Book Of Refraction, Chapter 3

Once a time ago, a group of Cultores Coelestis Lupum elders gathered in communion through the Wolf Mothers Body. During this ritual, unforeseen a vision seized the elders of an alabaster temple in the hollow of the sol, luna. Compelled by what they saw, some of the elders snuck out of the CCL sanctuary and journeyed to the moon. 

When they arrived upon departing their ship and placing their feet on the lunar soil an immense feeling of dread washed over them, one even mentioned visions of the wolf mothers body. The site was a well known cavern, prospected for an outpost closer to terra mapped by the CCL but deemed too visible. Although none of the prospectors ever mentioned the creation of a temple, nor did any CCL architect in history ever use gypsum. The scholars activated their torches before adventuring into the deep hollow and after what seemed like hours exploring the old cave charts they discovered a megatemple just like their vision.

As they got closer the alabaster was so pure and highly polished that their lights would shine into the crystal and make that face of the temple glow. When they finally ventured inside they walked through huge hallways they saw penance rooms and dining halls, small prayer gardens and huge incense vents until they eventually reached the main hall. As they walked closer and closer towards the altar they began hallucinating, having panic attacks and at the end the semi-preserved body of a giant wolf, like it was transmitting a signal to the elders.

Drawn to its power they began a transfusion ritual and engorged themselves with blood. A high stronger than any does of the wolf mother blood, immediately after receiving the first drops of blood you begin to feel your muscles wrapped around your body like elastic band they constrict and pull you to the ground but your mind over powers them and like straightening out a wire you feel your body begin to levitate. You feel your bones turn to titanium light as a feather but dense as a star. Then suddenly barbed wire is wound around your neck and you're pulled by the dead towards the underworld. Desperately the elders tried to stop the ritual but all fainted, upon awakening they noticed the complete change of each other's forms. Some took on the bodies and faces of women, others razor sharp teeth black eyes and everyone awoke with not their CCL gifted powers but a sick visceral twisted version on them. In the back of their minds where they used to draw their power from the wolf mother now they only see the fathers body, a testament that only the most disciplined can use this power without succumbing to madness.

After returning to the monasteries of the CCL the elders were deemed lunatics and exiled to the only place they could call home the lunar temple. Intrigued by rumors the elders pupils soon joined them and began practicing the dark magic. In the years that followed they devoted themselves to building a new home and religion built upon the wolf father, the ideals a negative to those of the CCL that believe the wolf mother nurtures and heals them. Whereas the fathers essence is unpredictable, consuming and frightening. The elders learned that this power can be transmitted, shared and amplified through the mind but only those who posses great will can resist corruption and insanity.

It was during these early days that one young scholar snuck into the main sanctum and began a transfusion with the wolf father, consuming far more blood than the first elders that even found the father. His consciousness unravelled, stretching across countless dimensions and realities, He experienced himself in multiple forms in parallel worlds both similar and alien. He saw the rise and fall of civilization, countless wars and invasions, the birth and death of stars and worlds where the CCL never existed. Eventually when he was found, his body was purged but it was too late and he was no longer a man but a conduit between realities. With this scholar's insight the elders began to piece together the true history of the father, a twin to the only other giant wolf in existence, the wolf mother. Born from a fractured timeline his essence bridged dimensions, linking life and death, dark and light and transfusion became dimensional used as a doorway to perceive existence, failure and success that no one else could obtain. 

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