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I looked at the two guys, one I designed, and man did he look cool as hell. The other was a full humanoid with a space-ey theme, not a human in the least. I made the wisest choice I could, I ignored him.

"Well... How's the situation with cat boy?" I asked casually, with a slight smile on my face. The suited Deais said "It's pretty good, though he is still rebelious." I nodded sagely, and said in a deep evil tone "Then let him suffer the consequences of his actions, don't bail him out, got it?" Deais nodded, with an evil smile and an evil chuckle.

I thought to myself for a moment 'What now? I came here only for the dream, and that other guy is a god or angel, probably. Should I attack? No 7 taught me that I can't fight these things, nagotiation? No, gods are known as arrogant for a reason, and I just ignored him. Let's just do this like I didn't notice him, yep... That'll work.'

I suddenly snapped my head towards the space guy, as if seeing something from the corner of my eye, I even did the look at the corner of my eye trick "Who're you? I don't think I know you, the bible says nothing of your filthy existance- Wait. Y-you're not filthy, sorry, really used to saying stuff like that." Of course it was all an act, the filthy existance act shows that I have high enough a position or power to say it a lot. Mistakes in speech and politeness can show a lot of you're secrets, or you can fake secrets. LIke me!

Remember folks, when trying to manipulate people more discretely, make fake mistakes to guide them! Just practice with random girls that you'll never meet again, and you'll learn, experience is the greatest educator, the second best is the human instict to survive tied with fear of death. Another trick is to use pronouns like He offended or I was offended by, these common indacators can be seen when in intense anger to deduce you're identity, and you can fake these too. I learned this from a dream a few minutes ago, cool right?

I put up one hand behind my back and another infront "I hope thee can accept this humble one's apology, and that outfit, it lookin' fine." The front hand was making small gestures, and a compliment to the great style of this man is true and perfectly balanced, people like getting complimented on their efforts and their looks, so combine them into one "Your space theme really shows the beauty of the cosmos, please guide me on how you got that effect."

The man laughed, not even knowing he got played "Oh the effect is caused by space concept leakage, I could stop it if I want. If you want to do it yourself you'll need to inject the object with space aspect energy in an enchantment or just force a lot of it inside of it, there are other tricks, but you can't do those." Snapping out of info dispensery mode, his eyes widened a bit then changed the topic "Yes, that is all. Now... I came to recruit you into the covenant of space, there aren't any restrictions, and you will be able to take up quests through the frame work."

It seems space god is a natural free info broker, I nodded quickly "I accept!" I am so lucky gods and angels can't lie in this place, so lucky. The space boi nods as if this was certain and does some space thing, my dream memories tell me that it's the opening of a pocket demension, normally inside an artifact. I remembered my space ring, and that just expands space.

"Here," The boi said "Take these two things, show the medal to your elven masters and about how you joined the covenant, and read the book for your own good. Also, I blessed you so your hair should be kinda like mine in the real world." He waved, his goodbye apparent. He was pulled into a vortex of stars and the endless reach of the stars.

I looked at Deais with an incredulous look "I don't even know where the elves are in a rough estimation, what the hell was that about? Covenant? Is that a cult or something?" Deais just shrugged, problemos appearant.

I sighed again, since I'm appearantly now associated with a space god, I should learn that rend blade spell, or that spirit call spell in the first arthur dream. Strangely I got a problem getting a grip on the spell, but rift fracture was very, very interesting. But it was also far to high a level for me right now, so I looked at fire bolt. This very basic fire spell that dream me couldn't upgrade in a way he liked, tried to make a really hot point out of it. like a bullet made of a star's core, so very hot.

Wait a minute... I'm working with something with a star theme, I have a source of tons of space magic so that's taken care of, but I don't have catch phrases or a hard theme to be remembered by. I tried 'god speed traveler', but after a thought, that isn't a good phrase to say to be remembered. So I threw it out to the masses, my followers, to use to be memorable.

I could make the 'Fire bolt' spell into the 'Star's core' spell or something, then the catch phrase 'The stars have eyes' would work, or 'When the stars fall'. Ohh, I could also do something like 'Channel the stars and create the blade born of the cosmos, [Astral armament]!' You see how I did the skill name, if I use another skill maybe I can get a cool effect for skill names, that's anime like, right? And 'Astral armement' sounds really cool.

I have decided after contemplation that I need a hard theme, and the best theme for me is the cosmos, stars, space, and mystery. Well, randomness and scavenging skills does look more natural and less talented, and that's what I'm doing right now. But to be memorable I need a hard theme, and mystery is very attractive to remembering something in fear or adoration.

A story is also memorable, but my true story would be, not well taken by the masses. So maybe a brotherly hatred fueled by endless conflict? One symbolizing the stars, the other the void left behind. That sounds really interesting to read, and very memorable.

Deais, seeing me just nod to myself, had no clue what to do. He knew of my problem of scheming up a scheme at random intervals, or at certain stimuli.

After a certain period of thinking and obsessing over cool catch phrases, my vortex appeared and sucked me away.

I opened my eyes with a snap, and remembered something getting onto my bed. I quickly did another psychological test, nothing out of the ordinary, trust issues galore.

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And I forgot something important, what is that thing?

I looked towards it, it was a buldge under the sheets. I took off the sheets, and there she was, Isla snuggling onto my chest. I immeadiately frowned at how the disipline hasn't been working well, then smiled at how good the affection increased. Affection is normally hard to increase, and trust even harder. She trusts me enough to sleep in the same bed as me, and has enough affection to want to do it.

She was smaller than me, it wasn't too unexpected, but I never really cared to notice. cool, but this is going against normal convention. I know she doesn't have friends right now, and didn't have parents or siblings to love her. But this is a little over blown, I've worked with orphans like her, they make the best and most talented of my roster, because the work with the mindset of 'Hurry up or fall behind.' after I teach them a bit. so they know how to work hard. And trust takes a lot of time to build up, they've been abandoned by society, they're not going to trust someone that fast.

Maybe it's that blessing thing? It said something about affection cravings or addiction, I was blessed too, is my disposition corrupted now? And another test later about my dispotition to myriad things, no changes. Maybe it does its thing only when it is used on a young soul or something? Because they are maluable and weak to outside forces, or its my ridiculous WIS stat.

I chose to wake up Isla, with a little pat on the head. Isla slowly opened her eyes, it's good that she's a light sleeper, otherwise I'd have to go with more drastic measures. Looking at that sword in my space ring, it seemed sad not being able to get in touch with its own kind.

Isla looked at me with groggy eyes, with every blink her eyes became clearer. When she realized what happened she blushed and tried to push me away, but did it to herself instead. We're in different weight classes, and I'm above average strength + skills, while she's below average, I can easily kick her skull into fragments of bone.

Isla pushed herself away from the bed, scared away by my expressionless face and emotionless body language "This is the real me, heh, what do you think?" I did all of this because when some of my hair entered my vision I saw the sky box effect but dimmer, I need some kind of excuse about how I hid it to her.

I didn't even look at her and walked towards the bookshelf again, this time a book dubbed 'Blessings; their effects, and their indentifiers.'

"The blessing of space," I muttered to myself, really explaining it to Isla "The blessing of space's effects are; increased intuition and speed of usage in the space element, space element beings have higher affinity to the holder, space bends in your favor when in mortal danger." Oooh, does that mean I'll be teleported somewhere else when in danger?"

I looked down the page, it said 'These are the effects of the blessing when weak and not versed in the space element.', I didn't say that. I also didn't say 'The effects beyond these aren't known and have always been redacted or were censored, but you can recognize someone with the blessing going beyond these by the movements of space being influenced by the holder's physical movements without doing anything else. It has been noted that it can be stopped whenever the holder wishes.'

I smiled happily when I saw the line on the next paragraph "The blessing of space's indications are; The hair as the night sky having lost the moon along with the eyes, the body is healthy and at moments of intense emotion the element of space is roused and brought into chaos, intensity based on strength of emotions and kind of emotion changes how affected." This was really overpowered, I took it that it would get stronger the more I 'understand' the concept of space, or the element of space.

The most beautiful thing about it was in the general blessing chapter 'Blessings are normally a natural infuence of a god's concept, they can also be artificially made by gods, but one thing is certain. Gods can't take back the blessings of a mortal, this was made clear when the saint of the church of shadows betrayed his religion and joined Gaia's side through seduction by the saintess of the church of light.' I can't lose it, I love blessings now.

Wait a minute, I quickly asked Isla "What do my eyes look like to you?" Isla who was asking what was happening, said without any real hesitation "Black without pupils, like the pupils are there most times when I talk with you or you talk with others, but some people don't give that effect." It seems that teaching her to always give details that get rid of misunderstandings when talking to me worked at least, hopefully she knows to not do that to other people for more misunderstandings.

Now pupilless eyes, those are not super rare, but they are rare among blessing still. Changes to the pupil is just uncommon, and having the pupil appear again when I'm acting is even rarer. Actually, there's only one that I know of with that effect, I looked at it because it sounded really cool.

"Blessing of the void, huh. Naaa, that's not it." I chose not to say it out loud, secrets are meant to be kept "Isla," I said domineeringly "Stop people from entering this room until I tell you to stop." The slavery stuff would deal with the rest, so I completely ignored her after that. Need to show a kind of distance after knowing the truth anyways, this blessing is so problematic to my plans.

Now let's see if this can be used 'Blessing of the void, not a lot is known of this obscure blessing and the concept and element behind it. The appearance of the holders of this blessing have no real connection, but they are all recorded to have pure black hair and usually pupilless black eyes at birth. The pupil appeares at times and it is not known what makes it appear, some have never been seen with a pupil.'

I frowned at the mysteriousness of it all, but why is all of this blessing and not physique stuff like with the hair color book and all the other modern books? these are questions left unanswered, but the book looks really old, so it's probably from an era not plagued by Gaia. It also isn't talking about Gaia as if she were the perfect being, it could also be from the elves I guess. The covenant sounds like something from a church, so maybe there's a space church to take over too?

There was an author's note below it saying 'Although this is not officially recognized, I have personally seen a holder of this blessing consuming a humanbeing, then transforming into that person. After looking through records, it has been noted that holders of this body have been found eating creatures raw or certain parts of them, and have been revealed to have been impersonating someone after fighting with them. This is all my own conjectuer, but I believe that either; People with this blessing are consumed by it and are turned into completely unpredictable all eating being able to transform into whatever person they can think of or through some weird ritual inherent to this blessing they can do it. Or... They can consume things, then reproduce what they ate on themselves.'

Wow, that's... Really overpowered. But... It seen as not true, that's great! If things aren't well known about it, I should be super powerful! Although I'll need to learn how to use it, the dreams will help eventually.

Anyways, I've always had black hair, not pitch black, but it was still black. This is going to be a problem, but the void is the void. It should just get rid of this problem, I've done research on the concept a long time ago, with how cool it sounded. Maybe that's the influence of a blessing?

There isn't any hard facts, only poems and the like about it. The one I'm talking about now, after reading through it a few seconds ago, is; 'The void, the creator of all, from the void, things came to be, in the end, all return to its embrace.' Man it sounds cool, and brings existential dread. It's a bad poem though, or is it a saying? It wasn't really said, it was just in a book about anything to do with the void.

Since it brings all things to it's dark matter, I should just be able to turn back my hair to black. Should I will it to do shit or something? I just want my old hair color, black, not pitch black, but a lighter black that lets shadows be visible.

I smiled, back to normalcy, like it should be.