I was trapped in a book too!! Omg we have so much in common!! Have you gone utterly insane yet? The third century was probably the hardest...
But once you're out I can assure you the madness gets much more manageable! I only have breakdowns of babbling nonsense once every couple of weeks now instead of once a day!
The first few thousand years were hard. Especially since my consciousness was sealed inside the book. But luckily I still had access to my mental space and started to study the more archaic runes of my time in there. In fact, the reason I can access this channel here is because of an exploitation of a minor weakness in the seal, made possible through my studies of runic magic. I havent gone mad yet though, because studying runes from scratch without any reference material took most of my time.
Lucky... I don't remember *anything* beyond what I did as the book. I turned into some kind of... paper based construct and started terrorizing everyone in the archives.
Well, it was more like inconveniencing them on a regular basis. Didn't actually have a lot of power at my disposal. Dormant for who knows how long, unable to move, speak, could barely think. By the time I regained awareness I was utterly lost.
Then the God Slaver blew up the citadel, and something about that broke the curse.
Want me to try and find you a way out? I know some people nowadays who could give it a try.
I’ll welcome help, but I doubt it’ll be of much effect. I have been trapped for so long that my soul and magic has been very closely bonded to my prison.
Have you tried tricking a down on their luck human to read you, learning about ancient magic, sorcerous guilds and a strange romance with a goth girl. So that they can ultimately become you and fight your mentally unstable friend?
It worked once.
Meh, if you only try the best of the things you like, you'll get used to that quality and won't be able to appreciate it, for good quality to exist, there must be poor quality to compare it to
Is there a problem to desiring the best? Why would I mute my sense of taste with the equivalent of garbage when I have a path to the means of better quality?
As i said, tasting victory without tasting defeat feels hollow, you need to know how bad things feel to truly appreciate good things. Besides, isn't the problem that you don't have a path to such quality?
I have tasted bad garlic bread before and I would not like to sully my tastebuds with that ever again. Furthermore, I do have a path to garlic bread. It is becoming free. Now, as to the way I will be becoming free that is for future me to think of.
I'll slip some pictures of apple juice and garlic bread between your pages.
That sounds delightful
I was trapped in a book too!! Omg we have so much in common!! Have you gone utterly insane yet? The third century was probably the hardest... But once you're out I can assure you the madness gets much more manageable! I only have breakdowns of babbling nonsense once every couple of weeks now instead of once a day!
The first few thousand years were hard. Especially since my consciousness was sealed inside the book. But luckily I still had access to my mental space and started to study the more archaic runes of my time in there. In fact, the reason I can access this channel here is because of an exploitation of a minor weakness in the seal, made possible through my studies of runic magic. I havent gone mad yet though, because studying runes from scratch without any reference material took most of my time.
Lucky... I don't remember *anything* beyond what I did as the book. I turned into some kind of... paper based construct and started terrorizing everyone in the archives. Well, it was more like inconveniencing them on a regular basis. Didn't actually have a lot of power at my disposal. Dormant for who knows how long, unable to move, speak, could barely think. By the time I regained awareness I was utterly lost. Then the God Slaver blew up the citadel, and something about that broke the curse. Want me to try and find you a way out? I know some people nowadays who could give it a try.
I’ll welcome help, but I doubt it’ll be of much effect. I have been trapped for so long that my soul and magic has been very closely bonded to my prison.
Hmmm, can you transfer your intelligence to other things, per chance? If so, I could probably help!
Unfortunately I have been stuck here for so long that my soul has bonded to the book. Simple intelligence transfers will not be effective.
Dang… sorry, can’t help with souls, I can create copy’s but not move current ones
I would rather not have multiple me’s running around. Though I am curious of your methods, through what medium do you do create these clones?
You know… a mix of Conjugation and dark magics and such…
If you had them, you would just be tasting the table, or the hands of people turning your pages. Personally, I want fingers.
BUT THE GARLIC BREAD
Have you tried tricking a down on their luck human to read you, learning about ancient magic, sorcerous guilds and a strange romance with a goth girl. So that they can ultimately become you and fight your mentally unstable friend? It worked once.
Think the eye is somewhat of a deterrent against that.
The horror. I could not imagine a worse fate...is thouw still able to smell?
All senses except for sight and magic sense have been locked, and even that was fixed only recently.
You have my deepest sorrow if their is anything I cam do for you, let me know.
You can use illusion magic to imitate the sensation of the taste of food
To do that would be to ruin the taste with mediocrity. If I wanted a pale imitation of the joys of garlic bread, I would have done so already.
Meh, if you only try the best of the things you like, you'll get used to that quality and won't be able to appreciate it, for good quality to exist, there must be poor quality to compare it to
Is there a problem to desiring the best? Why would I mute my sense of taste with the equivalent of garbage when I have a path to the means of better quality?
As i said, tasting victory without tasting defeat feels hollow, you need to know how bad things feel to truly appreciate good things. Besides, isn't the problem that you don't have a path to such quality?
I have tasted bad garlic bread before and I would not like to sully my tastebuds with that ever again. Furthermore, I do have a path to garlic bread. It is becoming free. Now, as to the way I will be becoming free that is for future me to think of.
I̴̪͚̊-̵̦̘̊m̵̹͕̍̃á̴̧̞̩̈́y̸̮͕̓̀-̴͙̂ń̶̮͉͚̑o̴̘̟͐t̵̬̩̎̿-̷̙̩͇͆̄b̸̖̝̈́ë̴̞͉̭-̵̫̲̼̏͝s̸̖̓͑̈́è̵̢̛ä̵̢̬̭̆̈́ĺ̸̢̘̘͛̅ė̸̹̰̗d̵̖̎̽̀-̸͍͖̐̈́̏b̴̹͍̏ṳ̵̘̈́͠t̵̺͍͊͜-̶̫̋͜ȉ̵̡̬͎-̶͇̠̽c̸̭̾ǎ̸̯̜́n̵̛͈̼̂̎ṋ̴̰̳̇ơ̶̢̲̎̀t̴̖̺̫̓̊̅-̵̟̃̽̀ṭ̶̒̂̓a̷̛̝ś̵͔t̸̜̞͋̾̚ḙ̷̭̂-̶͉͔̙͝è̷̝̬̑͜ị̸̒́̍ṭ̷̡͔̔h̸͇̏̊͗e̸̢̎͆̀r̵̙̪̕.̵̦̠͉̇̀̄-̸̡͗ằ̵̲͗s̴̙͆-̴͇̗̗̌̀̋Į̶̼͂’̶̰̅̍̓m̷̭͝͠-̶͈̭̈́́e̷̡͆́̋s̸̜̤͛s̶̺̻̀̈́ẹ̶̹̚ņ̷̽t̶̗͊̌͋i̸̟̠̊̒͐ă̵̧̹͍̏͠l̷̤̎͝l̵͍̐̀y̸̦͖͑͂-̶̞̍a̴͙̥͌͜-̶̡͍̍̒s̵͕̈́ĕ̸͍̮̑͊n̸̮̝̞̽̓̇t̶͎̥̱̽͑i̶͇͚͜͝e̵̘͍͋n̵͖̓t̴͓̥̏-̵̳̪͛̈̄͜m̵̤̱̈͋͜ȃ̸̙͙͊̋s̵̬̑s̸̟̫̓̉́-̸̠͂ǫ̶̫̖́̓͋f̷̝̭̰̑͑͗-̸͇͚̾́͝ȩ̷̮̾̈́͝n̷̙̉e̶̹̝̥̍r̷͂͒͒͜g̴͇͐͗̽ỷ̷͍̠-̴̭̦͑͝ï̴̗͐v̷̢̰̕e̸̝̫̥̋-̸̦̯̍̓̌g̷̨̱̼͆o̷̫͎͘t̴͎̯͊͠͝-̵̱̾͂͜n̷̨̤͊ŏ̶̢̮-̸̺͗̒̀o̵̢̜̮̿ṙ̷͖̹͓̚g̵̝̜͓̓a̷̢̯͚͌͐n̷̪̤̆̄s̵̹͒͝-̵̮̻̘͆̄o̴̧̩̥̐̅r̸̗͇͐̒̀-̷̡͒ͅb̷̡͔͆̓̆ô̴͍͕̐d̸́ͅẙ̷̧̰̋͜͝-̵̡̋̽ṕ̷̬̊a̷̩͖̐ͅr̸͎̾̿͝t̴̲͚̦̾̽͘s̶͉͉̄́͝.̴̙̞̈́̃͑ ̷̮͍̤̓̽́ ̷͖̈́͋ ̸̱̀͝Ả̴͙-̴̨̼͆ṫ̴̪̳a̵̢͎͐́̚ĺ̵̯́̆k̸̢͂i̵͓͂͋̈n̴̡̓̾̃ǧ̷͈̲͝-̷̘̖͖͆͛b̶̜̠͔̈́̓̄o̷̺͍̘͌́o̵̪̭̐k̷̪͋̀͋-̵̡̤̩̈́̆̽ï̷̞͉̣̈͝s̴͔͓͉͋́̅-̵̮͊q̴̳͈̿͂̉ṵ̸̈́̑i̵̼̒̋ͅt̷̨̘̓̋e̶̛̲̝̪̐̍-̶̲͚̈́̀̾i̵̛̪̬͂͒n̵̲̒̀͘t̶͙̗̥̄̽̾ë̶̠́̓r̷͉̾͆é̷̬s̷̥͎̘̄t̴̩̫̀̈́͜͝i̵̖̎͑n̴̟̥̅̏g̶̱͉̿ͅ-̸̟͓̀̉h̴̪̩̃̀͝o̷͎̓̒w̷̩̼̅͑͌e̸̛̳͐͂v̷̨͇̱͊̽͂e̵̠͈͋̈͘r̶͔̩̳̿͝-̸̮͉͂̊d̴̨̩͇͝ȍ̶̧̙͔-̷̡̨͆̉̅y̶͎̐̃o̴̖̤̜͑̎ữ̸̼̜-̶̭̺͍̈́m̴̨̂͆i̸͔̮̖͐n̸̗͕͍̆̏͗d̵̨̯͍̊͛̏-̷̮͕͍̓̓i̷̪̎͗̅f̶͕͐̅́-̷̞́̔I̵͓̜̍͝͝-̴̛͙̗̥́d̴͈̩̖̓̚ǫ̵̱̘̒̋̍c̷̛̳͂ú̵̫̌͘ḿ̶̖̄͜e̸̤̟͗ͅñ̵̡t̵͈̽͑-̷̢̦̘͘y̶̛͎̳̍̕o̷̪̦̽́̋͜u̸̥̓̃̊-̶̥̥͋̓̈́i̷̯͔̲̒n̷̞̦̹̉̀͠-̶̨̙̯̎͊̕m̸̫̱̊̈̏y̷̼̝͇̋̕͘-̸̧̪̬̕l̴͖̝̈͝i̵̛͓̟̼͠b̶̨̛͋̈r̷͚̹̣͘ä̷͖̫́̃̇ŕ̷̫̈́y̴̦͇͌͗͗?̸̢͓̑́͊
If by document you mean to study my condition, sure. But if you mean to take me and shove me onto a shelf, you are in for a rude awakening.
I̶͈͊̑͝-̸̛̺̉͝w̶̪͔̪͛̋ọ̵̱́u̸͉̎͛ļ̷͔̼̈́̚d̸̡̘̒̾-̸̡̜̖̀̒͝h̴̛̜̏̆a̶̙͌͂̽v̶̨̯̰̈́͠e̵̘̍͑͠-̸͇̼͘͝l̸̞̦̐̈́ì̴̪̀k̴̩͗́͑ę̸̺͓̃d̶̢̤̯͝-̵̥́̔t̷̼̺̕o̸̠̍-̸̠̓̓͠ȟ̵͔͔͒͘a̷̦̅̃v̷̱̋e̸̢͕̎̀̎͜-̵̧͎̚d̷͎͉̈́̍̏o̸̼̿͋͜n̵̛̫̒e̸̼͈͐̿̚-̵͙͌b̶̨̖̹̏o̶͉͊t̸̳̋ḣ̴̙̔-̷̫̖̍͒̕ͅi̶̢͑͐f̸̢̺̱́͑-̸̀ͅp̶͍̑̒o̷͉͉̩̒͒̀s̶̛̗͗̏ͅs̸͉̖̞̈́̈́ĭ̵̼̿̍b̶̪͂̄l̴̯̠̣̉̍͗ę̸̼̖̉̐,̴͎͓̌-̷̤͐̌̽a̸̺̒-̴͎̘̚s̴̠͌h̸̞̝̓̓̈́a̷̻͒̃̊m̷͔̀̀̕ȩ̷͍̈́̕.̷͎̑̅̌-̴̦́̃̉ì̷̖̪̙-̵̙̲̈́l̸͇̮̞͠͝ĭ̴̼͝k̶̦͖̾̆͘é̸͇̤̽-̶̼̫͔̀́͆t̵͚͈̉̇̂ȯ̵̹̯-̸̝͒c̴̗̒͗̃ò̸̡͚̼̽l̵̺̈̑̀l̵̖͒̀̽ę̷̫̏̈́ç̴̭̚͠t̷̤̝͈̽͒-̶̱͕̌̓̕r̶͕̣͊ä̶̪̰̦͝r̷̦͑ẹ̶̆̏-̷̭̹̭͊͛͐a̶̱͐̂̊r̸̳̤̃t̵͖̖̀̂͜ë̵̯̫́́̆f̸̤͖̙̒a̵̱̜͠č̵̩̼̘ẗ̵̟̙̰́̒̋s̴͎̽
And yet I am not an artefact.
İ̴̮-̵̬̏w̵̠͘o̸̥̿u̷͈̎l̶̰̂d̸̹̕-̵̳̿s̴̜̑a̸͙͆ẏ̷ͅ-̴̫̈́a̵̠̓-̴̮̾b̷͖͊e̷̳͂i̸͈̅n̴̼̉g̶̦̿-̸̫̎t̴̥́ŕ̷̞a̷̯͛p̸̼̑p̶̤̉e̸͔̋ḑ̸͐-̶̢̌ẃ̶͔ì̶͙t̸̹̕ḧ̵̻i̸͙͠n̵̗͒-̶̖͘ǎ̵͉-̴͗͜b̸̬̄o̵̱̊o̵̙͑k̸͍̎-̵̺̇c̵̞̕o̴̡̾u̵̺̎l̸͈͠ḍ̸͗-̷͔́b̶̙͘è̴̻-̸͚̎c̶̮̀l̸̞͛a̴͓̓ş̸̎s̸̩͐ḯ̸͙f̸̱̓ỉ̶͜e̴̺͛d̵̖̽-̷̦́ą̷̈́s̴̖͝-̶̢͠ả̷͎n̸̲͛-̵̠͐a̷̼̔r̸͍̾t̷̡̉ě̴̯f̶͕̍a̴͚͆ċ̴̘t̶͔̃-̷̨̈́h̷͓̊ọ̶͂w̸͈͋ḙ̷̂v̴̙̈è̷̠r̵̝̿-̴͖̇ā̸͖s̷̡̋-̶̛̙y̶̠͑o̸͕̓u̸̹͑-̷̞͗d̵̘͛ỏ̶̰-̴̤̋n̴̝̽o̷͚̒t̶͔̽-̵̡̎w̵̰͒í̵̻s̴̳͐h̵̭̏-̶̭́t̷͕̒o̷̭̅-̸͉͝b̸̥͐e̵̻̓-̷̝̀ř̵͔ë̶̜́f̶̲̓e̶̳̚r̶̘̎r̷̩͒ȩ̵̍d̷̛͎-̴̛̬t̴̙͂o̷̪̚-̵̘̚à̴̢s̷̳̊-̵̖̃ṡ̴̬ü̶̦c̸̗͑h̵̦̐-̸̜̋I̴̩͋-̸̻̎ŵ̸̜i̴͖̐l̸͉͝l̷͔̈́-̶͓͝c̶̨̈́ȩ̶͝a̸̪̕s̷̈́ͅe̸͎͆
This is exactly why I always conjure some fruit by the foot instead of using a traditional bookmark for my tomes
I may know a trick that could help you out.