Chapter 1
Of All Places, Why Here?!
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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
This is what fucking happens when I try to make a yaoi that's full of nose-bleeding sex scenes. IT ENDS UP A SOPPY TALE OF WOE AND STAR-CROSSED LOVE WORSE THAN TWILIGHT AND 50 SHADES OF GREY COMBINED! Damn it. So you all bastards out there who like to read hentai and yuri stuff but cringe at the mere mention of yaoi, here's a giant fu- I mean- you can still read this because there ain't any here.
Anyhoo… I dedicate this to the gayest, most loyal and most dedicated bestfriend I have. Not only do we share the same name but we have lots of things that connect us against time and space. I love you even though I couldn't write the gay porn you wanted me to write. LMAO. Trollolololololololololol!
My inspiration in working this fanfiction is Maruyama Kugane's Overlord!
This setting of the LoL universe is a post-no Summoner, no Institute of War era.
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UNEXPECTED TURN OF EVENTS
"We were best friends since we were kids, the four of us. While the other three were the popular and talented bunch, I feel like I've always been the odd one out… I can't really blame them. I'm only popular by association after all. I guess I'm just no good."
"I know what people say behind my back. I chuck it up to envy but I know where they're getting at. What's a plain unattractive no-lifer otaku doing with a bunch of people so amazing, blessed and attractive it's almost divine? Well, I won't even bother being here if it wasn't for him!"
"He's the kind of guy who anyone would look at and say he's gonna be a great person someday. He's my very first friend and my one true loveeeeee~…. Ahem!"
"He's out of reach, I know. He's also out of grasp. You could say I could have a chance if I shaped up, pretty up and all that but the insurmountable problem of gender exists. I'm a guy, he's a guy and 1,000,000% straight. Add up the insecurity and low self-esteem on my part and it's got this-ship-ain't-sailing-for-sure written all over it."
"My life couldn't get any more miserable. He's got a girl he fancies and I'm resisting the urge to commit murder for the first time in my life."
"Graduation's coming up but I don't feel the excitement. We're going to break up, you know? Going each our separate path. I know it's a natural course of life but what the hell? Do I look like I care about that? I don't want to get separated from him! I don't want that to happen!"
"Adding insult to injury. He's got a bright future ahead of him. Without me obviously. The three of them want to strike out on the same path, work on the same business and area. I've never felt this much fear and selfishness before. I don't want my dream to end. I DON'T WANT IT TO END."
"They got into a fight. Either with the other two, his family or people who are jealous of him. He always comes by when that happens. I listen to him, cheer him up and play some games later. I tell him he's just got to trust himself."
"I don't know what came over me to do what I did but I leveled with him, told him my fears and my envy. He smiled and hugged me. Just like that. He said I'd find my own way someday. He said he's sure I will because I was always the wind beneath his wings. I've never been complimented before. I felt great because it came from him. I didn't get to tell him I love him."
"They came here, the remaining two of our group. They fought and fought and fought. I tried to be the peacekeeper but they shouted me out of the match. I don't understand anything about what they're arguing about. I don't like this. They never fought like this before. This is serious. This is very serious. For the first time in my life, I shouted so hard for them to stop. Well, I must've shouted to damn hard because it felt like a massive earthquake. Electricity was going haywire and the air was choking us like we were being forced headfirst underwater. There was a massive explosion of wind and force then… Blackness."
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I woke up with a disturbing sense of terror. What the hell?
"Where am I?" I asked aloud. This is a natural question when you find yourself suspended in what looked like, or should I say, definitely looked like outer space. Would you ever fear a breath-stealing fear if you find yourself suspended in the vastness of space, all alone and confused? You betcha. That's what I felt at the very moment.
"Welcome to Runeterra, Chosen One. Your adventure begins here."
"Who said that?!" I demanded, looking around but I wasn't able to see anyone. Maybe it had something to do with the lighting. Yeah, right. An entire planet and its moons was right before my very eyes. The sun blazed brightly in the unknown distance. Stars beyond the reach of science sparkled brightly beyond the horizon. It didn't matter if some of those were dead, their light was all that mattered to the mortals who beheld it and were captivated by its wonder. "And what do you mean I'm in Runeterra? What world is that?" I asked again.
"I am Persephone-04. Persephone is designated as your guide henceforth. You are in Runeterra, the seventh planet that comprises the Auradron galaxy. It is a primitive-level world sitting atop several veins of transgalactic ley lines. Runeterra is a Mana-rich world but its species and technology has yet to reach the same level as its natural resources. Do you wish for Persephone to further inform you?"
I was awestruck. Holy shit! "Is this for real? How did this happen?" I moaned as I fell to my knees.
"Reality is a varied existential concept that afflicts sentient creatures of the universe but Persephone can verify that your situation matches your concept of reality. This encounter is a product of your respective wishes to delay the natural flow of time. Humans, such as your case, will defy the order of the universe to better suit their purposes. This is the gift of the Supreme Beings that maintain all existence. Please use it mature and wizen."
"Wait. You said "your respective wishes". Does that mean what I think it does?" I asked.
"Carbon-based lifeforms named Adriel, Marshal, Magnus and Rick asked for divine intervention. The Supreme Beings responded. Current situation result of personal desire."
Wait. Now I remembered. Runeterra is the setting of that game's lore. League of Legends, wasn't it? Personally, I would've asked to be transported in Diablo's Sanctuary or Heroes of The Storm's Nexus but I don't have the right to complain. Marshal, Magnus and Rick were secretly no-lifers anyway. The only reason they would leave a game because they had a social reputation to uphold. I wouldn't be surprised if they were addicted to LoL.
So each of us wished for something and this was the outcome of that wish? I was thinking about it. Maybe what we wished for was an escape from the life we're trapped into, to feel alive somewhere else, in a world that wasn't dull and gray and monochrome but it was filled with adventure, wonder, power and danger.
Man, I'm a gaming freak so I could relate with that. "So what happens now? Are we trapped here permanently? What are we supposed to do?" I asked.
"What you do from here on in is up to you. Persephone will support you to the utmost. Your return will be decided in the indeterminable future. Have no fear. No time will pass on your world whilst you are here. Enjoy this gift and enjoy this adventure."
"Okay. I can live with that. Where are the others?" I asked. I was getting excited but I didn't want anything to happen to the others especially Marshal.
"Locations hidden. Insufficient jurisdiction."
I sighed. Man, this is going to take a long time. "Please tell me they're safe and they have someone like you to guide them. Is there a noob starting kit here or do we grind like hell?" I asked.
"Your companions have similar guides. The Supreme Beings watch over you. You are equipped to stave off any harm that might come your way. You have been allowed access to three starting equipment. Observe your status"
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Adriel
Level 1
Title:
• The Beginner (Experience gain increased by 40%)
• Chosen of The Supreme Beings (When killed, transport Chosen to Heaven and transport killer/killers to Hell)
Class: Summoner
Spells: PENDING
Abilities: PENDING
Greater Power:
• Gift of The Supreme Beings I (Defy the world's supernatural and supernormal limits. Draw power from the Supreme Beings. Usable once a day)
• Gift of The Supreme Beings II (Defy the world's supernatural and supernormal limits. Call upon the Supreme Beings to bless an object. Usable once a day)
Lesser Power:
• Touch of The Supreme Beings (Defy the world's supernatural and supernormal limits. Increase a target's Disposition towards you to 500% for 1 hr. and down to 100% after 120 hrs. thereafter)
• Voice of The Supreme Beings (Defy the world's supernatural and supernormal limits. Command the world to do your bidding for 1 min.)
Innate Power: PENDING
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"WHOAAAAAAAAA…" I cooed in admiration. My body was trembling with excitement. AN RPG! A FUCKING REALTIME RPG! "KKKYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH~!" I screeched excitedly, jumping up and down in frenzied speeds even though I was in zero gravity. I was a damn beginner but bitch please, take a look at those starting powers! DAYUM! Of course, the Lesser Powers won't be available for me to use early on because of their fucking ridiculous cast costs. (Especially that Voice of The Supreme Beings). I was screeching with excitement. My status screen was a big hologram that floated in front of me.
"And now for your three bonuses. You have been given three Innate Powers."
"The first will grant you the power to call forth creatures from a game you have ever played."
"The second will grant you the power to call an object or creature from two games you had ever played."
"The third will grant you two powers based off from two games you have ever played."
"These powers, however, will be granted in a raffle draw."
"OH, YEAAAAAAAAAH!" I yelled excitedly.
"Shall Persephone begin?"
"Yes, yes, you may." I said serenely.
5 minutes later…
I was on my knees, ready to weep and wail and scream and destroy something that was easy to destroy within my reach but at the same time I wanted to laugh hysterically and dance like a madman.
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THE RESULTS:
Innate Power 1: Dragon, Lotus, Serpent, Wolf:
I can summon Peasants from each of the four clans in the game Battle Realms. They are subject to some of the actual mechanics of the game itself but they can expand and be trained into the respective military units (Check out Battle Realms wikia for more information).
PASSIVE: If I stay too long in one place, rice fields and bodies of water of varying shapes and sizes will start appearing as well as horses, wolves, shale spiders and hordelings. Wolves, shale spiders and hordelings are allied with me.
PASSIVE: I generate one Yin and one Yang point once per day.
Innate Power 2: Nirn and Sanctuary:
Summon objects and creatures from Elder Scrolls (Check out Unofficial Elder Scrolls Portal or Elder Scrolls wikia for more information) and Diablo universe (Check out Diablo wikia for more information). This is usable once a day.
PASSIVE: Summoned units cannot be controlled. Level-locked.
PASSIVE: Summoned objects have their level limitations removed. Consumable objects may be summoned in quintets.
PASSIVE: Summoned objects fully recharge their magic after twenty-four hours.
Innate Power 3: God Powers and Card Magic:
I can use each of the God Powers from Age of Mythology (Check out Age of Mythology at heavengames or Age of Empires wikia for more information) once a day. I can also summon a Myth Unit from Age of Mythology once a day and summon a Relic two times a day.
PASSIVE: God Powers and relics may be used beyond their intended effects.
PASSIVE: Myth Units may be summoned in pairs.
I can use Card Magic from Card Wars (That underground card game I'm addicted with. You don't know how much I want to spill it here but I took an oath) and I can summon Cards to me.
PASSIVE: Card Wars Cards may be used beyond their intended effects.
PASSIVE: Special effects work at 100% success rate.
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"Well, that was anticlimactic…" I said. Personally, I like my Innate Power 2 but I wasn't so sure about Innate Powers 1 and 3. Of all the games I've ever played, why did these two appear?! OMG. I can name more than several dozen superpowers from other games I've played before.
"ADRIEL, DON'T LOOK AT A GIFT HORSE IN THE MOUTH!" I chastised myself.
"Quite right."
"You didn't have to butt in, Persephone." I said.
"Would you like to have starting Zen Masters, items and Cards?"
I was making a dogeza bow by the time Persephone was finished. "You're such a good girl, Persephone! Bless you, bless you!" I yelled in gratitude.
"What would you like?"
"I want the Necromancer, Kenji, Wisp Projector, Manald Heal Ring, Farmlandia- C.A.C.A. (Creeps' and Critters' Alliance) and Farmlandia- Chicken God of The Dead and The Underworld!" I yelled brightly.
"How cheap. Very well then. You will have it. Last question. What map from Battle Realms would like to have?"
That was a nostalgic question. There were lots of fun places. Sure, the game was still the same in every map. But the maps of Battle Realms were so artistic and beautiful despite the old render and compared against the more advanced graphics of other games today.
But still, if I was into real estate, I think some of the maps of Battle Realms would make an ideal place for a resort.
"Hhhhmmm… That's a hard question. But I think I would go for Dragon's Coast. Wait, why are you asking me this again?" I asked out of curiosity.
"Have fun!"
"Wait, what? Have fun? What do you mean- WWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" I screeched as I was plummeted into the planet below. Even thought I knew I would be obliterated right now as I entered the atmosphere, my body felt strangely serene and okay.
I guess the same protection that allowed me to survive the vacuum of space protected me from being ripped apart by the elements of the planet. The light that surrounded me was brilliant as the sun and shone a molten gold. It sent the darkness of the night fleeing before it, troubling the denizens of the world below as to what the omen meant.
I hate to disappoint you, Runeterra, but it's just an otaku making a landing. Forgive me to raising your hopes up.
I noticed that I was making a beeline towards the turbulent seas that began to churn and tremble and steady rose in violence and fear. "Persephone!" I yelled. As I did, something amazing happened.
Out of thin air, a floating mass of land appeared. As I neared it, I saw that it was the perfect replicate of the Dragon's Coast map. It was a perfect square shape as if it was meticulously cut and suspended over the air. It was raised into the heavens by a tower of water that flowed benignly as if it was the intended course of nature. The waters of the Dragon's Coast spilled from above to join the waters of the seas below. Everything looked pristine and supernaturally vibrant.
My eyes widened in horror as I sailed down at full speed to meet the ground. I blacked out.
Chapter 2
Demacia Part 1
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I woke up with a massive groan. My body was singing a lot of complaints.
I had hoped that yesterday was just a product of something I ate that sent my imagination to overdrive.
Nope.
Many Card Wars Cards revolved around me like a solar system and…
Two faces were looking down on me. One had an appearance of a lone traveler, wearing peasant clothes, a straw hat, and a backpack with a bedroll where he places his sword. Kenji Oja. The other was an unusually tall and bone-thin man with garish green skin and eyes that burned like fire. The Necromancer.
"Whoa… So cool!" I said as I leapt from my resting place and jumped around them like a bunny on helium. "Are you real?" I asked. I poked Kenji's chest and my finger was met with warmth and steel muscles. I blushed a bit.
"They are sentient Existences the Supreme Beings sent to assist you. We are all here to aid you."
"Well, that's pretty creepy." I said. I looked around. And I could not believe my eyes. The Dragon's Coast. It's rare to see places like this in my world. One that's completely untouched by the hands of man, perfectly pure and innocent.
"Well. I don't really play League of Legends anyway. All I do is read their lore and admire the people who expertly wove the story of this fictional world. Sssoooooo… I think I would play the building game here." I said.
"That would be excellent. You will walk the path of the ruler well. We will support you to the best of our abilities."
"Yeah. Let's start." I said. I summoned six Peasants from each of the four Battle Realms clans. They rose from the celestial portal that appeared out of thin air. "Dragon, occupy the bottom right side of the map. Serpent, occupy the top right side. Lotus, occupy the top left side. Wolf, occupy the bottom left side. Start building and muster soldiers too." I ordered.
The Peasants nodded and ran off to their respective coordinates. "What now?" I asked. "Why not explore the outside world while they build up?" the Necromancer suggested. That wasn't a bad idea. I think I like it. "Persephone, do you think I should do it?"
"If it pleases you. You would learn from it. Experience is necessary for level-up."
"Oh, yeah. I forgot about that bit." I said. Well, they gave me an RPG to play in a MOBA game. That's fifty shades of weird.
I can use each of the God Powers once a day. I can use Ptah's Shifting Sands to teleport us where we want and Helios' Vortex to send us back. That sounded good. Though I don't know where the heck to teleport us to. Maybe…
"By the power of Hel, I summon thee!" I intoned. All of a sudden, Nidhogg appeared out of nowhere, a massive dragon summoned by Hel's God Power. "Thoth, I beseech thee! Send me thy aid!" I intoned and summoned two Phoenixes. They appeared out of a celestial portal. "Please protect this land while we're gone." I said. The three majestic creatures nuzzled me in affection then took off. "Wow. I definitely want a pet like that back at home." I said, feeling fuzzy and warm. "Good luck feeding that." Kenji said. "Well, let's do some adventuring!" I said. "Wait a minute." I said after some second thought. "It might be better if I go alone for this one." I said.
"What? Why?" Kenji demanded. "Because I don't know how people will react to you two. Plus you can manage things here while I'm gone." I said. The two looked at me dumbstruck. I didn't give them the chance to butt in and… "By the power of Ptah, I summon thee!" I intoned. There was a sudden sandstorm all around me, covering my form entirely then spirited me away.
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Demacia
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I reappeared in an unknown place. Hey, I didn't know where to go, okay? All I know is that I said I wanted to try out going to Demacia first. And what do I get? I get dropped off somewhere not remotely in Demacia.
"You are in Demacia though you did not specify what part of Demacia you would want to appear to. Persephone has taken it upon herself to place you near the Demacian capital."
"On the bright side, I would attract suspicion if we appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the city." I said.
"Exactly."
"Are you always this sarcastic, Persephone?" I asked.
"You make a fine target for the sarcasm of Persephone."
"As soon as I find the suggestion box, I'm gonna tell the Supreme Beings all the naughty things you made me do."
"Age= virgin."
"I hate you…." I growled.
"Demacian capital would be to your east. There is a path leading to the eastern gate."
"Thanks, Persephone! You can go to silent mode now! I'm playing tourist." I said proudly. That reminds me. I didn't get to look at my Card Wars Cards…
Farmlandia- C.A.C.A (Creeps' and Critters' Alliance)- Omnicard
Farmlandia- Chicken God of The Dead and The Underworld- Omnicard
Cryptids- Nessie- Pawn Card
Cryptids- Borometz- Pawn Card
School 0f Pain- Flower Power- Pawn Card
Arthurian Empire- Vision of Aurora- Magic Card
Underworld- Zombie Balladeer- Monster Card
Underworld- Phantom Priestess- Monster Card
School of Pain- Outreach Program- Plot Card
Inquisition- Revelations- Plot Card
"C.A.C.A (Creeps' and Critters' Alliance): activate!" I said. The C.A.C.A. Card glowed brightly for a moment then disappeared. "WITH THIS OMNICARD, I CAN FREAKING SPECIAL SUMMON ANY PAWN CARD FROM ANY CARD FAMILY I WANT!" I thought evilly.
"You are making a scary laugh."
I grinned sheepishly. Now, in addition to my weird clothes, I was surrounded by many cute and tiny ethereal cartoon animals that stood on their hind legs and carried signs that protested against environmental abuse as well as signs that proclaimed their love for Mother Nature. Yep, I definitely looked weird. Why not take it all the way?
"Nessie: activate!" I said. The Nessie Card glowed brightly and disappeared. The favorite Card of any Cryptid player appeared in a cute puff of smoke. It was Nessie. That same Loch Ness Monster who has captured a lot of fascination around the world. She was an overlarge plesiosaur and a normal one at first glance except for the large pool of magical water that followed her everywhere and allowed her to traverse land and even air. She's a playful Pawn Card that allowed a Cryptid player to special summon TOKENS (Fishes), sacrificial units to summon other Cryptid Cards since Cryptids have incredibly high sacrifice costs.
I shrieked and hugged Nessie's the moment she appeared. I don't care if I sunk into the depths of her magical pool. She nuzzled me back just as excitedly. It wasn't long before the towering wall of Demacia's capital loomed in our sights. We've walked so freaking long and I couldn't even begin to feel my legs. "If I had known the distance it would take to walk all over there, I wouldn't say no to teleporting right in the middle of the city for God's sake!" I complained.
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We stood before the eastern gates of the capital two hours later. By that time, I was sitting atop a cloud of cartoon animals. I knew these cute animals were the right ones for the job. They bore me easily as if I was paper. I can get used to this.
"Identification?" the guard asked without even looking up from the papers he was sorting through. I froze. SHIT. It didn't cross my mind. "Where do I get the proper papers to get in, good sir?" I asked. The man looked up and saw me and his eyes widened.
I thought he was frightened at the sight of a strange person atop floating cartoonish animals. Nessie, the massive creature she was, peered down on the man from behind me. It's the curious look she always wore and the one always mistaken as a predator sizing up her food. "You're just visiting, right?" the man asked as he trembled. I smiled. "Yes, sir! I'm just a harmless tourist passing by!" I said brightly. Behind me, Nessie opened her maw and let her long tongue down like a panting dog. It had the opposite effect on the man.
"Tourists are allowed a week here. If you plan to extend further than that, you will have to register." the man explained as he continued to quiver. "Please don't be afraid. I'm not remotely dangerous." I assured him. Yeah, right, tell that to the Cryptid behind me. "Department of Registry is at the Saint Miles Plaza. Enjoy your stay at Demacia!" the man said before making a dash to the nearest turret.
"What got to him?" I asked to C.A.C.A. and Nessie. They both shrugged. "You're just an adorable creature! Who's an adorable creature? You are! Yes, you are!" I launched into baby-talking Nessie. She jumped and splashed as I petted her ecstatically. We entered the gates after a minute, leaving behind what looked like nothing less of a flood came rampaging through. Let's all pretend we didn't do that.
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Ah, Demacia. With its bright and golden structures looking down on me with disinterest and insignificance. With its hymns and arias of valor and righteousness the filled the air that celebrated the works of heroes and saints. With its gleaming towers and spires and turrets that proudly stood in defiance against the azure skies. With its people dressed in grandeur that would shame royalty from my world any day. Yep, it reeks of religious and draconic themes. That or the fact that I was attracting a lot of attention because of my companions. Or maybe because I wore weird clothes and was sitting on a floating cloud of cartoon animals. Yep, definitely all of the above.
Nessie followed me as I moved through Demacia's streets. Everything seemed interesting to me. I was amazed at the details of the city, from its architecture to its people. Its culture was amazing. I've always wanted to travel around the world, get to know and learn as I make my way from one foreign land to another. Sadly, I never got to. Even though it was a major dream of mine. Hopefully, I can still have the chance to do that in the future. "What are you thinking, Adriel? You have an entire fictional world here to explore!" I said to myself.
"Indeed."
"I thought I told you to be quiet, Persephone?" I said. No reply. "Now you're not talking?" I said.
"Persephone thought she should leave you to explore. And leave the sarcasm for later."
"Gee. Why didn't you ever think of that several hours ago?" I said sarcastically. I began to think to myself.
"Do you think we should hire a tour guide?" I asked C.A.C.A. and Nessie. The cartoons raised a placard with a question mark on it. "So we could explore the city better?" I said. The cartoons raised the same placard again. "Yep, I'm the only one interested in exploring here. What do you guys want to do?" I asked. Nessie and the cartoons immediately made eating gestures and I mean eating-with-gusto gestures. "Eat? Eh? I don't have money. Wait. Maybe I can sell something." I thought to myself. "Status!" I said. The hologram appeared before me. I scrolled my Innate Powers section.
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Innate Power 1: Dragon, Lotus, Serpent, Wolf:
Battle Realms: Dragon, Lotus, Serpent and Wolf: Summon creatures from this universe
PASSIVE: If I stay too long in one place, rice fields and bodies of water of varying shapes and sizes will start appearing as well as horses, wolves, shale spiders and hordelings. Horses, wolves, shale spiders and hordelings are allied with me.
PASSIVE: I generate one Yin and one Yang point once per day.
Innate Power 2: Nirn and Sanctuary:
Elder Scrolls: Nirn: Summon objects and creatures from this universe
Diablo: Sanctuary: Summon objects and creatures from this universe
PASSIVE: Summoned units cannot be controlled. Level-locked.
PASSIVE: Summoned objects have their level limitations removed. Consumable objects may be summoned in quintets.
PASSIVE: Summoned objects fully recharge their magic after twenty-four hours.
Innate Power 3: God Powers and Card Magic:
Age of Mythology: God Powers, Relics and Myth Units: Summon magic, objects and creatures from this universe
PASSIVE: God Powers and relics may be used beyond their intended effects.
PASSIVE: Myth Units may be summoned in pairs.
Cards Wars: Card Magic: Summon magic from this universe
PASSIVE: Card Wars Cards may be used beyond their intended effects.
PASSIVE: Special effects work at 100% success rate.
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Now that had a second look at it. My Innate Powers aren't so bad after. It's really OP if I do say so myself.
My Innate Power 2. Summoning creatures and objects from either Nirn or Sanctuary, eh? Persephone said that I can upgrade one of my Innate Powers for each of my tenth level-up. So that means with necessary level, I can summon the Prime Evils or the Lesser Evils or the Nine Divines or the Daedric Princes? MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I will make this world bow before me! I can already feel the seduction of world domination slowly taking over me!
"Please stop your evil laughter. People are starting to feel scared."
Persephone's words brought me back to reality. I looked around to see that so many people were staring at me with looks of doubt and suspicion. I dragged C.A.C.A. and Nessie away from the embarrassing scene.
We finally located the Merchants District several hours later (Nessie and C.A.C.A. was on the verge of rioting by then). I had to ask several spineless guards who fled at the sight of the adorable Nessie. Well, I guess that's a common reaction to a giant monster.
The Merchants District was a spanning marketplace literally taking over an entire district on its own. Stores, taverns and other establishments lined up the streets. Guards were everywhere in sight and they looked at my entourage the moment I passed through the great gates.
"Excuse me, sir. Do you know the best place to get the best deal out of selling something? I need the coins bad." I said. BY THE GODS! The man I asked didn't flee at the sight of Nessie. I took a closer look at him and saw that he was a giant of a man, clad in a thick and overlarge suit of armor. Fittingly, he wielded a massive sword as well. He looked down at me and I saw that he was quite handsome in a hard and harsh way. I couldn't look away from the massive bulge of the biceps through his chainmail. I'm so sinful.
"You're the one the guards are talking about? What were you thinking bringing something like that inside the city?" he demanded. Hhhmmm… He looked familiar. I smiled at him. "She's harmless, sir! Completely harmless! She's trained and good-natured and won't hurt anyone unless they provoke her first!" I said in voice that was between whining and persuading.
The man arched an eyebrow at me. "Are you sure?" he asked in doubt. I nodded fervently. "Show him, Nessie!" I said. Well, Nessie reacted in a way I didn't expect. She licked the man with her tongue, leaving a shower of drool that drenched him completely. The man looked unimpressed.
"Captain Garen! Are you alright?!" a group of five guards who were watching nearby ran to the man. Ah! Garen. The Might of Demacia. I read about him and his lore. I don't know his strength game-wise though. "Wet but okay." he replied, shrugging off drool. "The Best Deals is the store you're looking for if you want to sell some items. Continue this path and when you see the sign "Agmir's Enchanted Blades", turn a right. The store is just across the Merchants Guild statue." he directed me.
"Thank you, sir." I said. He watched me and Nessie move away. "I think I'm taking the rest of the day off." Garen said. The guards looked at him, blinked then nodded their heads as it registered. That's the first time their captain said he would take a day off. Garen took something from his pocket.
It was a Flashstone, an invention from the Mages Guild that the Lightshields commissioned. It allowed the bearer to teleport anywhere they needed to be in Demacia. Of course, very few people had the privilege to use it. The Captain of the Dauntless Vanguard happened to be one of those few. Garen planned to go home, change clothes and follow the boy. Assuming his sister's annoying suitor was still there, he'd drag him back with him. With a single thought, the Flashstone shone brightly and Garen disappeared in a burst of light.
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I moved through, following Garen's directions. I came across the Merchants Guild statue he was talking about. Whoa. Even statues reek of righteousness and pride here. I looked across it and found the store. The Best Deals, eh? Maybe before I enter I should prepare. What should I summon that I can sell? It must be something costly but at the same time okay to hand out. It's not my nature to hand out artifacts or incredibly strong items without any good reason.
I clapped my hands. Ahah! Why did I ever look far from Elder Scrolls? Nurufufufu~! It's so perfect. I closed my eyes and concentrated. A celestial portal coalesced in my hands and it left behind five potions. I grinned like the cheater I am. Grand Elixirs of Exploration. This shit will sell for a lot of money. Nurufufufu~! I entered the shop with an evil grin on my face and an equally evil aura around me. The shop was packed! Adventurers were busy selling their stuff as well as buying. Oh, thank God. Nessie was too big to enter the place so I had her wait outside. Well, you say that adventurers had balls then. They did a double take on the monster outside but kept their calm otherwise.
"Does the monster outside belong to anyone?" the middle-aged woman behind the counter asked in a loud voice that dominated the shop. I raised my hands and took on my best innocent appearance. All attention was suddenly on me. "That's your pet?!" one adventurer near me exclaimed in disbelief. I nodded. I cocked my head sideways to tell him that I didn't get where his tune was coming from. Several adventurers' mouth went agape.
"You here to buy or sell?" the counter-woman said. "Sell, ma'am!" I said brightly. C.A.C.A. bore me ahead into the counter. Again, the fact that I was riding on something weird gave credence as to why I have a giant monster outside as my pet. I carefully placed the elixirs on the counter.
"What the hell are these?" the counter-woman asked. A vein ticked in somewhere in my body. What the fuck does it look like?! "Potions?" I said innocently. Before the counter-woman could say something else, an old woman garbed in smith's clothes entered and made a beeline towards me. She glared at the counter-woman who looked away. "I'm Shelby, owner of this store and this idiot who thinks she owns the place is my assistant Ruby. Let's see what ya got, stranger." the woman named Shelby said.
She peered down on the potions I placed and said some words that I did not recognize. Her eyes glowed a vivid blue as if she was looking into the very nature of the potion itself. Her eyes widened as she digested the knowledge within. "Where did you get this, boy?! These are beyond Master-grade potions!" she said. She lifted one potion with her hands and inspected it like it was some religious icon. "What she talking about, Persephone?" I asked.
"The quality of items in this world is separated into eleven categories: Inferior, Novice, Apprentice, Journeyman, Superior, Expert, Master, Rare, Unique, Legendary and God class. Potions of Runeterra have never exceeded Expert-class before. The Grand Elixirs of Exploration are classified under Unique-class. Notably, the potion-makers of this world have not figured out how to mix worldly or otherworldly ingredients without adding Mana into it."
"Where's the voice coming from?" Shelby demanded as she looked around to identify the source of the voice. "It's just my friend. Please ignore her. Anyway, I'm kinda busy what with a sea monster to feed and these critters too. How much can you give me for those five?" I asked. "300 gold for the batch." Ruby interrupted. Shelby went quiet. She was thinking hard what price to put on potions that appeared to be ultimately rare.
"300? You're swindling him?" a voice piped in. It was a teenager's voice. I can hear it very clearly. I looked around and saw the pretty boy poster boy of LoL. HOLYMOTHEROFGODALMIGHTY! Every single fiber of my being wanted to scream and screech like a fangirl. HE'S SO FREAKING CUTE! 100/10 would bang 24/7. Mwehehehe.
He moved with the easy and cocky swagger only a teen could pull off. Behind him was Garen, who despite wore normal clothes, looked just as intimidating as he would in armor. Ezreal strode over to the counter and picked a bottle. "What would a guy like you totting things like these sell it for?" he asked me. I forced my voice to be normal. "Money, of course. I need to feed my friends and I want to hire a tour guide to take us around Demacia. I'm a tourist and I'm a strict schedule." I said.
THANK GOD MY NORMAL VOICE DIDN'T FAIL ME! PRAISE THE EMPEROR! Ezreal's eyes twinkled. "Well, I'll take these potions and you got the best guide from Piltover to Demacia and I'll even treat you guys a meal." he said with all confidence. "You have enough money to feed a freaking dinosaur and an army of cartoons?" I asked. I think Ezreal lost me there for a moment. I don't think the word "cartoons" or "dinosaur" exist here.
C.A.C.A. moved away from the counter to the door. They're in. "You're looking at Piltover Grandmaster Explorer! (He took a look at Nessie outside) but to be sure, I brought reinforcement: the bottomless Crownguard pocket!" Ezreal bragged, pointing in Garen's direction. Garen rolled his eyes. Ruby stuttered as her rare visitor was quickly stolen right underneath her nose. Shelby's mouth dropped as well. Winking, Ezreal led me out first and expertly threw one of the potions at Shelby who caught as if her life depended on it. Nessie nudged the door to keep it open and spat a globe of water at Ruby. She stuck her tongue out at the sputtering woman afterwards. She followed after us, looking very smart. I think we left behind adventurers whose mouths kept hanging open still.
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C.A.C.A. and Nessie gorged on the rapidly dwindling mountain of food on our table. Garen and Ezreal were kind enough to order milkshakes and keep quiet about the monstrous appetites of my companions. I kept quiet and busied myself on the plate of pancakes in front of me.
"Sssoooooo… Where did you get these potions, dude?" Ezreal asked, trying to break the ice. Would it be wise to lie? That was the question I thought. If I lied and said I got them somewhere or someone else, I can only imagine. The mature and most responsible thing to do was to tell the truth.
"I got them from a wandering hermit. I saved him from bandits and he gave me those in return. I didn't feel like I could use them though so I decided to sell them." I said. Ezreal and Garen looked at each other. They were surprised. "Do you know the name of this wanderer?" Garen asked. I nodded no. "I didn't ask him really. He was the quiet type." I said. The two looked at each other again.
"Shame. He was a master without peer then. Made the first potions known to exceed Master-grade. Would've loved to know how he made it." Ezreal said, sighing hard. Garen nodded in affirmative. "Well, I guess that might be one of the reasons he was all to himself. If anyone found out about his talent, nations would want to monopolize him." I said smartly. "True." Ezreal said. "Although…" he continued. He opened his eyes and I saw it sharpen quite literally. "I suspect you're not telling us the whole story." he said. I pretended to look very innocent. "Huh?" I said. Thank God that Nessie's drool was flying in my direction. Drool hides sweat, yeah!
"Just kidding. I know you have your reasons but we kinda saw you pull those potions out of thin air." Ezreal said easily. The air went deathly silent. Nessie and C.A.C.A. went quiet and deathly still. They were measuring whether there was a threat to me or not. "Hahaha." I laughed weakly. Every fiber of my being told me to run away this instant. Nessie looked up from her mound of food, looking like a very fearsome monster for the very first time. So this is what she looked like when she's serious, huh?
I gently placed a hand over her to quiet her down. "Okay. I admit I made those but I think it's not a big deal whatsoever." I said. The two looked at me with surprised expressions on their faces. "Are you kidding?!" the two said, leaping up from their seats. "But this world has so many artifacts too, doesn't it? Blade of the Ruined King? Talisman of Ascension? Frost Queen's Claim? Face of the Mountain? Guardian Angel? Archangel's Staff? Mejai's Soulstealer? Manamune?" I said quickly. I had to give my thanks to the three who babbled on and on about this game.
"You think those Legendary Artifacts are easy to come by?! You have to go on a quest of unimaginable danger just to get one of those! And some of those are national Artifacts of a country. The chances of getting one is around ten percent, the chances of getting two is a one-digit chance!" Ezreal practically yelled.
"Not to mention if you do possess an Artifact, it gives off a distinct aura that identifies its nature. Good luck fending off thieves." Garen said. Whoa. "You people have it tough, do you?" I said. "Also. An interesting choice of words. You almost said that you're not from this planet." Garen said. looking very sly. The cogs in my head started to move. "Please stick to being a muscleman instead of trying to use your head. It's embarrassing. Of course, I know a lot of things because I travel." I said smartly.
"Pffft~" Ezreal coughed before he choked it down. He tried to stifle it but after a minute, he gave up and burst into laughter. Garen blushed. He slammed his fist on the table and tried to say something, closing and opening his mouth. Instead, he decided to vent on Ezreal. He grabbed the explorer in a headlock and rubbed his knuckles hard on the boy's scalp. "Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!" Ezreal complained, trying to break free from the larger man's grip.
I felt blood dribble down on my nose. Holy crap! It's so erotic! The way Ezreal's head was caught beaten the mighty slabs of Garen's biceps, the way Ezreal's flailing hands would caress Garen's iron stomach, push against his rock-hard pectorals. I'm so sinful~ Their faces close to each other that you could almost clearly see the two give in to sinful lust and join lips. "You okay?" Ezreal asked when he noticed me burying my face on the plate. "Nothing. Just a moment of weakness. It's gonna pass." I said easily. "Since you guys finished eating, maybe we can go touring now?" I asked. Nessie and C.A.C.A. offered up no resistance. They were too full and content to complain.
•
We wandered through many streets and attractions Demacia had to offer. Truthfully, I felt like I went back in time, in a distant era of an amalgamated ancient England and Medieval Times. Ezreal was a great tour guide. His descriptions were precise and to the point but contained so much story and imagination that no person could ever get bored listening.
It was almost nighttime when we finished.
"Whoa. How time passes when you're having fun." I said. Ezreal and Garen shared a look. "Hey, if you really want to experience Demacia, a day won't be enough to cover all of it. Why not come back tomorrow?" Ezreal said. I thought about it. Why not?
"Sure. I think I'll come back." I said. "You have a place to stay?" Garen asked. I grinned as best as I could. DO I?! "Yep! Don't worry about me! See you guys tomorrow!" I said. C.A.C.A. and Nessie bore me off. Ezreal and Garen still looked curiously at me. We stopped some distance from them. "By the power of Helios, I summon thee!" I intoned. A warping rift enveloped me and my pets and we disappeared into particles a second later. We reappeared at the Dragon's Coast.
"So how was your field trip, my dear master?" a disdainful voice asked.
Chapter 3
Demacia Part 2
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Kenji looked at me with a pissed-off expression on his face. "Sorry!" I wailed as all of the good vibes disappeared from my body and converted into guilt instantly.
By the time, I was back, the Dragon's Coast was populated already. All of the four clans have fully deployed on the area. The towns I expected were big enough to be considered a city. I was fangaying all the way as I explored the island. Behind me, an army kept following. 50 Master Warlocks, 50 Ronin, 50 Samurai and 50 Werewolves. They really got busy when I was out.
Don't even get me started on the population. In Battle Realms, there was a hard cap on population. But here? OMFG. They keep breeding like rabbits! I told them to cease all training and Peasant production for now.
Dragon: Spearman, Archer, Chemist, Geisha, Guardian , Dragon Warrior, Kabuki Warrior, Powder Keg Cannoneer, Battle Maiden, Samurai
Serpent: Swordsman, Crossbowman, Musketeer, Fan Geisha, Enforcer, Bandit, Raider, Cannoneer, Witch, Ronin
Lotus: Blade Acolyte, Leaf Disciple, Staff Adept, Channeler, Reaper, Unclean One, Infested One, Diseased One, Overseer, Warlock, Master Warlock
Wolf: Brawler, Hurler, Mauler, Druidess, Pack Master, Digger, Ballistaman, Sledger, Pitch Slinger, Dryad, Berserker, Werewolf
Now multiply each unit mentioned above by 100. OMFG. I have enough people to conquer a kingdom! My plans for world domination will be set in the future. Not now. In the future.
"Persephone, is it just me or these guys all look alike?" I asked, noticing that one Spearman looked exactly the same as other Spearmen.
"Form is irrelevant. Each of these soldiers and their numerous counterparts are bodies animated by a single entity, a soul that has its essence distributed into many corporeal vessels."
"That's kinda harsh. You speak like they're all expendable."
"Not so. You may imagine this as one person split into many copies. Despite having so many bodies, all of them are the same many copies of the same governing data. Example: if you tell a Spearman here something, another Spearman miles away will know the same thing and will be able to relay without difficulty. They all have the same personality, characteristics and abilities because they are all one. So that when they serve you, they will be able to function seamlessly."
"Oh." I said. I still felt sorry for them.
"Your concern for us Existences, Chosen One, is a great honor. But know this, none of us die when our bodies fall. We never die. We are deathless. We are merely reformed and reshaped into earthy vessels. We are immune to temperature, aging, disease, ailment, fatigue, hunger and weakness. You will not lose any of us no matter how many of our mortal vessels perish."
I still kept quiet. Persephone must've sensed my discomfort and chose to keep quiet about it. Kenji and the Necromancer followed her action. "I think this island is not big enough." I finally said. Kenji and the Necromancer looked at me in surprise. "Not big enough?! Are you serious?!" the Necromancer asked. "Dude, we're standing on a floating land that appeared out of nowhere and clearly defies the law of science and magic in this world. Do you really think no one will come to investigate?" I asked.
That made them pause. "You may be right. But we have an army right here. They won't be able to take this land easily. We can repel them effectively." Kenji said. I looked at him with eyebrow arched. "Are you willing to risk it?" I asked. Kenji paused. "We don't know what this world has to offer. That may be wise." he said after some thought. "Persephone, can I put another Battle Realms map near this one? On that note, can I get another map at all?"
"If you have sufficient Create Points, you are allowed to create a new or pre-existing feature."
The problems with level-up. "Status!" I said.
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Adriel
Level 3
Experience: 547/3000
Health: 100/100 (Regeneration: 10/min.)
Mana: 5000/5000 (Regeneration: 100/min.)
Fatigue: 300/300 (Regeneration: 5/min.)
Encumbrance: 20/100
Title:
• The Beginner (Experience gain increased by 40%)
• Chosen of The Supreme Beings (When killed, transport Chosen to Heaven and transport killer/killers to Hell)
• The Explorer (Immersing in the mysteries of this world and mingling with its denizens fill up the Wanderlust Meter. Upon maxing it, Chosen granted a leveled amount of Experience)
• The Traveler (Immersing in the culture of civilizations of this world fill up the Learner's Meter. Upon maxing it, Chosen is granted a leveled amount of Experience)
Class: Summoner
Spells: PENDING
Abilities: PENDING
Greater Power:
• Gift of The Supreme Beings I (Defy the world's supernatural and supernormal limits. Draw power from the Supreme Beings. Usable once a day)
• Gift of The Supreme Beings II (Defy the world's supernatural and supernormal limits. Call upon the Supreme Beings to bless an object. Usable once a day)
Lesser Power:
• Touch of The Supreme Beings (Defy the world's supernatural and supernormal limits. Increase a target's Disposition towards you to 500% for 1 hr. and down to 100% after 120 hrs. thereafter)
• Voice of The Supreme Beings (Defy the world's supernatural and supernormal limits. Command the world to do your bidding for 60 sec.)
Innate Power:
• Dragon, Lotus, Serpent, Wolf (Summon creatures from this universe)
• Nirn and Sanctuary (Summon objects and creatures from this universe)
• God Powers and Card Magic (Summon magic, objects and creatures from this universe)
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My eyes nearly popped. WHAT?! I leveled up with just exploring and adventuring?! You shitting me?! Level 3! Without me even knowing. "Wait. Persephone, aren't you supposed to tell me if I level up?" I asked.
"You were conversing with people when you did. Persephone thought it would be a bad timing to announce it."
She does have a point. "So did I gain some skill points or some attribute points? Did I, did I, did I?" I asked excitedly. The status bar flickered into a new page I haven't seen before. My eyes widened. Dear Lord, what sort of alien language is this? It reminded me of Path of Exile and its holey moley play-for-the-rest-of-your-life skill tree.
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Skill Points: 3
Attribute Points: 3
Create Points: 0
Customization Points: 0
Premium Points: 0
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SKILLS:
Light Affinity
Darkness Affinity
Water Affinity
Air Affinity
Earth Affinity
Fire Affinity
Life Affinity
Death Affinity
Divine Affinity
Unholy Affinity
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ATTRIBUTES:
Strength
Intelligence
Willpower
Agility
Speed
Endurance
Personality
Luck
Health
Mana
Fatigue
Encumbrance
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Affinities. I think I need to spend a point in an affinity to unlock the spells of that tree.
Attributes. This was blatantly ripped off from Elder Scrolls. Nurufufufu~!
I pondered on my choices. "Whatever. Persephone, all attributes on Intelligence. Unlock Unholy Affinity." I said. The screen flickered off for a moment and I was bathed in light. A new screen opened and I saw what I unlocked with Unholy Affinity.
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SKILL POINTS: 2
UNHOLY AFFINITY
Succubus Seduction (1 point) (Take control of a target's emotions and memories for 1 hr.)
Felfire Barrage (2 points) (Continually drain Mana to generate Felfire Orbs. Release to target/targets of choice)
Black Whisper (1 point) (Compel information from an unwilling target)
Poisonous Presence (2 points) (Leech life from nearby enemies as you continually drain Mana)
Lessest Demonic Wish-Granting (1 point) (Set a price and make a pact to grant a wish to a supplicant. Limited by spell level)
Black Gale (1 point) (Controllable wind that inflicts Unholy damage to enemies in its path)
Maddening Fear (2 point) (Inflict demonic fear on a target. May permanently damage a target's psyche if they fail to resist)
Lessest Demonic Summoning (2 points) (Summon a number of demons based on Mana sacrificed. Limited by spell level)
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BANZAI UNHOLY AFFINITY! Will you serve in Heaven or rule in Hell indeed! Mwahahaha!
"Persephone, I'll take Lessest- Demonic Wish-Granting and Succubus Seduction!" I said.
"What lust-driven plans are running through your head?"
"Lust? More like power-mad." I said before launching into dark laughter. "Just imagine, you guys, all the desperate people who would gladly sell their souls to me just for a drop of hope. I know there will be a lot of those people here. I can almost taste it!" I said, laughing maniacally. "I think we have our jobs cut for us." the Necromancer commented. Kenji grinned at that.
"Oh, yeah, we also need a forward base that's situated on land. Also, I'll be back on Demacia tomorrow." I said, laying down the plans. "You'll need guards." Kenji said. I nodded yes. The two Zen Masters looked very expectant. "I won't be taking you guys because I want you to spearhead the forward base building." I said. Kenji and the Necromancer looked satisfied with that. "Now, I think it's time for a good night's rest." I declared.
I couldn't sleep that night. I was too excited. Then I remembered Marshal, Magnus and Rick. My heart started to sink. I couldn't help but worry. Maybe I can ask Persephone to take look at their current situation. Before I even knew it, I had fallen asleep.
•
I woke up around 8:00 a.m. I slept late. But it was a good sleep though. I slept curled on Nidhogg near the shores of the beach. Nessie slept on nearby waters and I was buried under the soft fur and lullaby-like snores of C.A.C.A. I let Nessie and Nidhogg sleep in a bit longer. C.A.C.A. was awake the moment I moved. They bore me up and floated me towards the Bathhouses. Last night, there was a massive arguing where I should sleep.
The Necromancer was from the Serpent and Kenji is allied with both Dragon and Serpent. The Lotus and Wolf complained unfair advantage. Everybody wants me to sleep on their factions' side of the map. I told them that I would alternate sleeping every night. I said I would begin with Dragon then Serpent then Lotus then Wolf. They quieted down after my decision.
"Persephone, you there?" I asked. I was currently in the bathing section of the bathhouse. Geisha copies stood outside the door like honor guards. They were alert for the slightest command I would make.
"Persephone is here to serve. Good morning, Chosen."
"Good morning to you too. It would be better if you called me by my name. Anyways, can I ask for a heavy favor?" I yawned.
"Very well, Adriel. Persephone will grant it as long as it is within jurisdiction."
"Can you check out my other friends? Just making sure they're okay but I want to hear from them that they're okay. Please?" I begged shamelessly. There was silence.
"Short-tem existences called Marshal, Magnus and Rick are divided. Persephone may take some time to return. Will you be alright in the absence of Persephone?"
I felt relieved. Very relieved. "OMG. Thank you so much, Persephone! I owe you a big one! A very big one!" I said. I stood up and called upon the Supreme Beings. Persephone explained to me last night that Gift of The Supreme Beings I can be used to temporarily release the limits of my other Powers. Now I debated whether to do next. Something that would send my best regards to my bestest bestfriends without trying to look down on their capabilities.
"Supreme Beings, I humbly call upon your endless might to aid me. Bless me with your grace that all of creation might aid my purpose. With this plea, I give you praise and gratitude endlessly though unworthy I am." I intoned. Then my mind went blank as unfathomable power surged inside me. It was a blessed state of contentment and hallowedness. It was truly joyously terrifying.
I summoned the power and directed it to my Nirn Innate Power. It was a small matter really. I summoned three copies of The White Phial and Spellbreaker from Skyrim and that was it. But on second thought, I decided to summon Morrowind's Mara's Skirt, Mara's Blouse, Shoes of St. Rilms, Amulet of Flesh Made Whole, Moon-and-Star and Belt of The Armor of God. The items appeared out of a dance of darkness and light. As to be expected of an item from an Aedric Divine and a Tribunal relic. The skirt and blouse of Mara were supernaturally comfortable and soft and the same could be said of the shoes. The rest were assurances of things if they get out of hand right before my eyes. You can never be too careful, you know.
"Persephone, will you give this to them?" I asked as the items appeared before me. I held out the three White Phials and three Spellbreakers.
"As you wish. Persephone will give them your gifts. Persephone will return in a month."
Persephone spirited away the gifts from my hands and I felt her presence vanish as she crossed between planes of existences. I felt alone but I'm not really alone, am I? I have other friends here. I think I'll make it up by expanding so much that she'll be so proud when she returns.
I finished bathing, got dressed with the Elder Scrolls items I summoned and went outside. Soldiers from each of the four clans stood outside the Dragon base. They were ready. The Necromancer and Kenji stood at the head of the army. Persephone told me that there was a bandit city on the coast south of the Dragon's Coast. It was called Ratharbor and it was a steadily growing outlaw outpost. I planned to build that forward base there.
"Okay, guys, here's the plan. Kenji, Necromancer, take fifty each of Master Warlocks, Werewolves, Samurai and Ronin to the bandit city. Raze it to the ground if they refuse to surrender but spare the good people. I'm not aiming to be a tyrant. You'll be supported by thirty each of Geishas, Fan Geishas, Channelers and Druidesses. The rest will remain on standby in a rendezvous point in case they will need back-up. Peasants will also be included. Build that forward base when the battle's decided." I ordered.
"As you command!" they all chorused so loud that it felt like thunder clap. "Who will be left to protect the base? More importantly, who will be guarding you?" Kenji asked. I sighed. "I'll be taking Nessie again." I said. Both Zen Masters didn't look convinced. "And I'll take six each of Geishas, Fan Geishas, Channelers and Druidesses with me. Happy?" I said. Kenji thought for a moment then agreed.
"By the power of Ptah, I summon thee!" I intoned. The army from Battle Realms was immediately swallowed by a sandstorm and they disappeared. Nessie, six Geishas, six Fan Geishas, six Channelers and six Druidesses approached me. They stood ready to serve. Well, I guess I'll attract attention again when I come to Demacia. "By the power of Hel, I summon thee!" I intoned again. Another Nidhogg appeared out of thin air. "Njord, I beseech thee! Send me thy aid!" I intoned and summoned two Krakens that appeared out of a celestial portal. Now the Dragon's Coast has two Nidhogg, two Phoenixes and two Krakens to guard it. "By the power of Hades, I summon thee!" I intoned again. Four Sentinels of living stone rose from the earth. I set them around the Dragon base. One the next three days, I plan to cover the remaining bases. "That will be enough to dissuade enemies form attacking early on." I said to myself, quite content with it.
"Nessie, why don't you join them for today? Swim all you want around? How does that sound, girl?" I asked. Nessie splashed ecstatically. She may have a magical pool of water to go on land but it was a different feeling swimming on natural waters. I let her go with the Krakens to patrol the waters around the Dragon's Coast. I also noticed that the Krakens and Nessie would just jump off the edges of the Dragon's Coast into the seas below and be carried back up by the tower of water. Ain't that convenient? "Let's go, girls. You'll be my escort today!" I said excitedly. The healers smiled with pleasure as they followed behind me. Yesterday, I brought a monster with me. Today, I'm bringing world-class beauties. Yay. So much for not standing out. "By the power of Helios, I summon thee!" I intoned again. And we disappeared.
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Demacia
•
"Ever since you met that guy yesterday, you and my brother haven't talked about anything else." Luxanna Crownguard complained to Ezreal. She made an exasperated sigh as she found that the blonde wasn't even listening. He was busy tinkering into the potion some boy gave to him yesterday.
"Whoa, Lux. This thing is amazing. Did you know this allows you eyes to see better in the dark?! It also increases your constitution and your mastery of blunt and bladed weapons, healing magic, damaging magic, your infiltration skills and safecracking skills?!" Ezreal said, eye wide with excitement and fascination.
The contraption that looked like reading glasses on him was a Hextech Arcane Identifier, a magical device that can identify the capabilities of an object. Of course, this was something that cannot be easily obtained just by anybody. The price for this thing is over the top. But being a country's best asset and the favorite nephew of its creator, Ezreal had gotten one himself. If Lux wasn't so mad about her boyfriend ignoring her, she too would be so impressed. "And this lasts for a freaking long time." Ezreal breathed.
Today, news had spread like wildfire that her brother had taken two days off from duty. Soldiers and guards were taken aback by the news. Just to play tour guide to some nobody who caught their interest. Lux fumed. She remembered the way Garen and Ezreal blabbered on and on about the some kid they met and the amazing things he brought with him.
Not even their own mother and father could stop the two from talking on and on and on about the boy. It had gotten so much attention that even now Lux and he parents were very much interested in meeting him. The prince who attended the dinner here last night had his interest at peak as well. Jarvan expressed his desire to meet the boy as well.
Garen was impatiently wandering back and forth their balcony. The massive Crownguard estate was among the privileged noble families allowed to live within the Noblis Majoris district, the closest district to the Demacian Palace. Last time Garen bothered to find out for himself, there were eleven families allowed in this district. The Crownguards were among the firmest supporters of the Lightshield regime and enjoyed closeness with the royal family.
"Are you sure the boy is even coming? He doesn't sound like he has a tendency for promptness." Lux said derisively. She was ignored. She fumed even further. She decided then and there that she'd show up as well. And decide for herself if this stranger was worth the fuss or not.
A spectral recording suddenly appeared in the middle of the hall where the three were. It was a Phantom Relay spell that was taught to all battlemages stationed as city guards. It's an effective way to relay information anywhere in Demacia to all its peacekeeping forces. Strangely however, instead of a battlemage, the crown prince of Demacia himself, Jarvan, that appeared.
"Hey, Garen, just came back from a patrol and guess who I found? Your mystery boy. Although, he didn't bring with him his pet monster, he brought the most beautiful women I've ever laid my eyes on. Meet us at the Sunspire Gate." the prince said urgently. There was something very concerned about his expression though. The image disappeared. Before Lux could even stand up, Garen and Ezreal were already at the door, outdoing each from exiting.
•
Thirty minutes ago…
I sure as hell didn't plan to teleport right in the middle of a fight. But that's what happened. Just my luck.
Lemme explain. After we teleported out of the Dragon's Coast, we were deposited right in the middle of a graveyard. That happened to be a lair of a notorious necromantic cult. That happened to be under siege from the joint Demacian guard and royal guard assault. That happened to be led by the Crown Prince of Demacia himself. That happened to be guarded by the Seneschal of Demacia.
We appeared in what looks like a graveyard, a massive one at that too. Later on I would come to learn that it was the Fallen Martyrs Cemetery, a burial grounds for those who have fallen in service to their countries, be they allies or enemies of Demacia. It was one of the rare neutral grounds between Noxus and Demacia.
"Are we attending a funeral, master?" Channeler asked. Persephone said that each Channeler was one and the same, that applies to all of my summons too. So I guess it didn't really matter from which Channeler the question came from. And I decided to call them by their unit name so it'll be easy on my part. "I do love funerals!" Channeler continued. I was a bit shocked. As to be expected of a Lotus.
The ground around us began shaking. "It is not coming from here." Druidess said. All six of her looked over another clearing which sounds of fighting came from. "Maybe they'll need our help." Geisha said. I decided to check it out anyway. We moved through the graves fast. C.A.C.A. bore all of us swiftly. We entered the clearing and like moths to flame, all attention was diverted to us.
It looked like they were going against some necromancers. Although when you ask me what I think a necromancer should look, I'd say some creepy guy wearing a cloak or something and has an unnerving presence and pale-as-the-moon skin. But these guys look different. If there is a similarity to them, I'd say they looked like chimeras instead. The stronger of the lot, they merged with other undead to look like a mass of amalgamated corpses that protected the necromancer within like a suit of armor. The weaker necromancers were content to summon undead from the graves that were aplenty nearby. What made them stand out was the number of dead limbs and appendages they attached to their own bodies. Grosssssssss... What demented pleasure beset these people to fuse their flesh with corpse? Eeeeeeyuck!
"Oh, my, is this the necromancy of this world? It's as unsightly as the rest of it." Fan Geisha said. She and her other copies laughed in a very insulting manner. "Please don't provoke them!" I begged. "These poor souls deserve to rest." Geisha said as she and her copies looked at me for permission. I sighed. "Have at them." I said, waving my hands in defeat.
"Surrender to oblivion, ye desecrators of the dead, for you face judgment upon this disturbed ground." Channeler said. There were a total of nine of the elite necromancers and around thirteen of the weaker ones. The people, around 90% of them were all males, was still entranced by the divine apparition before them. Never have they seen beauty of this caliber before.
Druidess stabbed the ground with her staff and roots exploded from the earth, entangling every human in the vicinity. This seemed to bring the men back from their delusions and they scrambled to break away from the prison of flora. "Wait. You girls are not gonna discriminate between friend and foe?" I asked. They all shrugged at me. I wonder what's the punishment for attacking several Demacian guards at the same time.
Two figures managed to break from their bonds. One looked like an oriental man with hair so long it reached his hips and he wielded a spear that looked more like a battering ram. The other was a man who wore a seriously overdecorated armor of gold and black steel that was designed to look like fangs and claws of monsters and he wielded an overlarge bladed lance.
Druidess struck the earth again and roots rose from the ground to grab them. They leapt aside to avoid the lashing plants. Suddenly, C.A.C.A. placed me on the ground and floated onwards. They picked up two stones and with an accuracy I could not even come to expect from a cartoon, threw both rocks with killer intent. It made contact with the greatest weakness of a man: right between his legs. "Pfft~" I spat before falling down to laugh hysterically. The men fell down, clutching their jewels and C.A.C.A. fell upon them like a swarm of locusts. Tiny as they are, their numbers pummeled the two with tiny fists and their tiny protest materials. It looked so cute and emotionally scarring at the same time.
"Attack them!" one of the elite necromancers commanded. There was a wailing answer as the dead were forced to comply. "My, how pathetic. How the weak hide behind minions, too cowardly to deal with their foes themselves." Fan Geisha said. The necromancers felt a vein tick. "Pathetic, you say? Your corpse will serve us well!" one of them screamed. "Do try, naïve fool." Channeler said. All six of her gestured and there was a screech in the air. Each of Channeler's copies sent their raven familiars zooming through the air. They moved like high-speed bullets the size of bowling balls and pierced the armor of corpses of six of the elite necromancers, leaving behind visible holes on their targets. One could see that the aim was true and lethal.
There was a moment of disbelief. "I-i-impossible." one of them gurgled as blood bloomed from their mouths. The six targets of Channeler fell down, their faces a painting of incredible denial. They were dead as a doorknob. Only three of the elite necromancers were left standing. "What?" one of them muttered, shaking as a deep cold sipped through his spine.
"Hahaha! What joke! Is this the fruit of your impure labor? Pathetic!" Fan Geisha laughed. That's right, girl. Keep provoking them. You're doing it quite damn right. All six of her raised their hands into the air and called upon her healing arts. Energies in the shapes of hearts and stars and sparkles erupted from the undead. Those she healed made a joyous sigh as they were freed from their necromantic bonds. Should've known. Healing magic has the power to rest the dead. That's basically in EVERY FREAKING RPG I'VE EVER PLAYED.
That's a chunk of the conjured undead down and none of the armor of corpses on the elite necromancers remained. All six of Fan Geisha looked down upon the sprawled men like a cat toying with a cornered mouse. "Would you like to play a bit more?" she asked. All six opened their fans to reveal that it wasn't just an ornament. The fans were bladed and they looked mighty sharp. And the fact that she wielded them easily told them she knew how to use them. The fight was gone from the men in an instant.
After Druidess entangled them, she released the Demacians from their confinement. Geisha and her copies moved around. There were many wounded. The holy steel of Demacian armor protects against the undeath energies but that protection is not absolute. Undead that took on a tangible form could still kill them. The Demacians looked around in doubt and confusion. They never thought such defenseless-looking women could be so dangerous. Geisha was spread about, healing those who need immediate care. As the Demacians watched her, they were amazed as she revived the dying with no visible effort on her part. Those who lost a limb had those missing extensions regrown in a heartbeat. "Would anyone help me over here?" Geisha said, glaring over her shoulder. Channeler and Fan Geisha rolled their eyes but moved to comply anyway.
I smiled as I watched them heal the wounded, Demacian or otherwise. "Hey, what're you doing?!" I demanded as I saw one of the men C.A.C.A. were attacking stand up and move to attack the remaining undead who now stood immobile without a higher will to dictate their actions. "We need to get rid of them. If they stay here for long, stronger undead will begin to emerge." the man in golden armor said. One copy of Fan Geisha stomped to where he is and slapped the man's head with her fan hard. "You have as much brains as that lance of yours, you brute." she said. The man looked stunned at the audacity.
"The land is cursed, young one. For as long as it is not cleansed, the dead will not sleep here. They will wander and lash out in pain and anguish." Druidess explained. Let's ignore the Demacians who are looking at us with incredulous expressions on their faces. This guy must be important. "W-what do you suggest we do?" the man asked, looking apologetic for a change. The girls looked at me and grinned widely. "Do your thing, master!" they cheered as they went about healing. They howled and whistled. I rolled my eyes.
"By the power of Athena, I summon thee!" I intoned. The heavens opened above, revealing splendors that couldn't be seen normally and a shower of light and song came down. The undead and the spirits who could not move on and haunted the graveyard rose up in celebration. At last, they could rest in peace truly, free from their mortal burdens. The light also washed away the ravages of time and tide against the burial grounds, making whole what was broken and aged and returned the purity of the land. The heavens closed after a moment. What it left behind were people with gaping mouths and a pristine atmosphere of a consecrated ground. "Well, we certainly tread on holy ground now. Well done, master." Druidess said. "Now that's out of the way, can we get back to the capital? I think we're already late." I said.
Back to the present…
I certainly could feel the shame the necromancers felt as they were forced to walk all the way back to the capital. Not only were they caged like animals but they also suffered a terrible blow to their pride as spellcasters. Imagine losing to these incredibly frail-looking women. That's a big blow against male ego.
They also suffered the strict and unforgiving lectures delivered by all the girls, C.A.C.A. gave their two cents into it and made a speech about how necromancy disrupts the natural order with its magic. Of course, C.A.C.A. can't talk verbally. All they could do is transfer their thoughts to you so you would know what they think. Imagine the headache as over a thousand cartoon animals pummeled your brain with their thoughts. What hell.
"I'm sorry again, Your Highness. I'm not from here so I didn't recognize you." I said apologetically at the man beside me who sat astride a great black horse. Jarvan looked down on me and decided for a grin. "No worries. The blow to family jewels is nothing compared to the degree of magic you used earlier. But that was strange though. The battlemages said you didn't spend Mana using it but they sensed an otherworldly presence. May I ask what kind of magic that was?" Jarvan asked. He certainly lacked the airs of a pompous royalty.
Am I gonna lie my way out of this? Well, the last time I tried to lie to a Champion, I got busted. "A God Power. That was a God Power. You invoke the power of a god to your desired place." I said. Jarvan and Xin perked up at this. They looked curious as was everyone who was within hearing. "Athena is the Greek goddess of wisdom and warfare. Her God Power is Restoration. You've seen for yourself what it does." I said easily. Damn. Way to blow my cover. "God? From which country is that? I've heard the Serpent Isles worship a Kraken god and tribes around Mt. Targon worship their star gods." Jarvan said. I felt pride in my own world's mythology. "It's a secret. But I can tell you that I can call on gods from Greek, Egyptian, Norse, Atlantean and Chinese pantheon. Nurufufufu~! " I said proudly and lapsing into a sinister laugh.
"I've never heard of those names before. Are they countries or tribes?" Jarvan asked. "The power of the gods is not the domain of unworthy men, prince. It takes great favor and affection of a god to their servant. My master has been lavished by many gods. God Powers are but one part, he can summon creatures of myth to his bidding." Druidess said. One copy of her said as the five others continued their lecture on the necromancers. "That's quite amazing of you. How did you come by this power?" Jarvan asked. Wow. Nosy much?
Instead of allowing my sharp tongue to run free, I gave him a mysterious smile that sent chills running down his spine. "To embrace the gods, you must abandon everything you have, everything you hold dear, your dreams and your ambitions. They will ask for all that you are and all that you will be. Would you like to see what's it like, prince?" I asked in a voice that rang a horrible truth. Sweetie, I'm a voice actor back at my world, and a game programmer by hobby and obsession, you're too young to duel with me verbally in this fantasy world setting.
Jarvan began to sweat at that. "No, thank you." he said. He perked up at something. "By any chance, you happen to bring a sea monster here the other day? And some Unique-grade elixirs?" he asked. A vein ticked somewhere. Those two shits! You frigging tell them to keep it a fucking secret and everyone knows by the next day! "Might you have heard it from that explorer boy and the knight captain?" I asked innocently. Jarvan, the brainless git he is, nodded yes. Time to fight fire with fire.
"Yes. That was me. Guilty as charged. I never thought those two would break their word after promising me not to tell anyone. I guess they're mighty mad at me for that." I said, looking away and taking on a regretful expression. This peaked the prince and the seneschal's interest. "What would that be?" he asked. "I saw the two of them in a dark alley doing that. I was so stunned when I saw it that I actually stood still for minutes before they noticed." I said.
The way the two men's expressions change into shocked told me they had an idea what I'm talking about. "Unbelievable." the prince said. "Oh, you mean those two yesterday? What can I say? That was very hot." Fan Geisha said as she piped in. She was wearing that cunning smile that suggested intimate knowledge. NICE SAVE, GURL! I knew I could count on you!
"What? You saw that too?" the prince echoed. He looked at Geisha who looked properly scandalized. He looked at Channeler and couldn't read her poker face. He looked at Druidess and saw a disapproving look. OMG. I'm surrounded by great supporters! He sputtered. "The captain was really into plowing that blonde though. He was sending the blonde smashing against the wall with his wild gyrations." Fan Geisha said. She laughed demurely.
By the time, we reached the gates, the Demacians who hung on to every word I said looked like they had their dreams and hopes crushed violently to dust. I and my girls were grinning deep inside. We are so evil. Other guards had joined their brethren in shepherding the necromancers to their detaining cells while the prince personally requested we stay behind and wait with him. He sent Garen a specter message about what had happened and told we'd wait for him here.
Several minutes later…
The Might of Demacia and the Prodigal Explorer appeared. Garen run ahead of the boy, determined to win the race, while Ezreal was walking nonchalantly. He just snickered and teleported ahead of Garen, adding insult to injury by appearing a second before the man could win. "You came!" Ezreal said ecstatically. He saw my girls and his jaw dropped. Garen looked up and repeated Ezreal's move.
Lux couldn't believe what she saw. A total of twenty-four women guarded a boy who sat astride a floating cloud of strange-looking bipedal glowing animals. Those women! They haunted the dreams of insecurity and envy of women who are less fortunate!
There was a Barbie doll of a woman of perfect physical demure and elegance. Her hair was dressed in an oriental design that reminded Lux of Ionian traditions. She carried a gentle air and her smile made her look like a saint.
There was an ice queen of raven-black long hair and a body that shamelessly boasted of sultriness and promise of passion. She wielded a fan that deftly entranced those who beheld her face, teasing imaginations to feverish heights.
There was a mystery woman who looked like nothing in the world could please her, attending the cold goddess were three ravens. Unspoken secrets and the unfailingly passive expanse of her lovely face drove men to unerring fantasies of such visage moving for them.
There was a woman of holy air, her beauty was wise and earthly. From her primitive garb, they could see a body honed by time and tide and a purity that communion with the spirit world could only give. Flora seems to flourish and grow in her presence.
Lux wanted to howl and scream and kill something. Yep, that's jealousy at its finest. Not only were these women far, far beautiful than her. They came in fours each! She wanted to know if they were actual people or just constructs. If they were magical constructs, then it was no mystery why they have such beauty. Wait. Doesn't that mean an artificial being was more beautiful than a natural one? Lux despaired even harder.
"Whoa. Yesterday, sea monster. Today, world-class beauties. What's next on the list?" Garen asked excitedly. I smiled innocently. "Theater! The public flaying of Garen and Ezreal, an example of how dependable Demacian and Piltovian mouths are!" I said eerily serene. The two must've sensed my killing intent and started backing off. "I'm sure the prince didn't pull the information about a sea monster or Unique-grade elixirs out of thin air. You wouldn't happen to know where he got that, huh?" I said. "We, uh, might've gotten carried away and blabbered about you." Ezreal said apologetically. "It's okay. I got even anyway." I said. I didn't offer to elaborate any further.
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"Do you know how many perverts felt me up today?!" Garen roared as he pummeled the concrete right above my head. Dust and pieces of stone ran down harmlessly over my head. I brushed them off.
The girls snickered and giggled quietly as they watched. Garen glared at them and they pretended to flee in terror. We were alone. "Uuummm… I don't know what you're talking about." I replied with all the innocence of a saint. "Can the act, brat. I heard from Jarvan what you said to him. And to pass me on with that Piltovian brat, of all the people!" he growled, bringing his face close to mine. I smiled.
"Do you mean you're fine with doing it with another man other than Ezreal?" I asked. I can see the veins on Garen's forehead and neck bulge with anger. "If you weren't a guest here, I would show you a really nice time." Garen said in a deathly whisper. I knew what violence he meant by that. I just grinned. Before he could react, I ran one hand under his shirt, caressing the iron slabs of muscles of his belly. My hand glided upwards and teased his hard pectorals. My other hand strayed to his crotch. Brazenly, I began to nurse the sleeping beast within. With courage I didn't even know I had, my hand slid into his trousers.
Mentally, I was screaming as my hands around his manhood. Amazing girth and length despite being completely soft. He was surprisingly hairless there as well. I thought bears like him were all furry and grizzled. I teased his beast, giving it a couple of gentle strokes. An involuntary moan escaped Garen's lips. Using all the experience I had from sensual touching, I gave his rising dragon an overload of sensations. Before he could reach his limit, I withdrew. I smiled up at him. "I think I've proven my point, haven't I?" I whispered to his ears.
I walked away despite the fact that I was screaming at myself inside. THAT WAS A GOLDEN OPPORTUNITY! YOU FUCKING BITCH! YOU WASTED IT! WASTED IT!
Though seriously, I would faint first before that happened. Maybe I could finish it later…
Yep, definitely later…
We didn't get to tour anywhere today because my adolescent tour guide was busy drooling over the girls. Garen was mighty quiet after what happened. We were invited to stay at the Crownguard estate tonight. I looked at the girls for a moment. "We could stay. They're not yet finished with the battle. Ratharbor is not yet won." Channeler said.
That got my attention real quick. "How is it coming?" I asked. The girls smiled proudly. "Nothing short of excellent. We're sparing those who surrender and eliminating those who refuse. We're following your directive that good people be spared. Lord Kenji has taken it unto himself to spare individuals who have potential to serve you." Fan Geisha said. I smiled. Kenji was the right man for the job then. My other concern was…
"The Necromancer? What about him?" I asked. "His zombies and Spirit Warriors are heading the charge. He promised he will not overstep his bounds. He has been true to that word." Geisha said. I sighed in relief. "Any casualties on our side?" I asked. The healers smiled proudly. "None so far. We're making sure it stays that way." Fan Geisha said. "Good job, girls. There'll be fine celebration for all of you when this ends!" I promised. Just because they don't feel hunger doesn't mean they can't eat food.
"We will hold you to that promise." Druidess said. "We just told everyone what you said. They're celebrating." Channeler said. Oh, yeah. They can relay messages to anywhere their copies are present. Very convenient. Unlike Zen Masters who only have one copy, these guys can be mass-produced.
The night was peaceful as you should expect it. I wanted to go out and experience the Demacian nightlife but sadly, I was detained by the Marcus and Lilia Crownguard and the prince and pummeled with questions I couldn't even begin to answer myself. The dinner was absolutely heaven, if it wasn't for the fact that everyone was watching me. Etiquette and table manners. OMFG. You damn nobles!
"Stranger, I still don't believe that you made those potions. You don't give the air of a master artisan." Marcus had said in the middle of dinner. Apparently, he was mighty miffed that I didn't try to meet his expectations and dug into my food like a pig. "Believe what you will. And the name's Adriel." I said easily. Garen and Lux looked at me with surprise. Marcus was still persistent. "Old man, I think you misunderstood. When you think of "make", you assume it's the same as "brewing", "smithing" and "enchanting". Am I right?" Channeler said, looking up from her plate.
Marcus reluctantly nodded. "My master is not like those mortal artificers who must labor for days and nights. He can merely will such things to existence and they come to life." Channeler said. Marcus and Lilia looked aghast. So did Lux, Garen and Ezreal. Jarvan had an "I thought so" expression on his face. I asked him to keep quiet about what I told him earlier. He and Xin were sworn to secrecy.
"It seems you don't believe?" Fan Geisha asked. Without even asking for my permission, she took my hand and removed the Wisp Projector and Manald Heal rings. I gave her a look which she replied by winking at me mischievously. Druidess waved her staff and the vase of roses nearby moved. A rose had grown and entwined around the rings and handed them over to the man across the table.
Even without the aid of a magical item, Marcus could clearly feel the strange power emanating from the rings. It wasn't the aura of a Legendary Artifact but he instinctively felt they were either equal or greater than Artifacts. "I've never heard of such method of creating such things." Marcus said. He handed the rings back and the moving rose scooped it from his hands. I noticed that Ezreal was looking my way with a puppy eyes look. I sighed. Druidess moved the rose his way and the explorer excitedly began to fiddle with the rings with his Hextech Arcane Identifier.
"I'm not surprised of you skills, Adriel. I expected nothing less." Jarvan said. We both knew what he was talking about. "For reparations about what happened back then with the necromancers, Your Highness, I will give you a treasure to remember me by." I said to him grandly. The prince grinned at that.
The night went pretty usual after that. They gave me a grand guest room to stay on but my girls insisted that we should never be separated. The room I was given looked like a pillow fortress and a slumber party combined. For people who did not require resting or sleeping, the girls fell asleep several moments later.
A naughty thought entered my head. Sexy time with Garen.
I grinned wickedly.
It was around 10:00 p.m. that the Crownguard estate was finally quiet that I decided to sneak out. I left C.A.C.A. to guard my room and the girls. They were sleeping so soundly that I imagined an earthquake won't be able to wake them up.
And I also figured something out about my new skill: Lessest Demonic Wish-Granting. I can basically hand out to myself freebies if I play it right. Am I evil or am I evil?! "Lessest Demonic Wish-Granting!" I intoned. The pact? Several things to let me locate my target hunk. The price? ALL THE NAUGHTY THINGS I WILL DO TO HIM.
The wish was accepted and dark smoke zoomed off of me and went to my arms. It formed into ten enchanted rings. Each ring was a consumable item that contained a spell. It would be destroyed the moment the spell was used. For something like this, I don't think I would need strong a spell. I wondered if higher levels of this skill would fix that.
I immediately used four rings. Ring of Lessest Invisibility. Ring of Lessest Levitation. Ring of Lessest Search Target. Ring of Lessest Intangibility. The used rings shattered to pieces and I felt their magic come into effect. I found out that Garen was in his room. Perfect.
I flew and passed over obstacles in my haste to reach that warrior. I reached his room and went inside, passing through the wall. I then activated the other four rings to cover the room. Ring of Lessest Privacy. Ring of Lessest Soundlessness. Ring of Lessest Do-Not-Disturb. Ring of Lessest True Silence.
On my target, the man sleeping on the bed, I used the remaining two rings. Ring of Lessest Incubus Lust. Ring of Stallion's Prowess. This is gonna be fun.
Sexy time, dead ahead! Skip to the next Chapter if you're not into yaoi! Flee! Save your soul! GO ON WITHOUT ME!