Player Level 999

The Power of the Mind

I rented a room for three weeks and paid the owner in advance, to his delight. Needless to say, he was ecstatic to receive a real diamond.

It was a fairly large room with two beds, a bathroom, a wardrobe, and a small balcony. The only thing missing is a kitchen. Overall, it looks, and feels, like a normal apartment to me.

I settled Asmodai on one of the beds and stretched out my sore arms.

I need to make sure that he doesn't use that much power again. It'll be a big problem for the both of us if he falls unconscious in a dire situation.

I sat on the other bed and I suddenly realized that I was finally alone with my own thoughts; a thing that hasn't happened in a fairly long time for me.

I thought about everything that's happened so far.

I'm still in Halcyon, but six hundred years into the future where magic, mythical creatures and monsters are a part of reality. Nothing here is a game anymore.

I removed my bag from my body and decided to flip it upside down to empty its contents.

A surge of gold, diamonds, clothing, enhancement stones, scrolls and even guardian summoning cards flooded half of the room. The top of the vacant bed overflowed and some of the things dropped on the floor.

I flipped the bag over when it produced nothing more than an endless stream of potions. Crap, I almost forgot that I have more thousands of bottles.

I glanced at Asmodai as he stirred in his sleep, mentally reprimanding myself for almost waking him up.

I got to work and tried to estimate all of the gold and diamonds that I have. Thankfully, it's more than enough to last an average human's entire lifetime.

Next, I inspected the equipment that I still have left. I suddenly felt sadness wash over me when I remembered that these were supposed to be my gifts for Ryan.

Man, I wonder what Olivia and Ryan are doing right now? Do they miss me? Are they looking for me? Where even are they?

I shook my head to clear my mind of the depressing thoughts. I need to focus so I could find a way back home and I won't let sadness stop me from moving forward.

I stored all the equipment, gold and diamonds back inside of the bag which took me almost an hour to do so.

What's next are hundreds of bottles of different kinds of potions for various purposes - health, mana, stamina, antidote, sleep, aphrodisiac, power boost, and even poison.

I'm sure Lydia would appreciate it if I gave her some of these potions as a form of thanks. Plus, I also have some Legendary equipment left for wizards. Maybe I could use them to earn some of her trust.

I returned the potions in the bag and that left me with a wide variety of objects that I don't even think I'll need anymore.

I first stuffed the enhancement stones back in the bag. I'll find a Blacksmith tomorrow and find out if I can somehow trade or sell these stones. If not, then maybe I could still find some sort of purpose for them.

The last items are just mostly useless to me, such as scrolls or leathers. I'll find a Merchant tomorrow to sell or trade these items with.

I put them all back in the bag and sighed when the room was back to being clean again. I put the bag on top of one of the nightstands and decided to neatly fold my clothes.

Speaking of clothes, I need to buy Asmodai some clothes to stop him from altering his body everyday.

I also need to buy myself a detailed map of the world - if they even sell that here. 

I have to take notes about what I know in order to survive in this world. Again, I felt power flowing through my hands back when I first held my bag. It's the same feeling from when I intimidated that Holy Paladin in front of Amelie's shop.

After I put all of my clothes inside of the wardrobe, I decided to do a little test.

I sat cross-legged in the middle of my bed with my hands resting on top of my thighs while trying to relax my body and my mind.

I closed my eyes and focused on clearing my thoughts until I could feel some kind of movement inside of me.

I couldn't describe the feeling properly; it's like there's a snake constantly wiggling within my soul, moving like it's trapped and desperate to break free from its invisible chains.

I took a deep breath and tried to imagine myself helping the snake to escape. I see myself extending a hand and untangling the poor creature from reigns that even I can't see.

I felt my body tighten, like there's a Giant trying to crush my body inside of its fist. My head severely hurt and the snake in my mind immediately turned into an indescribable demonic-looking creature.

It opened its mouth filled with jagged uneven teeth and a wave of dark smoke came out of it.

I couldn't control my body and my mouth opened on its own, eating the dark smoke that came from the demon.

All of a sudden, spell names that I can't even recognize flooded my mind to the point where I feel like I'm going to pass out from being unexpectedly overloaded with information.

The demonic creature vanished as quickly as it appeared and I was left with the void.

I forced my eyes to open and I released a breath that I didn't even know that I was holding in. I bet my face looks as white as a corpse.

I looked down on my hands and saw the same dark smoke coming out from the middle of my palms. It died down after I clenched and unclenched my hands multiple times like I'm putting out a fire.

And then I coughed and wheezed, holding my chest and my head at the same time due to the pain that they simultaneously brought me.

What was that? What just happened?

I snatched my bag from my nightstand and pulled out an empty scroll and a magic quill. Who knew that I would be needing this junk?

I wrote down all of the spells that came into my mind. In the end, I have almost 100 different spells listed down with more or less 20 that don't even belong to my class.

I stared at the thin piece of paper and contemplated on what did I just do to myself to gain knowledge of all these spells.

I could even recite all of them without the help of the scroll, meanwhile I couldn't even remember basic elemental spells when I was still an Arcane Wizard.

Was all of this because of the dark smoke that I ate? Was it all just really from my imagination or was it all real? Who or what the hell was even that demon?

I looked down on my hands and realize that I was trembling in a mix of fear and shock. The demon's face would surely bring me nightmares after this.

I steadied myself and tried to relax. I stared at the spells and decided to practice some of the easier and non-harmful spells on myself.

I closed my eyes, trying not to imagine anything else and keeping my thoughts clear and focused.

{ Calm }

A slow, gentle wave of tranquility and peace flooded my body and I felt like I'm lying down on top of some soft clouds.

I opened my eyes and all the fear, worry and panic that I was feeling earlier disappeared into thin air.

The only thing that I feel right now is a sense of being level-headed and calm rationality.

I should use this spell more often. It could really help me when my mind is blank from overthinking.

I sighed and rolled the scroll before putting it and the quill back inside of the bag. I think I need to practice a harder spell right now.

I found a spell that's hard enough, but it's not within my class so it might not work.

I stood up from the bed and went to the middle of the room. I shook my hands and bent my head from side to side, producing a light cracking sound.

I closed my eyes and took another deep breath.

{ Trace: Lydia }

My mind was immediately taken to a place that looks like a small library or a bookshop. The shelves are filled with herbs, spices, potions and even small spell books for beginners.

I then saw Lydia sitting behind the counter, reading a book with a cup of tea beside her. A small spoon is mixing the cup of tea all on its own while Lydia's index finger is drawing circles pointing towards the cup.

Then, Lydia's head snapped to attention as if she could feel my presence. Her eyes observed her surroundings slowly.

If she could feel my presence, then it's obvious that she's not an ordinary wizard. Even an expert assassin couldn't use this high-tier spell.

I opened my eyes and I'm back in our room.

My body and head aren't hurting even when I used an advanced spell, so that's a good sign.

But I need to know if every spell in the list is usable for me. Though most of these spells are connected to being a Necromancer and Marionette, so I'm probably not going to use them in a huge city filled with living, breathing people minding their own business.

Besides, I just can't go to a cemetery and raise the dead. That would immediately cause me to get kicked out of Laraudia.

I sat back on my bed and nodded to myself as I thought of various ways to practice these new spells.

I guess I really do need Lydia's help after all. And Mildos too, if that's possible.