Chapter 7 - Paperwork OR when your soul is too heavy
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There you go! I'm there, in the Empire!
In fact, it's not yet true.
While I was gone, I had an enormous quantity of paperwork piled up on my desk. I manage a business, after all!
And each day, I have about ten pages to fill in. I was gone for 7 weeks, so, as one could easily guess, I had around 490 pages after going back! It's quite a hell of a pile of paper!
Because of that, it's been 3 days (and a lot of breaks and medicines for headache) that I'm stuck here! But I'll soon finish it! I will have filled in a whole 520 pages of official paperwork!
I look at my Excalibur, in a display case just next to my desk, and heave a dispirited sigh…
Only a few hours and I'll be able to go try Excalibur!
Well, I say Excalibur, but it's more of a private joke than anything else, I'll surely find a name when I'll be able to test its powers!
[…]
I finished!
I'll finally be able to go!
But before, I had some research and production of new clothes done by the R&D department of my company. Why research? Because the powers of Excalibur have large chances to damage (or even ruin) my clothes, I then need clothes able to resist their power frequency (if they were indestructible it would be good, but someone has still to find how to do indestructible objects).
[…]
My new clothes remind me a bit of Samus Aran without her armor, which is a bit disturbing, but I quickly get over it.
In my new outfit, I fly to the Empire!
How? Not only I have all the affinities and I'm overflowing with magic, but mostly, my sword can fly!
I'm standing on the sword, and I fly at more than 200km/h in the direction of the mainland!
[…]
-Aaaah!
My sword, with its speed, increased through wind magic, goes straight through his throat, and his scream becomes a gurgling.
-No! Bastard! You killed my friend!
My sword, this time in flames, goes through his skull, and his shouts stop immediately.
One by one, I test all the close-range skills of the sword.
-Stop attacking these poor people!
I turn my head to the right. A hero, and…
-It's you?
-It's you?
We shout at the same time. It's the hero who was chasing me 3 weeks and 2 days ago! It was a truly traumatic experience for me! But this is the occasion for me to get rid of that trauma.
He looks at me, rage in his eyes, and is about to throw himself on me when I smile, my smile is giving him an ominous feeling.
-Too late, way too late!
I say.
Now, the reinforcement spells are of a level sufficiently inferior to mine that I don't need words anymore! I just need to want! But even if his hero instinct warned him, it's too late! In a few hundredths of a second), I move my right foot back, put my sword horizontally, and strongly push on the ground with my foot. I move at full speed toward him, instantly breaking the sound barrier with a bang, creating a crater where I was standing just now.
Whether it's him or me, from the moment I start moving to the moment my sword cuts his right arm, none of us have time to realize I moved.
Beyond a certain speed, our brain is too slow…
And this is why the pain strikes him while I'm already behind him!
So this is how fast I can go, uh. That's awesome!
In the time I take to understand my newfound power, he escapes by running while throwing frequent looks behind him.
I want to chase him, but suddenly pain strikes my arm, and I notice that it's broken.
This is then that an essential point crosses my mind: my magic is now of rank 5, but is it the case of my body? It seems like it is way weaker than my soul. And this is low-level magic! I did right to not use high-level magic, or I would probably have destroyed my whole body…
But there is still the problem of having way too much mana for my body to handle. I need with all urgency to find a way to improve my body!
In an instant, I decide what to do.
I give up my pursuit and I steer myself in the opposite direction: to Nyggloth!
[…]
While I was traveling, I was able to estimate the time I have left before my body disintegrates under the power of my soul which is of one year, a week and 6 days.
Right now we are, on the 12th of December, on year 100. So I basically got until the 25th of next year.
I'll then have a very happy Christmas!
Though does Christmas even exist in this world?
- Writer
