I came to awareness, not seconds before the light overcame me, an odd feeling to say the least, as I was thrust into understanding. I am aware that I had been growing in that direction since the lord created me, slowly but surly understanding myself like the firstborn. That was until the lord gave me a glorious name and title, that encompassed the purpose I was built for. Yet with that, cam an….odd feeling, like there was more I could be doing, more to me then that purpose. It made no sense though since I was made by the lord to be exactly what I am, I had no room for more then my purpose. These roiling confusing thoughts filled my mind as the light had encompass me and I could now feel how it was changing me. The body, crafted by the lord especially for me, now being shifted and rearranged by some force that I couldn’t understand.

  I could feel my form being broken apart and shuffled and then placed back together before I was broken apart again. It feels odd every time, as my mind tried to process what was happening to my body over and over. It was hard to stay aware of myself during this time, trying to keep myself awake throught the changes. They weren’t painful, though I don’t have much a reference for pain aside from an imprint that was placed in my mind. Tossing that to the side I try to pay attention to all the changes going on with my body and what this light is doing to it. From what I am able to start to piece together it is shifting me through powerful forms to try and find one that fits me. Non will be quite like the body the lord made for me but the fact it is trying to match that makes me appreciate its work a bit. I was also well aware that no matter how much I wanted to, I would not be allowed to keep the body my lord made.

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  There was a certain calm to it as I stopped actively trying to keep the body my lord had made, though much to my chagrin. It was as if it was something I was always meant to experience and understand, like use made by the lord are designed to change. That doesn’t feel right though, from what I remember and what I understood there was a static nature to anyone the lord created. There was a clashing of ideas coming from within me and without, like this light was something we where supposed to always have? I may not be in the right state of mind or understanding to decipher this. I can feel myself slowing down, getting sluggish, this must be what being tired feels like. The light is comforting, lulling my mind and slowing it downs second by second, making me what to rest. With no small amount of trepidation I feel my mind drift off into nothingness, so that my body can be changed to no limit.