Earlier that Day,
"Failure!, another Failure" A mage with a distorted face yells in frustration, "what am I missing?".
"Paxim, are you sure it is possible?" Someone says from behind, attracting the seething mage's attention.
"What nonsense are you spouting Kharag?! do I need to remind you Everytime?...also, how come you are yet to find another striped creature, I mean if you are having trouble finding another, why don't you give me the one you took away?!" Paximus sneered at the orc seated lazily before him.
"Forget it, after I'm done...I might consider it" Kharag Greyeye says while standing up with a yawn.
"Tch...I can't be bothered with you, if you think finding the essence of life itself is that simple, then your deceiving yourself" perhaps ranting at the orc calmed him down but The mage quickly cleared up the magic array, disposing of the bloodied corpse and the other things on the worktable.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up! VOTE for me!