"Hey, Boss, you know what a teorite is?" Kyle asked.
"I'm not familiar with that word," Theodor said. "It also doesn't sound like Sandspeak."
"Ah, never mind, then," Kyle said with a grin.
'Wonder if that works,' Kyle thought. 'A natural phenonon that doesn't exist in this world. I wonder if there is a Fragnt for sothing that doesn't exist.'
"Inheritor," Theodor said. "I've noticed that you have been using words occasionally that don't seem to exist in Sandspeak. From where did you learn these words?"
Kyle had received all his Sandspeak knowledge from the mirror Sulfur had given him.
However, Kyle could only use words that actually existed in Sandspeak.
Because of that, when Kyle referred to sothing that didn't exist in this world, he automatically used an English word.
teorite, smartphones, internet, computer, and so on.
Sandspeak sounded very different from English.
In the past, Theodor had simply ignored these words since he had believed Kyle to be an idiot who frequently made up words.
Yet, as more ti passed, Theodor beca more suspicious.
Kyle was no longer an idiot.
In fact, the speed at which he learned Spellcasting and understood Fragnts actually ant that he had quite a good head on his shoulders.
And yet, he was still using these strange words.
Kyle furrowed his brows.
'I've never told him about my origins. I an, it feels like I should keep them secret or sothing bad will happen.'
'Do people not always keep this stuff secret in Ani or stuff like that?'
'But what's the actual harm?'
'I an, so people might think you're crazy and not believe you.'
Kyle scratched the back of his head.
'Boss and I have been stuck together for almost three years or sothing like that. I kinda stopped counting.'
'Boss is just a stone in my brain that can't communicate with others.'
'Also, he has a vested interest in keeping alive.'
'What's the actual harm in telling him?'
"Yeah, about that," Kyle said. "I kinda haven't been honest with my background."
Theodor remained silent for a while.
"I thought as much," he said. "To be honest, your background doesn't make a lot of sense."
"You are a half-dwarf. Yet, you only inherited the positive traits of both sides. That seems too good to be true. Additionally, you didn't know the bare basics of so things while also knowing so scattered but advanced concepts."
"You had a basic understanding of economics, but didn't know what techniques or Cradles were. It makes no sense."
"I've been trying to decipher your background for a while now, but nothing seems to fit."
Kyle snorted. "I would be surprised if you managed to guess my origins. They are literally out-of-this-world."
"You believe I couldn't guess them?" Theodor asked with a snort.
"Yeah, the fact that you didn't react to my carefully chosen words just now tells as much," Kyle said with a chuckle.
Theodor thought back to Kyle's words.
"Out of this world?" he asked.
"Yep," Kyle said. "I'm not from this world."
Silence.
"You're saying you're from the Winterfire Kingdom?" Theodor asked.
"Nope," Kyle said. "I've spent my first 24 years or so outside of this world, in a completely different world. Like, a place in a different… space and ti? Can I phrase it like that? Kinda feels wrong."
Theodor remained silent for a while.
"Explain," he said so seconds later.
Over the next minutes, Kyle told Theodor about Earth, his origins, and the Magic Lady.
"So yeah, I'm actually not a half-dwarf. Eating random stuff to grow stronger? My amazing instincts? Not my stuff. I got all of that from the Magic Lady."
Theodor had been silent for a while.
"Can you prove your claims?" Theodor asked.
"I dunno," Kyle said. "I an, I could co up with so stuff we had. I have an improved mind. I bet I can reverse-engineer so stuff from Earth."
Kyle humd for a bit.
"Hey, do you guys have oil?" he asked.
"Yes," Theodor answered. "A burnable liquid that occasionally exists in the ground. It is considered a hazard, and when it is discovered, it gets burned."
"What a waste," Kyle said. "That's like one of the most valuable commodities on Earth."
"Why?" Theodor asked.
"Ever heard of a steam engine?" Kyle asked with a smirk.
"I have never heard of that word before," Theodor said.
"Wait a sec. I should still have so iron," Kyle said.
Naturally, Kyle had long since understood how iron worked, which ant that he could change its shape with his will.
A steam engine was relatively simple, but it was also a bit complex.
Thankfully, Kyle had an improved mind, and he knew what the goal of a steam engine was.
You need water, a boiler, and fuel.
The goal was to make sothing move forward.
After a bit of experintation, Kyle reverse-engineered a steam engine.
Then, Kyle just thought about what cars did.
He had seen gifs of a motor before. There were things going up and down.
They pulled in fuel, and the fuel exploded, moving the big sticks up and down.
The big sticks were attached to the insides of a wheel.
Thanks to his tal-shaping skills, Kyle made a shitty bootleg steam engine.
"Look at this," Kyle said as he put so wood into the space below the boiler.
Then, he lit it.
After a while, the water inside the boiler started to heat up and move along the pipe.
Slowly, the cart started to move forward, shaking back and forth.
"Behold! A car!" Kyle said.
It was barebones.
There was no space for a human.
It looked horrible.
It constantly shook.
BUT!
It moved.
Slowly.
And shittily.
"Now, imagine that thing like a thousand tis better and going like a hundred tis faster," Kyle said.
"And guess what, if you had gas, as in refined oil or sothing like that, you could make that shit move for hundreds of miles."
"Make space for a human, and there you go. People can now move at speeds that only Fighters can reach while not even being able to lift 200 pounds."
Theodor remained silent.
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