3 First Totem
The strange voice that echoed in the room seemed to answer his question.
[This Matrix prime purpose is to Create, Maintain and Control Totems.]
[Totems can be used to progress in cultivation, stronger the Totem, stronger the cultivator]
[Do you want to scan for possible Totem?]
[Yes/No]
Prometheus murmured: "Yes". His mind was reeling, he remembered that the strange individual that sent him back to Illusory Thunder asked him about Totem Master before putting inside him a ball of dark light.
Was this some kind of real life Totem Master?
[Scan Completed]
[12 Potential Candidate Found, Classless]
[x 10 Black Antenna Ant, Compatible]
[x 1 Blue Silk Spider, Compatible]
[x 1 Silver Fly, Compatible]
Each of the three species had a small page with information about the creature in question. It included anything from size, colors, behavior to their life expectancy and the natural achievable rank.
'0.1% Chance of forming a cultivation base?'
Prometheus didn't know much about cultivation, but he felt that it was a little too much low. It was in that exact moment that a red shadow speed inside the room, coming from under the closed door.
The young man saw it hide in a corner of the room, but he didn't get a good look at it. It was incredibly fast.
'Was that some kind of cockroach? Disgusting!' He now remember how little hygienic was this world compared to Earth.
[Buffering... new specimen found]
[x 1 Horned Flaming Lizard, Compatible]
'A lizard?' The maimed youth looked at the information of the new available creature, his eyes widening in surprise.
'Fire Elemental Affinity, High Regeneration Ability, Highly valued for its secretion of precious Flame Oil...'
Prometheus' was incredibly excited. If this was anything like Totem Master, he would also become able to use the Fire Element thanks to his totem.
'40% Chance of forming rank 1 cultivation base!' without further thought, Prometheus chose the new beast.
The moment he gave the decision, the interface before him change and started to display a graph.
[Objective Weakened. Chance of success: 70%]
'Probably of success? Seems pretty high.' considered the youth, trying to use his sole remaining arm to get up and observe whatever was going to happen when he confirmed the order.
[Continue?]
[Yes/No]
'Yes'
Suddenly black gas started to come out from his body, flowing toward the corner where the lizard was hidden. It started to make circles around the creature, until it formed a black sphere of some sort. Then, the sphere suddenly started to compress itself.
At first it was loosing volume rapidly, then it started to slow down.
[Totem Creation Status: 30%]
[Time Left: 4h, 30m]
Announced the strange voice of the system.
'That's a lot of time' sighed Prometheus. He observed for a while the weird black gas: it remembered him of the ball of light that the strange man threw inside of him.
While he was waiting, he tried a couple of orders to see what he could and sound not do.
'Inventory' nothing happened.
'Options?' nothing.
'Totem?' a new interface appeared before him, with only had one item inside the whole screen.
[Horned Flaming Lizard, 51% Captured]
[Juvenile, 8 Days ]
[Affinity: Fire]
[Cultivation: None]
[Strength: 0.2]
[Endurance: 0.5]
[Velocity: 1]
[Intelligence: 0.1]
[Soul: 0.3]
[Techniques: None]
[Skills: None]
At first, Prometheus was a little disappointed about those statistics. They were incredibly low! But then he considered that it was only eight days old.
'It will become stronger... I hope'
After a moment, he willed for the black screen to close and so it did. He started checking out his new body, trying to not think about all that he had left behind on Earth.
There was no mirror in the room, so Prometheus had to use only his hand to vaguely discover his own looks by touching his face and hair. He kept doing so for a long while, trying to put together a mental picture of his new aspect.
"Uhm.. ehm ehem" a strange coughing sound interrupted him.
Turning towards the door, he saw a old man looking at him with a strange expression. Prometheus had no idea of who it was. However the thing that pressed him more at this time was the presence of the black gas in a corner of the room.
He wasn't sure about how to explain its existence if it was noticed by the old man. Thankfully, the man seemed to be more interested in his facial patting motions. He was probably considering it to be very strange behavior.
Indeed, the old man was in fact considering the possibility that the pain and the loss of his family had turned the smart boy that he knew since his birth, into a retard. What else could explain the strange things that he was doing to himself when he entered the room?
"Sif, you should rest... Syndra will be visiting you soon" he said with a concerned tone, before giving a nod and rapidly going away.
Prometheus gave a sigh of relief when the old man went away. He really had no idea about how explaining a hovering bass of black gas hidden in a corner of his room. Plus he had no idea of who he was, as the memories of the previous inhabitant of the body weren't detailed enough.
'Who's Syndra?'
[Requesting Information on Syndra]
[Yes/No]
'Yes'
A new series of texts appeared on the interface. It seemed to be all the information that the precedent Sif had on this Syndra.
'A friend'
No, it was his best friend. Syndra was the daughter of the village's butcher, and the only good friend that the precedent Sif had in his whole life.
He kept reading the information about her that the system feed to him, completely loosing his sense of time. This was something that happened to him quite often when was reading something interesting.
The thing that brought him him back to reality was the system's voice.
[Capture Completed, Proceeding With Totem Creation]
The ball of black gas darted towards Prometheus chest, reentering into his body.
