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Elemental Miracle Box

The Elemental Miracle Box is one of the oldest Miracle boxes and is sometimes thought to be as old as the Chinese Mother Miracle Box.

This box, while not completely lost to time, has had multiple Guardians watch over it over the years. Each Guardian took the knowledge from the previous one and would add or twist or experiment with the miraculi and the rules that went along with it. Without the strict teachings from the Order of the Guardians, many of the strict rules and regulations slowly faded as time went on. Until it surfaced again with its current Guardian.

The Elemental Miracle Box has a lot of miraculi as like it's name suggests; the box contains the concepts of elements. Not the Periodic elements though, but the mythical elements that many have deemed to be things of legends.

The Elemental Miracle Box contains three layers, with each layer containing the more rarer elements as it descends.

Layer One:

-- The Emerald Dragon Miraculous: Dawwn, the Kwami of Energy

-- The Phoenix Miraculous: Duskk, the Kwami of Void

Layer Two:

-- The Gorilla Miraculous: Rockyy, the Kwami of Earth

-- The White Wolf Miraculous: Shardd, the Kwami of Ice

-- The Lion Miraculous: Flamee, the Kwami of Fire

-- The Otter Miraculous: Riaa, the Kwami of Water

-- The Spider Miraculous: Wispp, the Kwami of Lightning

-- The Wren Miraculous: Morro, the Kwami of Air/Wind

Layer Three:

-- The Firefly Miraculous: Lumoss, the Kwami of Light

-- The Raven Miraculous: Knoxx, the Kwami of Shadow

-- The Ghost Miraculous: Boo, the Kwami of Undead

-- The Reindeer Miraculous: Donner, the Kwami of Nature

-- The Red Panda Miraculous: Pabbu, the Kwami of Gravity

-- The Bat Miraculous: Songg, the Kwami of Sound

-- The Armadillo Miraculous: Guarrd, the Kwami of Metal

-- The Badger Miraculous: Aash, the Kwami of Smoke

-- The Python Miraculous: Pyythor, the Kwami of Toxic

-- The Cheetah Miraculous: Jitters, the Kwami of Speed

-- The Dragonfly Miraculous: Shatter, the Kwami of Glass

-- The Fennec Fox Miraculous: Immers, the Kwami of Amber

-- The Elephant Miraculous: Ellie, the Kwami of Mind

-- The Chameleon Miraculous: Pastell, the Kwami of Form

-- The Saw-Whet Owl Miraculous: Docc, the Kwami of Time

There sort of ended up being more miraculi than I thought would be, but most of the elements from this are drawn from about two other fandoms that I like. The names of some of the kwamis are also a little on the nose, but hey I like them.

In total, there are 23 miraculi in the box. I have a few ideas for what each of there special powers might be, but the concepts are still in the work and I could probably think of better names for a few of the kwamis too. Also, I know that the plural for Miraculous is miraculouses, but I personally don't like the sound of it, plus Miraculi just sounds cooler to me.

Mermay day 11 stretch

To the Stars who listen and the Dreams that are answered...

I was listening to Luminary by Joel Sunny when writing this. And saw the quote from ACOMAF.

-- I have always felt connected to the elements, each one in its own different way. But as the days go by, its switches from time to time. I think you feel most connected to the element that you needed at that time. Maybe not the one that you felt like you were. As there are always checks and balances, whether you believe that or not is up to you. But it's what I always have believed.

While I never felt fire as much, it came with the burning passion. The desire to protect those I love, to be fully of fury and love. Contrasting but complementing the watery movement, the fire would stay strong to its path and burn anyone that got in its way, but it also gave off the homey vibes. The warmth on a cold autumn night. The laughter of fire and comfort, a light inside of the darkness, a spark of hope that something was still alive.

Ice has always been tricky. I could feel it in my veins when fear and panic come through. When I am so cold I just want to sleep. But it has its own creative side. Where each snowflake is so beautiful but different from the rest. Where the fun of playing in something so soft and while it might feel like a hundred miles away, imagine a little shop full of elves making toys. Of Jack Frost nipping at your nose, the Guardian of Fun. Of Santa and all of his wonders. Of the amazing designs that frost or snow can create.

Even then, I feel that jolt of lightning come through me at times. When I would touch an object and feel the electricity spark onto me. Where I would imagine it hopping from line to line, filling me with the energy to take part in the activities around me. Seeing that spark of mischievous talent lying in wait. For the right person or moment to set it off. For it to get people excited. To get them moving.

But even then I was never drawn to those elements as much as I thought. They would tickle the back of my mind, letting me know they were there, but not as much as the others did.

At first I thought it was earth, strong and steadfast. Willing to be stand the test of time without ever moving an inch. The leader of the group and the one everyone uses as a pillar of support.

Then I thought it was Water. Constantly moving, shifting and flowing. Blue as the sky and the waves it creates. Powerful but calm, the common sayings of "the calm before the storm" or "There is strength beneath the sea." It was healing and allowed me to follow my own path, and conform to whatever I needed to be at the time. Be a force to be reckoned with.

Next was Air or Wind, whichever people see fit to call it, but I see them as one in the same. I see wind as a presence that gives life to everything. That it's a moving force that cannot be seen, but everyone knows that it is there. That it can be as strong as a hurricane, or spinning as fast a tornado, be as light a breeze and warm or cold when it needs to be. That there is nothing it is attached to, but everything is attached to it. That it is free to do how it pleases, but never once asks for more.

And then comes the Stars, the space between our world and the next. It has drawn me to it in the past while. Lending both mystery and wonder. Darkness and light. Curiosity and adventure. It has this appeal to it that I can't quite explain. As if it has everything that the elements are, but nothing that they are at the same time. For stars can burn as hot as fire, flare and flow like water, turn ice cold when they die. They are steadfast rocks, constant in our sky, lighting up the world with their glow. And even though they are deep in space, their light acts as if it is being blown in the wind, and imaginary force. The stars are peace, they are hope, they are in the darkness and have decided to reflect the light. People wish upon those stars. They send their love and hopes and dreams, in the prayer that they are not ruined. They look up to the stars with stories from old, of brave men and women that represent the constellations above. Who we can learn from their triumphs and their failures.

All of the elements have a place in my heart. In my body. And while it might be hard for people to understand, each element is connected in its own way. Just like each and everyone of us is connected. We just can't see it yet.

My spidersona, Ghost-Spider.

Ghosts don't age

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Practicing backgrounds with my ocs Casper and Orion. :)