(Self Notes)
[Shadow]
\Mirror/
"speaking"
'thinking'
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Another year had passed in the blink of an eye. I did plenty of training to prepare myself for joining the Academy. Captain Rihveil had spoken to the Institute and I would be allowed into the city, so long as I am supervised. Ugh. I had also gotten a considerable number of upgrades to my Soul System as I like to call it.
My parents had ended up adopting Gray, Pora and Daniel. Linear had arrived too, living in the city. Leipa had began training the four of them. Sara though, was still in the Empire, but we had kept contact. I grin. My Soul System is pretty damn awesome.
Aside from the inventory which, again, has been increased, we added communication features, I would be able to contact any of the Host's or their Apparitions through it. Another feature is it's pocket dimension a Room we had taken to calling it. The Rooms are all interconnected and can be used to enter Ghost Sirin. Of course we had gained the -
I check my stats with a sigh.
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Overview -v-
Name: Christopher Crash.
Status: Standard.
Age: 12.
Estimated Lifespan: 80-140.
Physical Rank: D.
Mental Rank: C.
Aethaerics Talent: A.
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Strength: 70
Vitality: 82
Agility: 64
Intelligence: 100
Will: 100
Luck: 100
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Status Effects:
Big Headed:
You are currently an arrogant asshole.
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Exotic
One Quarter Targual
Three Quarters Human
Pureblood Ghoul
Kin Of Arachnid
Genius
Trained Body
Diligent
Bookworm
Survivor
Lucky
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I had finally managed a Rank Up, my Mental Rank sitting at a appreciative C. My Aethaerics Talent had Ranked Up too, which is fucking amazing. I had trained all my useless skills up to even numbers, it had sincerely bothered me. I had picked up a few new skills too. My -
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-Connection Established-
"Hey."
"Um, hey Chris. What's up?"
"Meet me ASAP."
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-Disconnected-
I waited. A small flash of light and a large blue disk appears, Gray stepping through. He looks as nervous as usual. He was decked out in some weird mismatched monster armor, throwing daggers strapped all over him, looking ready for a war. I snort and take a step onto the path, he follows reluctantly. "So why are we here?" he asks, suspicious. "Training. Thought you could do with some real experience." his face flushed at the last part making me sigh.
Birds chirp incessantly, small rustles of wild animals all around. The forest vibrant with life. I look over my shoulder at Gray, looking for the small glitter of black in his eyes that signifies Shadow. I didn't find it. We walked much faster than normal humans, eating up space rapidly, I started spotting small rocks and boulders scattered. We soon arrive at the foot of the smallest cluster of hills, there had been a landslide. I crouched, pulling Gray down with me. "See that? There's still dust. Probably happened recently." he nodded vacantly. Something I tend to associate with being Possessed. All of the Host's have this odd distance to them. Maybe I was the same...
A large wyvern bounds from the forest nearby, approaching the landslide, digging around. It seemed to be looking for something. It's cries distraught. It left after about half an hour, still shrieking. Gray looks nervous. "C'mon let's see what that was all about." we trot over and I spread my Will searching for something that isn't dirt or stone. I find it.
A large egg, no doubt the wyverns. It was broken. No signs of any baby wyvern anywhere. Though I was more concerned with the other object I found afterwards. A book. Or more accurately a Grimore, a book of Will Techniques. I smile, though it quickly fades. Someone had died here with an important Grimore. People would be looking. "What the fuck!?" Gray shouted. I started in surprise and turn to give Gray a scathing glare. Only to find him underneath a huge black rabbit. I sigh. Nelly, the name Father had given the freakish rabbit, had just kept getting bigger. Shadow had taken a liking to her too. As such, sometimes he Possesses her. "Okay, Shadow, what are you doing here?" I ask in annoyance. The big rabbit removed itself from Gray before shrugging. [Dunno man, just bored] "Please leave. This is super secret training." [Sure. You do realize anyone of us can just hop our intangible asses over here and watch anyway] "Ugh." [I'll leave. Just this once. Anyways, things to do, people to see] I scowl "Cya douche.", Gray gets up with an *oof* "Bye Shadow." he calls quietly [Ya, hey Gray, keep it under control alright?] "...Yeah." he replied.
"Keep what under control?" "Nothing." I shrugged, returning to the pile of dirt and grabbing the book. "Hey, help me find the corpse." "...What." "The fucking corpse, the dirty rotten meat bag!" I yell hysterically. He backs away slowly, his eyes widening "You ARE insane!" "No, I just wanna find the fucking corpse!" "Okay. Take deep breathes. Slowly. Calm down." "Look, I am chill as fuck. Now help me before I tie you up and leave you here." he sighs, moving to my side and looking at the Grimore with an O of surprise. I put the Grimore in my inventory and Gray hurriedly watched our surroundings, "I don't feel safe here out in the open." "Yeah me too. That's why we should hurry the fuck up.". We dug around for a while and eventually found it. It was ripe. Eugh. An old man, in his thirties. Old, practically ancient. His glassy eyes stared at us. He had been crushed internally. His organs like mash potatoes and his bones all shattered. He was dressed in dirty blue robes, though that's only natural when you participate in a landslide. We searched him despite our disgust. Or rather I searched him, Gray cried when I asked him to.
We found nothing. Maybe he had a bag of some sort, carrying his possessions. But we had wasted enough time. Gray's face was very pale and he was shivering. He hadn't grown much over the year, but he had some confidence now, especially after that training. But he was still new to the real thing. I frowned, I had no idea what his stats are looking like so I ask him if I can see. "Um OK." his face suddenly flushing. I roll my eyes. He seems to think I am some kind of crazed pervert. Probably thanks to the Apparitions's constant teasing of Shadow and indirectly, me.
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Overview -v-
Name: Gray Shadow.
Status: Standard.
Age: 15.
Estimated Lifespan: 60-80.
Physical Rank: D.
Mental Rank: D.
Aethaerics Talent: A.
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Stats -v-
Strength: 70
Vitality: 90
Agility: 75
Intelligence: 60
Will: 50
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Status Effects:
Possessed:
Your body is possessed by an asshole spirit: Shadow.
Fear:
You are scared of Christopher.
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Nondescript
Shape-Shifter - Canine, Ursine, Feline.
City Kid
Street Urchin
Trained Body
Repressed Anger
Survivor
Keen Eyes
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