Reincarnated as a mountain god 1

Chapter 1: Growing as a Mountain 

It´s been a while. it´s hard to tell, but maybe  a few million years?
I´m still feeling feverish, but the rumbling has stopped, yay!
What i did for all those years? I consolidated my foundation! pff !
I feel like one of those cultivators in chinese novels when saying that, but when i say it, i mean it serious!
I mean, i didn´t gather qi, but if i knew how that felt, i would say it is definitely similar.
How I mean it? Well...let me start at the beginning.
Do you know what it is like to have a modern mind in an unmoving body with nothing to do? 

Yep, it´s BORING.
After the first, few months i started concentration on whats happening around me, i mean, not just enjoying the view of never changing lava field, duh.
I tried around feeling my body, the stone i am, the fire around and the pushing magma below me. And i felt a slight tugging in my mind, as if there was something i knew, but had forgotten.
Took me a few decades to get the hang of that feeling and i finally realized that the magma  below me, wasn´t something separated from me, but more like my own essence.

This might sound weird, because as a human, we can´t consciously control anything in our body's, but as a mountain, the magma felt like a source of blood, that i could draw upon to run trough me.
Having nothing better to do, i tried around with collecting magma into my body...
the first few times i nearly broke out like a volcano!

He he, i won´t lie, it took me 5000 years to get the hang on controlling and collecting the magma, without exploding.
Not only that, i also realized that it wasn´t only magma, but I could also slightly control the rock, stone and earth i was made of.

Maybe other mountain can do this from birth? or it´s random, then again, what are 5000 years to a mountain, right?
After getting the hang of it i started pulling magma into my body, melting my already hardened rock building a magma chamber within my body constantly controlling the pressure.

Like always when i concentrate, i fell into a meditative, At least it was a task to alleviate my boredom.

After creating the magma chamber, 

I started to rotate the magma, constantly pulling in more and enlarging the chamber by melting off the walls bit by bit only keeping a thing hull of original rock as a casting mold.

While rotating the viscous magma i started to feel different streams within it. Some hardened faster, some were more fluid, some were metals.
I separated these streams and coalesced those who were similar to each other, ejecting the more fluid streams of rock and gases through small craters in my hull, only keeping metals and viscous magma.
With this i should have the best materials to build up my body.

Once there was only a thin carcass of my former body, keeping the magma in form, i broke out!
I pushed out the viscous magma from my peak, making it run allover my body, forming a new hull, like the age ring of a tree.
While pushing it out, i kept drawing on the magma well from below to keep the pressure constant, otherwise i would have most probably collapsed.

And that's what i kept doing over and over again,
Collecting magma, refining magma,  breaking out, let it cool down.

 After cooling off it ended up being a color ranging from dark gray to black. i was very happy with that.
The 4th or 5th time i was already full of metals, so i pushed out the more viscous metals and then a little of the liquid ones, confirming that the first were something like iron and  the second were a mix of noble metals and stuff like lead i think. I started separating them only keeping electrum and copper. I couldn´t separate the gold and silver, so they stayed as electrum.

And so i kept piling up layer over layer, every 4th-5th layer being a mantle of the iron-stuff, always ejection the more liquid magma and gases through holes in my base, also creating a landscape of rocky hills around me, weird enough, i felt, they were also part of my body.
Controlling the magma became natural to me.

Somewhen, don´t know how much time passed, the pressure from below became weaker and it was harder to draw the magma, that was the time i decided to stop growing and started focusing on the inside of my body. 

I drew magma for the last time, separated the stream, ejected what i didn´t want and filled myself up with the magma made up of dark stone , electrum and copper.

Feeling the copper stream within me, i was a little clueless what to do with it, i just formed it into a ball within me, to store it away for now.
By pushing out the noble metals through holes around my peak I formed an amber colored neckband around my peak, which looked gorgeous in contrast with the dark stone around it!
What?! Can´t a mountain be a little conceited, too?

While i was looking at myself, a dark mountain with an amber-golden ring  around its neck,surrounded by tens of kilometers of rocky hills,  i started feeling a little chilly around my peak. it was the first time since i started remodeling that i payed attention to the world around.
And then i was shocked, maybe  went a little too far?
My peak was actually right below the cloud cover and the wind here, was a lot cooler than at my base. beside the hills and base around, that were showered in lava not too long about,everything was way colder than before.
As far as i could see, the lava fields had cooled down and became a vast dark rock desert.
Meteorites had stopped falling and they air also hat cooled down to, about 200°C ?
I´m a mountain, i can´t say the temperature for sure...
Also, there was more wind, breaking at the flanks of my beautiful body... 

Yeah, yeah, i will stop bragging, gee...