5 Bind

It was a simple unadorned, rectangular Japanese style chabudai. It had no traces of any openings or any signs that it could, by any way contain an opening under it.

Even still, upon hearing the chirrs and the charrs of a machine, the first thing Grim looked at was this table. After all, it was the only thing which could create such sounds in this empty room.

The plain, spotless table suddenly showed cracks, in the shapes of rectangles, which after a short delay sunk into the table. Grim looked under the table, but to his surprise, found no mechanisms under it. The table couldn't be any simpler, and the more it was so, the more magical it felt.

He suddenly heard his master's voice coming from in front, in a scolding tone " Book E-37689, Enchanting magic and it's uses, Types of enchantments, Spatial Enchantment. How can you forget such simple things. "

Grim rubbed the back of his head in confusion, and as if he suddenly remembered something, he slapped his forehead and said " Minor Spatial transfer between one location to another. Sorry, Master, I forgot. " before giggling cheekily as he imagined his master to be shaking his head with a slight smile.

The parts of the table, which had sunk just moments ago, slowly came back up. This time, with an ancient looking book on top of each of them. Grim knew these were the tomes that he could choose from, so he slowly and acutely observed everything he could from their outer appearance.

He once again heard his master's voice " Book T-213, Tomes And Our Discoveries, Recent discoveries. Say it out loud, in your own words, of course. "

Grim nodded as he went back to scratching his head. After a short while of scratching his head, he spoke with slight hesitation " January 27th, 2056, A nameless scientist made the observation that the types of magic a tome provided can be mainly classified into 3 different types, namely - " He paused as he pointed at the first book " The ones which record historical wars and records of other such times which contain violent and bloody history, provide people with aggressive magic, like Fire, Ice, Earth, Etc. "

He then picked up the tome and looked at it's spine " Cold Wars That Changed History, A book that records the summaries of all cold wars to date that happened till the year 2071. " After saying till here he properly put it back and pointed at the next book " Support type magic, that enhances the basic attributes of many things . These magic include Healing, Enchance, Enchanting, Etc. This is obtained from books that contain records of times of peace. "

He picked up the second book and looked at it's spine " Trade Records Of Ancient India. " Following which, he put it back properly and pointed at the third book " The variable type. This type of Tome provides random magic, and sometimes, even a combination of both support and aggressive magic. Just like my master, your, Frost Magic. "

He picked up the last book and read the spine " The Sword In The Stone . A book that can be considered both a record of history, as well as a fantasy from way back when magic was something very far-fetched. It was a time long before the Era of Magic and Absolute Slaughter. "

He put the last tome back properly and sighed. " Do I really have to choose from all three types of tomes ? Can't master just choose a tome for myself. It is proven absolutely impossible for me to choose another tome if I make a mistake this time and regret my choice later. "

Fuar looked at the room in front of him with a slight smile as he looked on at his stupid little disciple speaking endlessly about how he didn't want to regret his choice if he made a wrong choice today. Fuar himself was quite unsure about what he would do, if provided with the choice between the three tomes. Based on his disciple's personality, he was almost certain he should choose the tome which had a high chance of providing aggressive magic. Support magic was never suited for his disciple, who was quite headstrong and always wanted to be in the spotlight.

" It's your choice. " Fuar said, interrupting Grim in the middle of his long speech. " Bind a Tome as I taught you when you asked me how to do it back then. "

He saw his disciple sigh once again and nod, followed by looking with an unwavering gaze at the third tome. The tome which had a high chance of providing with a combination of both aggressive and support magic .

Fuar pressed a button, and just like how the tomes did before, a knife appeared on the table, right below the tomes.

His disciple held the knife in his left hand and resolutely extended his right hand above the third tome and slit a vein. His blood, like a river flowed from his cut wrist onto the tome on the table, and like magic, no blood feel on the other two tomes. Like a greedy sponge, all the blood the flowed from his wrist was absorbed by the tome, which slowly turned blood red, and following the path the blood came from, slowly swam up it, and into Grim's body .

The blood stopped flowing, and the tome vanished. Fuar had a shocked expression on his face and so did Grim, who looked at his wrist and muttered " Is this i... "

He suddenly emitted a blindingly bright white light from his entire body. Fuar panicked and quickly tried to enter the room , and when he reached the spot Grim was sitting at, he was surprised to find no traces of him.

He was even more surprised when suddenly a transparent interface appeared in front of his eyes after a long time and shocked the daylights out of him .