Diary entry 3

  Woke up full of energy this time around. Must be because I went to sleep at 8 pm yesterday. Luckily, neither of my parents were home. So I didn’t receive a lecture about staying out for too long. I especially hated those who were led by my father. The yelling, the beating, and the worst part would be that my mother would not intervene because she was scared of being hit even though her profession has some rough clients. Regardless, I woke up early, and even earlier than my parents. Meaning that I will have to wait before going out. I can't tell my parents that I got a job because then they'll exploit me for money. To kill some time, I should record all of the recipes from my previous life so that I could use those same notes to get closer to the potion that could expand my life. Immortality won't work because the "time limit" as I prefer to call it will happen regardless if I'm unkillable or not. It's only a theory, so I can't say for certain, but I'd rather not put everything into one thing. It's better to have more options. What was I talking about? Ah yes, my recipes.

Voice of mimicry

Ingredients

* A vocal gland of a mimic (preferably from one who was incapacitated / dead sample not recommended)

* 2 drops of killer bees liquid honey (Do not use thick honey. The potion will become undrinkable)

* 500 ml of dead slime (blue recommended)

* Semi pure mana potion

How to create the potion

* Mix into already existing semi pure mana potion (a mana potion that is a blue color that’s in the middle of light blue and dark blue) 250 ml of dead slime (preferably that is blue) using a spherical vial to maintain a circular motion so that it would mix better with the other ingredients.

* Maintain the rotation of the dead slime with the mana potion so that it would not go stale. Do not attempt to do it via touching the potion. It will cause the stick to melt and then mix into the potion ruining it. Unless you have glassware, do not mix it via touching the liquid. Use the rotation of your wrist to have it go around the vial.

* Whilst maintaining the circular motion drop in a drop of the killer bees liquid honey and do not stop rotating. Don’t add the second drop until the previous drop has dissolved to maintain the balance between the ingredients. Proceed to stop rotating the vial.

* Carefully place the vocal gland within the neck of the vial. You don’t want this liquid to even graze you.

* Practically instantly after you place the vocal gland into the vial, add the remaining 250 ml of the dead slime. So that all of the components blend.

Cautions:

* Once the potion is consumed, a feeling of the burning throat will appear causing you to have a sense of choking since your glands will be reforged to speak any possible language.

* While under the effects of the potion, you won’t be able to speak human languages.

* Once the effects of the potion are worn off, you’ll lose the ability to speak for 5 minutes.

* If the potion is brewed incorrectly, you will permanently lose the ability to speak all human-related language.

* DO NOT USE MORE THAT ONCE EACH DAY. YOU’LL DIE.

  That was a hassle to write down. I didn’t use this potion much so I kind of forgot. Since it’s so hard to find mimics in the wild, I couldn’t use the potion every time I encountered a monster because then I would lose all of my potions and would not be able to save them to use in more crucial situations. Not only that, but the effects of the potion only last for about 10 minutes, and the startup for the person to use the potion is very painful that the person can only use it once each day before slumber. When people sleep, their body will regenerate the damages done by the potion, but their organism will force them into 2 hours of more sleep. In my case, that was an advantage. Since I only slept for two hours, I managed to get some rest. But I did lose time which I could have used in traveling, experimenting, observing, etc. Thankfully, my writing has helped me to wait out the time that my parents left so now I can leave the house.

  Surprisingly, my bullies did not intervene this time around. I could safely walk out of the house without getting ambushed. I checked from my window before I went outside. I should go to my job. Get some money, reputation, maybe even steal. No. No stealing. They’ll instantly suspect that it’s me and I’ll lose my job. I’ll continue writing later.

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  I just received my paycheck of 45 bronze coins. I was working there for about 3 hours today. That means that every hour, I gain 15 bronze coins. Which is pretty decent in my line of work. Hopefully, neither my father nor my bullies find out I’m making money because then, they’ll exploit me for their own selfish needs. With what I have now, I think I can probably buy myself some decent bread. Not that trash that I’m eating at home. Just have to find a bakery.

  I found one. It’s a relatively small bakery but hopefully, the quality of their product is worth spending 10 bronze. From what I can see, the bread is unnaturally bright, but appearances can be deceiving. I’m currently watching someone bite into the bread. They easily bite off a piece of bread and the inside is a lighter shade of brown. I don’t know how to make bread so I can’t say how do they do it. And I can’t tell the difference between a dark piece of bread and a lighter piece of bread.

  Just now, I bought a piece of bread. I can eat it while on the way to continue to observe the Witch. I just hope I will not summon my father or my bullies unintentionally like yesterday. I need this bread. Not just to eat it, but to also lure out the Witch. I need to talk to her, to see if She can be of any use to me. Maybe even teach me some witchcraft. Even though it might simply be some “taboo used magic” it could still be useful.

  I arrived at the place where I found the Witch last time. She’s not here and I can’t see her house. This shows that she somehow manages to move her house or she somehow manages to camouflage her house. If she uses camouflage, that would mean that she somehow managed to develop more than one type of magic, or she is using some magic tool that specifies cloaking different objects. However, it’s a house, so it can’t be that it’s too big. Maybe it’s a series of specialized stones that cover the house enchanting it with special runes that create an invisibility spell. And as a bonus, it also protects her from unnecessary gusts of wind. That is probable but highly unlikely. In my original timeline, runes were created in the eastern continent by the Monk, a creature whose sole purpose is to protect the forest that he continues to expand. Good thing that he’s asleep. The point is, the witch couldn’t create this magic, and unless she also knows how to create portals I doubt that she’s using runes. I just had to say it. A gateway was just created with the Witch coming out of it. I can see her face. It’s as if a mask was on her making her seem as if she’s a beautiful maiden but I could tell she’s extremely old from her movement. She’s using a relic to make herself seem younger in all categories. Voice, shape, eyes, everything but her body movement. I think she can smell the bread. It is a pretty good piece of bread.

  That was the most fun I had in 5 hours in one day. And that includes me gambling against a goblin who wanted some fairy dust and I wanted his last eye. I’m currently at home, and since I have nothing better to do I think I should record my first experience with a Witch in this timeline. The witch did indeed catch me observing her using the portal Which I assumed was a gateway to the eastern continent. She threatened me in a very gentle but extremely sinister voice that If I told anyone that I saw here use the Gate then she would eat me. I’ll be honest that I was extremely scared. But I kept my calm and told her that if she indeed ate me, then it would bring up a suspicion that a child got missing in the forest and she would lose her hiding place and access to a variety of exotic plants. I even added that I could be useful to her if she let me live but only if she taught me to use witchcraft and runes. I could tell that she was full of rage but she accepted my terms and asked me to see my journal. I initially thought that it would better not to give her my journal because then she would know that I made a deal with a dark god but then I realized that then she will keep me alive because then she will keep me alive until I give her everything that she doesn’t know. So I gave her the journal. When she did indeed read everything I wrote so far, she simply looked at me in disbelief and confusion. I understand because, on one hand, I know so much that it’s unnatural proving that I’m a time traveler but on the other hand, I can simply be a lunatic with a superiority complex claiming to know everything. When she finished reading everything that I wrote up until the previous paragraph, she simply asked me: “Why you?” I could not answer. I was confused myself of why was it me who was chosen. I was even more confused at the fact that she got a definite confirmation that gods exist and didn’t ask me how did the god look, how did he sound, what’s in the afterlife, she simply asked me “Why you?” and that startled me. She is something. I answered with an “I don’t know.” She accepted it quite easily. I then asked her: “How long did you live for?” and she answered with “167 years” that surprised me because that would mean that she lived through the time that Flame Armaggedon rose to destroy the world. It surprised me even more that she survived. Following the pattern of one of us asking a question and the other answering. There wasn’t anything too major that asked from each other. Aside from certain interesting ones such as when I asked her: “Why do witches their unique type of craftsmanship?” she answered with: “That’s because witches have a unique ability to channel their magic into objects which in turn could be used to certain things. Like enchanting weapons or enhancing magic tools. Witches can also copy magic and use its limited capacity. Such as soul magic to use Voodoo dolls. The downside to our magic is that we’re limited to use offensive magic. Henceforth we use Witchcraft and prefer to use curses or buffs in battle.” There were many of these kinds of conversations. Such as when she asked me how I made the Philosopher’s stone, or how to kill a pheonix, or how to outsmart a riddle giving sphinx. It’s good to talk to people who are capable to understand everything that you say. Aside from our conversation, she told me that she’ll teach me how to create magical runes but she won’t teach me Witchcraft because I’m unable to use it since I’m not a woman. That’s very unfair and extremely sexist. What God or Goddess would be dumb enough to do this? This is a risk of having an outrage of people who are unable to use Witchcraft. But then again… I guess it’s also a safety measure so that too many people would not be able to use something that powers up and debilitates everyday objects. There wouldn’t be a balance in the world between women and men. Before I left I asked her: “What noble house are you from?” she simply said: “I used to be part of one, but not anymore. Never ask me that question again.” Now I’m ever more curious. It’s late… time for bed.

I’m Karas Pesuto and this is my third entry in this timeline.