Sunny held his breath, staring at the runes intensely. He knew what that mory was.
Another drop of divine blood, recieved in a mory of the sa na as the one that had supposedly gave him Blood Weave, not that he could rember...
And knowing where the Shadow Slave Aspect had co from and to which deity it was connected, it wasn’t hard to guess whose blood it was.
Shadow God... this mory was a drop of Shadow God’s blood.
...And in that drop was his lineage.
"Can’t be..."
But it was. Sunny had just received a second Lineage mory, and was going to recieve his third lineage... more than that, that lineage was a complete one — like [The Fire] that AR-26710 had inherited from Sun God — not a fragnt of a forbidden bloodline that he had inherited from Weaver, the Demon of Fate.
Sunny studied the runes for a while, then slowly turned away.
He wasn’t ready to summon the Drop of Ichor yet. First of all, there was a very interesting passage in the Vessel of Rembrance about his previous experiences with Lineage mories...
"It felt like soone tore out my eyeballs and shoved them down my ears! Fuck you Weaver!"
What a descriptive guy.
He simply had to prepare himself ntally.
Sunny paced for a bit, then decided to study the mories he had received in the Tournant to distract himself.
He had already studied the mory of Ice in detail, so three more remained.
The arrow, the shield, and the final reward he had received from Morgan... the mory created in the forge of the Great Clan Valor.
The real reason he had joined the Dream Tournant, in the first place.
Sunny hesitated for a mont, then looked at the list of his mories.
mories: [Weaver’s Mask], [Silver Bell], [Puppeteer’s Shroud], [Vessel of Rembrance], [Midnight Shard], [Moonlight Shard], [Dusk Shard], [Prowling Thorn], [Mantle of the Underworld], [Ordinary Rock], [Autumn Leaf], [Blood Blossom], [Broken Oath], [Dark Wing], [Endless Spring], [Finality’s Farewell], [Destroyer’s Final Road], [Silk Shroud], [Everwinter Night], [Sky Reacher], [Sunflare Talisman], [Ghastly Hunger], [Cruel Sight], [Covetous Coffer], [Evelyn], [Heavenly Burden], [mory of Fire], [Undying Chain], [mory of Ice], [Strike of Thunder], [Patient Avenger], [Morgan’s Warbow], [Drop of Ichor].
’So it’s a bow... but what’s up with that na?’
Well... it made sense, actually. If this was really a custom mory created for a specific user, then why wouldn’t its na fit theirs?
Sunny’s Warbow sounded better, anyways...
Sunny concentrated on the arrow first.
mory: [Strike of Thunder].
mory Rank: Ascended.
mory Tier: II.
mory Type: Weapon.
mory Description: [A powerful spirit was once trapped in a glass bottle for a thousand years. This lightning is a manifestation of his rage.]
mory Enchantnts: [Caged Lightning].
Enchantnt Description: [This arrow strikes as fast as a bolt of lightning, and chains it’s devastating damage to several nearby creatures.]
’So... lightning in a bottle, huh?’
Even though the arrow’s single enchantnt was an active one and required a lot of Essence to access, which ant that it couldn’t be used often, the effect was very good. It was able to deal damage to groups of enemies, which could co in handy in many situations.
Satisfied, he shifted his gaze to the shield.
mory: [Patient Avenger].
mory Rank: Ascended.
mory Tier: III.
mory Type: Weapon.
mory Description: [Afla with hatred, she waited and watched. When the ti ca, her vengeance was colder than ice.]
mory Enchantnts: [Tenacious], [Burning Heart], [Cold Steel].
[Tenacious] Enchantnt Description: "This shield is especially durable."
[Burning Heart] Enchantnt Description: "This shield can store a portion of fire damage it receives to augnt another weapon of it’s wielder or unleash a devastating shockwave."
[Cold Steel] Enchantnt Description: "This shield can store a portion of impact damage it receives to augnt another weapon of it’s wielder or unleash an immolating wave of fire."
’Huh...’
Sunny thought for a bit. So, this shield was basically able to convert heat to kinetic energy, and vice versa. The stored energy could be used to enhance another weapon or released all at once to deliver a powerful attack. Which ant that the more hits the shield received, the more devastating the resulting retaliation would be.
Saint was long overdue for a good shield mory, and this one would suit her very well. A weak smile appeared on Sunny’s face.
’And finally... the main prize...’
He sighed, then concentrated on the bow he had received from Transcendent Morgan of clan Valor. He also summoned it.
A composite bow made out of black horn and dark polished wood manifested itself from a storm of crimson sparks. It was entirely black, however, its string was of a vibrant scarlet color. There was also a brand carved into one of it’s limbs near the grip, it’s contour of the sa color as the string. It depicted the crest of the Valor family — a straight sword thrust through an iron anvil.
The bow was quite beautiful... but more importantly, it radiated a feeling of imnse power.
Sunny admired the weapon for a few monts, and then turned back to the runes:
mory: [Morgan’s Warbow].
mory Rank: Transcendent.
mory Tier: IV.
mory Type: Weapon.
mory Description: "Death is worth living for. Love is worth waiting for."
’How romantic... and how morbid... but who cares?! That’s my second Transcendent mory, baby!’
Sunny didn’t know who created this description — the Spell itself or the person who had forged the bow. If it was the latter, then maybe this was a ssage to Morgan, or a lesson the spellsmith wanted to impart to her.
But what kind of a lesson was that?
Curious, Sunny looked beneath the surface of the black bow, wishing to see if the spellweave of a mory created by a human was different from that created by the Spell. However, it seed pretty much the sa — vast, inconceivably complex, and eerily beautiful.
In any case, he was excited to see that this mory was of the fourth tier. It was powerful, indeed... no less powerful than the Cruel Sight. Encouraged, he continued to read the runes.
mory Enchantnts: [Soul Arrows], [Unbending], [Burden of Peace], [Death Dealer].
’Four enchantnts... first two are passive, the other two are active. Not bad...’
He concentrated on the first enchantnt.
[Soul Arrows] Enchantnt Description: "This bow attunes to the soul of it’s wielder and is capable of creating arrows that share it’s affinity."
[Unbending] Enchantnts Description: "This adamantine bow demands a giant’s might to be bent. Because of that, arrows shot from it travel as far as the eye can see, and strike with terrible strength, piercing both armor and flesh."
The passive enchantnts were not bad, to say the least. Sunny wasn’t sure what arrows that shared the affinity of his soul could do, but the fact that the bow itself could produce an unlimited amount of arrows was already a great boon.
Each of the soul arrows would also share the tier and Rank of the Warbow that created them, which was simply incredible.
To test it, Sunny grabbed the sting and tried to draw the warbow. Even with all his strength, Sunny was only able to do it after augnting himself with three shadows, and that only barely. As soon as the string moved, a black arrow that looked as if it was made out of solidified shadows suddenly appeared on it.
Sunny released the string, and in the next mont, his window exploded into shattered glass as a black shape flew over the distant snowfield.
’Crap!’
After a few monts of dismay, he could have sworn he felt the world quake beneath him.
He stared at the broken window dejectedly, then sighed and looked back to the runes.
[Burden of Peace] Enchantnt Description: "After soul arrows pierce the flesh of an enemy, their weight can be drastically increased."
’Interesting...’
Sunny could already think of several useful applications for this enchantnt, be it to make wounds dealt by the arrows more severe or simply to slow the enemy down.
There was one last string of runes left:
[Death Dealer] Enchantnt Description: "This bow is able to consu a large amount of Essence to deliver an obliterating strike."
That sounded... ominous.
Sunny was curious to know how obliterating exactly that strike was supposed to be, but he was not going to test it in his room. It already suffered enough.
Morgan’s Warbow... was indeed a weapon worthy of a Transcendent knight from a Great Clan. It was a truly formidable and versatile weapon. In any other circumstance, Sunny would have been mad from joy after receiving it.
And he was... sort of...
But there was one more mory he had to deal with.
It was ti. He couldn’t postpone it anymore.
Sunny glanced at the beautiful bow for the last ti, then sighed and dismissed it.
As soon as the flood of scarlet sparks disappeared, he summoned the Drop of Ichor.
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