Ratslaying contest

gather the skins and bones, create a banner from the pieces

You extract the skins and bones of your slain enemies. Using awls of bone to connect the skins, you construct a small and shoddy banner.

Drain all of the rats' blood and memories. Feed.

> create a silly straw and a bottle of mead and drink it mixed with rat blood from a rat skull cup while chewing on a roasted rat leg.

You eat the brain of each rat. The blood is congealed, though none of the meat seems to have spoiled. It does not taste good. You switch to the flesh of the rat which produced Flame, and find it much more palatable.

>Conjure food and beverage materializer.
>Summon vigilant rat-slaying feline.

You conjure clean, fresh water for yourself and your Light Steed. You sense that its supply is as limitless as the plane on which you exist. You are yet unable to create an entity that itself creates.

You mount your Light Steed and ride back towards the Swarm. It seems more recalcitrant than the day before - it must be hungry, but you do not have appropriate food in this world.

> Punt rats like football. It shall be a great sport.

When you reach the leading edge of the swarm, you have an epiphany. You create a singular Sport, the greatest this plane will ever see and thus the only one that will ever be remembered. A sport that creates a plan out of violence, a dance out of planning, violence out of dance. You will daily flee into the Cut, but you will never be Downed. You Blitz the rats, punting with every stride, and destroy 6. 3 rats bite your ankles.



You feel new opportunities opening, new memories surfacing. The power of Change surrounds you. As you Ascend, who are you, and what is this world?

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