Summoner: The Book of Dimension

55 Peter Makes Plan

Even though his life might be in danger, Peter wasn’t that scared. He didn’t know where it was coming from but he was confident that whoever was looking for the book, he knew he could handle them.

Now that he thought of it, he remembered what he thought before when he and his friends just started using the book. That there should be at least one organization that was against summoning.

Since he had no idea who could be his enemy, he could only think of two possible entities who were after the book.

One, an individual or group that was against summoning and the entire existence of the book itself, and two, an individual or group that were after the book for other personal and greedy purposes. The latter sounded like those he read on the history of the Book of Dimensions.

He sighed as he stayed in his bed, staring at the ceiling with troubling thoughts.

During those times he had to overthink where he would move, few months after staying at his parents’ house when he graduated, he wasted much time because his plan wasn’t even planned.

He moved to a house in a small residential village a city away from his parents. “Would this day be different if I lived a little farther?” he asked himself.

But then again, if they’re coming for the book and now they traced Josh, they should know about Peter, soon. It wasn’t the place that should’ve been changed, it was the book. The start of everything.

Even though he became a dreamlord because of the book, there had been consequences with the good things that happened to him. Josh was now gone, which, even he force himself to, he couldn’t believe his close friend was dead. If there was a moment he hoped was just a joke, it would be that moment when he knew Josh was dead.

“I should’ve destroyed the book before,” he said with great regret. His friends didn’t even ask for the book anyway. They barely brought up about the book, not even the desire to summon a creature. Especially Josh.

He groaned, having a distaste just talking about it himself.

Suddenly, he thought about something ever since he heard from Emma earlier. 

Although Peter was, most of the time, timid and paranoid about things he thought he should be afraid of, so as Josh. Knowing Josh, if he’d notice something weird and strange, he’d tell him and ask him what to do. Since Josh was quite dependent on him when the decision was needed.

But he never reached him.

At exactly 2:33 pm on the same day, he sat up and decided to finally call either Zack and Ray to ask if they heard about Josh.

Before he could even reach his phone, it rang and it was a call from their group chat.

He picked up his phone and answered the video call. Zack and Ray were both there. He blinked in shock and somehow seeing their faces virtually made him a little teary-eyed, remembering Josh.

He smiled. “What’s up, guys?”

Zack didn’t speak and just showed a sad reaction on camera. Ray sighed. “Did you hear from Emma? She called me earlier. I called Zack and he also just heard about it before I was called. Is it true?”

Peter pursed his lips and looked down before he looked back at the camera of his phone. “I don’t know. I’m not sure. I can’t believe it, too,” he sighed.

The two sighed as well. “Emma said she called you first, Peter,” Zack said.

“She did? I didn’t know,” Peter said and smiled a little. “I can’t believe we reunited through video chat because of Josh.”

Ray nodded with a sigh. “I hope Josh will rest peacefully.”

They didn’t speak for a few seconds so Peter smiled. “I don’t know what to say to you guys right now, to be honest. I need some time to think.”

Ray and Zack nodded in understanding. “See you guys in four days,” Ray, who started the group video call, ended it himself.

Peter sighed and lied back to his bed, throwing his phone beside him.

It was true; Josh was dead. Emma Bently was Edgar Lee and Josh Lee’s lawyer. As much as he wanted to not believe her, there was no way their family lawyer would spread Josh’s death as a hoax. Besides, he would know at Josh’s funeral.

He didn’t want to go and see it was true and he wished he was just being in denial.

Then he thought of the Book of Dimensions.

He stood up from his bed and walked towards his closet. He opened it and slowly took each box that was there and stacked it on a side. The same outline cut of the closet was there and he lifted it, revealing the familiar old and antique book.

It was for the first time after three years he had finally taken it out to look at it again. Remembering the last time he peeked at it, it looked more old than usual. He thought that if people could kill just for the book, then the book had its power. He knew that fact ever since from the start when he found it but knowing people kill to get it was shocking.

It was weird that it was in his grasp again.

He wondered how many people like him had been benefited by the book. How many people it had cured, how many people became wealthy because of the book, how many politicians did it help to get to a position, how many had succeeded because of the book? With all those thoughts, he managed to wonder how many people it killed or how many people had died because of it.

He shook his head to shrug away his thoughts and browsed through the book.

The mantras for goblins, it reminded him of that time when Zack summoned a mischievous green goblin when he hoped for something that could help him. He chuckled lightly and remembered when Josh accidentally summoned Medusa.

“Damn, that was the hardest thing,” he commented while he recalled.

Peter realized Josh had changed through the three years after they graduated. He remembered some day last year, Josh bragged about being able to decide a lot of things for himself. And that, somehow, made him feel proud. He didn’t know if he learned because of the experiences with the Book of Dimensions or maybe he realized it was his call to change.

Although it was painful to recall that when Josh was gone, he still couldn’t help but smile for those good times.

As he flipped through the pages of the book, he noticed some mantras he had never noticed before.

Grapsus, a wealth spirit. Nothing else was written about the spirit, but based on the mantra, it’s a rare spirit that lived in the world of spirits and their power was to attract wealth and money energy to the person. It was also said that the spirit will possess the summoner as its host and will live forever with the summoner promising their wealth.

It was not written in the mantra, though whether it had bad effects for the summoner but Peter seeing the word “possess”, it sounded risky to him already.

He saw other things there, creatures that could give superiority power for the summoner, spirits that promised some elemental powers and he even saw something like a creature that could enhance mind capacity and power, but it was not to the extent of mind control.

They were good. For Peter, it would be very helpful for him to acquire them since it would make him more powerful.

While he was continuing to flip through the pages of the book, he realized that although deep inside he didn’t like the idea of summoning and the danger it could bring, he still couldn’t resist the temptation it held.

Because he knew and he faced the fact, Book of Dimensions was as powerful as it was dangerous, so if he was just ready for anything that could happen, he could be more than just a dreamlord, and by then it would be worth it for him.

He was torn between two things: decide on summoning or just keep the book.

He closed the book and stood up before he laid it on his bed. He pursed his lips and stared at it, crossing his arms. “What do I do with you?” he asked and he didn’t know but he found that question familiar.

He bit his lip. He wanted to try again, at the same time he thought it would be dangerous as the last time. Besides, he thought of Josh.

His friend trusted the book on him because he knew how to handle it. And now it seemed to him that he was failing his friend.

Sighing, he turned to get a backpack and brought it to his bed before he started to stuff his things in there, things that he needed when he would leave for Josh’s funeral.

He took the book and walked back to the closet but before he would put it in there, he walked back to his bed and stuffed the book there.

“I’m going to destroy you,” he said with a thought of doing it in front of Josh’s tomb.