Lowering Energy Levels

I woke up feeling refreshed and rejuvenated the next day. Even though my body's overall vitality had finally begun decreasing. I'd been living off of what the original owner had built up over his life. The vitamins from the foods he ate, the muscles he's trained, and so on. When my energy went out of control that was all broken down. I assume I was given a strong potion. It must have been a bin or ain to have such a strong effect. In other words, a tier B or A potion.

My body was weak. My mind was worn and tired from continuous energy suppression. It was worse now that I felt so fresh. Weak but still light on her feet. It was contradictory. It felt a little disgusting.

Why did I feel this way when the world felt so rotten? I felt displaced. Everything inside of me itched and screamed. If I felt good, then I wasn't working hard enough to do what needed to be done. Thus I had the illusion that feeling like this means I'd never find Cleo. The itch gnawed at me until it became a roaring flame.

I'd never been interested in human alcohol until now. There was a bottle labeled for nighttime visitors in the pantry, I think.

I slowly crawled to the edge of the bed. In theory, my muscles had not grown yet. They were in an infant-like state. That didn't mean I couldn't walk. I manipulated some of the energy coursing through my new body. It moved from my veins to my skin. According to my instructions, it latched onto the fibers of my muscles, bones, and tendons. My energy moved my body like it was a puppet. My gestures were awkward at first. I crawled to the edge of my bed and then slowly slid off of it. Using the nightstand I took my time adapting the output of my energy to hold my weight up.

It moved just to connect itself to the main places at first. As I moved I realized the anatomical structure could not be used so simply. I had to use energy for every human function. After all, moving my limbs with energy does not make my heart beat faster as it does naturally when someone is exercising. A heart at rest while a body moves does not a comfortable body make.

Using this much energy I realized that as long as energy was being used, it did not count among the non-suppressed energy. If I had 330 energy before while suppressing 150 that meant 180 was still running amok in my core. Now I was using about half of that 180. My body was suddenly not fighting me so much anymore.

A war I'd never known about had suddenly turned into a smaller battle.

I continued finding ways to keep my energy active. Spreading a thin layer of energy around me to make a shield, creating a fog outside of that energy to make a perception barrier. This is usually used at night when the eyes can't see to distinguish one's surroundings. I continued activating many types I knew of while carefully continuing to fill my body with them as well.

At this point, I could probably get up and walk around without having to worry about melting every second. However, I'd just made it out of the bedroom and into the common room with the kitchen when I suddenly lost control of my body. My energy had… it was gone!

No, it wasn't gone. Something had changed. The will I was using to control it wasn't taking effect anymore. All the barriers, mists, and fiber-filling I'd done was still there. My energy was still active but it wouldn't listen to me.

I stood in an awkward frozen walking position with one foot in the air.

I couldn't even close my eyes. I mentally took a breath and tuned everything else out.

There was something new coursing through me. When my energy levels were low enough it burst out of whatever was restraining it. It did what I was doing with my energy to control my body naturally. It didn't even need a command. It had a life of its own. When it filled my body it disconnected the link between my energy and my will rendering me unable to communicate with it. If not for the energy I'd suppressed, I may have died on the spot.

When a lifelong companion is away from their partner for long periods of time their energy drains away and they become weak. Our energy is essentially our lifeline. While this didn't affect our body or mental state like it might to a human it did have other effects.

The energy of my race is all connected. The more energy one has, the more knowledge they have, the longer one lives, and the more attractive they are for companionship. This is not the same as it is with humans but, yes, in a way it is similar to humans. Humans have wealth, status, youth, education, potential, appearance, formalities, etc. for us, we have energy.

If we run out of energy our function ceases. This is rare, however. This would mean that each individual has such a low amount of energy that they can barely function. When we have enough energy again those who've ceased to function will awaken again.

They are not zombies.

It's like hibernation.

With a partner, your energy depends on theirs. The two must flow their energies between the both of them to keep that energy from… stopping. It's like recharging. Energy can be used up through the passage of time. You shock it against another energy to reawaken it.

When my companion went missing my energy levels began to lower. We call this deterioration. When the new 'energy' suddenly took over my body half of my energy deteriorated from me. My first thought was to suppress or remove this new thing coursing through me. But I didn't. I didn't want to. My mind was at rest for the first moment since my crossing. The constant suppression was finally gone. I wanted to use it. I wanted it to keep my energy active without me having to strain my human mind. Without me having to constantly exert my will onto every level of energy for it to be used. I wanted it to be mine. I didn't want to remove something so… convenient. Before I could think up another idea I passed out.

For the first time since I'd crossed, I finally fell into REM.