Chapter 85: The Gift of Communion

Eric and Shadow moved through the Mistwood Forest with the practiced ease of seasoned adventurers. Their days were filled with hunting horned rabbits and their nights with the tranquility of their campsite. The forest had become their home, and its secrets, their daily discoveries.

As the sun cast dappled patterns of light and shadow on the forest floor, Eric felt a growing sense of accomplishment. Their relentless efforts had borne fruit; his level had finally reached the coveted threshold of 10. He had sensed the surge of energy, an exhilarating rush that signified his achievement. It was a moment of triumph, one that came from tireless dedication and countless battles.

With a triumphant "ding," a blue screen materialized before him, congratulating him on reaching level 10. The anticipation and excitement built within him as he awaited the revelation of his new skill. It was a moment of eager expectation, the promise of growth and newfound abilities.

"Congratulations, Eric Alaric Emberhart, on leveling up to level 10," the screen proclaimed proudly.

Another screen followed, announcing the acquisition of his new skill: "Skill, 'Communion.'"

Eric's heart raced as he read the details of his newly acquired skill, eager to understand its capabilities. His initial disappointment at not receiving a combat-oriented skill gave way to curiosity. The details of the skill, displayed in glowing blue letters, filled him with intrigue:

Skill: Communion

Rank: SSS

Level: 1

Passive

Details: The skill Communion can help the user exchange and feel the thoughts and feelings of his people on a mental and spiritual level. It can be used on any living creature, regardless of the language barrier or species. Due to the skill's level being low, the user can communicate with only one being. As the skill levels up, the user can unlock more features of this skill.

Eric absorbed the information, his mind racing with possibilities. While it wasn't a combat skill, Communion held immense potential. The ability to communicate on a deeper level with any living creature was a gift that transcended battle prowess.

Determined to test his newfound skill, Eric directed his thoughts toward Shadow. He addressed his loyal companion through the power of Communion. "Shadow, do you hear me?"

Shadow, who had been walking by Eric's side, stopped in his tracks. His inquisitive eyes locked onto Eric's, a silent acknowledgment of the unexpected mental connection. Eric continued, "It's me, Shadow. Right now, I am using my new skill that I acquired just now. It allows me to talk with you. Can you respond?"

Shadow's response was immediate. His intelligent eyes shimmered with understanding, and he nodded in affirmation. It was as if a barrier had been broken, and communication flowed effortlessly through their mental connection.

A deep, resonant voice filled Eric's mind, a voice that held the wisdom of countless experiences. It spoke with an air of authority and familiarity, and it sent a surge of warmth through Eric's heart. "I have waited a long time for this to happen, Eric."

Eric was taken aback by the depth and maturity of Shadow's voice. It was a revelation that his faithful companion had a rich inner world and the capacity for profound communication. Overwhelmed with emotion, Eric embraced Shadow tightly, unable to contain his joy and relief.

"Let's return for now," Eric suggested with a smile. "We have a lot to catch up on, don't we?"

Shadow's eyes gleamed with a mixture of understanding and affection. Their bond had deepened in ways neither of them had anticipated. As they turned and made their way back to their campsite, their steps were light, their hearts filled with the promise of a newfound connection—one that transcended words and bound them together in a communion of the soul.

The journey back to their campsite was filled with a newfound sense of camaraderie. Eric and Shadow moved in sync, their silent communication a testament to the power of their bond. With each step, the forest seemed to come alive around them, the rustling of leaves and the chirping of birds now part of a shared experience.

As they reached their campsite, Eric couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over him. The campfire crackled to life, casting a warm glow that danced in the evening breeze. It was a perfect setting for their first real conversation through Communion.

Sitting cross-legged by the fire, Eric focused his thoughts on Shadow. "So, Shadow, how have you been all these years?"

The deep, resonant voice echoed in his mind, conveying a sense of ancient wisdom and loyalty. "I have been with you, young master, by your side through every trial and triumph. My purpose has been to protect and serve."

Eric nodded, his eyes fixed on the flames. "I've always known that, Shadow. But now, we can communicate on a whole new level. Tell me, what are your thoughts, your desires?"