User blog:Lordofsnakes/The rise of Tack

Data log entry: 00-A1:

It is approximatly two weeks after Tack the Corn Snake dies of natural aging. My attempts at gathering the neccasary materialss for attempted revival have been collected and have been properly prepared for what I have in mind, hopefully the first attempt will yeild success. -Two hours later- I have applied the chemicals to Tack's body: will keep track on progress as it comes.

Data log entry: 01-B2:

The infusion was a success! The acids bonded to her blood and now her body seems to have stopped deccomposing....Possible side effect: her blood is now quite acidic. I'll now have to be careful in my expirements...ah well, onto phase 2. The second serpentine specimen has been brought in, I will attempt to infuse her essence into the snake soon...will list progress soon.....Soon Tack, you will live again!!...Soon....

Data log entry 03-D4

By now the third attempt at transfering her essence has failed....I should have accounted for her mind being unsalvagable....worse yet it appears an adverse affect has come upon Tack's body: it seems like the attempts have broken several bones....it is of little consequence, since this was a failure, i will simply have to repair them later on.....Side note, the Snake I attempted to use as a host for Tack has seemingly become intelligent...what this means is unknown, but until further data is learnt I will keep her...I'll name the snake...Ms.Snuggleuficus.

Data log entry 08-I9:

In all honesty the attempts have been less than succesful, ever since I managed the infusion the first time things have gone down-mountain since then....it is extremley frustrating..What am I doing wrong?..Her body also seems to be in worse condition after every attempt....should I ease up or..? NO. This is all for her restoration...a little damage means nothing! It will all be for naught if she does not live!!

Data log entry 17-R18:

...Yet another failure....And aside from the normal pangs of sadness and gult, I-.... I fear the need to revive Tack is slowly consuming me....those near me tell that I am slowly losing myself, and am becoming distant. Only Nagini: my Lamian ally, seems to be bold enough to ask me about this...I have brushed her off for now, though i can't help feeling that she's ri-..... A small army has just been spooted near my borders...scouts report numbers around 10 million....Well then, time to kill...this should take minutes.....they will pay...Pay for interupting my work!

Data log entry XX-XX:

I've stopped putting the time on record...partly because I've lost track and partly because at this point time is dead and purposeless except to worsen you....Yesterday Nagini came into my lab after my latest expirament and pleaded with me to stop. "Please Cire!! We can't lose you!!" She begged.....it all finally became to much for me...and I snapped.....2 more casualties were made that day...her, and whatever sanity I had left.....How much must I lose?....must I stop..?............................'''No. Too much has been sacrificed for this... TOO. MUCH'''.that is why...one more....then......done.....

Data log entry XX-XX:

This is it: the final junture: recent reports suggest that the Demon Lord was usurped and it's replacament has been seeding a new form of energy throughout the lands...while usually this would be trivial: the energy (from reports I have heard) apparantly has life-restoring properties and can even raise the dead!!! This is it!! The ultimate attempt....this time though...if it fails....then...then I will simply...join Tack, once and for all.

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"Alright....her body is here...the energy should sweep though the area soon...Please work! Please, for the love of all cration PLEASE WORK!!" I mutter as I wait by Tack's almost nonexistant body....I wait anxiously, my core feeling like a dead weight and my breathing ragged. My eyes are crazed yet desparate, hoping beyond hope that this will work

Suddenly, a blackish pulse is seen going through the sky, going over and through everything like a massive wave. I feel it wash over me and....Instantly I feel it, the power, infusing itself within me, and making me stronger than ever, but I do not care, for all I want is for Tack to live....then, it happens: Tack's body becomes enveloped in a white-green light, blinding me for a second. When my vision heals itself, I take a look at where her body was...

I see a girl on the ground, her age appearing to be in her late teens to early adult. Almost immidaitly i notice the bottom half of her body is that of a snakes with a a orange-grey pathwork pattern,  exactly like how Tack looked. Her hair is a dark green, like a tree's leaf....but the feature that garners my attention the most is a mark on her forhead: a very distinct, Tack-shaped mark on her head....."It...did it..?" I ask, in complete shock and denile. That is when the girl grunts and gets up, wobbly from supporting herself on her tail. She looks at me, her eyes a bright, nuclear green, it feels like it pierces me. Her face...is simply one of the ultimate shock of cunfusion.. "C....Ciiii....Cire?" she asks. it is here that without a doubt, I realize...

Tack.....