Sitting on the very edge of the Sanctuary island with his feet dangling above the abyss of the Sky Below, Sunny was enjoying the view of the clear streams falling down into the darkness and turning into clouds of water dust.
After a while, he lowered his eyes and looked at the item laying on his palm with a bit of confusion.
’So... that’s it?’
This was one of the two mories he had exchanged for his assistance with the Simulated Universe, recieved directly from Herta’s puppet. It looked like a long, narrow needle forged out of black steel, with gold wire wrapped around one of its ends — sort of like an antique acupuncture needle, but much sturdier.
The needle’s na was Heavenly Burden... a very ironic na for a mory, here on the Chained Isles.
Very curious, Sunny summoned the runes:
mory: [Heavenly Burden].
mory Rank: Awakened.
mory Tier: III.
mory Type: Tool.
mory Description: [To be free of a burden, one has to let go of all attachnts they hold in their heart. Only those who untethered themselves from everything can beco truly free.]
’Sounds wonderful...’
At first glance, the mory wasn’t too outstanding. It’s Rank wasn’t high, and neither was it’s tier. With the amount of money Sunny was making, having recently sold the four Ascended Soul Shards he recieved from the Mimic, he could probably buy sothing like this after a week or two of collecting Soul Shards in the Dream Realm.
...But Herta had things that were either extrely difficult or impossible to get on the market. Heavenly Burden was one such thing, and it was due to the enchantnt the needle possessed:
mory Enchantnts: [Unburdened].
Enchantnt Description: [Those pierced with this needle will rise to the skies.]
...Indeed, it was a mory that could allow him to fly.
Sort of.
Flight enchantnts were extrely rare and trendously valued. In all honesty, Sunny had no business being able to get his hands on a mory such as this — he was already incredibly lucky to have the Dark Wing, which, while not capable of true flight, was pretty close to it.
Usually, only Masters or Saints were able to purchase decent flight mories. Even then, they needed affiliation. In this world, life as an Awakened — one that wanted to grow stronger — hinged on resources. Soul Shards were needed to saturate their Soul Core, but they were also used as a currency to gain mories and Echoes.
That was the advantage of being part of a Legacy clan or a major faction. Those resources were directly provided to those who proved to have worthwhile prospects. Sunny, who had no real backing, had to do things like be guinea pig for the Simulated Universe to get his hands on a flight mory.
Well... from what he understood about the black needle, calling it a decent flight mory was a bit of a stretch. Still, it was indeed capable of gifting him the ability to fly.
He grimaced a little, then thrust the needle into his forearm. However, nothing happened... well, of course it didn’t. The thing failed to pierce the soft, but adamantine fabric of the Puppeteer’s Shroud.
Sunny thought for a bit, and then enhanced the Heavenly Burden with one of his shadows. This ti, the needle went through, and buried itself in his flesh.
’...Ouch.’
The pain was sharp, but not too bad. More than that, Sunny had no ti to think about it... and that was because as soon as the Heavenly Burden pierced his skin, his body floated up.
...And continued doing so.
Sunny was steadily rising into the sky, be it at a slow speed. It was as though he had suddenly turned into a balloon. The feeling would have been rather funny, if it wasn’t so terrifying — mostly because a sudden gust of wind threw him slightly to the side, and now, there was nothing but the darkness of the Sky Below beneath him.
Both amused and slightly tense, Sunny summoned the Dark Wing. He also summoned the Prowling Thorn, just to be on the safer side. After both mories manifested themselves, he hesitated for a mont, and then wrapped the black needle in his second shadow, too.
Imdiately, the speed with which he was rising into the air increased.
Sunny allowed himself to float upward for a few monts, and then commanded the Dark Wing to activate. With its help, he changed the direction of his flight, and slowly moved back toward the island. Making sure that there was solid ground under him, he then dismissed the Heavenly Burden and smoothly glided down.
’...Not bad!’
One mory could only move him upward, while the other allowed him to glide in any direction except up. Together, they gave him the ability of true flight. Even if it was slow and ineffective...
The point was, he was not going to fall endlessly into the Sky Below again... not unless he wanted to.
Sunny returned to the edge of the Sanctuary, sat down, and stared at one of the chains leading to a neighboring island.
With a sigh, he looked down and summoned the second mory he received from Herta.
A piece of beautiful ember that looked like solidified fla appeared on his palm, inlaid in a fra made out of dull tal.
He summoned the runes:
mory: [mory of Fire].
mory Rank: Ascended.
mory Tier: I.
mory Type: Charm.
mory Description: [...And then, there was nothing but fla.]
’Huh... short and sweet.’
mory Enchantnts: [Scorching Heat.]
Enchantnt Description: [This charm provides the wearer with moderate resistance to fire.]
And that was that. With these two mories, Sunny felt more or less ready to plunge into the dark abyss below the Chained Isles once more, when the ti ca. With Dark Wing and the Heavenly Burden allowing him to fly... or rather, float... and the [Underworld Armant] of the Mantle enhancing the protective effect of the mory of Fire, his next trip to the Ebony Tower would be less perilous.
Hopefully...
Sunny looked in the direction of the Desecrated Grove. He supposed it was ti for him to go now.
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