‘The Designer was a shadow of a prototype of a Tourism Operative.
I saw an ancient Empire in the Desert which had grown complacent.
An Emperor who rose to power with intelligence, genuine love for his subjects and a desire to create a better world.
He was a genius so I did as The Founder wanted. I created a being to give a lifeline. Immortality, Protection and Power.
The result was….enjoyable to watch.
[The Creation of the Being known as The Designer who as given special dispensation by The Tourism Board.]
I did not exist. Not in thought, form or intent. Then I existed, physically weak and intelligent with knowledge burning through the inside of my skull.
So much knowledge it seared my eyes from within. Expression and creation lessened the pain so I started my little experiments. I had the power to create imitation forms of life, clay statues which danced and cried and feared me breaking them apart.
I was approached by an Emperor in the abandoned former oasis village I had made my home. He asked me for a promise in return for a challenge. He was intelligent, he never threatened or attempted to cajole me.
His eyes understood what I was and that I wasn’t human. He even gave up his own flesh and blood and combined it with his skills to enable me to mold my shape into something more attractive than a fleshy mass of living pain and knowledge.
In return, I was given freedom to experiment but with one rule. I was never to experiment or use my ability on a single human unless they gave me direct consent or they asked me for a miracle.
When I was handed a wounded soldier, I transformed him into a living juggernaut at the cost of burning out his soul. He begged me for it and died in battle defending the borders of the so-called Empire of the Eternal Sands.
His comrades in turn lined up for my treatment. Each one experienced untold power and strength for days until they burnt apart their bodies and became less than grains of sand.
One day the Emperor came to me with a special request. He had seen my work on animals and beasts, transforming them into immobile living stone which refused to age. They could devour the merest part of a human soul when approached.
My work of a lifetime began when he told me to refine the process on his own children. I called them my Stone Gods, each Prince and Princess asked for the transformation.
The Emperor? His wife died before I could begin the process. I think. For him..it was a unique experience as he guided my hand as I rebuilt his form.
The real lesson I learnt that day is that truly useful tools are never disposed of. The ones who made me exist were pleased. For They Are Above All. And I became truly useful, I like my work.
Would you like to be transformed? All you need to do is….[Ask.]
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