The first month at Hugh's shop had been a mix of monotony and unexpected excitement. I spent most of my days doing menial tasks: sweeping the floors, organizing shelves, and dusting off ancient tomes. It was tedious work, but it gave me time to familiarize myself with the shop's layout and inventory.
One afternoon, Hugh had me clean out the back workshop. It was a cluttered space filled with half-finished projects, scattered tools, and dusty materials. The task was daunting, but it also gave me a chance to peek at some of Hugh's more advanced work. I marveled at the intricate designs and the sheer variety of magical items he had created.
"Remember, Leon," Hugh had said with a twinkle in his eye, "even the greatest enchanter started with a broom and a dustpan."
I chuckled at the memory, now realizing the wisdom in his words. The repetitive tasks helped me build a routine and gave me a sense of normalcy in this strange new world.
However, the highlight of my month came when Hugh decided to demonstrate why the back workshop had an explosion barrier. He was working on an experimental enchantment, a complex project that involved volatile magical components.
"Stand back, Leon," he had warned, his voice serious. "This might get a bit... explosive."
I watched with bated breath as Hugh channeled his magic into the object on the workbench. The air crackled with energy, and for a moment, everything seemed to be going smoothly. Then, without warning, the entire setup erupted in a brilliant flash of light and a deafening bang.
The barrier activated instantly, containing the explosion, and protecting us from the blast. I laughed in surprise at the sheer force of the boom, finding the raw power of the magic incredibly cool.
"Well, that was... enlightening," I had said, still chuckling.
Hugh had laughed along with me, clapping me on the shoulder. "Welcome to the world of advanced enchanting, Leon. It's not always pretty, but it's never boring."
That experience left a… lasting, impression. It showed me the importance of mastering my magic and understanding the intricacies of enchanting, as I really didn't want to end up a smear because of my own stupidity.
Taking inspiration from Hugh's lesson, I decided to push my limits and explore new techniques. With that in mind, I settled down to continue my studies.
Taking a deep breath, I sat back down and opened the book to chapter 13. The golden runes glowed on the pages as I read the title.
Chapter 13: Dissolving Creations
To further your mastery of the Arc of Embodiment, you must learn to dissolve your creations back into pure magical energy. This technique will allow you to refine and recreate objects with greater precision.
"Alright, let's give this a try," I muttered. I grabbed my multi-tool knife, a simple yet useful creation. Holding it in my hand, I closed my eyes and focused on the energy flowing through me.
I imagined the knife breaking down into its core components, visualizing each part disintegrating into magical particles. Slowly, I felt the knife begin to shimmer, its form wavering. I opened my eyes just in time to see it dissolve into a cloud of sparkling particles, which then dissipated into the air.
"Wow," I whispered. The knife was gone, and I felt a tiny surge of energy returning to me. "That was... surprisingly easy."
I stared at the empty spot where the knife had been. "I'll have to recreate it from scratch," I muttered. The dissolution was seamless, but it seems I don't automatically remember how everything looked or felt.
Taking out my journal, I began sketching the multi-tool, noting every detail I remembered and more that would help out for the second iteration. "If I have to recreate it, I might as well improve it,"
With renewed focus, I began to visualize the knife in greater detail. I pictured the blade, the handle, the hinges, and the tools embedded within. Piece by piece, I imagined how they would come together to form a whole.
Letting the energy flow from my hands, I carefully shaped each part and assembled them in my mind. When I opened my eyes, I held a newly formed multi-tool knife. It felt more refined, more complete than before. The hinges bent smoother, the tools were more precise and the handle didn't feel as rough.
"Not bad for a second try," I said, a grin spreading across my face. I tested the knife, flipping out the tools and feeling the smooth motion of the hinges. It was better than my first attempt, but I knew there was still room for improvement.
Bringing out my journal once again, an idea for something more than just a plain multi-tool. Something that might also help get rid of my glaring weakness.
A Weapon. Or more accurately, a transforming weapon.
First, it needs to be inconspicuous. A walking stick as the base maybe? Then, I'll need my tools so I can work on side projects, I might have creation magic (of a sort) but I might need to make adjustments to things I make and it'll be easier to just fix stuff up then to remake the whole thing.
Drawing a wooden staff as the base, I make some rough drawings of symbols on the sides. Each tool getting a 'button' to transform the staff into the tool. I figure a hammer, screwdriver, axe and maybe a wrench should be more than good enough for it, anything else I can whip up when necessary.
Now, what kind of weapon's should I turn it into? I mean, I can probably use the stick itself as a staff but some sort of sword would be cool… and maybe something a bit easier to carry around like a bracelet form…
An hour had passed as I sketched the designs onto some blueprint paper. I figured If I need to recreate something its best to keep the base design somewhere instead of relying on my memory. I'm smart, not a genius.
Chapter 14: Cohesive Designs
The Arc of Embodiment allows you to bring any concept to life, replicating even the most imaginative effects. However, to achieve the most effective and efficient results, your designs must be cohesive and well-ordered. While the magic can create functional items from flawed designs, it excels when the magical workings are structured correctly. A cohesive design ensures that all components work in harmony, enhancing the overall effectiveness of your creations.
Taking the blueprint in hand, I climbed down from my room and into the workshop to get Hugh's help on the rune work. I wanted my first weapon to turn out well, and I had yet to learn any of the runic languages for crafting.
The workshop was filled with the comforting hum of magic and the faint scent of metal and wood shavings. Hugh, was busy at his workbench, meticulously carving intricate designs into a piece of wood.
"Hugh, do you have a moment?" I asked, approaching him with my blueprint.
He looked up from his work, his eyes lighting up with curiosity. "Of course, Leon. What do you have there?"
"I've been working on an idea for a transforming weapon," I said, spreading the blueprint on the workbench. "It's a walking stick that can turn into various tools and a weapon. But I need help with the runic sequences to make it all come together."
Hugh studied the blueprint, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Interesting concept. A tool and a weapon in one, and inconspicuous to boot. Very clever. Let's see… you've got symbols for each transformation here. A hammer, screwdriver, axe, wrench, and a sword. And you want it to collapse into a bracelet for easy carrying?"
"Exactly. I want it so I don't have to worry about a bunch of tools and I figure an actual weapon when I'm out travelling might help, but I'm not sure about the runes. I was hoping you could teach me how to carve them properly." My magic is really helpful, but from what it seems its best to have some research into the actual crafting of said tools.
Hugh nodded, his fingers tracing the lines of the blueprint. "The key to effective runic sequences is ensuring that each symbol is linked correctly, allowing the magic to flow seamlessly between forms. We'll need to use transformation runes and a magical reagent to bind them together."
"Can we start with the transformation runes?" I asked, eager to learn. Another step towards mastering my magic!
"Certainly," Hugh replied. He handed me a plank of wood. "Here, let's practice on this first. You need to get a feel for the carving before working on the actual project."
He pulled out a well-worn book of runes and opened it to a page filled with intricate symbols. "Let's start with the hammer. Here's the rune of strength, and here's the transformation rune. You'll need to carve these into the wood, here and here," he said, pointing to specific spots on the blueprint.
I watched closely as Hugh demonstrated the technique, his hands steady and precise. "The runes need to be carved deeply enough to hold the magic but not so deep that they weaken the structure. It's a delicate balance."
I nodded, picking up a carving tool and carefully starting on the first rune. "Like this?"
Hugh watched my progress, offering guidance as needed. "That's it. Steady hand, consistent pressure. You're doing well, Leon." A tone of surprise in his voice.
As we worked together, Hugh shared tips on the intricacies of rune carving, his voice filled with a mix of experience and passion. "Runes are the language of craftsmanship. Each one has a specific meaning and power, and when combined correctly, they can achieve remarkable things."
By the time we finished practicing the transformation runes for each tool, my hands were tired but my heart was full of excitement. "What's next?"
"Next, we'll need a magical reagent to bind the runes together," Hugh explained. "Usually, something like magical beast blood or a similarly potent substance is used. It acts as a conduit for the magical energy, ensuring that the runes are properly linked and the magic flows correctly between each form. They can also be used to 'recharge' magic tools like mine that run on the stored magic power of the tool instead of Lacrima crystals which tend to cost more."
"Where can I get something like that?" I asked, intrigued.
"There are a few places," Hugh said thoughtfully. "You could try the apothecary in town; they sometimes have rare reagents. Or, if you're up for a bit of adventure, you might find what you need in the forest where magical beasts roam."
I nodded, considering my options. "I'll look into it. Thank you, Hugh."
Hugh smiled, a twinkle in his eye. "You've got a good head on your shoulders, Leon. Keep practicing, and you'll master the art of rune carving in no time. Here," he said, handing me the book of runes. "Take this with you. Study it well. The more you understand about runes, the more powerful and precise your creations will be."
"Thanks, Hugh," I said, taking the book with a sense of determination.
"Keep up the good work, and when you're ready to make the staff, come see me again," Hugh suggested.
"I will," I promised, now I just need to make the damn thing without showing off my magic… Hugh's nice enough but even I know better than to show off a magic like mine without some decent strength to stop anyone from forcing me to make things for them. I can tell Hugh wouldn't but, I'd rather no one sees it in the first place till I'm ready.
I headed back to my room, the book of runes tucked securely under my arm. The shop was quiet now, with only the occasional creak of wood or the distant hum of magic to keep me company. Settling down at my desk, I opened the book and began to read.
The book was a treasure trove of information, detailing everything from basic runes to advanced applications. It started with the fundamentals, explaining the purpose and power of each rune. I learned about the Strength Rune, which enhances physical power, and the Precision Rune, which increases accuracy and finesse. There were also Sharpness Runes for keen edges, Versatility Runes for adapting functions, and Transformation Runes that allowed objects to change form.
As I delved deeper, the book covered more complex runes like the Binding Rune, which connects multiple runes to allow their magic to flow seamlessly. There were Healing Runes for regenerative properties, Energy Runes for storing magical power, and Protection Runes for creating magical barriers.
The practical applications section was particularly fascinating, showing detailed diagrams of enchanted weapons, tools, and everyday items. Each example included a list of the runes used and their precise placement, highlighting the importance of structure and cohesion in runic design.
I also read about magical reagents, substances that enhance the power and effectiveness of runic enchantments. Common reagents included enchanted herbs, Lacrima crystals, and, most notably, magical beast blood. These reagents acted as conduits for magic, ensuring that the runes were properly linked and their effects amplified. Though enchanted herbs were much more suited to healing magics/medicines than magical crafting, though the energy they contained could be used for more minor creations.
The next morning, I decided to head into town for some food. As I walked through the bustling streets, my stomach growling in anticipation. I reached into my pocket for my wallet and noticed something that made me pause. My pants had a few holes in them, and my cuff link had broken off. I looked down at myself, realizing just how worn down my clothing had gotten over the past month.
"Great," I muttered under my breath. "Just what I needed."
I sighed, knowing that I couldn't keep walking around in such a state. Not only did it look bad, but it also made me stand out more than I wanted to. I needed to update my outfit to fit in a bit better.
With another sigh, I counted the meager coins from my paycheck that I had earned from Hugh. It wasn't much, but it should be enough to get something more presentable. I made my way to the nearest clothing shop, the bell above the door jingling as I entered.
"Good morning!" the shopkeeper greeted me with a warm smile. "How can I help you today?"
"I, uh, need some new clothes," I said, glancing around the shop. "Something practical… and durable. Really durable"
"Of course," she replied, immediately reaching for an expensive-looking jacket. "This here is made from the finest materials. It's extremely durable and fashionable."
I looked at the price tag and winced. "I'm not sure I can afford that," I said, trying to hide my shock. How many zero's is that!
The shopkeeper's smile didn't waver. "Well, we do have some other options," she said, steering me toward another section of the store. But as she continued to show me various pricey items, my eyes wandered to a far corner of the shop.
There, hanging somewhat inconspicuously on a dusty mannequin, was a green utility jacket with multiple pockets, unzipped to reveal a black shirt underneath. Below it were green cargo pants with various pouches and straps attached, suitable for carrying tools and other items. A brown belt with additional pouches for easy access to small tools or supplies hung nearby, along with a pair of brown, sturdy lace-up boots designed for rugged terrain and extended wear.
I walked away from the attendant, over to the corner, reaching out to feel the fabric. It was durable and practical, exactly what I needed.
"How about these?" I asked, turning back to the shopkeeper who had noticed me trailing off and followed.
She looked over at my choice and then back at me, clearly assessing whether it was worth her time.
Clicking her tongue she spoke, "Those are good quality," she admitted. "They're practical and should hold up well. And they're certainly more… affordable, than the other options."
I nodded, feeling a sense of relief. "I'll take them."
After paying for the clothes and another set of the pants and shirt, I changed into them in the dressing room. Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I felt a small sense of pride. I looked more like someone who belonged in this world. The clothes fit very well surprisingly, and they seemed to give me a sharper more adventurous look.
Not bad Leon, not bad at all. I thought to myself as I fixed the jacket's collar, opening up the pouches to see they had a decent bit of room to store things in. Those will be useful.
Exiting the store, my stomach rearing its hunger once again as I took the meager remains of my money to get some food, the hunger had started to mess with my head and made me a bit tired as I hadn't eaten at all last night since I was so absorbed into my rune book.
Shaking my head as I made my way into a noodle stand just outside the main road, I ate a rather delicious bowl of ramen for dinner, paying the man I trekked back towards the shop.
Returning to the shop, I noticed a butler leaving, his face set in a stern expression. Puzzled, I entered to find Hugh looking frustrated, his brow furrowed as he worked on a client's commission.
"Leon," Hugh said, glancing up briefly, "clean up the shop, will you? I need to focus on this."
"Sure thing, Hugh," I replied, sensing the tension in the air. As I began to tidy up, organizing shelves and sweeping the floor, I couldn't help but wonder about the situation. The presence of the butler and Hugh's frustration hinted at something serious.
I moved around the shop, dusting off the ancient tomes and putting tools back in their proper places. Hugh was usually composed and good-natured, but today he seemed unusually stressed. I didn't want to pry, but my curiosity was getting the better of me.
As I cleaned, my mind kept drifting back to the butler. What kind of commission could have caused such a reaction? And why did it seem to bother Hugh so much?
Finishing up the last of the cleaning, I glanced over at Hugh, who was deeply engrossed in his work. His hands moved with precision, but there was a tightness in his movements that I hadn't seen before.
"Hugh, everything okay?" I asked, unable to hold back any longer.
He looked up, forcing a smile. "Just a challenging commission, Leon. Nothing for you to worry about."
I nodded, though I wasn't entirely convinced. There was definitely more to this situation, and I had a feeling it was only a matter of time before I found out what was going on.
For now, all I could do was focus on my tasks and continue my studies. Whatever was troubling Hugh, I hoped it would resolve soon. If he wanted help, he could always ask.
In the meantime, I kept scrubbing at this really stubborn red stain on the shelf. Damn thing wasn't budging.
There we go folks chapter 4 is complete! Leon is starting to learn more about his magic and how to incorporate real magic into it and Hugh seems to be under some stress?
Anyways chapter question time! If you could bring one character from anime to reality, who would you pick? keep in mind i'm not talking just about dateability, i'm talking if you could bring anyone to life from anime who would you pick, evil, not evil, smart, dumb anyone. who would you pick?