37 Suns

37 Suns

--- Jon ---

He couldn’t help but sigh as he noticed the various traps littering the house, as well as the fact that his Ma had already left the apartment for some work-thing. (Likely to file another complaint about the Gamer Guild’s Dungeon.)

Most of the traps were relatively straightforward, not even testing his actual trapmaking skills as he disabled them and cleaned up the mess that his Ma had left behind in what was clearly a rushed attempt to make sure he did some form of training while she was out other than his basic morning routine.

Of course this didn’t change the fact that due to the sheer quantity of traps subtly hidden around his house he still had to move both quickly and carefully to disable everything while also finding all of said traps before he left for the day. Something he’d normally hold off on once he’d cleared enough to move around comfortably -for him- but that had become a necessity after Pix managed to trigger a small blast of flour that would’ve just made a mess and forced her to stumble into a second trap.

At least if not for the fact that Pix was less than a tenth of his size, and a stumbling blow to him was enough to send her flying in an uncontrolled panic into a nearby wall.

Which is why she was glaring at him to clear all of the traps now while munching on an apology muffin and still caked in a few patches of flour she’d missed.

Scene Consequences

-Thanks to Ma gained 1XP to Stealth and Awareness

--Currently: Stealth Lv. 6 (12/14) and Awareness Lv. 8 (11/18)

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“Okay, so hopefully this should… do it.” He told himself, putting the finishing touches on the Spell Script he’d developed based on Wolf’s Wolf Pack spell and his understanding of the concept of Moonlight. The idea being that it would take Moonlight’s Light properties and create a hardlight double of himself. (One that can hopefully better hold other magical traits later thanks to its Moon properties.)

Figuring there was nothing else to it other than testing the Spell he pushed a bit of magic into the script, igniting the spell circuit drawn onto the paper and drawing Pix’s attention to his work as a pale see through version of himself slowly came into being.

“Hmm, that’s not right.” He frowned, walking around his double as its eyes followed him.

Poking the double here and there he found that while it was ‘solid’ it still had a fair amount of give to it. “What went wrong?”

Having apparently grown tired of his prodding, the double reflexively -(if slowly)- lashed out, grabbing his wrist in a vice similar to the one his Ma had taught him. “Interesting…”

Unfortunately, a half-twist of his wrist was all he needed to break out of the hold, an action that his double barely reacted to.

(So the spell works, but nowhere near the level I was hoping for…) He figured, watching Pix inspect his double with obvious curiosity. “But where did I go wrong?”

Almost as if on instinct his eyes slowly drifted to the moon sitting just a few days from new. “Ah, that would do it…” (Maybe I could’ve figured out a better Concept than ‘Moon’ so far from the full.)

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Scene Consequences

-Created Moonlit Double Script

--Creates a single double of Jon, this double has all stats reduced but gains additional Physical and Reflexive stats closer to the Full Moon with said stats equaling on the night of.

--Note: This spell cannot be used if there is no Moon out.

-For creating a new spell through Script Craft gained 1XP to Occult and Script Crafting.

--Currently: Script Craft Lv. 3 (6/8) and Occult Lv. 6 (13/14)

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“What exactly are you contemplating?” Ying asked, apparently having grown bored of watching him stare at Wolf.

“No, I’m uh, I’m just trying to figure out how to spar with Wolf without… sparring against her?” He answered, not really sure how to explain it.

“You want to learn how to fight together?” Ying nodded in understanding. “Normally I’d suggest a two on one spar against me but… I sincerely doubt that’ll prove a challenge.”

“Yeah, and it’s not like I have a horde of Corrupted to fight.” He agreed wryly, before freezing and hastily clarifying that, “That is a good thing. A thing I have no desire to change. A thing that I am perfectly happy with.”

Ying and Wolf both blinked at him in a mix of curious confusion.

“What was that about?” The draconic teen eventually managed to ask.

“Trying and failing to un-jinx myself.” He admitted with a sigh of resignation.

“Hmm, I suppose it makes sense that you’d be superstitious about that kind of thing.” Ying told him after a moment of thought. “What with magic and everything.”

“What? No.” He frowned. “Superstitions are nonsense born from either misunderstanding something or tradition corrupted by time to the point of -again- misunderstanding or representing it.”

“Okay…” Ying nodded after another moment. “Then why do you believe in jinxes?”

“Because the Man in the Mask likes to keep things interesting.” He answered. “Especially if it means nudging me towards one of its problems.”

“Does an entity such as that even have problems?” Ying asked with a frown. “I mean can’t he just deal with it himself?”

“It’s complicated but if it can pawn the work on someone else, it won’t.” He tried to explain, knowing that even attempting that much with the Man in the Mask could only lead to Madness.

(“Well that is my domain after all.”)

He shook his head, blatantly ignoring that feeling even as Wolf gave him a concerned brush against his leg.

“So… teamwork… with Wolf… ideas?” He asked, desperate to change the subject to anything other than his wickedly ominous watcher once more.

“Well, since she can’t learn to fight the way we did, then perhaps as an alternative we can try…”

Scene Consequences

-Gained 1XP to Combat

--Currently: Lv. 6 (4/14)

-*Wolf Skill Level Up* Wolf Combat Lv. 6

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Bored of him paying attention to things other than her, Pix dramatically flopped onto the blueprints he was working on for the haunted house.

Shaking his head with a huff of amusement, he picked the little fairy up and gave her an unimpressed look. Said little fairy responded by sticking her tongue out at him.

“Fine, I guess I can take a break.” He sighed, standing up from his desk before a thought occurred to him as his eyes drifted between Pix and the blueprints laid out before him.

The kind of thought that proved he was his mother’s child, and that it was genetic.

The kind of thought that would make both the Devil and Witch of Blackwell gaze upon the mayhem and terror brought forth by their student before giving a nod of approval and a chaotic cackle respectively.

The kind of thought that the sheer possibilities of left the Mad God laughing as one of his favorites unleashed a level of madness to make even the old ones flinch and think twice about crossing his path.

Not that Jon was aware of any of this.

Which is why he innocently asked the little fairy a question. One that made even her -mischief maker that she was- shiver as she witnessed a special kind of damnation unleashed upon the world.

All of this and more was done with the innocent and unassuming question of, “Pix, how would you like to help me and my Ma with our haunted house?”

Scene Consequences

-With Pix’s help gained 1XP to Trap Making.

--*Skill Level Up* Trap Making: Lv. 9 (0/20)

-New Pix Skill: Illusionary Traps Lv. 1.