Kurine’s life is fading. With each gem incubated, with each mine dug, with each monument constructed, a little more life slips away. There are havens left, yes, but they won’t last long. There comes this point on every planet I visit, where I have to accept the reality of my species. It’s…sad, yes. But is it not the natural way of things? All things must come to an end. Some species must consume others to continue on.
But then, sometimes… sometimes I feel more organic than gem. And I am left to wonder: does that feeling, that persistent thought, come from the organic strands that were stolen to make my life? Screaming and shrieking from being forced into a form that defiles them, trying to break into my mind, and remind me of what they once were… what I once was. A planet full of life, turned into a shallow husk that harbors only a virus: a virus that spreads across the galaxy.
And here I stand, a wretched creature, not life born from death, not a part of the sacred cycle encapsulates all beings…but instead, immortal existence born from immortal repose, a monstrous insult to creation.
Or, perhaps, this longing and loathing isn’t from some sort of organic plea, but rather a misattributed desire to be one with another?
Am I Peridot, or a mere shard of Agate?
I certainly seem to exhibit all the qualities of a broken stone…my thoughts meander and never seem to come to any conclusion. I’m formed, but formed wrong. My body aches for my missing pieces, my missing mind, my missing limbs. I’m warped threads of consciousness adrift, desperately looking for her weft, half of a tapestry sitting unwoven, and incomplete.
I still feel Agate, in the space between us. But as time and distance grows her touch wanes, her silence haunts, and ache devours me from the inside out.
If there is one gift from immortality, no matter how much I wish I could die an organic death- it is that Agate will endure. As long as I live, a shard or not- I am her, if only half a mind.
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There are similarities to Same-Gem Fusion, heightened strength and stature, notably. I stand at about 9 units.
I have 4 arms. It is unknown if all Cross Gem Fusions possess this trait, or if it expresses differently from Fusion to Fusion. I share traits with both of my components, Rose Quartz and Peridot, but I also appear to have my own unique features. I’m rather fond of the glasses.
The mental state is…different. Sometimes it’s just me, but other times it’s a distinct back and forth, a debate in my mind.
I long to talk to another. I cannot be the only one, statistically it is highly unlikely. But, I imagine the ones that I would meet, get captured. And the rest stay hidden, like me.
I understand why my existence is forbidden. I deny both Peridot’s and Roses’ purpose… but it saddens me, regardless.
