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Kee's Chronicles :The Forgotten Odyssey
Skipping Stone? Mermaid? Merman?

Skipping Stone? Mermaid? Merman?

‘Wow, she fell asleep real quick. I know I should get going, but… what's the fun in a fantasy world if I don't even take time to talk to a fantasy creature?' Kee thought, glancing back at Yelena. He stretched, his mind wandering. ‘Hm, I'll make a stop at the closest village by the sea. If I’m not wrong, it’s about three days’ journey if I walk non-stop. One day if I run. I’ll make sure to interact with the village, whether it's goblins, ogres, lizardmen, or some other unknown race. Then, I’ll move on.’

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Later that day at around dusk.

Sniff… Sniff… Kee inhaled deeply as he dashed through the dense forest, his steps so light and fast that they barely touched the ground. 'I think I smell the sea,' he thought with a grin, adjusting his path. 'South.'

After what seemed like no time at all, Kee arrived just as the sun began to set. The sight before him stole his breath—a vast ocean, its waters shimmering in the golden hues of the dying sun. The reflection on the waves was like liquid gold, and every tree along the shore, kissed by the sunlight, gleamed with a golden sheen. It was a scene of pure serenity, as though the world itself had turned to gold.

“Yelena, wake up,” Kee called softly, eyes wide as he took in the view. “Look at this… It’s so beautiful. Almost divine.”

“I know,” Yelena’s voice murmured in his mind, soft and calm. “It’s peaceful. Let’s sit here for a while and watch the sunset.”

“Sure,” Kee nodded, sitting on a nearby rock, gazing at the golden waves. “But don’t forget, you promised to tell me about my magic after the sunset.”

“I will,” she assured him. “After the sunset.”

They watched in silence as the sky shifted from gold to deep orange, then to the soft purples of dusk. An hour passed, and the first stars began to peek through the darkening sky.

“Alright, tell me,” Kee finally asked, his curiosity bubbling over. “What’s the problem with my magic?”

“Well,” Yelena began, her tone both thoughtful and analytical. “The good news is, there isn’t really a problem. Magic casting in this world depends on the wavelength of the caster. It’s something everyone is born with. Your wavelength determines how much you can compress magicules. The lower the wavelength, the more compressed your magic is, which increases your magic power and efficiency.”

“Sounds good so far,” Kee noted, waiting for the downside.

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“But there’s a catch,” Yelena continued. “Since your magicules are highly compressed, your reserve of magicules is smaller than normal. On top of that, the effective casting range is severely limited. It’s like, once your magic leaves your body, it becomes… almost useless.”

Kee frowned. “So, how do I fix it?”

“That’s the bad news,” Yelena sighed. “Higher races—demons, dragons, elves—are naturally gifted in magic. They can change their wavelength with training. For me, it’s a non-issue because my level of magic is beyond the concept of wavelength. I can’t teach you, but you’ll figure it out on your own once you grow stronger. Pay attention to how your body reacts when you use skills that alter your wavelength. You’ll learn by observing.”

Kee sighed. “Great. Any faster way to learn?”

“There are a couple of options. Demon summoning is one. If you summon a young demon, they might be able to teach you since they’re still learning themselves. Or you could go to the Spirit Kingdom, but they don’t usually teach outsiders their methods.”

Kee raised an eyebrow. “Demon summoning sounds interesting… I’ll try that.”

“Not so fast,” Yelena cautioned. “Though it’s a common spell, its use has been banned. Demons tend to cause chaos when summoned. It’s rare to find one that obeys their summoner to the letter. You’re better off summoning a young one, but if you’re unlucky and summon an older demon, it might make you a wanted man.”

Kee let out a low chuckle. “So how do I get my hands on this spell? Can’t you just teach me?”

“Hah, no way,” Yelena laughed. “Even if I know the spell, I’m not going to show you. Go search for ruins or dungeons, or maybe check the black market. Find something fun for me to watch.”

Kee smirked. “The black market, huh? I like the sound of that. There’s always something shady going on. Maybe this world isn’t so different after all.” He imagined himself navigating a shadowy underworld, recreating scenes from miscellaneous knowledge he'd once read about.

“Who knows?” Yelena teased.

“Stop teasing me.”

“Never.”

Just as Kee was about to respond, a loud splash caught his attention. He instinctively bent his knees, dropping into a sword-drawing stance as a sword made of black flames materialized in his hand. His eyes flicked toward the sea, expecting danger.

What he saw instead was… bizarre.

A figure—a merman, or rather, a merman-turned-human—skipped across the water's surface like a stone, his unconscious body flopping helplessly through the waves. Kee watched in disbelief as the figure was hurled toward the shore by the force of the waves, landing with a thud three meters to his right. The merman’s fish tail transformed into human legs as he lay there, unconscious, with dark green hair and strange fin-like ears.

But Kee barely had time to process the scene before a massive wave, twenty feet tall and twenty meters wide, began to rise from the ocean, looming ominously toward them. Though Kee could easily dodge it, the merman’s condition worried him slightly. He didn’t seem to be bleeding, but he looked weak—on the verge of death.

Without hesitation, Kee unfolded…

Kee style Magic sword Arts

2nd form

Canvas Draw-Flare Splitter

He raised his sword above his head and added more magicules to his sword made using skill flare and increased its force, pressure and size to 10 meteors in length for an instant and it was already starting to dissipate but before it could and cut the wave as it came near him splitting it in two.