol
However I may change the words of this persons story and tell it to my children...they may find it more believable than me!
Amopng the persons peers it may be received differently, maybe not believed, but it the author may feel it baffles their peers. This boost the compromised esteem that is so often evident in individuals who fabricate elaborate alter egos.
His story could seem convincing if he did his research... If he were self aware and had turned into a vampire during a ritual, and did have memories from that life from 402, I call into question here.
1. You would not have named money into $10. You would have named the change into which ever coin was in that part of the world, culture wise as a set standard for either copper, pence, etc for which every nation you came from.
2. You would know the natural name for a transmuter which is an "alchemist" as this is what they were called in the Authurian era, which was around 300 or 400 A.D, may have been 500.
3. Wizardry did not come in degrees, since the study was not a huge thing back then. But rather simple lessons learned by philosophy and personal experience. Such was the way of the alchemist in that era.
4. You make references to something out of a D&D guide, or Harry Potter movies such as "junior division", and "lesser drain" which is a direct spell from AD&D.
5. the proper term for ritual was never ritualum, to me, this sounded as though you were trying you best to come up with a decent latin term for it.
6. You seem to be quoting directly from a book at that last post:
""You're out of luck, boy!" the withered and grotesque hag snarked. "Don't you even think about using that magish power...... you'll find that your limbs will fall off!" The hag cackled incessantly for about five minutes until I sent forth a Dark Dagger, which is a conjurable dagger made out of ether and moonsilver, a type of limited element in my world. She used I think it was Minor Dark Shielding to deflect it, but what she failed to realize was, that that was actually a representation of the last spell in the Beginning Dark Magic book called Decoy. The real dagger sliced throuh her throat diagonally and landed smack-dab into the center of the head of the sprotdog."
Or at least making good literary novel passage. Props to the foundation of it. But no, I call into question your transparancy and the lack of character for word play that was used in "ye olde days." As well as the proper grammar for someone who claims to have been reincarnated from that era.
Well reading some of the posts here is fun .... very productive, i could say it reminds me of harry plotter, sorry just another one of my cheesey bad forum jokes you would get in cheap christmas crackers that dont go bang
Hmmm to change someone into a Vampire with Sorcery.(Using the mind alone)
I didnt know we Sorcerers could do that! Perhaps Ill go on a rampage and turn EVERYONE into Vampires.;)