Zombies

In ‘Stones in the Sea,’ I gave some details on the fact that a powerful sorcerer could enter and control the minds of some lower animals — essentially those without much (or no) sense of self. The goddess Kesarra demonstrates this ability with sea snakes, spiders, and such. Although she can touch sometimes their thoughts, she is incapable of controlling more advanced creatures; whales, for example. Certainly not humans!

I had hinted at this idea in much earlier books. Notably, another goddess, Mawa, used spiders to ‘see’ what was going on elsewhere in ‘The Crocodile’s Son.’

Now another mind that no longer lacks consciousness would be that of a newly deceased person. A sorcerer with the ability can control that mind and its body. This is, in essence, a zombie, as defined in my Izan fantasy stories. I first introduced the concept in the novel ‘Valley of Visions,’ where the warlord Ko is resurrected to harangue his troops into action, with the mad wizard Teshum pulling his strings.

Pretty much everyone, including gods and other sorcerers, strongly condemn such abuse of wizardly powers, as well as recognizing its dangers. It is possible for the wizard controlling a body to become trapped there (at least temporarily) as it deteriorates. Yet some will use such ‘magic’ anyway. It reappears in ‘The Plain of Silver,’ when a zombie assassin is sent to attack a princess of Sharsh (essentially to stir up war).

This is a theme best used infrequently. By positing the need for extraordinary sorcerous power, I can and do limit it. I also limit its effectiveness, to make it less attractive an option for wizards. There is a relatively narrow window of opportunity for seizing control of a dead man’s brain. The body itself will deteriorate and become less useful and harder to control.

On whole, one is better off sticking to spiders.

Shape-Shifters

Shape-shifting, as normally explained, seems implausible to me — not at all in accord with my world-building and magic system. Therefor, I created a variant that would make sense.

This goes back to when I first introduced the god Xido, who has shown up in several of the Izan novels. Xido and the fellow gods of his pantheon have dual natures which they have learned to divide. Prior to doing so, the were monsters more than they were gods, akin to the demons — the mafadwi — of their world. But having learned, they lock their bestial manifestations away in another world, to be called upon only in the greatest of need. At least in theory.

Both forms, god and beast, are completely material. I allow no ‘spirits’ in my worlds. This is not unlike the way the wizards send a material part of themselves into other worlds, except they can’t leave theme there forever!

When Xido becomes the Crocodile, he essentially trades places with that form. To be sure, the two versions of the god are always connected and, in a sense, interact. He is a bit more strict than some of his relatives about maintaining a separation, perhaps due to spending more time among mortals.

There are variations on this among gods of other pantheons; we needn’t get into those. But this same concept can be applied to werewolves and other shape-changers. The man does not so much become the wolf as trade places with it. I’ve done this with the dragons in my Greenmeadows stories (which are not strictly part of the Izan mythos) when they assume human form.

So far, I’ve introduced no werewolves, at least in the traditional sense. The borugi of ‘The Sword and the City’ are wolf-like but do not change form. It’s nice to know, however, I have a ready-made explanation if I ever do.

Souls

One of the most basic tenets of my Izan world-building is that souls do not exist. By soul or spirit I mean the generally accepted definition, essentially any sort of incorporeal entity. This includes ones that might be attached in some way to our material existence — and possibly survive it.

Perhaps I shouldn’t say they don’t exist; more accurately, there is no evidence whatsoever of them. In infinite existence, in infinite worlds, who can say? In that infinity we not only could but must exist again. Infinitely, perhaps! But that is not a soul, nor spirit nor ghost. It is solid material being.

As is everything else. Wizards do not send their spirits to other worlds. They send part of their physical self. The gods are material creatures. Even the little elementals that float among the worlds have a physical form though they are not quite ‘there’ when they come into Exura or another world and interact with its inhabitants.

We could use the old sci-fi cliché of them being ‘out of phase.’ It’s as good — and essentially as meaningless — an explanation as any.

All this does not prevent humans (and other mortals) from believing in the concept of an afterlife. But in many worlds they are knowledgeable enough of the gods and of the infinite worlds to recognize that no one knows what might await. Thus we have the Kamatian funeral rite I created for the third book of Donzalo’s Destiny, The Sign of the Arrow:

As an arrow flies my soul,
into darkness, into night;
none whom I have left behind
sees the ending of its flight.

We can, of course, use the term soul in a more general way, as when we refer to a person as a soul. It is what makes us who we are, our consciousness perhaps, that which continues however much our bodies may change. It is an abstraction, not a ‘real’ thing. Each of us is a human Ship of Theseus, every cell in our body being constantly replaced, yet this idea of us persists.

Until we go. The same with our ‘spirit,’ our spark of life if you will. They do not survive us, at least in the Izan mythos. As to our own reality, I’ll admit I cannot see the ending of my flight.