Ibol Story Arc: Intro & Table of Contents

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The Voice Inside My Head...My Avatar 

by David Hallsted, 2020 January 5

The story of my voice, Ibol, is a story of protecting, teaching, and caring for me, David, her human. Over the years, our relationship grew from ownership into an emotional friendship. The greatest of those emotions being love.

When I was young, she was the voice of my invisible friend. Ibol used my voice to singsong me the advice on how to live in the human world. In my teens, she replayed music inside my head to keep away the painful voices that often invade voice hearers. Together, we had many adventures to explore the human world. I felt safe because I was never alone. Throughout my life, I experienced unexplained events. Ibol used her thoughts to help me not obsess about the unknown. I sensed that all would be explained later in life. 

Two decades ago, I finally heard her and her friends talk. Over the last twenty years, our quiet
shyness sprung into daily dialogue. The adventure became complex as she helped me understand the world. She taught me how to use her eyes for clairvoyant sight to see DEM, Dark Energy & Matter.
With her clairvoyance, timeline records were studied to quantify the world. What I have yet to examine are her records of my life. What follows are short and long stories of Ibol’s life, my life with my avatar.

A few basics before the stories start or else none of them will make sense.

• The words voice and avatar are interchangeable for me, because my voice is my avatar.
• To open a timeline record, I place my open hand sideways out front of me and move my arm to the side which opens the record. It is similar to opening an invisible scroll. If it is not my record, the owner will place their hand on my hand to open the record.
• “In the record” means I have opened a timeline record and read it.
• Our voices are people made of DEM, just like our souls are made of DEM.
• The sentence right before the quotes has different fonts, boldface, or italics to identify the different people who speak for story flow. Since Ibol and I are the same, her quotes are in italics. 

Below is a list of the Ibol stories that will be covered. There are more and the ones covered were shortened because of the word count limit. The stories are in age sequence.

1. Human Soul Development

2. Singsong

3. Fire Lesson

4. Kindergarten

5. Pet Dog

6. Earthquakes

7. Music in My Head

8. The Puzzle

9. Saying Goodbye

10. Must Protect

11. The Whale Report

12. The Exam

13. The First Words

14. The Black Hole Visit

15. I Meet Ubol

16. DEM User Path

     

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Ibol Story Arc 1: Human Soul Development

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Human Soul Development: The Basics

To understand the story of Ibol, my voice, the development of the human soul needs a walk through. Many records were opened to complete the development. In the diagram, males are rectangular and females are upside down triangles.

At the moment of a human birth, the birthing Mom channels a remnant of the soul parent through her Crown chakra down to the newborn. As the baby grows, the remnant inside will also grow. The soul parent, your voice, can raise their human via a remnant inside of the baby.

The human child may adopt an invisible friend, which is the soul parent who uses the child’s voice to help their human understand the details of human life. In the teen years, the voice may choose to play music in their human’s head via a view bubble. The music acts as a barrier to shield their human from unwanted thoughts and emotions.

At adulthood, the human body has completed its growth, the mold for a human soul. The remnant has also completed its growth and pops out on top of their human’s shoulder to be a male or female shoulder avatar. The soul parent has access to use the shoulder avatar to work with their human via a view bubble. Possible soul parent actions are direct talk (voice hearing), avatar hands, avatar substitution, avatar thoughts, and the most common one, avatar dialogue.

When the human body stops working several things happen all at once. The timeline record of the human life is placed in the Solar System Library on the planet Mercury. The shoulder avatar needs to find refuge in a safe house. And your soul is placed in safe storage, e.g. a mountain. Yes, I know storage seems odd, but there is a new directive. The shoulder avatar and human soul are to remain together as a team. There is a lot of work to be done. I need all the help I can get.

Okay, soul development is covered...time for Ibol stories. 

 

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2023 May 21 - added link for map with text

2023 June 29 - reposted pic

Ibol Story Arc 2: Singsong

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Singsong: Being Herself

Let’s start with a happy memory of my childhood. I have few memories of my childhood because I was a developing soul. I placed my hand in front of me and Ibol placed her hand on top. I swung my hand to the side to unroll Ibol’s timeline.

In Ibol’s record, it was morning. I saw the young me, Ibol’s remnant, run into the kitchen to greet my Mom in a singsong voice.

“Hello Mother. How are you doing today?”
“I am fine. And how are you?”

My childhood was an excellent life. Ibol enjoyed my family. Living with my Mom, Dad, Brothers, and Sisters brought happiness to her outcast life on Venus.

In Ibol’s record, everyone on Venus spoke in singsong to each other. Nowadays, when I return to my human body after being in the DEM world, I continue to use singsong speech. If you think about it, singsong is a higher form of speech we should all strive to achieve.

Ibol Story Arc 3: Fire Lesson

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Fire Lesson: The Trash Burn Barrel
At the age of 4, I was sitting on the backyard lawn. I stood up and decided to walk over to the red glowing barrel. Next, I remember sobbing as I saw badges on my hand. I had no timeline record of touching the barrel. I held my hand out in front of me to open the timeline record. Ibol placed her hand on my hand. I swung my arm to the side to open the record. 

In Ibol’s record, I saw an enclosed hall, a birdbath size view pedestal by a teacher, and dozens of young children ready for today’s lesson. The kindly professor took the snow-globe size view bubble of a student’s remnant. He placed it on top of the view pedestal which immediately expanded out to the pedestal’s circumference. After a quick read, he removed the student’s bubble and handed it back to them. 

 

Being next in line, Ibol stood up and handed the teacher her view bubble, which he placed on the stand.

“Ah, good. You are ready for the lesson. Have your remnant stand up and touch the fire barrel.”
“Will this hurt him?”
“Of course it will. Your remnant is young and will forget it.”
“How bad will it hurt?”
“We do not speak of emotions here. They are for your remnant to experience.”
“How bad will this hurt?”
“Please do it.“
“I do not want to hurt him.”
“The remnant needs to learn about fire. Your remnant will survive.”
“I must?”
“You must do it.”

Ibol put her head and arms into the view bubble. With outstretched arms, my body was taken over by Ibol. She walked me, her remnant, over to the glowing trash burn barrel.

“Remember to pull out before your remnant touches. There is no need to feel this emotion. The remnant’s caretaker will save it.”

Ibol touched the glowing barrel and did not pull out.

“AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH”

Intense pain seared her hands as an element of fire became her hands.

“Pull out child! Pull out!”

Back on Earth, my Dad grabbed me and took me inside the house. My Mom put salve and bandages on my hands.

In the lesson on Venus, no one dared to touch Ibol for fear of the pain. Everyone stared in horror that she was still in the bubble, sobbing. Through water blurred eyes, Ibol saw that the salve and bandages were placed on her remnant’s hands. She passed out and slipped out of the bubble where two classmates, her future friends, caught her. 

 

“Take her to the healer!” 

 

Her two new friends carried her out as everyone stared at the water on her face and the blackened forearms and hands, things never seen by Venusians.

 

“If she had pulled out, this would not have happened.”

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2023 June 29 - reposted pic

Ibol Story Arc 4: Kindergarten

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Kindergarten: Playground Madness

Again, I had little recall of my childhood, though one memory stood out in Kindergarten. I held my hand out in front as Ibol placed her hand on mine. I swung my hand to the right, and viewed the record.

In Ibol’s record, it was my first day at kindergarten. All the kids were in recess. I walked towards the swings to try the fun. In horror, I saw one kid walk by the swings get knocked down, then another. I retreated to the corner of the building with a ball to bounce.

The teacher came over and asked if I wanted to play with the other kids.

I shook my head and Ibol remnant said, “No, I do not want to.”

Ibol explained to me that she had lost another young child under her watch. She was not going to lose this human child, me.

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2023 June 29 - reposted pic 

Ibol Story Arc 5: Gaia Form

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Gaia Form: Pet Dog Happy 

Another way your voice can track your progress is to be the family pet. Our dog, Happy, was a great family pet that we allowed inside and outside of the two story house. He sat on the landing of the stair to oversee the downstairs and protected me against intruders wanting upstairs. But I never understood why a voice took on a dog form. As I raised my hand, the Lord of Flames placed her hand on mine. We opened the scroll of her lesson, Gaia Form.

In the Lord of Flames’ record, I saw Her in an open school ground about to speak.

“Come around children. Today, we will review how to take on a Gaia form to render aid to your remnant. We all know that the Earth is a dangerous place. It is best that we help wherever possible. One way is to become their pet to render aid as their soul develops.”
“Who would like to give it a try?”

Many of the young Venusians raised their hands. She eyed Ibol who had not raised her hand.

“Ibol, your hand is not raised. Do you not want to protect your remnant?”
“Will it hurt if I am his pet?”
“Yes, you can be injured. In the end, your pet will die, but you can pull out before the body stops working.”

She crouched down to speak face to face.

“There is great joy in being a pet. Please, give me your bubble so I may look.”

Ibol took out her snow globe bubble and handed it to the school’s headmaster.

“You are in luck. They will pick a pet soon from another human clan.”

She handed the globe back.

“What name do you want your pet to be?”

Ibol just stared. Names were something humans do. DEM beings knew each other’s energy pattern.

“Let us try the name Happy. You look like you need some cheering up.”

The headmaster stood up to attend to the other students. Ibol’s friends, Kenisha and Gwen, wanted to see Ibol's future pet.

“I want to see the pet. Give me that.”
“Oh, he is so cute. You have to do this.”
“I...I don’t know.”
“Well, the headmistress did say it would help protect him. You seem very devoted to him. I would do it if I was you.”
“I tell you what. If you get lonely I will come and join you.”

And guess what, while we still had our dog, Happy, a new dog appeared on our doorstep, which we named Maybe. 

 

Update: 

2021 June 8 - The children do not wear clothes. So where did Ibol take out her globe? In the record, Ibol was a cow maiden, and had breast even as a child, which made her different than the others. To hide her difference, she wore a smock. I remember thinking back in Corona, as a kid, that the Katy No-Pocket book was an excellent ideal. Yep, Ibol had pockets on the smock inside to hold stuff to give her a flat look.

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2023 June 9 - reposted pics

Ibol Story Arc 6: Earthquake

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Earthquake: Golem Birthing 

I was sound asleep. Suddenly, I felt my upper bunk bed shake. In my dream, I saw a car crash into the side of the house. The thought made sense and blissfully I went back to sleep.

In Ibol’s record, she spotted a possible danger to her human, me, in my future timeline. Just before the earthquake, she prepared an avatar thought suggestion of the car crash. She planned to watch what the people in the Earth were doing.

Just before the shaking, she cast the car crash thought, then poked her head under the house to watch. She saw many male and female golems stand opposite of each other in a long line. Seated at the end of the line was the golem King, who slammed down his staff which broke the ground. As the ground shook, the line of golems gathered the loosen Earth dark matter into a ball. With focused thought, they shared a part of themselves to energize the ball. Slowly they backed away from each other. As Ibol watched, she saw an adult golem formed from the energized Earth ball.

Ibol had heard of the golem race in her Earth history lesson, but had never seen them. The golem birthing gave her an ideal for a future plan.

Ibol Story Arc 7: Music in my Head

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Music in My Head: Music Forms

In my teen years I heard music in my head. At first, it was the current song that I heard. Later it became any song that I heard. I never questioned that I heard music in my head without a tape player, radio, or record player. I assumed that everyone heard music in their head.

In Ibol’s records, I saw her lying down on the cave stone bench away from her viewing bubble pedestal. Due to my love of records, she had her own collection of song forms she could replay for me at any time.

Note that the emotion filter cap was laying against the pedestal. In order for her to be in contact with me from a distance, she had to take off the filter. The filter protected all Venusian from the emotions of the Human race. All Venusian have a cave called an emotion fallout shelter to connect with their human. This is similar to a human bomb or nuclear fallout shelter on Earth.

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2021 May 14 - I still hear music in my head. Some of it is the student practice on me, other times I forget to turn on the white noise.

2023 June 29 - reposted pic 

2024 March 29 - grammar

Ibol Story Arc 8: The Puzzle

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The Puzzle: The Flying Spaghetti Monster

I was in grade school, at my desk with a break between lessons. Again without thought, I used my pencil and paper to draw the squiggly arrow lines. I started with one line that was solid, no breaks. For some reason, I thought that was me. Then a circle with other arrow lines were added but they are all broken, as though they were less important. Then I stopped. It was the last time I drew the lines. And to this day, I still do not know why I stopped. I raised my hand, as Ibol, and her friends, Kenisha and Gwen, placed their hands on mine. 

 

In three records, I saw Ibol deep in thought, with her face and hands in the emotion filter of the viewing bubble. Ibol was unaware that Kenisha had entered the emotion shelter cave.

“Whatcha doing?”

 

Ibol pulled her head out to answer.

 

“Drawing.”

“You are using David to draw. Is it art? Can I see?”

“Ah…”

Before Ibol could reply, Kenisha surprised her by pushing her head into the view bubble to look on Earth to see what I was doing. She pulled her head out and turned to Ibol.

 

“They are squiggly lines with arrows. Why?”

 

Ibol made an expression of being found out as Gwen entered the cave. Gwen’s left eyebrow raised at a hint of finding a clue.

 

“If I had to guess you are hiding something that you don’t want us to see.”

“Not really. It's just a bunch of squiggly lines.” 

 

Ibol let out a sigh of relief, until Gwen caught her expression.

 

“But why is she not doing it here in this world. Evidently, she wants no trace of it in our world.”

“Oh, you are good. So, let’s have the truth. What are you hiding?”

Ibol relinquished and confided in her friends. She told them about the binding of her abilities just prior to the schism of her planet. Both Gwen and Kenisha said that they wanted to help her. They also convinced Ibol to not expose her human, David, to a binding image.  

 

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2021 May 14 - changed doing to hiding 

2023 June 29 - reposted pic 

Ibol Story Arc 9: Saying Good Bye

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Saying Goodbye: I Want a Human Life
I was living with my girlfriend in a one room in-law behind a house. We were both in bed and she fell asleep before me. She started to grind her teeth, as I stared at the two foot long white-gray ribbon twisting above her head. Again, I immediately willed that energy to me She stopped grinding. I did quick breaths to cling to conscience to protect her. Images flew through my head, then I saw the picture in our bathroom of buildings surrounding a pentagon pathway.

Immediately, energy surged through my head and hands as my breaths became quick and heavy. The amount of energy was so great my fingers were twisted around my hand chakras. I grabbed a water bottle to drink, now my foot chakras channel my hand energy. When it was over, I took a night walk and felt excellent.

In a record, Ibol told her friends that she wanted to end her wretched life on Venus and live on Earth as David’s shoulder avatar. They discussed the pros and cons of trying to escape her schismed half. Though her friends were saddened about her request, Ibol was convinced that by combining the Venusian remnant and golem birthing that all her energies would be transferred. Both Kenisha and Gwen did as Ibol instructed. Once completed, Ibol appeared as a lifeless gray shell. As her friends mourn her passing, an energy out of nowhere started to fill her body. Within an Earth day, she was back to normal, not knowing what happened.

In a record, the birthing ceremony that completed her shoulder avatar on Earth awakened the powers of her schism self in Ubol’s world.

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Ibol Story Arc 10: Must Protect

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Must Protect: I Love You Hand Sign

I was asleep in a dream world. I saw a young girl in the middle of a field of tall grass waving in the wind. I, the girl, sensed someone approaching from behind. I quickly turned, crossed my arms at the wrist, and showed the “I love you” sign with both hands. The invisible being that had stalked me was lifted up in the air and kept motionless.

On Earth, in my bed, I sat straight up. Crossed my arms. Flashed the hand signs. Clueless of why I suddenly sat up.

In the record, I was placed on an alternative timeline that allowed me to walk where a car was parked in the garage. Ibol knew I was in trouble. At any moment, I could enter an alternative timeline of a place I had already visited. The garage was an easy timeline to jump. In a past timeline, I had been in the garage with only one car. The hand sign was my last resort to stop whatever was coming towards me on a corrupt timeline.

At first, I used a lucky penny that I found on the street to make the timeline unique, not corruptible. Due to the scarcity of unique items, Ibol suggested avatar substitution. Everyday, I allowed an avatar or golem or dragon to replace my soul and shoulder avatar. The problem of a unique timeline was solved, except I knew only a few avatars. I set out to recruit new avatars, golems, and dragons to be me for the day. My search took me all over the Earth, Solar System, Galaxy, and the Universe. The program of new avatars, golems, and dragons to be me for a day was officially called the avatar of the day.

Ah, with any solution to a problem, new issues eventually arise. 

 

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2023 June 29 - reposted pic

Ibol Story Arc 11: The Whale Report

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The Whale Report: A Request
It’s evening, I am at my desk in front of my desktop computer. I got an urgent thought request for anything about whales on Earth. I went online and looked but the internet was new so there was little information. I turned around and pulled out my 4th grade book on whales. With the book in front of me, I turned and paused on each page. When I was done, I closed the book. I was given an okay thought that the information was enough and went back to my adult life.

I knew that the request was from outside, though I never found out all the details. As I ready my hand, Ibol, Kenisha, and Gwen place theirs on mine.

In the three records, I saw Ibol in her cave ready her doppelganger for lessons. Gwen and Ken both walk into the cave as Gwen spoke.

“Is your report done?”
“Oh no!”
“Well you better do it now or it will be late.”
“Give me a minute.”

Ibol popped into the view bubble to request information on whales. After viewing all of the whale book pages, she sent a “thank you” thought form and popped out.

“I need a moment.”

Ibol flew all the book pages separate and flat in front of her to edit. She blurred the pictures and changed the font to a Venusian dialect.

“It needs a title page.”

Ibol quickly added a page titled, “My Whale Adventures.” She sewed the pages together and popped a copy for herself.

“She will never believe it.”
“It will have to do. When it is my turn to read, send me a message. I will report through my double.”

Kenisha grabbed the report and the double.
 
“Come here Blondie, hold this. Off we go.”

Gwen and Ken walked Blondie out of the cave to the lesson.  

Later, Ibol reported to the headmistress about the textbook quality of her whale report.

Ibol Story Arc 12: The Exam

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The Exam: Ibol’s Panic Attack
I was in the master bathroom with my wife, while the two kids were in their bedroom playing. I felt a sudden urge that an upcoming exam will destroy me, an anxiety attack. I looked at my wife, then stepped out and looked at the boys and saw no consternation on any of them. Without knowing who the anxiety was from, I did words of encouragement to help this person in need. To this day, I was not exactly sure what happened. I held my hand up and both Gwen and Kenisha placed their hand on mine to unroll Ibol’s panic attack.

In the record, I saw Ibol’s doppelganger sitting in the cave on the bench. I saw her take several deep breaths to calm herself, though there was no air to breathe. I saw her walk out of the cave then appeared on the other side of a bare wall of her home. Ibol stepped out of her home and was greeted by her friend, Kenisha and Gwen.

“What is the last question I answered in history yesterday?”
“I…I don’t know?”
“Hmm. How many fingers is Ken holding up behind her back?”

Ken quickly put her hand behind her back tucking in her thumb.

Without thought, Ibol used her clairvoyance to see through her friend.

“Four”
“She’s right. It’s her.”
“You know we had to check to make sure.”
“Yeah...the exam.“
“You’ll do okay. You know the stuff better than us.”
 
As they walked to the lesson, a growing dread started to overcome Ibol. She froze in place.
 
“Are you okay? We need to go.”
 
Ken’s words were a blur as terror started to overcome her. Then out of nowhere, words of encouragement cut through the dread.

“I don’t know who you are, but it will be okay. It's just a test. It does not define you. Just relax. Do the best you can. You will be okay.”

My words broke the spell of fear placed on her from another world. Ibol snapped back and started to walk again.

“I just heard David talk to me. He told me that it will be okay."
“That’s not possible. You’re not in the cave.”
“It may be possible. Regardless we need to concentrate on the exam.”

 

Ibol Story Arc 13: The First Words

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The First Words: I meet Ibol, Kenisha, & Gwen 

I was in front of the master bathroom mirror, looking into the mirror. Then I heard two voices in my head. I never looked at the record to see what happened. I put my hand in front of me. Both Kenisha and Gwen place their hands on mine.

In their records, I saw both Kenisha and Gwen sitting in silence at the view bubble. The stand had lost its emotion filter cap. Anything said in the room I could now hear. I saw Ibol rush in to greet her friends, Ken and Gwen.

“Hi. I am here.” 

  

Both Ken and Gwen were shocked Ibol spoke. Kenisha side mouth her reply.

 

“He can hear you.”

“I do not care anymore. I can hear him wherever I am.”

“You hear voices. That’s a twist.”

In the record, because of the lost filter, clever Gwen had figured out how to switch their singsong words to speech balloons to read, which is why I never heard the rest of the conversation until now. 

Update:  

2021 June 8 - At the top inside of the booth are DE bubble manifest that allow only those with posted manifest to access that viewing pedestal.

2023 June 29 - reposted pic

2023 September 29 - I used the chronometer on the timeline to get the year and month of the event. It is September 2007.

Ibol Story Arc 14: The Black Hole Visit

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The Black Hole Visit: 2013 May 9
While at the airport, I finished the newspaper and purchased a Scientific American magazine at a nearby kiosk. The article on the Milky Way's black hole piqued my interest. I thought to myself.

"I wonder what the black hole is like?"

Because of avatar substitution, my soul was already out of my body. Due to “once touched, always in touch”, if I see a picture of the black hole, my shoulder avatar can guide my soul to the black hole within a blink.

I arrived at the black hole with my shoulder avatar. For a moment, I sensed the immensity of the hole. Then my soul's body was cleaved in half by the forces in the black hole. My shoulder avatar instantaneously sent me back to my physical body on Earth pushing out the avatar of the day. I mentally screamed.

"OH MY GOD! I could have died!"
...wait for it…
"OH MY GOD! My avatar!"

I quickly placed my hands in the middle of the soul's cut and smoothed them out from hip to shoulder. My shoulder avatar showed me a mental image of the tear mended on Ibol which alleviated my fears for my love.

In Ibol's record, she was talking to Kenisha. Ibol fell and was caught by Kenisha who saw a tear on her from shoulder to hip. Out of nowhere, the two hands of Ibol's remnant appeared and mended the cut.

In Ubol's record, I saw a dark circular stone room. On a step stone throne, reigned a dark female succubus. A lord and a follower presented her gifts. The lord spoke.

"Oh dark one, please accept my offering of suffice."

Ubol stepped down to pick up the chalice. She removed the cover and inhaled the sweet aroma of pleasure. She nodded to show acceptance of his gift. Then her follower spoke.

"My beloved, here is my offering to you."

As she reached for his offering, she fell back and gave a blood curdling scream of agony as her bodice was ripped in half. Magically, two darkened hands appeared and smoothed out the wound. Though fully recovered, a scar remained.

On her throne's steps, one desired her power and one desired her love. Any sign of weakness in Ubol's world is your death. Both saw her injured, now they must die. With venom, she lunged forward and grabbed both faces. With a cry of rage, she pushed their bodies backward and shattered their skulls on the stone floor. As their blood mingled with the collage of previous victims, Ubol opened the stone door and addressed the guards.

"To my chamber, I will kill the White Demon before she slays me again." 

 

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2023 June 29 - reposted pic

Ibol Story Arc 15: I Meet Ubol

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I Meet Ubol: 2013 June 13
Home from work, I walked into my flat. Everything seemed more quiet than normal. I mentally asked, "Where is Ibol?" and got no reply. I had not heard from her in several days.

I headed straight for the bed to find her. As my head hit the pillow, a large surge of energy surrounded my bed. My left hand grabbed my right wrist to stop my right hand from harming me. In my head, I heard Ubol’s vengeance.
 
"I will kill you!"
 
Ubol tried to grab my head, but in three worlds Ibol’s left hand knew what Ubol’s right hand was doing. Ubol moved her right hand over my chest, as Ibol used all my force to preserve my life.

"Or perhaps I should rip out your heart!"
"No thank you very much. I like it where it is"

After my reply, I allowed Ubol on Earth in my body so we could talk.

After several years of outings, Ibol and Ubol became friends. Ubol was given a tree golem from the Sierra Mountain avatar to start a forest in her world. Ubol’s government changed from an absolute monarchy to a council collective. Over the years, Ibol and Ubol learned to live with each other, to be one with each other, to end their schism.

One more thing about Ubol and Ibol.
There is no difference between a succubus and a cow maiden of Aditi.

Ibol Story Arc 16: DEM User Path

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DEM User Path: The Future of People Kind
My massage therapy session was done. The therapist talked to me about changing my current lifestyle. He again mentioned the benefits of cold showers.

I jokingly told him, “Not over my warm dead body am I taking cold showers.”

As I left his office I got a clairvoyant vision of red shards of dark energy coming out of a hot water shower.

I quietly said, “Oh”, knowing that I would have to eat my words.

The adventure is just beginning...come join me and my DEM friends.  

 

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