POV: Devas Asura
Rin had a good idea, but seeing it now, the outco was kind of obvious. But still, a good idea.
What would happen if I threw an "Artificial Sapphire" or a mana stone into the matrix?
Absolutely nothing.
The matrix didn't consu the mana, and the impurities that already existed weren't purified because it didn't do that.
It just fused everything into a larger "Artificial Sapphire" with impurities from others.
More mana, more dirt. It was useful if I were to power a machine or matrix with it, but use it myself? It was worse than the small ones.
Not to ntion, it was the size of a baseball; I wasn't going to bite into that shit.
Oh, yeah, it wasn't a full moon yesterday, it was just a h day, really.
By the way, I saved a mission. It's of [White] rarity. It was ridiculously easy, with a reward of only five thousand SP.
But honestly, even if I had to pay a million SP, I would go on this mission because there was sothing I really wanted there.
I just needed to arrange a few things here in Terraria to accept the mission.
[...]
It had been about three days since I received the matrix from Dylan's mother.
In the anti, I basically "relaxed." Since basically, the only things I had done were studying the Mystic Symbols, both Goblins and Terrarians, and studying the runes to complete my armor.
One thing I had also discovered was that paranoia prevailed.
Simply put, my paranoia about not using the goblin weapons and armor ended up saving from many unnecessary problems, the biggest of which was exploding.
Frankly, whoever had created the Mystic Symbols on goblin equipnt was a complete bastard. The reason was simple. The Mystic Symbols drawn on the equipnt were simple enhancents.
Increased strength, increased armor defense, increased resistance to cuts in armor.
The basics I had discovered. With that, the ink used to draw these symbols was a bluish-green ink, mainly made from plants and other materials.
But there was a catch; within these matrices, there was a tiny matrix, the size of a bottle cap, maybe even smaller.
It was a tiny silver triangle, hidden or drawn on the inside of the armor or on the bottom of the sword poml, on the inside of the shield handle.
Overall, on all equipnt, this triangular matrix was hidden for a simple reason.
It was a bomb.
Basically, the triangular matrix functioned as a fingerprint scanner, only instead of taking your physical fingerprint, it took your magical fingerprint.
It wasn't hard to guess that each person had a different mana, but it wasn't just individuals who had differences, races did too.
I still rember the feeling of being surrounded by the army and their mana. Goblins had a more... Well... I would hesitate to call it corrupted, but it was sothing darker, as if they were synchronized with the night or darkness.
Terrarians, even varying from person to person, had more or less the sa essence, sothing more neutral, so to speak.
So basically, when soone put mana into goblin equipnt to activate the Mystic Symbols, that person's mana passed through this "scanner," and when it detected that it wasn't a goblin using the item... Boom!
And it wasn't a small explosion; the triangular matrix, even though small, had sothing special besides being a scanner and exploding; it imploded the sword, using the mana from all the Mystic Symbols to break the sword from the inside.
Basically, Broken Phantasm... a copy of a copy, since this was basically Alaya's favorite dog's mark.
Frankly, it was ingenious because the materials for this triangular matrix were simple, focusing on one in particular. Zinc.
The other ingredients were basically citrus fruits, stabilized by the gel of the green sli, and so other things.
Words from Snape and Analyze: Item, even though I was good at creating matrices with Mystic Symbols (I think?) and seeing patterns, the potions master was the emo with a problem with the childhood friend.
This combination of Zinc and acid caused a tiny reaction when activated, creating a pathetic amount of thane gas, but that amount was enough to start the chain reaction.
This tiny amount of thane gas made the matrix behave like gas to a certain extent, but the thane gas consud oxygen to produce carbon dioxide and water.
What did the matrix consu then? Mana. And not a little mana, but the mana of the entire sword, aning the more mana the person in question put into the sword, the bigger the ss would be.
Since, after consuming the mana, it used all the consud mana, converting everything into an explosion that imploded the sword from the inside.
I was totally copying that matrix and using it on bullets, sothing that absorbed mana, and the more mana, the worse the damage?
If I shot with one of these bullets, and my enemy tried to defend using mana... It wouldn't be pretty what would be left...
Screw it, if they could copy the son, I could very well copy the father.
Alaya's dog for Alaya's dog.
In the end, after all this, I ended up discovering that the tal that composed the goblin's armor and weapons was more mundane than I thought.
I thought it could be so kind of goblin iron or steel, sothing using alchemy or Mystic Symbols in the preparation.
No, it was a lead-tin alloy.
How they didn't die from lead poisoning, I had no idea. Goblin organism, I presu, or magic, it was almost always magic.
So, all this explanation could be summarized as: All this junk was useless.
The Mystic Symbols I was confident I could do better, the triangular matrix I had analyzed, I could and would copy it.
Finally, the armor was crap, iron served better.
I had a bunch of garbage in the form of battle equipnt, to sum it up.
I threw everything into the matrix, didn't even need to worry about the triangular matrix fucking everything up, as I had done a test, that dark green symbol literally destroyed everything, tearing the equipnt apart, lead, tin, ink, matrix, everything.
That thing gave chills, the really bad ones, the ones I usually had when sothing dangerous happened.
With this little episode finished, I ended up discovering that the inks were much more important than the importance I had already attributed to them.
You know that talk about making an ink very compatible with you, for mana resonance and everything else? I wouldn't call it useless, but it wasn't all that I had heard.
Of course, if I were to make sothing that only I would use, an armor, using an ink that resonated with my mana, with in general, was the best, in parts, as this would fortify the Mystic Symbols.
But if I wanted to make sothing specific, assuming, an amulet that helped breathe underwater, it was better for to use materials that involved water in general.
The sa goes for any elent, be it fire, lightning, earth.
The Dye Trader NPC had never made so much sense; in the ga, dyes were only visual, made, by their nas, of various things that I thought were random. Here? They were literally the most precious things for the Terrarians.
Which brings to my current situation; I needed to go to the market, buy everything I could see that had sothing to do with water.
I literally had the hair of a water goddess, as diocre as Aqua might be, her mana and divinity weren't.
So, I rushed to the kingdom's market, buying everything that had the slightest involvent with water or water mana.
Aquamarine, mainly, and so other materials. But the main thing I wanted was sothing rare, apparently.
Waterleaf, a little plant made of water that grew in the desert, and, from what I found out, a damn sought-after material, since, besides being used in food, bath salts, and other minor things.
The ink made with it as a base made things waterproof or absorbed more water.
Luckily, I knew a guy who could get them for , or rather, Dylan knew him. Gilbert, if I'm not mistaken, that was the na the guide had ntioned, right?
[...]
POV: Gilbert Jheut
After fainting, shooting as many arrows as I could, I left all my hopes in the hands of the Oakwood boy and the man fighting against the army.
I don't know what happened after that, only that I woke up in one of the Oakwood family's hospital wings.
I didn't stay there for long, as my condition was much better than that of the other people, as I had recently arrived in Jille village, about two months ago, give or take a few days, frankly, I wasn't sure.
I tried to get discharged as soon as possible, streamlined so things with the contacts I had, and managed to get out of there less than a week later.
"Go back to the hospital, old man!"
Now, if my daughter could give so rest, I would be thankful.
I sighed, reclining in my chair and looked at my younger of the two sons, and the only one at ho to welco , as my older son was a golf maniac and should be playing with his friends.
"I'm fine, I won't stay in a damn hospital, I just need to rest at ho quietly to recover." As much as I didn't hate hospitals, I didn't like them either.
Staying more than necessary in them was sothing that, if I could avoid, I would.
My response only seed to make her more irritated, as I could see her fox ears rapidly shaking on her head, and I could see her forehead furrowing.
My daughter had taken a lot after her mother, my late wife, her hair being the sa color as her mother's, a reddish-brown, her skin also being the sa color as her mother's, a healthy tan.
The only thing she had taken from was her dark brown eyes.
As for the ears and tail, she hadn't taken them from either of us, my wife being a Terrarian like . Her ears had appeared when she was cursed, bitten by a strange fox when she accompanied on one of my business trips years ago.
Even after spending thousands of gold coins and years looking for a cure, or the damn fox that bit her, I had not succeeded in finding a way to reverse her curse.
If it were just the animal characteristics, I wouldn't have tried, since my little daughter had really liked them, being happy with her transformation.
The problem was that every full moon, she transford, her whole body gaining animal characteristics, like a fox Beastkin, but unlike the Beastkins, my daughter beca wild, attacking everything in sight.
Fortunately, the first ti this happened, she was twelve years old, and I could easily contain her, receiving only a scar from her claws on my chest that day. From that day on, I started my search for a cure.
Now, every full moon, she was forced to lock herself in a special room that I had ordered just for this, so she wouldn't hurt anyone or herself.
Now her second tail had appeared around her adolescence, I didn't know how or why, but I just ca back one day earlier from a business trip and found her in the kitchen with two tails.
I was clearly worried if the curse had evolved or sothing; I had heard of Beastkins who were born with two tails, being a mutation, but these were rare, and my daughter was not a Beastkin.
But even after talking to her for hours, she had denied going to the hospital, saying she was fine, that she didn't feel bad about the second tail.
Even after that, every ti I ntioned going to the hospital, she would get angry, her face turning red.
It was a sha that my wife died around that ti; she would have been able to convince our teenage daughter, the two were always very close.
"Co on, Robyn, you don't like hospitals, I don't want to stay in one, let the subject go." I sighed, biting into an apple while my daughter, Robyn, gave up on the subject.
"How's your shop, by the way?" After a few minutes of silence, I restarted the conversation.
My daughter had opened an animal shop, involving animal care and breeding, for both regular people and contractors looking for a partner.
"Hmm..." She humd softly before responding, one of her tails going to her lap while the other stayed beside her on the chair, not moving much.
"It's going well; sales have been better in the last few months, especially in the last weeks because of a new contractor." She said while stroking her tail.
"I'm glad sales were going so well that you didn't even notice your old man's disappearance." I caught the pillow she threw at and continued, ignoring her annoyed look.
I knew she hadn't noticed my absence because being away for months at a ti was normal since I traveled a lot with my caravan.
"And why did this new contractor make your sales skyrocket? A new boyfriend perhaps? Should I get my old bow?" I teased, dodging another pillow.
Speaking of which, I better get my bow, I should start training again, especially after seeing that battle.
"No. No new boyfriend. Your daughter is still single." She huffed, throwing her hands in the air and letting her body fall into the chair.
"He's so kind of maniac with infinite energy, doing missions non-stop and without sleeping." She began explaining about this new contractor. "Contractors got kinda jealous and envious of his effectiveness and ca to the shop wanting hunting animals to help them in missions."
"Hmm..." That was normal; occasionally, an anomaly or two appeared in the Guild, prompting other contractors to try to get stronger to match or surpass him.
Even in my ti when I was active in the Guild as a contractor, it was like that. I still rember when the Duchess of Symbols started gaining fa.
The number of water mages and symbol users had skyrocketed, everyone trying to copy her in so way.
"Idiots, if I were to say sothing." My daughter comnted. "I don't know the guy, but from what I've heard, he must be so kind of monster or sothing. 'The Golem,' as they called him." She huffed, finding the nickna funny but not disagreeing with it.
Why did that remind of sothing?... An image of a man against an army flashed in my mory.
No, it must be a coincidence; that man was at least a steel rank, maybe platinum.
This "The Golem," from what my daughter said, was a new contractor, special as he might be; he shouldn't compare to that monster.
Speaking of which, the Oakwood boy had told that he recomnded to him this morning, sothing about him needing materials and not knowing anyone to buy them directly.
Devas, that was the na the Oakwood boy told ; well, I had given the coordinates to the Oakwood boy and my permission to pass them on to Devas, since my caravan had been robbed by goblins.
He should show up today or tomorrow, probably. Lucky for , I had my savings and always kept so goods for "rainy days."
As I thought, it didn't take long until I heard the doorbell ring. Robyn said she wasn't expecting a visitor, neither was I, besides Devas, so it must be him.
As I was getting up, my daughter jumped, running to the door.
"Stay seated there, old man, I'll open the door." She said as she ran.
I sat back down, letting her open the door. As much as I tried to act tough, my body was still a bit sore, especially my back....
... Getting old sucks.
If it were my teenage self, besides the fact that I wouldn't have fallen for that trap, I would have managed--
"YOU WON'T HURT MY DAD!"
My thoughts were interrupted by my daughter's shout coming from the door.
I ignored all the pain in my body, and before I knew it, I was already running towards the entrance.
[...]
POV: Devas Asura
It didn't take long to find Gilbert's house, as the Minimap was unfair; I just needed the description of the place, and then it would be easy to locate on the map.
After a few minutes of walking, I arrived at the location; it was a large house near the noble district. A wealthy rchant, then.
Funny that none of the guards stopped when I entered the property; had they already been given my description, or did they trust that I wouldn't be a threat?
Shrugging, I passed through the entrance and went to the main door, ringing the doorbell.
I didn't have to wait long until the door opened.
The one who opened the door was a woman, probably around my age.
She had reddish hair, pulled into a brownish color. Her skin was tan and shimred a bit in the sun.
Her facial features were beautiful; her lips were full, her nose slender, her long eyelashes, and her dark brown eyes had a curve that made her look like a fox.
Which was confird since she had fox ears on top of her head and not one but two tails, one of them swaying gently while the other remained still.
She was wearing a short-sleeved green T-shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra either, as her sizable breasts swayed when she walked.
At the bottom, she was wearing pants that I didn't know what material it was, but it was a lightweight fabric, probably due to the heat.
If she had short hair, she would be a hundred percent "Tomboy"... But... That's strange... why that second tail...?
My thoughts were interrupted when my eyes t hers.
She, like the fox beastkin before, recoiled, as if she had seen the devil; her ears flattening on her head.
But, unlike the previous beastkin, she did this for just a second before her dark brown eyes glowed green, and her actions changed.
Her ears perked up, standing erect, along with the fur of one of her tails, and her pupils dilated, a growl coming from her throat, followed by a shout.
"YOU WON'T HURT MY DAD!"
Then, without hesitation, she jumped, brandishing her claws in my direction, claws that had beco sharp.
What the hell! One day, damn it! Just one damn day! Can't I have peace?
I took a step to the side, letting her pass by , and jumped back, distancing myself from the crazy fox girl.
I didn't attack her back, for two reasons.
The first being that she seed to have mistaken sothing, attacking , thinking I would hurt her father.
And second...
I dodged again, taking a step to the side, then tilting the upper part of my body backward, avoiding her claws.
... She was ridiculously slow for to the point where I could read the (CHAT).
[(MOD)GeniusBillionairePlayboy]: Is it so kind of gypsy curse or sothing? It's the second fox woman who reacts in a strange way just by looking into your eyes. (Iron Man laughing and eating popcorn emote).
[BestToadSannin]: Maybe their instincts? Animals have better instincts; sothing in Devas' eyes must have made them react like that. (Thinking frog emote).
[(MOD)RedHuntressLive]: I wonder how Blake would react, or is it just with foxes? would it work with cats? Or rabbits?. (Curious Little Red Riding Hood emote)
[TohsakaHeiress]: She has two tails! A two-tailed kitsune?! (Chibi Rin surprised emote).
[YellowHuntressLive]: Knowing Blake, even if it doesn't work, she must pretend it worked, just to shrink and seem sub-
[(MOD)WhiteHuntressLive]: I'm not splitting up, if you want to help Yang, go alone, Ruby. (Snow White sighing emote)
[(MOD)GryffinHouseMatron]: Probably the instincts of beastkin and faunus/animal-people since when I transform, my senses and instincts get better. (Black cat with witch hat scratching chin emote).
What instincts did I activate just by existing?
I literally looked at her; I didn't even try to appear threatening or anything. I'm still wearing casual clothes, no weapons or armor.
I should be feeling threatened here, as strangely, this woman always aid for vital points, including my balls!
Damn it, woman! You don't attack that place!
I must have stood there, playing tag with the fox woman for a few seconds, five or six at most, before an older man appeared at the house's door, ard with a bow, an arrow glowing and pointed in my direction.
Luckily, he didn't shoot... Lucky for them, as for a mont, I had returned to the battlefield; I was less than a second away from pulling out my halberd and blasting the woman in front of with a single strike and running towards the man.
Fortunately, I didn't do that; my self-control being greater than my slight PTSD.
The man seed to recognize from sowhere, probably the description Dylan gave him about . He lowered the bow and shouted, grabbing the fox girl's attention.
"Robyn! Stop! He's an acquaintance of mine, don't attack him!" The man's voice woke the girl from the frenzy she was in, making her stop attacking and jump back.
She was still bristled and on alert, but she didn't attack .
During this ti, the man ran up to her, his breath slightly panting before he straightened up and placed his hand on the woman's shoulder.
"He's an acquaintance, what happened? Why did you attack him?" He seed on guard, even though he had stopped the "fight." He still didn't know why she had started.
The woman seed to hesitate before relaxing; her muscles loosening, along with the fur of her animal parts returning to normal.
"I... don't know, really..." She said, looking confused. "I just looked into his eyes, and sothing in said he was dangerous... that I should shrink, appear smaller, and wait for the best chance to escape." She looked embarrassed before straightening her back.
"But you were still inside the house; I couldn't run away and leave you alone with this... guy." She hesitated, changing the word at the end of the sentence.
Your crazy ass was about to say sothing offensive, wasn't it?
Interestingly, this explanation seed to make sense to the man, who relaxed at the sa ti he waved to the guards running towards us in the distance, dispersing them.
I'd hire better guards, buddy, with their response ti being so crappy, you'd be dead a long ti ago if I were really an enemy.
"By the way, Dad, were you ssing with when you asked about 'The Golem'?" The fox woman comnted, looking at the man, unaware of my grimace.
That nickna again...
Before the man could respond, she continued, pointing at .
"Why didn't you tell you knew him?!"
[...]
Inside the house, after the introductions, I sat on the sofa.
"You got it wrong; I'm not that 'Golem' you're talking about." I waved to the fox woman, Robyn, denying it.
"The description I heard is exactly the sa!" She said, lightly hitting the table with one of her hands. "Black hair, light brown eyes, the height matches..." She looked at my arms. "The muscles too! How is it not you?"
I quickly pointed to my face.
"I know this guy; I've heard of him, he had a scar on his face, didn't he?" I asked, pointing to where my old scar used to be.
"I must look like him, that's all." Co on, damn it, believe it!
She hesitated, lowering the raised finger and returned to sit in the armchair in front of , with Gilbert sitting on the other sofa.
"Alright... I must have confused things, sorry." She pouted lightly. "I just wanted to thank the guy; he tripled my sales recently..."
Hell yeah! It worked!
"I'll let the guy know if I see him around. But I think it's hard to find him; I'm just a very normal person..." I ignored the coffee spray that ca out of Gilbert's mouth when he spit forward, surprised. Dylan, what have you been saying about out there? "...Nothing like the strong contractors in the Guild."
Robyn, the fox woman, sighed, leaning back in the armchair.
"True, you had to retreat from an attack by , who isn't even a contractor. You must be pretty weak..." She comnted, ignoring her father's startled reaction.
Your little thing... Is that so?
She's lucky I was polite, as I could very well pull out that anal plug she was wearing, "pulling" it into the inventory.
Yes, that's why one of her "tails" looked strange, like I could put it in the inventory.
It's because it wasn't a tail, but a butt plug.
Two-tailed kitsune my ass, she's just a pervert with a one tail and a butt plug.
Gilbert seed to have had enough and coughed into his hand, steering the conversation back to what it was supposed to be, a negotiation.
"So... Oakwood told you wanted to buy so uncommon things, what would those be?" Gilbert asked, his deanor shifting to a businesslike one.
I didn't respond verbally, but I pulled out a paper with a list from my inventory. "Here, these materials are the ones I couldn't find on the market." I said as I handed him the list.
"Ignore the nas you don't recognize; I might have confused sothing." Or they just didn't exist or had different nas, well, different world and all.
He put on glasses and read the list for a few minutes before sighing, taking off the glasses and massaging his eyelids.
"These are so complicated materials here, most are uncommon plants to see around. They only grow in specialized greenhouses or on traveling caravans." He continued.
"If it were before I lost my caravan, I would have them easily, but now..." He shook his head, handing back the list.
"I have so of them stored, but not most. I can talk to so acquaintances, but I'll only get these materials in about a week or two, what do you think?"
"Hmm..." I humd lightly as I put the list back into my inventory.
One or two weeks was a fair ti for the amount of materials I had requested, especially since I knew they were "rare" here in Terraria.
They were mostly plants, fruits not found in the region's climate, animal materials, and ores as well, so of which I had little of, like platinum and surprisingly, copper.
"It could be in one or two weeks; I'm not in such a hurry." The materials weren't really needed right now since I was going to make my armor using the dye I already had. "How much would everything cost?"
He hesitated, standing still for a few seconds, probably doing the math before shaking his head.
"I won't charge for this; you and the Oakwood kid saved back then, I'd be shaless if I charged you anything." He said with a serious, resolute face.
Robyn stood by, just watching, not interrupting her father.
Hmm... This, frankly, was a good thing, as I could save, but I also wasn't short on money; my sales of clothes and so other useless things for yielded quite a bit...
So, what I lacked at the mont wasn't money, but connections.
Dylan was a friend I could turn to, but it was good to have my own connections out there, and aside from Markus, maybe Emily and Geralt, I didn't know many people.
"Let's do this..." I started. "You went through a rough ti back there; losing an entire caravan can't be easy. So, here's my proposal." I threw so clothes on the table for him to pick up.
Let's see if I could be a supplier here; throwing a few thousand clothing items would hardly hurt my stock.
Three months of rampant theft in a country in an apocalyptic state did that. I practically had a few cities in my inventory, of course, not literally, since I couldn't pick up everything like buildings.
But what was inside them? That was another story; even with the inventory range being ten ters in the past, it wouldn't take half an hour for to grab everything from inside a mall.
And if sothing happened and I really ran out of things, it was easy to jump into a normal world and steal more.
After that, negotiations began. Frankly, I didn't think Gilbert would double-cross here, as the guy seed sincere.
But still, having soone like Stark and Pepper on my "shoulder" ensured that the contract we agreed upon favored .
Gilbert seed relieved with the deal. It seems that the loss of his caravan hurt more than he had let on before.
After we closed everything, he stood up and asked to wait a bit because he was going to get so of the materials I had requested.
So, it ended up being just and Robyn in the room.
I stayed silent because I didn't want to start a conversation; my thoughts focused on my possible experints.
Robyn seed to have another idea, as the redhead uncrossed her legs and leaned forward, looking in the eyes.
"I don't know why my instincts consider you a threat..." She comnted softly before leaning back. "You ran away from , and I'm not even a contractor... There must be sothing wrong with them or sothing."
"True." I comnted calmly. I didn't know what ga was being played here and why she wanted a reaction from , but frankly, I lived in the age of the internet, woman.
If you want to get a reaction from with insults, you better co back in a hundred years. It's more likely the moon turns red than that happens.
She realized I didn't react as she expected and made a low click with her tongue.
"My dad seems to think you're strong for so reason, and I've never seen him accept a deal where he had the smaller part. Tell ..." She tapped her fingers on the armrest of the armchair. "Are you so kind of swindling cheater or sothing? Blackmailer, perhaps?"
So that was it; she thought I was blackmailing Gilbert? Or deceiving him in so way?
That explained the animosity, but still, they were basically unfounded accusations. But, for so reason, I didn't think that was all.
"Actually, I'm a strear; I have no knack for being a cheater or a blackmailer." I comnted softly, my attention partially focused on her.
She blinked confused. "What's a 'steramre'?" She butchered the word trying to repeat it.
"So kind of actor or sothing?" She looked up and down. "Or so kind of luxury go-go boy?" She teased. "Used to dodging claws?"
Ah, I see, it was pride then.
She hadn't landed a hit on , and since she thought I was weaker than her, probably her dominant side, her ego got bruised.
But let's see if she can play then; this little teasing show is a two-player ga, after all.
"Hmm..." I didn't answer, just pointed at her with my chin. "Used to wearing that second tail all day?"
The mont I said that, she froze.
"H...ho...how? Do you know about that?" She asked, her voice trembling slightly, and her cheeks blushing lightly, making her dark skin gain a darker tone.
Weak.
"Know what?" I whistled calmly, taking a sip of my cup of coffee. Now, this was a drink; fuck tea, who liked that?
She growled, which, with her shakiness and embarrassnt, seed more like an angry little puppy.
"How do you know about my..." She didn't say it, but it was obvious.
I was tempted to comnt and say "Your what? Anal plug?" But I had almost two thousand people watching ; it would be in bad taste to expose her like that.
Luckily, I didn't need to co up with an excuse. Gilbert returned and sat in his previous seat, making a large box appear on the table after tapping his necklace twice.
Travel space then.
"Here are the Waterleafs I had saved; they are of the best quality. Treat it as a gift from a business partner; you don't need to pay anything."
This ti, I wouldn't hesitate.
With a thought, I threw the box into the inventory and stood up, making Gilbert and Robyn stand up with .
Gilbert to say goodbye, accompanying to the door, and Robyn following , probably wanting to know how I knew about her little secret.
Reaching the door, I shook hands with Gilbert.
"Well, I'll be going then. It was a pleasure doing business with you, Gilbert." He shook my hand back and slapped my forearm with his other hand.
"I thank you, Devas. Thanks again for saving back then."
With that finished, I left the property. Robyn tried to follow , probably to interrogate or sothing, but without success.
She should thank for leaving without answering; if I answered, she would be exposed, her little secret exposed to almost two thousand people.
Frankly, I should be paid for being so magnanimous.
[...]
About a week after returning from my negotiation with the father of the two-tailed furry, I had finished my armor... Well, almost finished was the answer, as I still needed to draw the Mystic Symbols.
Basically, I needed to engrave the runes first since I was following the example of the Shadowfla necklace.
On the necklace, the Mystic Symbols seed to have been drawn around the runes, not the runes in the spaces between the symbols.
So I focused on engraving the runes first, which took ti, as it only took one distraction for everything to go downhill.
Basically, I engraved one rune at a ti, first on the helt, then on the chest, and so on; each piece of the armor had a rune.
As for the ink I would use to create the Mystic Symbols, I ended up using the one that resonated with the most, as this was the armor I would wear, focused on defending myself only, no buts.
I had finished the ink using Aqua's hair as well; I just needed to figure out what I would use it for, probably so accessory or sothing.
As for the armor, I ended up taking about five hours to finish everything, drawing the Mystic Symbols as accurately as I could so that everything would turn out the best.
The result was sothing I was satisfied with.
-//-
[Rune-Symbol Armor (Unnad)]
[Runes: Protection - Defense - Resistance - Toughening]
Type: Armor
Prefix: None
Mystic Symbols (Human):
Protection against cuts (Low-high), Protection against impact (Low-high), Protection against projectiles (Low-high), Protection against piercing (Low-high), Protection against magic (Low-high), Protection against physical damage (Low-high), Protection against explosions (dium-dium)
Defense: 704
Durability: 2237/2237
Rarity: Green
Set Effect: Increases the defense of the armor by 10%
Set Effect: When equipped by "Devas Asura," the effects of the armor are increased by 50% due to mana resonance.
Description: An armor made by an experienced blacksmith, enhanced by a Rune-Symbol Blacksmith, a beginner but talented one, known more as "The Strear," Devas.
Even with low-level materials, due to the effort that "The Strear" put into its making, the armor transcended its level, the end result being much better than it should have been.
It's still not sothing on the level that could withstand blows from a God, but to endure battles that could destroy blocks or small villages is more than enough.
(Author: Durability and defense do not include Mystic Symbols and Runes, the only thing not counted is the set bonus!)
(Author: I will simplify the next items, so as not to clutter the chapter with Mystic Symbols information, I left this one because it's the first, for you to have an idea)
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Funny that by combining both Terrarian and Goblin Mystic Symbols, the stream considered it sothing entirely new, sothing of my own, Human.
I even gained two achievents with this:
[Unlocked Achievent!: Rune-Symbol Blacksmith! - 100000 SP!]
[Unlocked Achievent!: Worthy Creation! - 100000 SP!]
Overall, I was satisfied.
I didn't celebrate or anything, as when I finished this armor, I was exhausted, not physically, but ntally.
The pressure of knowing that if I ssed up sothing, about a week of hard work would go down the drain was horrible, especially since I had to stay totally focused for almost five hours.
To say that my brain was close to turning into porridge was an understatent.
But still, I had a slight smile on my face, especially with the comnts from the (CHAT).
[(MOD)GeniusBillionairePlayboy]: I'm man enough to admit that your armor is better than mine... for now. Let finish mine, and it will surpass yours by far! But congratulations on the creation. (Iron Man clapping emote).
[YellowHuntressLive]: I'll congratulate you in Ruby's place. When she stops drooling over the armor, she should do it herself. (Yellow bear wishing congratulations emote).
[TohsakaHeiress]: I don't have much to compare, but it seems like a strong mystical code. So, congratulations on the creation. It's excellent work from what I see. (Chibi Rin waving calmly emote).
[WiseWizardGleam]: I'm not sure how much 700 defense is, but from my experience and the look of the armor, I would guess it could withstand several serious spells of mine, probably more. A beautiful creation, Devas. (Old wizard smiling happily emote).
[(MOD)GryffinHouseMatron]: I'll translate. When Albus says it could withstand several spells of his, he ans the armor could probably survive the explosion of so bombs. Congratulations, Devas. If you were my student, this armor would earn your house an extra 100 points. (Black cat with glasses and witch hat smiling emote).
[AdvocateOfGenderEquality]: I'm not jealous... I'm not sad that Aqua made another debt forcing to spend a large part of my money... (Generic crying guy emote).
[(MOD)RedHuntressLive]: CONGRATULATIONS, DEVAS! AND I WASN'T DROOLING, JUST APPRECIATING A WORK OF ART! (Little Red Riding Hood smiling happily emote.)
It was good when soone recognized your hard work, even if it wasn't necessary; it was a good feeling.
I threw myself on the bed as quickly as I could after that, waking up about four hours later, refreshed.
[...]
"All set, I guess..." I comnted to the air, finishing setting things up in "my" clearing. Or rather, comnting to the (CHAT).
It was ti for to go on the mission I had saved for over a week. I had already told Dylan that I would be away for a while, the sa with Gilbert. So they wouldn't think I disappeared into thin air or died.
[(MOD)GeniusBillionairePlayboy]: I still don't understand, why the hell do you want to go on a mission that only gives 5k SP? You earn much more just by keeping the stream open. What's in that world that interests you so much?
[WiseWizardGleam]: I have so doubts too. Is it a world you know? (Old wizard yawning emote).
It was about four in the morning, so the number of people in the stream was kinda low, around a hundred.
The only (CHAT - FATE) mbers being Dumbledore and Stark.
"In short, yes, it's a world that I know, and there's sothing I want, and I want it a lot in it."
Frankly, if it were necessary to pay all my SP to go on this mission, I would, as there was sothing I really wanted in that world.
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[World Mission]
Rarity: White
World: Kitsu no Yaiba
Ti limit: 7 days.
Mission description: A family of charcoal burners with the last na Kamado is doing poorly, due to the family patriarch getting sicker due to a lung disease.
Help them spend the last days of a harsh winter in the best way you can.
Reward: 5000 SP!
Secondary missions enabled!
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The mission itself was simple, just helping a family survive a harsh winter, sothing I could do in less than a second.
The mission's rating was [White] because it was sothing completely mundane and easy.
But there was a catch that made this mission extrely valuable to .
A na.
Tanjuro Kamado.
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Well, today's chapter is a bit late, but here it is.
No beating around the bush, onto the chapter.
First of all, the inks—I created this power system based on the visual inks from Terraria, trying to align everything with the ga but modifying it for the story.
Honestly, I like the result. It has imnse potential, as Devas discovered in the chapter, with endless possibilities for creating ink and infinite uses!
I hope I managed to explain how they work in a simple and concrete way, especially with the example of Zinc ink.
Now, Gilbert, the rchant, is Robyn the Zoologist's father. I'm adding so NPCs to make the story more dynamic.
Robyn has two "tails"... well, it's an old in Terraria, where her tail wouldn't be real but a plug. I ended up keeping both her real tail and the plug.
It's a little joke I ca up with, and there's a reason why she wears it. It's quite simple, actually, but I'll save that for writing about in the future. If anyone figures it out, feel free to comnt on why you think that is.
Finally, Devas' armor. It doesn't use Terraria's defense as a base since 700 defense in the ga would make you invincible.
I created a mini-system to use as a base, along with Mystic Symbols and runes. It's a bit complicated and confusing, but it works.
And the Mystic Symbols, as I ntioned in the chapter itself, I'll summarize the symbols for upcoming items, of course, if they have any.
About the halberd, Devas will comnt on it in the next chapters.
Lastly, the world. You guessed it was Kitsu, but it's not during the ani's ti, but rather before when Tanjiro's father, Tanjuro, was alive.
What does Devas want from him?...
Well, that's it. Good night and happy reading.
PS: You didn't find the mini spoiler from the last chapter, or at least, those who did didn't comnt. I thought it would be easy, but maybe not so much.
PSS: One person guessed one of the 3 possible servants Devas should summon, assuming he doesn't use a catalyst, obviously.
PSSS: Here's a small preview of what Devas' servant sheet would be like if he were summoned.
Na: Devas Asura
True na: [REDACTED]
Master: [REDACTED]
Class: Lancer (FALSE)
True Class: [REDACTED] [SEALED]
Paraters:
Strength: B (A ) (When using: [REDACTED])
Endurance: A (A ) (When using: [REDACTED])
Agility: A (A ) (When using: [REDACTED])
Mana: B
Luck: [ERROR] [REDACTED]
Obviously, this is far in the future, beyond what Devas is currently.
I created a mission way in the future where he is "summoned" using sothing of his as a catalyst. Of course, he could refuse the summons, but in the end, he accepted.
Who summoned him? And more importantly, when and why?
I'll leave the class abilities, personal skills, and the Noble Phantasm for the future.
But I'll create a little ga: if anyone finds the Easter egg from the last chapter and comnts on it, that person can choose either a class ability, a personal skill, or a Noble Phantasm that I'll reveal as a spoiler.
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