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HP: A Sociopath Gamer In Magic World

I dies meet a god and let him decide what would be my fate. Yes that is what happen. I died before my time because of god unsightly mistake. Then he offered me some wishes and which world to go, but I decline and tell the god that anything is fine. And now I am in a world with Magic… yes there is magic in this world. Well what would happen and how I will live in this world… curious, well you have to read the story for that… l am too lazy to explain all that.

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Chapter 57: Rarely Event!

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Taking one of the keys, she inserted it finding that it fit on the first try and gave it a twist.

There was a distinct clicking sound as she turning it, certain that she was finally making some progress.

Unfortunately, it was at this moment that the eagle head spit out its key across the room, closed its mouth and rotating its head in a full circle going back to its starting position.

Daphne continued to smile even as she blinked dumbly at the puzzle box and then at the key that lay on the carpet a few feet away. Several seconds passed without a change in her expression almost as if her mind refused to believe what had just transpired.

An icy feeling spread throughout her body as her magic responded to her emotions, extinguishing the fireplace and darkening the room.

"Heh-"

Her smiling face quickly morphed into a snarl as she took the puzzle box and hurled it against the wall.

Overcome with rage and sleeplessness she took the metal fire poker next to the fireplace and swung it down on the innocent box.

"Arggggg! Argh! Ha!-" she continued raining blow after blow determined to turn it into splinters, no longer carrying if she woke anyone else up, only that the source of her anger was destroyed.

Huffing in exertion she let the iron fall from her fingers.

Several seconds passed in silence, she half expected for someone to barge into her room wondering what all the racket was about, but no one did.

After she finally calmed enough, she crouched next to the now destroyed box, shifting through all the mechanical pieces that made up its clever locking mechanism. She received a splinter more than once for her troubles but at long last she found her 'prize'.

It was a pebble-sized glass crystal with a small, 8-peddled, white flower encased inside of it.

It was beautiful.

She couldn't explain why but she felt all of her previous anger leave her.

A smile had wormed its way to her face without her realizing as she held it up to the moonlight.

However, it was then that she remembered Charles ' little comment, that it was something she needed. 'What did he mean by that I wonder?'

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Potion Factory:-

There was something calming about seeing the large machine work. The precision, the efficiency, the sheer lack of human error spoke to appealed to me on a fundamental level.

I was in the second-floor office waiting, my bird mask off.

What was I waiting for?

The answer laid in the birdcage sitting in front of me. A dozen featherless raven chicks noisily demanding for food.

In the center of the cage was a previously white spirit stone that had turned a pale-green color with brown spots matching those on the raven eggs.

[Time to Hatch: 2 minutes.]

I had initially placed the spirit stone inside the cage to see what effect it had on other living beings, but somehow it had turned out this way.

Unlike my initial test subject, the black spirit stone, which was still months away from hatching this one, only needed 48 hours.

It was interesting to note that I had refrained from feeding this stone unlike all the others. Perhaps that also played a part in why its hatching time was so much shorter. The spirits inside the stones probably need to first digest everything it fed on in order to hatch.

I had a blank journal in front of me, to record my findings. Spirit-ology is what I would name it.

On the dot, cracks began to appear on the surface of the stone, white light peeking out from the inside.

Next, tendrils of wispy white smoke seeped out looking around like a curious animal. The noise from the chicks attracted its attention as more tendrils escaped the inside of the stone.

Tentatively it touched one of the chicks, the small bird miraculously quieting down.

Soon it was joined by more tendrils that also began to caress the chick and in seconds it was completely hidden. I noted how similar it looked to a corperal patronous in my journal.

Crack!

The sound of something breaking from the mound of living light caught my attention. It was followed by even more cracking sounds and it didn't take me long to figure what had just happened. The spirit had killed the raven chick. It pulsed, expanding before shrinking again almost as it was breathing.

I noted that down.

After about a minute it stopped, and it unfurled the web of tendrils only to reveal that nothing of the chick had remained. The light appendages were quicker to locate its next victim apparently having gained experience.

It was simply fascinating seeing it devour all 12 chicks one by one, getting better with each attempt until it took only seconds to completely consume them.

Once it was finished, it retreated back to the stone.

The stone then gave off a blinding light that washed over the entire room leaving me temporarily stunned. No wait, I think I actually was blind as I felt a burning sensation over my eyes as if they had been scorched with fire. Despite this setback I didn't panic as I could feel as [Gamer's Body]regenerated my eyes, although perhaps a fraction slower than it should have

Chirp! Chirp!

Slowly my vision returned and the first thing I saw was a blue window.

[You have borne witness to a rarely seen event. You gain a random special ability.]

You gain the skill [Spirit Tongue].

Look!

Not letting myself get distracted I closed the windows and looked at the cage on my desk.

The stone was gone, and in its place was a black raven chick with red eyes. It looked around the room curiously, its head rotating at angles that should have been physically impossible.

"Observe."

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