As the day winds down I am left contemplating on the arts which damned me to this suprisingly nice if isolating space so far.

Day 5 by the way, perhaps should have started with that.

After all, there is only so much I can remind and narrate to myself before I go insane.

Anyways, contemplations on the potential of universe defiant energy.

What I do know of rituals is the intent and preparation is key to success.

for example, One case study done on the efficacy and danger of a improperly prepared ritual was a tutor at he academy itself.

The tutor had for one reason or another, had to prepare a flashy and potent ritual.

so he relying on his years of experience I'd assume, decided to summon an exo-planar being referred to as a demon.

neither arbiter of good nor paragon of evil, simply a creature that fits the description summoned from another world.

Some base oils, requisite mana-infused chalks to sign out the bridge between worlds.

And a click of his finger, and tip of his hat, he summoned a creature from beyond our world, even adapting its body to our world for its stay, free of charge.

Just one problem, actually several.

Firstly, he summoned a creature that had no understanding of its circumstances with very little oversight on intellect, name or origin universe.

Secondly, he never bound it by standard summoning contract, which explains the abbreviated ritual to summon a creature.

Thirdly, he never expected a surprised creature to attack him when being approached by a stranger who unmistakably was making loud noises to many other creatures (some horrific in their own right) and not think it may attack.

Which loops us back full circle, magic and how it works, anyone with the power and even primitive crude tools can make magical items of great power, But a person who can relate and manipulate the power properly can make truely magical things.

Leaning on existing examples those thunder tribesmen, while impressive the lightning they could make was only lightning, enough insulative materials would blunt their weapons.

A master/madman depending on perspective, however could make the lightning into a bludgeoning weapon, or a rope despite the normal restrictions of material or energy.

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or to put poorly when you understand what you wish to manipulate you make more specialised but far more unpredictable capabilities.

In my case the primitive lightning rune simply utilises the generated material to cleanse the water of living impurities to avoid shitting the water back out.

the only exception of the use is that I cannot directly channel mana into the rune, merely fleck some of my lifeblood onto it to have the rune siphon the mana out... I think.

Given the natural limit of blood in my body, this seems very limited for someone who is meant to have a gift for the magics.

Hmmm.

"nope" I say to myself saddened by the circumstance.

Surprisingly not half dead already, well I am already at least a fourth the way there.

Besides that, full body burns with little chance of healing Unless I manage to take down a beast with a not inconsiderable strength, compared to myself I would have to fight a martial earth practitioner without magical aid.

Other words, suicide.

Though if it were merely to enhance the speed of repair down from, possibly never to maybe within the allotted survival span.

As roland contemplated his future actions, repeatedly drinking water to sustain his energy levels, time moved onwards, towards night, where he sequestered himself into his little indent in the floor.

His stomach sated by waters purified, Roland slept in his little hole in the ground.

----- Elsewhere within the savage world -----

A red sphere swirled with arcane energies, the density of energy becoming visible as a accretion disk of energy.

-Oh oh, finally done with this. That will avoid my internal limits-

This red sphere of crystal began to manipulate ambient mana before finding a distasteful energy before converting it.

-BAH, some motherfucker is gonna die for bringing that shit!!!!-

The sphere cursed.

-Wait, another other worlder, maybe, HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHe....-

-I can escape my stationary form, and then I would become a god of magic in this world, I just need to assimilate a humanoid with their equivalent of magic...-

Nearby creatures shuddered as they felt an incredibly malicious energy radiating from their master.

The crystal sphere or more accurately the mana core of this world who had gained sentience.

And it most certainly had proverbial eyes for Roland's tender flesh.