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A soft crackle in the air would gradually come into existence within Stonehenge Circle, a small gathering location located within the Valley of Screams. The soft crackle rapidly beginning to resemble the sound of static as a tear of some kind begins to rip itself open just on the outskirts of this main location. The sheer rip into this new reality quickly opening wider and wider as the pitch darkness behind it could be looked in upon by those that may be passing. The air itself around the tear appearing to warp and bend before a sudden unexpected and almost comical popping sound could be heard in the vicinity. The moment that this popping sound came forth, the tear in reality snapped shut leaving only a lone white and red blob like creature in it's place. The creature itself slowly appeared to assemble itself from whatever form it had been forced into when it had apparently created itself, or was created, in the Valley of Screams.
As it's name implies, this odd creature to which only stood at around no higher then four foot and three inches in height, stood silently and expressionlessly in this new location that it had suddenly found itself in. It's eyeless gaze slowly turning from one side to the other as if it was taking in it's location with an observant act. Of course without any real facial features on it's two toned body, this Blank would simply make the action of looking around before slowly beginning to move forwards and merge itself in with the remainder of the identical existences that soon began to surround it. Each and every Blank simply flowing and moving about aimlessly within the Stonehenge Circle location without purpose or plan. As this particular Blank swerves and weaves through the crowded location, it's red and white head would slowly begin to rotate on it's axis that should be considered as a neck for most. It's head itself slowly tilting to the side as it came to gaze upon a large pole that was a short distance away and unnaturally standing out among the mass crowd of red and white creatures.
As this particular Blank slowly drew itself closer and closer to the large pole that stretched high up into the air, it's mind felt as if it had begun to stretch and shift in shape. It's attention quickly beginning to be stuck only on whatever it was that appeared to be contained within this peculiar structure that clearly had drown the rest of these drone like Blanks to this very same area. As it grew closer, the feeling of something needed quickly began to tug at the edge of it's mind. The closer it got, the more it felt as if whatever this pillar had, this particular Blank needed it before any of the other's could gain access to it. Even if the other's that were around it were not even appearing to be drawn to the pole any longer. When it finally got within a few feet of the pole, a sudden influx of information was forced immediately into it's head. This rapid and unexpected influx of memory that was being installed into it's head as if it were data being placed onto a computer's hard drive quickly informed the Blank about some functions that it has obtained the moment that it had seemingly popped into existence within this world itself.
Without really thinking about it's current plan of action, this Blank slowly began to move forward towards the crowd of other Blanks once again, but this time after a short move a rapid popping sound came from the area around it, followed by a short crackle. It's very existence suddenly seeming to be removed from this area all together, before it appeared to return almost immediately but a short distance forward from where it had been moving no more then a second earlier. As this sudden mode of movement made itself known within this Blank's head, it immediately used this same motion a second time. This second time allowing it to move even further, and yet just as rapidly. It's very existence flickering from this plane in one moment, and then almost appearing to assemble itself from nothingness a distance away from where it had been moving before. The Blank's entire body appeared to shiver and shake with what could only be excitement as it raised it's arms up into the air and shook them momentarily. It's overall excitement at discovering this sudden mode of travel thanks to the odd pole that was located in the center of Stonehenge Circle brought forth a well needed reaction of happiness. With this sudden realization that the object at the center of this mass of Blanks could in all actuality grant it the ability to learn new functions and enhance it's very being to a higher level. The Blank quickly used it's new Spectral Phasing ability, as the knowledge from the odd pole had informed it that it was called, to immediately place itself directly in front of the pole once again.
This time it's very body shivered as it's body began to seemingly separate itself to some degree. From it's stark white body, three tendrils to which appeared to be made from it's body itself slowly slithered forward from the main body, and wrapped themselves around the pole, drawing itself closer then it was probably necessary to the pole itself. It's head swaying along with it's body from one side to the other, as more knowledge quickly began to flood it's way into the Blank's mind. The more apparent memories that began to flow into it's head, the more skills it felt like it was being taught and informed of at almost literally the same time. It's very body feeling as if it was suddenly hardening and then expanding outwards as if it had created a shield around itself. It's very tendrils flexing and moving within this shield as it condensed itself inwards towards the Blank's body itself. It's body almost feeling like it was on the edge of reality within this plane for a moment, an identical Blank to which had moved to close, actually appeared to vanish the moment it would have bumped into it's counterpart. As if some sort of barrier had erased the Blank itself from reality. Of course with the way things worked around here, that possibly very same Blank seemed to pop back into existence a few feet away, continuing to wander forwards and back into the mob of white and red creatures that surrounded this location. Rather excitedly with this new sudden power that it seemed to gain through a solidification if it's spiritual power, the Blank brought it's attention even more firmly to the pole that had granted it so many gifts since the Blank had come to exist within this location.
The rapid installation of different memories from the odd pole in the center of this area, to which had fed him knowledge time and time again was actively beginning to drain the functions of the Blank's mind the longer and longer that it tried to feed off of it's presenting of memories and information. As much as the over all concepts that were being given to the Blank were helpful, it could feel that it was quickly being tired out by the never ending flow of information that was going through it's mind. At some point it realized that a break would be necessary in order for it to prevent itself from becoming a simplified drone like all those that aimlessly wandered around the pole purely due to the information that it contained, without the real function to be able to gain and make use of the actual information that was being provided to all of them. The Blank slowly began to reluctantly retract the strange tendrils made up of it's body that it had been using to hold tightly to the pole before it. Peeling itself away from the awe inspiring item in question, the Blank took a few shuffle like steps backwards away from the pole itself, giving it a final look of longing before it forced itself to turn around three hundred and sixty degrees, in order to face the opposite direction and away from the strange pole in the center. It would return later after a rest, before it's brain itself was fried from the overwhelming information that was being transcribed into it.
As the Blank slowly began to make it's way away from the center of Stonehenge Circle, it would slowly sway it's eyeless gaze across the mindless drones that were moving through this area one final time. Such a strange mass of Blanks simply all moving and appearing to be waiting for some kind of sign or signal that would be able to bring them all to accomplish something. Perhaps it would not be impossible for this Blank to wait around to see exactly what it was that was going to happen here with all of these creatures assembling as they had. Was there a purpose? Or was it just the freedom that they sought actually chaining them down in a single location due to an overwhelming lack of things to do or other information for them to learn. Shouldn't they be more concerned with what it was that made them the way they were to begin with? A Blank, something that was missing something that had to be important. Memories seemed to be the instinctual thing that drove this one forwards, perhaps this same drive would be something that could allow it to continue to become stronger until it was capable of regaining whatever it was that it had lost. Naturally there was not a way for the Blank itself to know exactly where to go, or what it was looking for, but with each new memory that it had gained from the Pole in the center of this place, it felt as if it was constantly getting closer and closer to something that would allow it to grow into something more then what it was. The Blank made it's way slowly to a location that was not completely swarmed with others of it's kind. As it gradually came to a stop, simply becoming still and facing forwards at what was nothing more then a cliff face wall before it. There was nothing there, there was no reason for it to stop here, or any real understandable coincidence that it may have. It was simply what felt like the right place to end the time it had been training itself mentally and somewhat physically during this first day of it's arrival at this new place of existence. The Blank would remain still where it was for as long as it felt it needed to, pondering over what it had been given by the off Pole in the center while attempting to piece together whatever it was that it had lost. Even while it remained standing still, a lurking essence was slowly seeming to creep into the edges of it's mind. A presence that was either a piece or fraction of whatever it had been before it had become a Blank. Or perhaps some new thing that had found its way to the Blank, in order to become whatever it was it was meant to be. This very thing did not have a physical form, it was not a looming shadow or sinister creature awaiting to pounce upon the Blank as it stood there silently in it's partially secluded location. No, it was something existing within the Blank's own mind. A concept or situation that would begin to creep it's way further and further inside, seemingly corrupting the very nature of the rather reaction less and emotionless Blank as it slowly forced itself to gain memories and information in order to get stronger. The Blank's body itself appeared to shiver one more time, as the edge between the red mask like feature on it's face and the rest of it's plain white body slowly seemed to crack much like when the Blank had entered this world. A crackling sound soon gave way to an almost sinister smile of razor sharp white teeth, lining very similarly to a shark's maw across the top and bottom of this slit that had presented itself. The gap itself slowly creeping into a wider form, as it took the quick appearance of an almost twisted grin. Something that was not normally seen upon the face of a Blank, since they really did not have a face at all to begin with. As suddenly as this tooth filled grin had found it's way across the features of the Blank, a single phrase managed to emit itself from those lips and out into the open air through a course and guttural sound that at first was not even recognizable as a voice at all. "Ye.. Du'An.. Eero.." It would say, as it's very body began to convulse and shift from both the sudden shivers and the wear crackling symptoms that appeared to go with the changing of reality all together. Although the twisted lines of the shark like mouth was already beginning to close itself back to the plain two toned form that the Blank had maintained this long, it managed to repeat the same phrase one last time while adding a little bit more clarity as if it needed to inform itself of what it alone was saying. "We are.. Ye Du'An.. Eero." It repeats before it's very body turns in a sudden way that was rather unlike the normal function that it had normally moved before. It's strange tendrils whipping out suddenly from it's very body and shooting outwards into the air around it, while pure spiritual power is shot outwards into the air around it. This sudden outburst sending the other Blanks in the distant area into a frenzy, causing them to swarm forwards first to the Blank itself, and then beginning to swirl and circle around the entirety of the Pole in the center of Stonehenge Circle.
This realization had rapidly begun a change in the Blank, it's mentality changing to a degree already. It was not an It at all, it was a He, and He was in need of more memories then this little pole in the middle of a pool of Blanks was going to be able to offer to him. Perhaps he had learned what he needed to here before this, or perhaps he was now coming into a new realization all together. Either way this place was not going to be one to contain him for much longer and he was sure that he could travel far enough or look hard enough to find a way to bring him to places with a better collection of memories for him to obtain. This sinister feeling in the bank of his mind was not going to patiently wait for something to come to him after all.