finally creating a tier 1 spell.(chapter 32)

Adam stared intently at the spell circle hovering in front of him. Unlike his previous attempts, this new spell circle remained steady, hanging in the air for a couple of seconds. Adam held his breath, his eyes locked on the formation. "Come on, come on," he urged silently.

As if in response to his determination, a single bright green dot appeared within the circle. It glowed brighter and brighter, moving within the circle and leaving behind a shimmering trail. A smirk formed on Adam's face as he watched the green light shape itself into a square, encasing the spell. He was speechless, the realization of his achievement sinking in.

Exiting his sea of consciousness, Adam rose from his bed with purpose. Without a word, he left his boat home, moving with a robotic determination. Ignoring the curious glance from his fisherman neighbor, he walked along the beach with his floating screen displaying his new spell in front of him. It was a reminder of his hard-earned achievement.

[ Name: Adam ]

[ Mana (plain): 16 (cloud) unit ]

[ Mana (Nature): 13 (cloud) unit ]

[ Spiritual-Force: 01.00/13.00 (1 spiritual force lasts for 1 minute; 1 spiritual force can be recovered in 1 minute) ]

[ Created spells:

Unstable-Mana-Ball(Tier: 0): Lv:2 (178/500) cooldown: 5 seconds ]

Mana-Ball(Tier: 0): Lv:3 (45/1,000) cooldown: 25 seconds]

Spinning-Arrow(Tier: 0): Lv:6 (352/4,000) cooldown: 5 seconds ]

Mana-Plate(Tier: 0): Lv:6 (380/4,000) cooldown: 20 seconds ]

Mana-String(Tier: 0): Lv:6 (2600/4,000) cooldown: 40 seconds ]

Magic-Hand(Tier: 0): Lv:6 (897/4,000) cooldown:25 seconds]

Mana-Sword(Tier: 0):, Lv:4 (252/2,000) cooldown: 40 seconds ]

Mana-Prison(Tier: 0): Lv:2 (290/500) cooldown: 3 minutes ]

Healing-Lotus(Tier: 0): Lv:3 (644/1,000) cooldown: 5  minutes ]

Mana-Snake(Tier: 0): Lv:2 (421/500) cooldown: 10 minutes ]

Float(Tier: 0): Lv:3 (163/1,000) cooldown: 1 minute  ]

Sleeping-Rose(Tier: 0): , Lv:2 (45/500) cooldown: 9 minutes ]

Omni-Direction-Vine-Wave(Tier: 1): a spell that sprouts out multitude of strong and durable waves of spiked vine roots that impales and swim through everything outwards within 10 feet radius , Lv:1 (0/100) cooldown: 10 minutes ]

Adam continued walking until he reached a remote part of the beach. There, standing before the vast expanse of the sea, he whispered, "I... did it." His voice carried a mix of disbelief and triumph. Then, unable to contain his excitement any longer, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "I FUCKING DID IT!, A TIER 1 FUCKING SPELL"

With a surge of adrenaline, Adam activated his spiritual force. As he stomped down, a green spell circle appeared right where his foot was about to touch the ground. The same exact spell circle he had crafted. As his foot made contact, the spell circle glowed brightly. Suddenly, several large spiked vine roots emerged from the circle, surrounding Adam in a protective circle.

The vines sank into the sandy beach, impaling the ground with force. They continued to pulsate in and out of the sand, creating a perimeter of protection within a 10-foot radius around Adam. He stood in the center, a mix of awe and joy washing over him at this momentous milestone in his magical journey. The sea breeze carried his triumphant yell into the horizon as the vines swayed gently around him.

-scene change-

Adam sat at his workbench, his spellbook open before him, the pages filled with scribbles and diagrams. With meticulous care, he erased some spell models, replacing them with intricate spell circles. A smile played on his lips, a constant companion since his success in creating his first spell circles. He admired the intricate designs on his fingertips, a tangible symbol of his newfound prowess. "I am a sorcerer, I am a *fucking* sorcerer," he murmured, rotating the spell circle with pride.

Inspecting each detail of the spell circle, Adam marveled at its complexity. He expanded it, marveling at its intricate patterns, though he felt his spiritual force drain faster with the exertion. With a dismissive gesture, he refocused on rewriting his spell concepts into spell circles of various shapes—squares, rectangles, even hexagons. Each circle contained a detailed description, ranging from radar spells to counter spells to the formidable pagoda spell. Hour after hour passed as Adam's creativity flowed, filling page after page of his spellbook until it nearly overflowed.

Adam's imagination ran wild as he sketched designs for magical artifacts in a new book labeled "Magical Artifacts." He envisioned weapons and armor crafted from the materials harvested from monsters within the pearl—a horn from a moon demon, bones, scales—all infused with supernatural abilities. With meticulous precision, he prepared schematics for these future creations, planning to utilize the unique properties of each monster part.

Among the artifacts, he designed a dagger crafted from the frost wolf's fang, its pages adorned with spell ideas and solidified spell lists. As Adam finished his designs, his magic hand dutifully tended to household chores, washing dishes and tidying up. Eventually, exhaustion crept in, and Adam rubbed his eyes wearily. "If I keep focusing on reading books, I might just need glasses," he remarked with a yawn, rising from his seat to retire for the night.

In the next day's light, a still happy Adam could be seen jogging along the familiar paths of the park. Clad in a light, black, skin-tight shirt, he moved with purpose, the mana string flailing around him. His mastery over the string was evident, capable of slinging him over buildings—had he possessed superhuman strength. Instead, he used it to gracefully maneuver himself, recalling the times it saved him from harm like with the marman. Its uses were plentiful, from restricting movement to lifting heavy objects, and Adam eagerly explored its capabilities as he ran for hours, occasionally practicing spells that were convenient for such an activity, but his happiness didn't last long as he saw something that infuriated him.

"This fucking trash-eating, garbage-munching pathetic excuse for an animal," his profanities seemed to fall on deaf ears as not far away, in a dumpster, was a familiar raccoon, mockingly showing its teeth at Adam, deriding him for being happy about creating a spell, as if that were an achievement worth being over the moon about. "Fuck, I can't let an animal ruin my good mood," Adam sighed as he ignored the raccoon, returning to what he was doing.

After his vigorous jog and a hearty breakfast, Adam devoted hours to meditation in the serene park. The sun arched across the sky as he immersed himself in tranquility, followed by a dedicated reading session that stretched until dusk painted the horizon with hues of orange and pink.

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Author's Note: Well, ladies and gentlemen, he did it. Despite my many attempts at killing this guy (I really am his nemsis, aren't I? like gojo and Gege....i wish), he finally created his first actual spell. Now, he doesn't have to be embarrassed about showing his "spells" to Earth sorcerers, and they won't mock him for calling an energy construct a spell. Now, he can finally join them in battling Earth mess (not really, not yet at least; he can, though, after he finishes his current adventure, which is about to start soon).