(This may be a difficult read. Reason: There's no real urgency or plot-driven deadline.)

Kotsuba Katachi sets off on a journey to collect magical sigils known as the Words of Power. The journey won't be easy or straight-forward though.

While the Demon, The Symbolist Faction, and the Devourer Faction were busy dealing with their own conflicts, the remaining faction, the Celestial Faction, were busy dealing with their own situation too.
All the Celestials, along with the kimono woman and her Companions were currently at the surface of the Red Moon, with their bodies tense for any kind of sneak attack.
Their eyes were busy looking all around them, but the only thing that they could see were the almost endless amounts of Red Sand.
There were no suspicious movements here in the Red Moon or whatsoever, not even an indication that something alive was here.
"So, this is the Red Moon. I thought that I will see something hostile here. But from what I can see, this place is eerily quiet…" The one who muttered these words were the Kimono woman, who was currently adjusting her mask. "I thought there could be a trap or something in here. It seems like I am mistaken…"

The Kimono woman continued on looking all around her, as she tried to look for signs of any possible hidden enemy. 

But she still did not find any, which prompted her to just give up.
The Kimono woman then turned her head to the left, until she was face to face with the bratty-looking teenager from earlier. 

This teenager was busy chewing on her gum, giving the Kimono woman a disregarding look as she stared back at her.

"What is it, Delia?"  The teenager replied as she started to glare at the Kimono woman, whose name was revealed to be Delia. "What do you want from me now?"
"Tong'er, do you feel anything weird on this place? Or do you detect any kinds of spiritual anomaly?" Delia replied, seemingly unfazed with the rude reply by Tong'er. "You know that you are the best regarding the metaphysical right here…"

"Hmph, you don't need to praise me like that. Of course I am the best!" Tong'er replied angrily, although some shades of red could be seen on her cheeks. "You want me to do a spiritual search? Heh, I can easily do that!"

"That's my girl!" Delia happily replied as she stuck her tongue out. "I knew at the moment that I tasted your skin that you will be a great ally for me! Hah, I'm so happy that you joined me… It really makes my tongue tingle…"
"Ugh, please stop talking, that's just disgusting!" Tong'er replied in disgust as she let out a shiver. "And please, put back your tongue inside your mouth! It's very creepy!"

"Eh? But I can taste the air better when my tongue is out…"

"Ugh ugh ugh. Just please stop." 

"Fine…" Delia could only reluctantly pull her tongue back in her mouth, looking quite bereaved as she did so.

"Hmph." Tong'er took no notice of this as she started to rummage through her pockets.



1 second later, and Tong'er drew out a piece of white rectangular paper, which suspiciously looked like a paper talisman.

Tong'er held this paper between her index and middle finger while she started to mutter a chant.

The chant used by Tong'er was quite indecipherable, as if there was some kind of power that was preventing anyone from fully understanding Tong'er's chant.

All that Delia could hear right now were gibberish, making her uninterested on  listening on Tong'er.

10 seconds after Tong'er started her chant, an unseen force field propelled out of her body, spreading outwards until it fully went through the whole Red Moon.
While this was happening, Tong'er's eyes were closed in concentration as she kept a tight grip on her paper.
The unseen forcefield did not return, as it faded away once the whole Red Moon was affected by it.

The paper talisman then crumbled into dust, fading away into the air as Tong'er opened her eyes.

"Delia, when I used my spiritual sense to scan this whole place, I noticed something particularly weird at that spot." Tong'er said as she pointed at a massive sand dune 5 kilometers away from them. "Inside that sand dune, I detected an object that was stuck in Limbo."

"Limbo?"

"Limbo, which I meant as the state between life and death." Tong'er replied quickly as she pulled out another paper from her pocket. "Any living beings inside Limbo can be considered to be both dead and alive at the same time, which can be a consequence of injury or some kind of cultivation requirement. Nonetheless, living beings that places themselves in a Limbo state were always rare…"

"Hoho, so that's why I thought this planet was empty. So there was something like that here… Interesting! I wonder how that object would taste like…" Delia muttered deliriously as stars appeared on her eyes. "A living being that was both dead and alive? Hah, that might taste good!" 
"Ugh, please stop that." Tong'er muttered in exasperation as she shook her head. "If we look at the clues here, it's quite obvious that this being that's in Limbo is the Red Moon's Prisoner! I don't recommend that you lick this prisoner… who knows, it might wake up…"


"Heh, but you just said that this being is in Limbo. I doubt that it will just wake up suddenly." Delia replied quickly, as if she was in denial right now.

"But even if that is true, you should still not lick him. It's just so…"

"Wrong? Heh, you know about the things that I have licked before!" Delia replied as she shook her head. "Something like this? It's nothing for me!"

Before Tong'er could let out another complaint,  Delia snapped her fingers as she summoned someone to approach her.

"Oi Adjudicator. Bring your useless ass here."

<<<I'M COMING NOW, ENVOY…>>> Rustling sounds could be heard as the 14-winged angel landed behind Delia.

Right now, the angel had a downcast expression on her face, which looked quite similar to the face of a child that had been punished.

"I still could not forgive your failure to kill the Envoy of the Abyss Plane earlier." Delia said as she gave a cold look at the angel. "But I already punished you for that, so I will forget that matter for now."

"<<<I AM REALLY SORRY ABOUT THAT ENVOY. HIS ATTRIBUTES… WERE JUST THE SHEER COUNTER AGAISNT MY POWER. I HAVE NO WAY TO WI->>>
"Yeah, yeah, I get it. Just drop it for now, ok?"

"<<<AGREED, ENVOY.>>>
"So, what I wanted for you to do was to take out whatever object was inside that sand dune." Delia said as she pointed at the sand dune that Tong'er had detected earlier. "There's a high chance that the prisoner of the Red Moon was inside that dune. Tong'er said that whoever was in there was currently in Limbo, which technically makes it harmless. But I could not just get that object without any precaution. That's why you, a powerful Divine Being, will be the one that makes sure that it will be safe."

<<<ENVOY, YOU WANT ME TO PULL THAT THING OUT?>>>

"What, do you have any problems with it?"

<<<NOTHING AT ALL ENVOY. NOTHING AT ALL.>>>


"Then don't waste our time here. Do it now!"

<<<AFFIRMATIVE ENVOY!>>>

The angel, under the glare of Delia, was left with no choice but to approach the indicated sand dune.

By using her massive wings, the angel blasted the sands on the sand dune, revealing something residing inside the dune.
The angel, who hesitantly reached out her hands to obtain the object, suddenly stopped on her tracks as she stared in front of her.
Her breathing then started to hasten as her face started to turn red.
Her exaggerated reaction became more animated as she continued to stare at the object.
<<<NO WAY…>>> The angel breathed out as her eyes widened imperceptibly. <<<HOW COULD THIS BE HERE?>>>

What the angel saw inside the sand dune was a hand which was the size of a mountain.

The hand itself was red in color, with its nails looking quite sharp and dangerous. There were some engraved symbols at the body of the hand, along with some metal beads pierced through the fingers.

There were also Origin Devouring Chains that were wrapped all around the hand, making it quite obvious that this hand was indeed, a body part of the Red Moon's prisoner.
"…"
The angel spent the next few seconds just staring at the hand wordlessly, as if she was struggling to articulate herself.

The angel then looked back at Delia, who was looking at the angel with a frown on her face.

The angel seemed to want to say something to Delia, and it took the angel some moments before she could talk.
<<<ENVOY, THIS RED PRISONER… IS SOMEONE THAT IS EXTREMELY DANGEROUS!>>> The angel said these words hastily, as if she was trying to say everything that she can in a short amount of time. <<<ENVOY, I KNOW THAT YOU HAD SEEN MANY KINDS OF DANGERS ALREADY, BUT THIS ONE RIGHT HERE IS A DIFFERENT CASE! WE SHOULD BE EXTREMLY CAREFUL OF HIM!>>>
"You... for you to say something like this, does that mean that you recognize the kind of being this Red Prisoner was?" Delia replied as she began to look at the red hand with wariness. "Faster, tell me everything that you know right now!"
<<<ENVOY, IF MY SUSPICIONS WERE RIGHT, THIS RED PRISONER THAT WE ARE SEEING RIGHT NOW… IS MOST PROBABLY A DEMON FROM THE GOETIC ORDER!>>>
"The Goetic Order? Wait, isn't that-"
<<<THE ONE THAT WE TALKED ABOUT BEFORE, ENVOY.>>> The angel replied as she let out a sigh. <<<THE GOETIC ORDER WAS COMPOSED OF DEMONIC BEINGS THAT WERE ONCE THE ALLIES OF THE HOLY ORDER. SOME COMPLICATED THINGS HAPPENED IN THE PAST, WHICH LED TO THE MEMBERS OF THE GOETIC ORDER BREAKING THE ALLLIANCE WITH THE HOLY ORDER. ONCE THAT ALLIANCE WAS BROKEN OFF, THE GOETIC ORDER AND THE HOLY ORDER BECAME HOSTILE WITH EACH OTHER, WHICH LEAD TO COUNTLESS SKIRMISHES BETWEEN THE TWO ORDERS. UP TO THE DAY THAT I WAS CAPTURED, THE HATE BETWEEN THESE TWO ORDERS WERE STILL SKY HIGH, AND I WILL NOT BE SURPISED IF THAT HATE STILL EXISTS UNTIL NOW. THE DEMONS OF THE GOETIC ORDER HAD THEIR OWN KINDS OF ASSORTED ABILITIES, MAKING THEM QUITE FORMIDABLE FOES. THE HOLY ORDER INDEED GOT HEADACHES FACING THE MEMBERS OF THE GOETIC ORDER…>>>

"Are you sure that the Red Prisoner was really a demon of the Goetic Order? I mean, what we only saw right now was just a red hand, right?" Tong'er muttered as she spat out her chewing gum. "Maybe you're just being a paranoid sissy."


<<<GREAT SPIRT MASTER, I AM SURE WITH WHAT I AM SAYING. AFTER ALL, I HAD ALREADY FOUGHT AGAISNT THE OWNER OF THIS RED HAND.>>> The angel replied as she gave the hand a pointed look. <<<THESE ENGRAVINGS THAT YOU SEE ON THIS HAND RIGHT NOW… I HAD ALREADY SEEN THEM THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO. EVEN IF THAT LONG TIME HAD ALREADY PASSED BY, I AM SURE THAT THE ENGRAVINGS THAT I CAN SEE RIGHT NOW ARE EXACTLY THE SAME TO THE DEMON THAT I HAD SEEN BEFORE! THERE IS NO DOUBT, THIS HAND RIGHT HERE IS OWNED BY A DEMON FROM THE GOETIC ORDER!>>>
"…"
"…"
After saying these words, the angel started to look agitated, as if she was itching to do something to the hand right now. 
Delia and Tong'er noticed this, making these two raise their eyebrows in curiosity.
"Oi you angel. What do you want to say now?" Delia said as let out her tongue. 
Her tongue then started flickering in the air, quite akin to the way that a snake uses its long tongue to taste the air.
"I can taste fear and excitement on the air around you. I can also taste irritation and vindication around you. You seem to have come up with a good idea. Please do tell it to us now."
After Delia said these words, the angel gave Delia a relieved look before she started to talk.
<<<ENVOY, I KNOW THAT IT MIGHT SOUND PRESUMPTOUS, BUT I WANT THIS DEMON TO BREAK OUT OF HIS LIMBO. I… WANT TO BRING THIS DEMON  BACK TO THE STATE OF LIVING! ENVOY! I KNOW THAT YOU DON'T LIKE THAT SOUND OF THAT, BUT PLEASE TRUST ME! IT WILL BE THE BEST FOR ALL OF US!"

After all the things that he had done in his life, Alex realized that it was already his time to die. 

But a sudden encounter with a weird person will turn his whole life around.

The formerly about-to-die teen shall now be a Traveler of different worlds!



"You are an Esper? Then come and taste my saber!"
"You are a Daoist? Then come and taste my fist!"
"You are a Genie? Well, can you grant me infinite wishes?"

Everyone shall witness Alex's rise on his endless journey!


Disclaimer: (((Don't make me credit to einlion. His novel, Endless Paths: Infinite Cosmos, from the reception of his readers, is obviously good,  but its an accident that my title is similar to his. Really.)))

"...Ahem...." Leroy and Stef say awkwardly across from each other as they were being transported in the back of a large truck. They were stripped of all weapons, meaning they have lost their spear and bow, and their wrists are tied by plastic bands.

"We have to get out" Leroy told her, "No fucking shit, but do you have a plan?!" Stef asked. "...Where's that darn radio demon when you need him?!" Leroy grumbled, he looked around finding several hooks hanging over them, "...What are those for? Why are they...bloody?" Leroy questioned. "This truck reeks of rotten meat...I would know, I used to hunt and skin lambs and feral hell-hounds with my papa" Stef mentioned, "You had a pops?" Leroy asked, "Of course...everyone's got a 'pops', and I had a damn good one, better than any other fucker in this shithole...my mother was a sinner and my father was an Imp, I mostly took after him" Stef explained.

Suddenly, the truck stopped, and the back doors opened up. Leroy and Stef were blinded by a bright light, and they were dragged out with a bag placed over their head. Before the bag fully concealed her vision, Stef saw a sign that said 'Lamb to the Slaughterhouse'

"Ratskin!! We've got the livestock, have fun" a voice said, before Leroy and Stef were pushed to the ground. Soon, the sacks were taken off their head to reveal a chubby sinner with a fleshy rat's head, almost resembling a goblin. "Lil sheep" Ratskin cackled, spitting and coughing onto the ground beside them. "Who should I cut open first?" Ratskin licked his lips, "...Oooh, Hey scarfa-" Stef immediately kicked him right in the face and tried to wiggle away, but Ratskin immediately grabbed her by the foot and grabbed some more plastic binds, cuffing her ankles. 

"You've got spirit...perfect for my dish" Ratskin giggled, dragging Stef by the feet. "FUCK!!! Leroy!!" Stef screamed. "Ah crap!!" Leroy tried to get up, but was unable to. He used the wall as support as he slowly tried to slide himself up, but Ratskin simply stomped over and kicked him back down. "If I find you going anywhere, then I'll do something more humiliating than gut you" Ratskin growled, tying together Leroy's feet.

"Toodles!! I'll be back for you later" Ratskin licked his lips, his ratty nose twitching as he approached Stef on the ground. "Now keep still...I gotta punish you real quick for that nasty kick you gave me" Ratskin stated, dragging her away. "FUCK!! Let go of me!!!" Stef yelled as she was taken away.

"...Damn it!!!" Leroy hit his head against the wall, feeling the back of his head crack open as blood began spilling out. "...Fuck, that hurt" Leroy groaned, looking back to find the wall shattered, pieces of the wall fell off. "...Damn it" Leroy sighed, looking down at the small and sharp pieces of the tiled walls. "...Huh..." Leroy reached for one of the pieces of ceramic and used it to begin poking through and cutting the binds on his wrist. He eventually got the binds off and cut off the rope around his feet.

Leroy kept the sharp ceramic in his hand as he entered the room where Ratface had taken Stef, he could see his shadow on the wall, his creepy giggles echoing throughout the building. Leroy walked along a cold corridor, glancing at several pictures on the wall that were disturbing to say the least, photos of his previous victims, some dead and some still alive. "Oh god" Leroy shuddered, his eyes filled with horror. He could see bloody drag marks across the ground, and some splotch marks on the wall. 

Leroy entered through two large doors and nearly gagged when he found dozens of frozen bodies hanging upside down from meat hooks, most of the bodies were Imps or cold sinners, but a couple of them were recognizable. "...What the fuck..." his eyes were glued to a goetic prince who had been nailed to the wall, "...Comet..." Leroy gasped, his eyes were glued to the body of the goetic prince, the prince that HE was responsible for killing. Leroy suddenly stopped right in front of another body, this one hanging from a meat hook, he could recognize that faceless man anywhere. "Oh-" Leroy belched and threw up all over the ground, The Mistress will be enraged if she saw the way they treated the Groundskeeper.

Leroy stopped outside the next set of doors, hearing Ratskin laughing maniacally, "Hold still now!!" Ratskin giggled, the sound of a picture snapping could be heard.
Leroy slowly entered through the doors, seeing Ratskin's shadow illuminated on the wall, Leroy hid behind a wall and peeked out to find Stef on the floor while Ratskin took pictures of her. Stef was strangely quiet, and she appeared to be unconscious.
Leroy went out of cover and charged at Ratskin, who quickly detected him and moved out of the way. Leroy missed Ratskin and was instead grabbed from behind, being thrown to the floor by the rat-faced butcher. "Ohhh I told you what would happen if you try and escape" Ratskin said, picking up a kitchen knife, "But first...I'm gonna cut your tongue out, so that each time you scream, you'll feel a terrible pain!!" Ratskin yelled, raising the knife over his head and being ready to strike down.

Suddenly, a bunch of black tentacles bursted through the door and grabbed hold of Ratskin, "What the-" Ratskin was pulled to the ground, and despite desperately trying to crawl away, the tentacles managed to drag him through the doors. "WAIT!! NO!! NO-" Ratskin's horrific screams filled the room, and soon there was only silence...

Leroy crawled towards Stef and checked on her, she was facing the wall. "...Stef?" He asked, realizing that she was awake the entire time. Leroy immediately cut the rope and bind, releasing her. "Stef? What's wrong?" He asked, placing his hand on her shoulder. Stef's hoodie seemed to have been torn off, and her shirt underneath seemed to have been pulled and yanked.
Leroy lightly pulled her by the shoulder so that she was now laying flat on her back, facing the ceiling. "Oh no!! Stef, what happened?!" Leroy asked, seeing tears filled her eyes, he had never seen her shown vulnerability before, let alone CRY. 

Leroy pulled her up so that she was sitting, "Stef, it's okay now, he's gone" Leroy informed her, he picked up her hoodie and placed it over her back. Stef remained silent, and then out of nowhere, she lunges forward and wrapped her arms around Leroy, hugging him tightly as she cried in his shoulder.

Leroy didn't know much about Stef and her personal life, but he had a pretty good idea about what happened, and it was sickening.
Leroy glanced over to find the silhouette of a large monstrosity with bright red eyes, a skinny body and tall antlers. The creature seemed to be feasting on Ratskin before slowly morphing back into a humanoid form.
Alastor stepped out of the shadows, his mouth covered in blood. "Oh dear, that man had zero class" Alastor said, licking some blood off his finger, "And he tasted rather ghastly...not at all like my mother's jambalaya" Alastor stated.

"Why'd you help us?" Leroy asked, still holding Stef. "...We had a deal, remember?" Alastor asked, "...And I never back out of a deal..."

(Fan Fiction of Hazbin Hotel)

Around 50 Years before the events of the Pilot

Damon could still feel the buzzing pain inside his head, he could feel his guts repositioning itself, and when he opened his eyes he found himself in another world...

Damon is a newcomer in Hell, and down here, It's every man for himself...

Delve deeper into Hell and its Hierarchy and experience Hell from a new sinner’s angle. 
Experience the story of Damon, a lowly sinner who gradually grows in power as he learns more about Hell and its inhabitants


(This is still continuing!! I intend to go through with this story to the very end)

The instant he reached the sphere with his enlarged hand, the green sigils grew more frisky and swirled like newborn saplings in spring. 
At the same time, they unleashed plentiful nightmare energy into the sphere.
When bathed under the energy, the escaping sphere suddenly became "tame" and remained still, whereas the dream around Angor stopped fading away and was now growing stable and solid as before.
As Angor watched in bewilderment, the green sigils began replicating themselves and slowly left his hand to wrap the sphere up like ropes.
He then tried dragging the sphere back to him like pulling a lasso, and he succeeded without a problem. It seemed he could still control the sigils as he wanted.
He suddenly had a strange feeling upon getting his hand on the sphere that told him why the sphere refused to fuse with him earlier.
The glowing sphere was the embodiment of the nightmare domain he was working on, which originally relied on the Nightmare Realm to exist. When the nightmare tunnel was cut off, he had to find a new "footing" for the nightmare domain so that it did not randomly escape to somewhere else. At this rate, if he failed to situate the new nightmare domain properly, it was likely going to stray to an unknown spot in the Dream Realm and vanish.
However, the green sigils around his right hand now acted as a pseudo nightmare tunnel by constantly sending nightmare energy into the surrounding area, thus convincing the sphere to stay. And when the embodiment of the nightmare domain was stabilized, the dream wasteland also stopped dissolving.
Angor always believed he had to accept the nightmare domain using his own body, but not like this.
With the help of the sigils, he successfully affixed the sphere to his body. Yet he could tell that the sphere was still controlled by the sigils, not him.
Frustrated, he pulled the sphere out again.
He currently had no idea what these green things were. Sunders' research did not reach any useful results regarding this matter yet, while he always tried to avoid looking at them because each time he did, he felt as if a pair of creepy, crimson eyes were staring back at him from another dimension.
He had a hunch now. Those eyes might belong to Shava, the blond stranger he just saw.
For this reason, he would like to avoid using the sigils as they might get him involved in something terrible.
But now he had no choice. He needed the sigils to capture the domain sphere.
"What happened to your right hand might not be a bad thing. On the contrary, it could be a great destiny." Sunders' voice echoed in his mind.
Back at Phantom island, Sunders once showed Angor a mantis scythe he transplanted as well as mentioning many more foreign body parts on his flesh.
"This is both for strength and research. When I'm done with this arm, I can always remove it and get a human one. You can do the same. When you've performed enough research and are satisfied, you can chop it off and grow a new hand. Remember, wizards are capable of the unimaginable."
Angor took a deep breath to contain the uneasiness swelling in his mind.
He was reminded many times that wizards were destined to go after mysteries and learn about them instead of running away. Staying inside his comfort zone might keep him safe for the moment, but he would always have to face challenges later, and he had to be prepared for them.
Determined, he gazed at the green sigils on his hand.
The hallucination of those crimson eyes appeared again, but instead of getting terrified, he grew curious. 
He wished to know more about the sigils. As the "owner" of them, he was naturally at an advantage. Hopefully, he could learn their secrets when Sunders could not. 
It took a long time. When his physical body outside sent him a warning that he needed to wake up soon, he finally found an initial result regarding the strange sigils.
Rather than learning something, he felt as if the sigils acknowledged him as their master and granted him the knowledge.
He saw a strange shape.
At first, it appeared similar to a spell model. But on a closer look, he noticed that the "model" was incomplete. It looked like building blocks piled up by a child, who then removed a critical piece from it.
Strangely, the shape stayed intact without breaking apart.
While showing him the model, the sigils also sent him a brief message, which was "contain".
He tried telling the sigils to activate this "contain" effect, and he was glad to see that the sigils responded by rapidly absorbing nightmare energy again.
"So this is how my right hand drew the energy? But where did the energy go?"
Following the "contain" function, he kept going.
It took him several days this time to reach the next result, which was a second model that seemed to be related to the first one.
He tried combining the two models he found into one, but he was disappointed to notice that something was still amiss.
Like the last time, an unknown awareness told him that the second model was "tunnel". After going through "contain", all the absorbed nightmare energy reached this "tunnel".
Going down this path, he found a subsequent third model, which was "door".
To his disappointment, he could sense this door, but he could not control it. Although he didn't need to examine the door further to infer that it might be an entrance to the Nightmare Realm and where the nightmare energy went after the green sigils took it.
As for why the door refused to heed his command, he believed he either needed to grow in strength or receive more "privilege" from Shava.
The three models he discovered combined together still looked like the tip of an iceberg. He wondered what the whole picture would look like.
He returned his attention to his right hand and chose another sigil, which always remained at the center of his palm.
Again, he discovered an incomplete model that suggested "release". This time, however, he almost immediately saw the second and the third models following behind it, which were "tunnel" and "door", similar to what was signified by the first sigil.
Just like the last time, he was stumped at the door, which refused to move no matter how he tried.
It was clear that the two sigils and the significations they held all indicated the "functions" of his right hand, which was to absorb and release nightmare energy.
Since he could check these functions by reading the sigils, he decided to look at the domain sphere and see what the rope-like sigils that entrapped the sphere meant.


A young traveler who receives enlightenment from another civilization is on a mission to save his beloved mentor. In his journey to seek the ultimate truth, he travels extensively and along the way, he experiences some unpredictable encounters. Will he be able to save his mentor or will his path be derailed?

Within the inheritance named Area 52, there lied a green wooden sculpture that looked like it was sculpted by a master craftsman, but in fact, it was an Inanimate being nearing the Animate level. If you can say that S-grade Inanimate is close to being Animate, that is.

This green wooden sculpture was none other than Aurus, who had just finished the 10th and final instruction of the second trial, the Trial of Logic. At this current moment, the monotonous voice was finished announcing to him how he had surpassed all the other previous inheritors in terms of the trial, getting a boosted reward thanks to it.

Ding!

As usual, when obtaining a reward from an inheritance, Aurus' system would notify him of such a thing...although it goes without a saying that Aurus could find the reward just fine without the notification. Nonetheless, it made it easier for him to find the reward since it was all in a single holographic screen.

"System, open the notification log," Aurus commanded the system not long after the monotonous voice was gone. Without missing a beat, the system responded with a holographic screen manifesting and expanding in front of his field of vision, allowing him to see all of the things he might have missed with just one glance.

'[Flux Sacrifice] has reached the MAX level.'

'[Flux Sacrifice] has met the necessary requirements and is ready to evolve.'

'[Greater Illusion Resistance] has leveled up by two levels.'

"Well that was fast." Since Aurus was reading from top to bottom, he did not notice the reward from the inheritance trial, focusing on the notification that was at the very top first.

"System, remove [Flux Sacrifice] from the Learning module and replace it with hmm..." Aurus commanded the system and as he was about to finish the command, he pondered for a bit in silence. It took him a few seconds to say "[Spirit Aura]."

To be honest, it was a logical thought. Ever since he obtained the skill from the Alliance Market, he had never used it even once. Now that he had placed it in the Learning module, even though he did not use it, by the time he did, it would be better than ever.

'[Flux Sacrifice] has been removed from the module, replaced with [Spirit Aura].' Another screen popped up in front of Aurus' field of vision, notifying him that it was a success.

After seeing another screen pop up in front of his field of vision, he then said, "Evolve [Flux Sacrifice]."

Ding!

It only took an instant for the skill to be evolved as the system notified him of the skill's new name, [Better Flux Sacrifice].

Definitely great naming sense coming from the system.

After he was finished evolving the skill, Aurus continued to read the notification log and eventually, he found the reward the inheritance gave him.

'The user has obtained 300 Genesis Points from the Area 52 Inheritance, Trial of Logic."

"..." After he was finished reading the notification, Aurus was left at a loss for words. He closed and opened his sense of vision multiple times as he could not believe the number that was plastered beside the words 'Genesis Points'.

It only took him around 20 times of closing and opening his sense of vision, in other words blinking, to fully accept the reward the inheritance gave him. The first word that came out of his nonexistent mouth was...

"Woah."

It was truly unbelievable. He had grinded for so long, only to get around 40 Genesis Points. But now, he had only cleared a trial, but it gave him 300 Genesis Points?

Aurus shook his head to remove all the random thoughts in his mind. Oh wait, he doesn't have one. Wait...does he?

Anyways, Aurus shook away the random thoughts in his mind and thought about the 300 Genesis Points seriously.

"How should I allocate it?" Aurus questioned himself, only for his thought process to be interrupted by the monotonous voice from the inheritance.

"Inheritor, you have thirty minutes to prepare before the third trial, the Trial of Soul Strength, starts. It is highly suggested that the inheritor should have incredibly high soul strength, or else the inheritor would not be able to pass this trial," the monotonous voice stated, slightly surprising Aurus as he had three times the amount of time to prepare.

Now, was Aurus going to use the whole 30 minutes to create hypotheses as to how the third trial worked? Of course not! He was going to use the 300 Genesis Points given to him within these 30 minutes!

"First off, I'm going to use a portion of my points on the Soul Enchantment System." Aurus made up his mind as he commanded the system to open the Soul Enchantment System. Then again, it was pretty much a given that he would have to dabble in the feature once again since the name of the trial he was up against was Soul Strength.

Ding!

In an instant, a holographic screen appeared in front of Aurus, revealing the Soul Enchantment System to him. As he skimmed through the information on the screen, Aurus could not help but skim over the screen a few more times as he asked himself, "Why is my Soul Power so high?"

________

[Soul Enchantment System]

Soul Power: 20 [Damage+100% (Capped)]

--------

[Rank 0 — Sigils of Tempering] - Mastered

[Rank 1 — Sigils of Inner Tempering] - 0/5

[Rank Upper 1 - ???? ?? ?? ????] - Needs the Sigils of Inner Tempering to be mastered

________

He pondered over the reason as to why his Soul Power was insanely high. It took him a few minutes to find out the reason, which was all because of the skill given to him by the inheritance at the first trial.

"To think that the Soul Enchantment System is considered as a soul-based technique..." Aurus could not help but sigh as he felt some stress creeping in his mind. Of course, he did not mind high Soul Power, since it brought him benefits. But from his memories, those with high Soul Power in the early Inanimate stages were most likely to be used as a catalyst for the weapons of Animates. That also meant that players at the Animate stage could basically create weapons out of Inanimate players.

Although there were no other player of ISE other than himself in this world, he still wanted to be safe from Animates, or at least less detectable than now. He was very sure that those Animates with high perception could easily sense his strong soul.

"I'll have to check the Tempest Cliff Inheritance or the Alliance Market if they have soul sealing skills at hand later," Aurus said to himself as he commanded the system to max out the Rank 1 Sigils.

Ding!

'10 Genesis Points have been consumed to upgrade [Rank 1 — Sigils of Inner Tempering] to its maximum level.'

'Your Soul Power has increased by 5 points (13 points total due to a special skill).'

'Thanks to the user mastering the Rank 1 Sigils, an additional two points of Soul Power has been added (5 points total due to a special skill).'

'Thanks to the user mastering the Rank 1 Sigils, the Rank Upper 1 Sigils, the Sigils of External Tempering, have been unlocked.'

Reading through the consecutive notifications brought by upgrading the Rank 1 Sigils to the maximum level, Aurus could not help but shiver at the fact that this was going to make him more detectable.

"I now have a Soul Power of 38...this is too much, even for a decently ranked Animate!" Aurus could not help but complain in his heart. Contrary to his complaints though, he continued to invest Genesis Points into the Soul Enchantment System, maxing out the Rank Upper 1 Sigils which consisted of 8 Sigils in total.

Ding!

'25 Genesis Points have been consumed to upgrade [Rank Upper 1 — Sigils of External Tempering] to maximum level.'

'Your Soul Power has increased by 12 points (30 points total due to a special skill).'

'Thanks to the user mastering the Rank Upper 1 Sigils, an additional 4 points of Soul Power have been added (10 points total due to a special skill).'

'Thanks to the user mastering the Rank Upper 1 Sigils, the Rank Inferior 2 Sigils, the Sigils of Inner-Outer Unification, have been unlocked. This set consists of 12 Sigils.'

"..." Aurus could not help but calculate his current Soul Power after seeing the notifications from the system one more time. In the end, he could not help but curse out, "Now this is just fucking overkill at this point."

As he said this to himself, he decided that he was going to stop...only for it to be at a crossroads as he hesitated. "Is a Soul Power truly enough to fully clear the third trial?" Aurus had a feeling that a Soul Power of 100 would totally be enough to clear the third trial. Then again, he was now going to be extremely noticeable at this point.

"Ah, fuck it," Aurus said to himself. "The first thing I'll do after leaving this inheritance is to get a soul sealing skill as fast as possible!"

"Upgrade the Rank Inferior 2 Sigils to its maximum level!"

Ding!

'60 Genesis Points have been consumed to upgrade [Rank Inferior 2 — Sigils of Inner-Outer Unification] to maximum level.'

'Your Soul Power has increased by 36 points (90 points total due to a special skill).'

'Thanks to the user mastering the Rank Inferior 2 Sigils, an additional 8 points of Soul Power have been added (20 points total due to a special skill).'

'Thanks to the user mastering the Rank Inferior 2 Sigils, the Rank Lower 2 Sigils, the Sigils of Foundation Establishment, have been unlocked. This set consists of 15 Sigils.'

'Due to the user having a Soul Power of over 150, the Rare grade skill [Soul Transcendence] has been created, allowing the user's stats and senses to be highly boosted for a certain amount of time.'

'Due to the user having a high Soul Power, the system shall warn the user to suppress the Soul Power, lest the user wants to be caught by external entities.'

"..." After upgrading the Soul Sigils once more, Aurus decided that now was a good time to stop. He calculated the total amount of Soul Power he had and could not help but curse afterwards.

"Fuck."

"A Soul Power of 188."

"Ain't this overkill?"

"I'm just fucking target practice for the Animates at this point!"

Under a twist of fate, Aurus was struck by a bolt of lightning, making him realize that he would never have the chance to play the game he poured most of his time and effort into ever again.

Fortunately, a goddess took pity on his miserable fate and gave him two choices: the first one was to reincarnate through the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and the second one…was to reincarnate as a stick. Hearing the second choice, Aurus could not help but remember...that this was exactly the starting character of the game he used to play!

Without hesitation, Aurus chose the latter, bringing a smile to the goddess’ face…which seemed to contain secrets and desires hidden to the naked eye.

And so, Aurus was reborn into a world that he was familiar with, albeit this time—he was now living a life as a stick! 

Though that may be the case, witness the adventures of Aurus as he turns the expectations of everyone around him upside down as he gradually returns to his previous heights… and perhaps, far beyond it!

Witness the birth of a supreme being...from its roots!

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Black Magic

Empress Jinn - The ultimate ruler of Jinnitza society also the leader of all black magic sorcerer's whom they all worshipped as their supreme magical Queen, whom they say sleep and murdered her way to the top of jinn society. It's a truly extraordinary feat to rised through the rank of jinn society to become empress, especially when started out at nothing more than a ring-genie, the lowliest of the jinn. She worked her way through the ranks of magic lamp spirits to legendary jinn all way to empress of the whole world.

"Ah - .....Arriane shrugs as she works up from her bed. A-R-R-I-A-N-E! As she heard her name been mentioned. She hooks off from bed into the bathroom within two to three minutes she finished her bath, to the dinning linoleum floor where breakfast was ready.

Her mother Roxanni Vascaki, was prepared to served the breakfast to all the family 

"Hmm Arriane won't you go to practice today" said her father when foods were filled into his mouth. She replied "Nope" the moment she said that, her father sputters in shocked. "What the are you sick and tired to work with Empress Jinn" Arriane next walked to her room for his ring-genie which was made to her by Empress Jinn. All studies of Empress Jinn thoughts her trainers was black magics the evilness side of all magic the people thought Empress was good supreme magic sorcerer's, many people employed their children to her School named "Empress Jinn Magical School" which was formed 1553, February,4 his school became rampant to all the people lead exemplary of Empress Jinn.

Arriane joined the school when it was formed one year later, the results that emerged out was bad information about Empress Jinn from Iprudentia dynasty which is protected by the roadfighter. The one who bargained with the one who stood to fight against Iprudentia dynasty. Four dynasties whole is ruled by king cursed the king who battled with his many kingdom from any boundless ruling to gain the throne on behalf of him and dethroned many kingdom with his fantasy dragon Davner"

In Mahalath, where Empress Jinn ruled, there's no Mahalathians cross off to Iprudentia dynasty and journey back alive this makes a a strong bond between Mahalath and Iprudentia dynasty where magical humans are and where non magical humans are have no bloodline between them. Black magic sorcerer's of Empress Jinn help her in order to ruled over Mahalath without any bad treatments to any people for when her mythological states invades upon her which is unstoppable to control herself thus making her used human sacrifices as to stop the states no body knows about and nobody knows black magic sorcerer's assist her to do human sacrifice river, a magical lampshade spirit bulbs to destroy all human with a per touch of her hands.

7th rank apprentice Arriane moved into the street with her back clinging around her neck and the magical ring-genie. Where a new evolutionists modern - Sech containers, mafia magician been looted, magical horse in the skies, one hovering above Arriane he stared at it extremely gladly once the street sparkles and the birds chirping echoed the country where magical occasion naturally occurred as remarkable amazing perceptible magicians world.

As the 7th rank apprentice leader she studied her way as a law abiding to magical etiquettes in Empress Jinn she always comported herself in the presence of Empress Jinn. Before she reached the entrance to the school many crowds where gathered for her to inaugurate them but she doesn't recognize the any face of them. 
It seems they were fresher's who joined the school this year. 

Any stance she took to make a magic spell she welcomed a force of kinetic into the her stances. That made her unique from other students, making Empress Jinn chose her as the devoted of all 7th rank apprentices.

The moment their eye stood on Arriane one of them scream, attracting all attention to Arriane she raise her eye brows in surprise, They all gathered to welcomed her they stepped in her sight, she was frightened not knowing what to do, thus swallowing thirst in her sore throat Arriane; all turned to look for the caller of Arriane names. Empress Jinn in the top of the stages and podium in front of her. The day seemed like a graduation day for the last rank seniors 10th rank ca帽didate. The ranks of the day was "Hollow Graduation of 10th Ranks Empress Jinn Magical students"

With the force that was exerted on Arriane made her forget the graduation of the 10th rank apprentice. She was lost in the blue moon. Empress Jinn blinks the eye continuously, as she spoke to - "Arriane why are u in this uniform? You should be it not this" she ended his dialogue to Arriane.

Arriane casted herself out surprisingly kept staring at her fellow students, still her mind scuffled, standing stiff with her teeth splashed out, spying her eyes out in corresponding directions and others.

Worthwhile, she wasn't clever for her brain to direct on the graduation she stood silently, and her follow students also kept staring at her guessing her not remember something. The sun past halves, as the mystery crowds falls on, the 10th ranks apprentices were disappointed in such a boring graduation even their school popular magical trainer wasn't devoted to celebrate the graduation with them to bid tranquillity farewell to them through the whole year of which was filled with happiness.

Empress Jinn was stuck up at the stages waiting for Arriane to drag her mind on something.

She was screwed up (Arriane) before one of the 10th rank apprentice who holds a mystery name of "Doctor Goetic" one the best fellow student to Arriane her prot茅g茅 notified her with his index finger. 

Sudden, "Happy Graduation!" as filled of joy they responded back _ Happy Graduation" filled of joy in their tears then the standing Ovation began nonstop. And breathed out firmly *hmmm* she hugged them one another.

Then he walked into the main hall design with shiny silvers golds as the roof lights elaborates the hallway. Many apprentices enjoying the last end semester for the 10th ranks apprentices.
Clicking photos with their magical sticks- battling in powers- magical rap battles - Mythical book challenge, and many others magical activities taking placed. Someone paid her visit while she stands at one place it was Quinn Thomas the "Sovereign Soul" the closest friend of Arriane together with Doctor Goetic. Those whom Arriane live is their concerned even risking theirs for her.

Came to bid their goodbye to Arriane, they bid their farewell to her and sent off.

During the interesting part of the graduation Magical orchantress investors whom supports the school in terms of financial. Approached from the sky with an psychic shield as an engulf all " testing- Attention please" the hogwarts system attracted the attention all paraded equally including the 10th rank apprentices they assembled with joy to meet the investors. But when they landed on the ground they snubbed the 10th rank apprentices to Empress Jinn on the platform for a conversations the 10th ranks apprentices thoughts the investors was there to congratulate them, instead they snubbed them, before Empress Jinn dismissed them. 

Empress Jinn moved with the investors to into her office before she pulled a book from the book shelf and it gaps a space they entered to a magical world called "The Infamous Tomato" a world where is filled of tomatoes with thorns around it stems to the branches. With no good position but in term to fall.

She had a meeting with the investors no one knows what goes on between them.

Little hellions, hogwarts magician the nursery unsually barged in. The seniors and the juniors apprentices welcomed them without any gimmicks.

With Halloween hogwarts hats and witchcraft blooms playing around the campus.

Arriane joined his colleagues of the 7th ranks apprentices Troy Fade the one they feared most, mostly the lowest rank 4th ranks, because of his magic potions: Potion of Agitation; the potion that caused violence between people for fun and other rebellion activities. < Draught of hatred> a magic chess which a being control it for destroying itself when one over pampered other.

He was awarded for best magical potions apprentices during the homecoming games.

Cookie Willowwhirl fairy who is small in size with a pinky feathers that can hover above the skies and the underworlds.
The catastrophic significance was overexcited. But the supreme Jinn was not there for an hour. In the Jinnitza society was located at the center of the Mahalath. Before the people expectations was not wait for Empress Jinn from the meeting, the fairies and the graduation apprentice suspend the graduation in waiting for Empress Jinn to come off who had left them in suspense. Then after, the apprentices realized the school captain Olivia Maggiolini points someone to go in search for Empress Jinn. They person she chose was Benedetta Santelli from the 4th rank magical apprentice.

Earth at pace, the ‘Old Universe’ world was veiled by the blood on the land.

The magical kingdom and the Human kingdom had nothing in bloodline there's nothing; always war

"You must summon a cherti to defend yourself.  These are dangerous times."  Baba Yaga finished chalking a summoning circle onto the floor of her hut.  "They are tricksy creatures.  Worse than the Devil himself.  Your will must be iron.  It is much like fishing: you cast your will out into Hell like a lure, and the cherti are drawn to your witch fire.  Then you reel your will in and catch them in your own skin as a net.  Can you do that, little bird?"
Anya nodded.  She sat cross-legged in the middle of the pentagram Baba Yaga had chalked on the floor, her hair fishtail-braided over one shoulder.  "I think so, babushka."
Baba Yaga lit four tapers for the four directions and set them at the corners of the summoning circle.  She handed Anya a bundle of raskovnik plants, rare greens shaped like four leaf clovers - the keys to unlocking the spiritual world.  "Now, calm your mind.  That is it, Anya.  Breath."
Anya reached into the deep well of magic in her core.  It flowed forth, a tingling rush through her limbs.  The air around her warmed, glowing gold, and she sank into a trance.  Anya began chanting a summoning spell.  
Baba Yaga looked on in approval.  "Good, witch daughter," the crone murmured.
Suddenly, Anya screamed.  Her eyes rolled back into her head.  She rocked back and forth, in the grips of possession, her hands closed as if she was holding a smoldering brand.  A red burn blossomed on her forearms, spiraling down to her scalded palms.  Anya dropped the raskovnik bundle as the gateway to the spirit world opened.  She tugged as if on an invisible rope, pulling whatever demon she had caught out into Buyan.
Anya spoke binding words, cementing the cherti to the physical plane.  The tapers blew out as a wind picked up inside the hut.  Anya's mossy eyes refocused.  She shook, staring at her hands.  Her burns disappeared, evaporating into smoke that swirled round the summoning circle.  The smoke condensed into the form of a fluffy orange tabby cat, held fast in Anya's grip as she expelled the cherti from her body.  Anya looked at the cat in surprise.  
"What?" Anya asked.  "This is a cherti?  It looks too cute to be evil!"
Baba Yaga appraised the demonic feline.  "Yes, my dear one.  Ah, I am so proud of you: you have summoned your first familiar."
The cat hissed and bit Anya's hand.  Anya let it go and winced.  It leapt against the summoning circle, only to bounce off the circle's invisible walls, trapped inside.  
The tabby composed itself.  It rubbed its nose with its paw and glared at Anya with Granny Smith apple green eyes.  Anya backed away, unsure.  
The cat advanced.  "What've you summoned me for, damselfly?" it mewed.
"I – um?"
"Stuttering 'cause of my handsomeness, eh?"  The cat's chest puffed out.  "I'll admit, I'm a dapper gent, slick as oil, with charm and wit.  But perhaps you're paralyzed because of that little burn I gave you.  Sorry 'bout that – it's business as usual.  I needed to test your mettle as a witch, to see if I could escape you.  But Beelzebub's balls, did you hold on.  Color me impressed, mistress."
Anya looked at Baba Yaga.  "It talks?"
The cherti answered with bravado: "It talks, it walks, it does the Charleston!"  The cat stood on its hind legs and performed said dance.  
Anya stared on in confusion.  
Finished, it bowed.  "What did you take me for, a house cat?" asked the cherti, offended.  "Psh.  You're thick, with brains like molasses.  You summoned a demon lord, not Fluffy the Persian."
Anya regained her composure and followed the protocol Baba Yaga had taught her: "Cherti!  I demand you tell me your name."
"Boniface's butt, there's no need to yell."  The cat scratched its ears in pain.  "The name's Aym, Flamin' Aym: duke of hazard, firebrand of Hell.  I'm a Goetic demon.  26 legions are mine to command.  I enjoy burning things, feline fatales, and bowls of cream.  Some call me a pyromaniac.  I prefer to think of myself as a cigarette: addictive, flammable, and occasionally deadly.  Now, what does a gent have to do around here to get some cream?"  Aym flicked his tail and set to grooming himself.
Anya paled.  "A Goetic lord?  From the Lesser Key of Solomon?"  She looked to Baba Yaga for help.  "But I was supposed to summon a lesser demon, an imp.  Not something powerful!  How did I land a duke of Hell?"
Baba Yaga shrugged, an arcane smile on her chapped hairy lips.  "You are more powerful than I thought.  Aym!  What in Chernobog's name are you doing in my hut?  In the form of a cat, no less?"
"Ah, Baba Yaga.  The pleasure's all mine.  It's been enough time to turn water into wine."  Aym bowed, a front leg folded under his fluffy chest.  He winked.
Baba Yaga tsked.  "You think you can turn your charms on me, rake?  I will skin you alive and feed your bones to my hounds.  Now explain what you are doing, binding yourself to my witch daughter."
The cat lazed in the center of the summoning circle, watching the ticking of the grandfather clock.  "Well, I was drinking an exceptionally good bowl of cream under the stars of Hell," he drawled, "gazing up at the sky, when I saw the most beautiful witch fire in the heavens.  Like a cat to its toy, I knew it just had to be mine.  I wanted to devour your power and eat you up, little mistress.  No offense meant.  It is the nature of us cherti: we prey upon witchkind."  
Aym winked again, almost frightening Anya, who felt the overwhelming infernal power radiating from the little beast.  "Oh, how I struggled against my brethren to claim your witch light!  I won in the end, only to find myself trapped within the witch who I thought I could take down easily.  And here I am, bested by a girl, bound to her service."  Aym shrugged.  "Luck of the draw, I suppose.  Now where's the cream, little lady?"
"You wanted to eat me?"  Anya, though expecting no less from a cherti, was slightly offended.
Aym rolled his eyes.  "Don't take it personally.  It's what we demons do.  We see a witch light, we pursue it.  Cat to mouse.  You see?"
"You burned me."
"Well what did you expect, flowers?  You bound me as your familiar.  I wasn't going down without a fight."
"How many witches have you eaten?"  Anya was wary.
Aym grinned like the Cheshire cat.  "Too many to count.  But I promise to savor you."
"There will be no devouring my students," Baba Yaga snapped.  She took her pestle and whacked him.  Aym went flying, rebounding off the summoning circle's wall and landing in Anya's lap.  
Anya grimaced.
"He cannot eat you, Anya.  He is sworn to your service from now on," Baba Yaga explained.  "Up, girl.  Show this cherti who is master!"  A malicious grin spread on Baba Yaga's face.
Steel sparked in Anya's eye.  She picked Aym up and deposited him on the ground.  Standing, she fixed her gaze on the cat.  "Sit."
Aym hissed.  His body seized, and his fur caught golden flame, taken by Anya's magic.  It forced him to kneel.  Aym finally gave in, sinking to the ground.  "Your will is powerful," Aym said.  "I'm almost impressed."
Anya half-smiled.  "Rise." 
Aym did. 
"Now dance."  
Aym grimaced, but did a jig.  "Happy?"  He collected himself.  He licked a paw in an exasperated fashion.
Anya laughed.  "You never told me having a familiar would be fun, babushka."
"They are funny creatures, witch daughter."  Baba Yaga set to churning butter.  "Go, fetch him some cream from the fridge.  He deserves it, after all, his trip to Buyan has been long!"
Anya did, setting the cream outside the summoning circle.  She smudged the chalk so that Aym could leave.
"Oh, you are a generous mistress indeed!" Aym mewed, pouncing on the bowl.  He lapped up the cream greedily, pausing to reveal a white, drenched muzzle.  Anya almost thought it cute.  
Aym purred, rolling onto his back.  He looked up expectantly at Anya.  "Now, damselfly, you must pet me," he said, seemingly drunk.  He wound his tail round Anya's ankle.  
"You will bite me again, won't you?"
"No, I swear on the reddy River Styx, I won't.  Please?" Aym begged.
"Alright then."  Anya obliged.  
Aym purred loudly, wiggling under Anya's fingers.
"Oh, oh, you have the magic touch!" Aym said, on cloud nine.  He yawned, the combination of heavy cream and petting wearing him out.  The cat closed his eyes and began to snore.
Baba Yaga rolled her eyes.  "You are embarrassing yourself, Aym.  To think, I once thought you handsome, until you decided to take your furred form to endear yourself to your new witch!  Up.  Serve your mistress, lest my pestle hit you again."
Aym shot up.  "Oh, how could I forget myself?  Of course I will serve you.  You have only to ask."
"Good," Anya said.  "From now on, you will be my guard and defend me from danger.  My kingdom is at war.  You will guarantee my safety, wherever I go."
Aym bowed.  "Of course, sweet mistress.  I will not let a hair on your pretty little head be harmed, much less catch on fire.  I will keep my matches to myself."

Seeing that Shin is now sitting down comfortably on the sofa, Vasco coughed slightly to clear his throat. He then looked at Shin seriously and began explaining.

"All living things in this world had the ability to gather the energy that is all around this world called mana and store a certain amount of it within their body," Vasco said as he started to walk back and forth.

Shin just listened, not daring to make a sound. He wanted to know how the 'magic' of humans work.

"Mana is something like fuel, magic will be used in accordance to the content of the magic circle, also known as magic script, to do things in the physical world through a catalyst-" Vasco said.

"There are two types of living beings in the world, divided into those who could use magic independently and those who couldn't. The difference between these living beings is that, the first one have a certain catalyst within their body while the latter don't have this catalyst within their body," Vasco added as he began waving his hand in different directions, as if he's doing some kind of presentation in a board meeting.

"For beings that could use magic, they had a crystal within their body that acted as a catalyst. For example, the strongest creatures known as dragons possessed a catalyst, and their dragon breath was created using this," Vasco said.

He paused for a second to let Shin process the information that he just gave him. After he saw that Shin nodded at him, he started to once again speak, continuing the earlier speech.

"We humans don't have catalysts within our body, so we are a race who can't use magic," Vasco said.

Shin only nodded at this. It seems like this Cardinal Priest didn't know that he's not a human yet.

Since humans didn't have a crystal catalyst, they couldn't use magic. Based on the laws of this world, this was a natural and undeniable fact. But some people had learned of a way to use magic.

This was the result of using their weapon called wisdom. As living beings of this world, humans could make use of mana and external catalysts to develop scripts gradually to use magic, successfully overcoming their weakness. That period was the birth of the first ever magic wand.

"But, only a select few knows about this fact. Majority of the humans in this world lives without knowing about the supernatural world. So, these humans who have learned to use magic are what we call as 'witches' or 'magicians'," Vasco said.

Then, Vasco started to talk about the practical application of magic. He began introducing complicated terms that a normal kid would find boring and hard to understand. But, Shin is nothing but normal.

"As I mentioned before, magic had to be conjured through the use of magic circles or what we call as 'scripts'. The construction and usage of scripts were performed by a virtual organ in the brain known as the 'Magius Circuit'. All the individuals who are self-aware in this world have the potential to use it," Vasco said as he took the juice on the table to take a sip.

His throat isn't used to speaking such a long winded speech. Shin just waited for him to continue as he started to arrange the information inside his head.

'So, in case of the Devils, Angels, Fallen Angels, and other supernatural beings for that matter, are using their 'Magius Circuits' either consciously or unconsciously? There's probably some kind of 'user-friendly'-like script that is running on their brains that let them use the magic of their race easier. Demonic power and holy power is probably working this way for Angels, Fallen Angels, and Devils,' Shin pondered.

'If that's the case, then, the Satan Ajuka who can manipulate magic at a frightening degree is using some kind of script and process it manually using his 'Magius Circuit' to do that? Hmm, this is intriguing. Up until now, I never really tried to access my 'Magius Circuit'. Big Sis Gabriel explained that I only need to use my imagination but this 'imagination' is probably the thing that makes my 'Magius Circuit' function without me realizing it? But, why did Big Sis Gabriel, or any other older Angels for that matter, didn't just taught us about this? Is it because it is way easier to learn magic that way?' Shin thought.

While Shin is thinking of a few ways to utilize this 'Magius Circuit', Vasco has finished drinking a cup of refreshment so he can now continue his 'lecture'.

"Shin, *ahem*, shall we continue our lesson?" Vasco asked.

"A-Ah! Yes, please continue sensei!" Shin replied.

"Very well. As I was saying, we humans can now use magic through the use of catalyst crystals that we have created after some years of experiments. Now, let's talk about Magic and the magic circles or scripts itself. Scripts are sigils that perform a specific phenomena. First are the 'Architect' sigils that perform basic phenomena, followed by the 'Control' sigils that coordinate and use Architect sigils," Vasco explained.

"By combining these two, the Architect and Control sigils, the picture created would be the magic circles that you know of," Vasco added.

Shin nodded at this, now understanding how these magic circles are formed.

'So this was what the information in my memories was talking about. Hey, it really isn't as simple as drawing lights to perform this and that phenomena,' Shin thought.

"For beginners in magic, the part they would stumble upon was the construction of these scripts. Most people who started to learn magic could manipulate Architect sigils immediately, but using powerful spells by using more complex scripts required a great amount of arduous practice, memorization, and experience. Since us humans don't have catalyst crystals naturally, we can only use high level spells through the accumulation of experience. Apart from perseverance, using magic also requires natural talent," Vasco said.

'Hehh, so that's it. Architect sigils determine the phenomenon while the Control sigils maximize the effects of the Architect Sigils. If I combine both of them, then there will be magic? This is really interesting. I can't wait to learn more!' Shin thought while smiling slightly.

"Alright, why don't you try a low level spell for beginners? There's a book here regarding the sigils in the spell 'Tinder'," Vasco said as he walked towards his desk and took the book and the little wooden stick that is placed on top of it.

"Here, read it," he said as he threw the book and the wooden stick towards Shin. 

Shin just received the book and the stick like nothing happened. He held the stick in one hand and excitedly started to sift through the book at a very fast pace. Learning this would really expand his knowledge and this would also help him in the future. He could 'edit' spells and change it to his liking!

'Uh-huh. So, it's like that. Hehh, this is quite detailed. I guess the author is quite a great teacher. Let's see now... so these are the sigils?' Shin thought as he looked at the sigils.

He memorized the sigils and started to construct the spell inside his head. To be more precise, inside his 'Magius Circuit'.

The sigils are quite messed up if you don't organize it through your head. If Shin were to compare it to a job, then what he's doing right now is like the job of a programmer. The sigils are like the codes and the Magius Circuit is like a virtual computer.

Normal people won't be able to organize this many codes inside their head, leading them to rely on a 'software editor'. But, Shin isn't exactly normal. Heck, he isn't even human.

Arranging the sigils inside his head is just a walk in the park for him, easily combining them to form the spell. Shin is a beginner so he didn't know just how ridiculous his feat is right now. Only a few individuals could probably match him in terms of speed in creating a script.

Before long, the tip of the wooden stick, which seems to be a magic wand, that Shin is holding in his hand let out a slight glow as a small magic circle appeared and conjured a little spark of flame. Seeing this, Shin was dissatisfied.

'Why is it so small? Oh, right! Can't I just change the sigils to strengthen it?' Shin thought.

And so, he did. Much to Vasco's surprise, Shin was able to change the structure of the sigils. He added extra codes on it and changed the Control sigil so that the mana consumption is not different from the earlier spell. When he was done, the magic circle on his wand changed a bit and showed a different color of flame.

If earlier, the flame was like the flame from a matchstick, the flame now is about five times bigger and the color was blue and purple. Upon seeing this happen right before his very eyes, Vasco was completely shocked.

If Shin only used the spell, he would only be slightly surprised and amazed. But, Shin did more than that. Heck, he was even able to strengthen the spell and create a much stronger one. He is surprised since he knew just how hard it is to form the script and organize the sigils.

'Not only did he easily organized those sigils, which is supposed to be hard for someone at his age, he also managed to even modify those sigils and create an entirely different script!' Vasco thought, still shocked to his core.

His shock didn't last long, though. After a few seconds, he immediately recovered and just brushed Shin's earlier actions as something that this monster is capable of doing. Clearing his throat, Vasco tried to catch Shin's attention.

"*ahem*! Now that that's out of the way, let's see if you can learn the spells on which I know of. This will be a hard lesson so, are you still willing to listen?" Vasco asked.

Hearing his taunting words, Shin showed a wide and toothy grin before saying,

"Bring it on old man! In a few months, I'll surely master your spells!"

Upon hearing his declaration, Vasco also showed a similar grin to Shin and said,

"Heh, let's see about that, kid."

Inwardly, he's thinking that this kid wouldn't be able to learn his technique in just a few months. There's no way, right?

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In Cardinal Priest Vasco Strada's Mansion, 2 months later.

A 2 meter figure can be seen sighing in complete exasperation. This is the Cardinal Priest, Vasco Strada. Right now, he completely gave up and just accepted the fact that the boy he accepted as his 'disciple' is completely out of this world. Why?

"*sigh*... This boy, he really managed to learn my personal magic in just a few months time. He even managed to learn that holy power coating script that I spent my whole life experience in creating," Vasco said.

In front of him, Shin can be seen standing in front of a very large boulder. He is closing his eyes, seemingly trying to concentrate on something. Well, he is currently trying to construct the script that will finally finish his second mission. At last, he can finally get his long awaited rewards.

A few seconds later, Shin finally opened his eyes. After he opened his eyes, a magic circle appeared right above his head. It traveled from his head to his feet in the blink of an eye, covering him in a thick layer of white light in the process.

This spell is the accumulation of experience of the man known as Vasco Strada. It is the combination of the strengthening spell and the holy power. He called this spell as [Sacred Boost]. When you focus the boost on only your feet, it's called as [Sacred Dash]. If you focus it on your fists its called as [Sacred Fist].

"HAAA!" Shin exclaimed.

The holy power in his whole body gathered in his fist as he threw a corkscrew at the giant boulder. When his punch landed, a loud sound that reverberated throughout the whole mansion resounded.

*BOOM*

Right at this moment, a bunch of notification sounds rang from inside of Shin's head.

//Mission Complete!//

[Sharpening Your Blade]
Rank: A
Main Objective(s):
Learn Swordsmanship under the exorcist Vasco Strada. (✔)
Optional Objective(s):
Learn how to coat your body with holy power. (✔)
Failure Requirement(s):
Uncompleted mission after 2 years has passed, Death.
Penalty(s):
Inability to use the Void Greaves for 2 months.
Reward(s):
Skill Card: Friendship, 100,000 ria, 10,000 SCs
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[Mission: Sharpening Your Blade! Cleared!]

[Main Objective(s), Cleared!]

[Optional Objective(s), Cleared!]

[Completion Grade: S!]

[Handing out rewards...]

[Confirming the Completion of the Optional Objectives...]

[Confirmed!]

[Handing out extra rewards...]

[You received a Skill Card: Friendship]

[You received 500,000 ria]

[You received 50,000 SCs]

[You received a Random Weapon Summoning Card]

Clouds of dust covered the whole training ground as it got blown by the air that Vasco created. He wanted to see what the result of Shin's attack was.

When the dust clouds went away, Vasco could only see Shin. There's no large boulder in sight, only some small pebbles that are strewn all over the place it was previously at.

Seeing this, Vasco couldn't help but say,

"You really did it, boy. You really learned all the spells I taught you in just two months."

Upon hearing his words, Shin just flashed a wide grin his way and said,

"Hehehe, it's nothing much, old man. I still have a lot of things to learn."

Vasco just smiled at his humble words and didn't say anything anymore. It seems that the little guy didn't become arrogant even after becoming stronger.

If he only know who is the soul inside his sacred gear. The dragon known as Yuki is the strongest being Shin knew. After hearing that a very small fragment of his power is already enough to bring this entire world to hell and back many times over, all the potential of him becoming drunk with power became nil.

Looking at his hands, Shin couldn't help but think,

'I'm still so weak compared to so many people in this world. A tragedy is like the supernatural terrorists attacking will happen sooner or later and I'm still to weak to even create any difference at that time.'

Then, a sudden thought flashed inside his mind. If he gets a lot stronger, won't he be able to battle stronger enemies?

When that thought flashed inside his head, Shin's bestial aura slightly leaked out of his body. A wild grin appeared on his face as he thought,

'If I get even more stronger, I can also get to battle Vali and finish my quest. Hehehe, this is exciting!'

His bestial trait once again appeared, giving him an urge to battle stronger enemies. But, this soon disappeared as he calmed himself down.

'That will come later. I'll work hard and train myself, battle strong opponents in the future, while also living my life to the fullest!' Shin thought.

『If you get stronger faster, we'll get to have our fated battle with those accursed buddies of mine!』 Yuki said.

『You sure are fired up too, Yuki,』 Shin said.

『Of course I am! I can't wait to hear their shocked voices when they meet me,』 Yuki said sinisterly.

Shin just shook his head at this.

'*sigh*, this self-proclaimed Dragon God. She really knows how to hold a grudge. How childish,' Shin thought.

Yuki seems to have caught on this thought of his as she let out a shout of protest.

『Hey! Who are you calling a self-proclaimed Dragon God!? Huh!? I'm a real Dragon God! And, I'm not CHILDISH! You... you... dummy! HMPH!』 Yuki said, like a kid throwing a tantrum.

Shin couldn't help but let out a chuckle at this loli Dragon God's antics. She's really to innocent. To the point that she only know how to say the word 'dummy' as an insult.

『How cute. Later, I'm gonna give my dear partner lots of hugs!』 Shin teased.

Yuki was completely speechless upon hearing his words.

『Whaaa! M-me!? H-He said I'm cute again... *mumble* mumble* *mumble*』 

Shin just smiled at this, knowing that it would take time before she regain her bearings.

'Let's check my status. I decided to level up a month ago so I wonder how my status grew after a month of training and learning magic?' Shin thought.

•~•~•~•
Name: Shin Flammia Tenma
Race: Mystical Elemental Fox God
Racial Rank: (undetermined/mutated specie)
Age: 7
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Angel Faction
Rank: Commoner
Title: None
Strength Level: 1(Mortal)-> 2(Champion)
Parameters:
• STR: S-> SS-> I-> I
• END: SS-> SS-> I-> I
• DEX: SSS-> SSS-> I-> G
• AGI: SSS-> SSS-> I-> G
• MAG: SSS-> SSS-> I-> F
Skill(s):	
Light Mana(B)*-> (S)*, Hero's Aura(C)*-> (B)*, Sacred Gear Wielder(F)*, Mana Control(S), Resilient Body(SSS), Luck(D), Swordsman(B)-> (A)
Magic:
Angel Magic(A)-> (S), Strengthening Magic(S)[new], Holy Magic(S)[new]
•~•~•~•

Strengthening Magic
Rank: S
A branch of magic where the user boost a part of his body to gain a boost in strength or agility.

Holy Magic
Rank: S
A branch of magic created by humans to imitate the effects of Angel Magic. Spells consisting of light based attacks and healing are included in this branch of magic.

'Guess it's time to return back to the training facility. I want to catch up more with Irina and slowly form my very first Perfect Light Elemental Bead. Then, I'll go to Japan to meet with Metatron-sama,' Shin thought.

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A/N:

	• I just repeated some things in the status board so that readers can see the progress.
	• What do you think about the magic lesson and the theory behind it? Well, I got the reference from a novel. Seriously, the author's theory on magic is quite deep and 'profound' that I find it quite great. From now on, we will be using this theory about magic.
	• Now you guys fully know what Architect sigils, Control sigils, Magic Scripts, Magic Circles, Catalyst Crystals, and Magius Circuits are! Was it too much info dump? I told you there's an entire chapter dedicated on explaining magic!

Born as an orphan, Shin Flammia grew up in the orphanage until he reached the legal age to find work. Due to this decision of his that led him to venture to the outside world, Shin was able to get to know something that turned into his hobby eventually. And that something is Anime.

Day and night, he would work his ass off everyday just to buy a limited edition game or manga that he wanted. He continued to immerse himself in this newfound hobby of his that eventually, he couldn't take care of himself anymore.

Because of his lack of sleep for the past few days and his body being as pale and sickly as it is, his body gave up. Slowly, he felt his body becoming heavy and his head is spinning. That was the end of his first life.

But, whether it was because of a fluke, a beautiful, divinely ordained fluke, but a fluke nonetheless, he was granted a new shot at life. He died, yes, but a being that is so powerful that it could live inside the endless void offered him a new life.

Why did this powerful being gave him this chance? Well, that was because the powerful being wanted him to, basically, 'beat up someone'. Why? Well, it's because its friends didn't let this powerful being join in in its friend's 'fun time'. A being this powerful can be this petty? Well, duh, try staying inside the endless void for millions and millions of years. Let's see how you will deal with the boredom!

"Angels! Angels are so cute!"

"I need to first get stronger so I can live my life in leisure later!"

"Hey! Isn't that person supposed to be the antagonist of this whole thing? Should I take him down now to avoid future troubles?"

"Whaa... everything is going so smoothly. Everything's always in my favor that it's scary!"

Follow Shin in his attempt to enjoy life at his own leisure. Playing sports, battling, mofumofu times, and even forming his own crystal palace.

This, is where a new legend, starts.

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The characters that will be introduced from other works are not owned by me.

All of them belong to their rightful owners.

I am not claiming ownership to any of the characters that belong to any series.

This is just a fan fiction and is created because of my love for the animes that may be portrayed in this work.

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//WARNING!//

I am completely new to writing and so, errors can be seen here and there. But, before I publish chapters, I made sure to proofread it for about 5 times. So, if errors can still be seen, please leave a paragraph comment so that I can fix it.

If genres such as; Adventure, Fantasy, Harem, and Slice of Life are not to your liking, this fanfiction is not for you.

If you are still curious enough to still try reading this and found it 'unpleasant' and 'not fit to your taste', then you are the one at fault for I already gave you my warning.

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Anime(s)/Novel(s)/Manga(s) that has been included in this novel are;

	• Gabriel DropOut!
	• Highschool DxD
	• Masamune-kun no Revenge
	• (will be updated as the story progress)

I will be posting this story on ScribbleHub!

Now that I could to some degree enter gnosis it was time to try something a little more fun. Something that seemed a little more... Supernatural. I decided to try my hand in sigils and thoughtforms.

The idea behind sigils is that you write a desire into it in some encoded style and then activate the sigil for the desire to be fulfilled. Luckily for me, the girl I liked had my back when I told her about what I was up to. She had seen a mini tutorial on sigils, on Pinterest so she forwarded the picture to me. The picture had a method for encoding a circle which made it look quite cool and it was enough to follow so I went with that.

But how to go about testing the sigils, what could I asked for that wasn't so easy that I could get it done with a single text message... After some time I thought of three possible experiments.
Experiment 1:  Have a specific sum of money transferred to my bank account. The sum couldn't be the equivalence of my monthly allowance but it could also not be too large as that would set off alarms across the board.
Experiment 2: Have a friend from high school message me. I had to choose a friend that I haven't talked to in some time and the person wouldn't under normal circumstances message me.
Experiment 3: Have a person, that I regularly talked to, send me some... questionable photos. This was a good experiment because I have arrangements with all the people I talked to, that neither of us would send such pics, so this wouldn't have been normal, thus a good test.

I went ahead with experiments 1 and 2. I drew the sigil on a piece of paper, burned the sigil into my mind and then set the piece of paper ablaze. As the paper was burning I had to forget the sigil, thus moving it into my subconscious (That's where the magick takes place). I didn't have the heart to do experiment 3 and thus scrapped the idea altogether. Sadly neither of the experiments came to fruition. I'm not sure whether that was because I tested the desire and thus, because it was a test that was destined to fail from the start or because of a different reason.

During my time with messing around with sigils, I subconsciously created a thoughtform. To this day I still have no clue how I did it, nor have I been able to recreate the outcome. I would sit in my room and feel as though someone is standing behind me or I would hear how the table near my bed gets moved slightly. My parents were even in my room when it happened once, I remember my mom jokingly note that my room was haunted. It wasn't that bothersome or disturbing. Frankly, I found it to be quite awesome. I mean seriously! I CREATED A THOUGHTFORM! 

I tried to intentionally create another thoughtform so I devised a way how to, after all, this is chaos magick, it's easy to create your own rituals and magical processes. So I created a magic circle based on some of the basic alchemy I had learned here and there. The circle had four open spots for sigils. One big one and another three smaller ones around the big one. The big circle was for the thought form's purpose, one smaller one was for the name of the person it is to be bound to, and the other two are for attributes of the thoughtform. I would then put the paper with the circle on a flat surface with a candle on the thoughtform sigil, and activate the circle by meditating on the candle and sigils for a given period of time. I based this method on alchemy and sigil magick. The lines of the magick circle was to control the flow of energy, the sigils served for subconscious programming and the candle was used to help enter gnosis and because you can activate a sigil through burning it I thought it might be a good idea to have the flame as a symbolic representation of the energy flowing through the three minor sigils into the middle major sigil and then up through the burning candle into physical reality.

I can't do anything if it doesn't have a purpose, so I again devised three experiments to try out the thought forms with. The girl I like was all too happy to help me test it and gladly gave me permission to send a thoughtform her way. 
Experiment 1: I wanted to create a thoughtform with the ability to leave my room and follow me around. I gave it the attributes of focus and warding and bound it to me.
Experiment 2: I wanted to create a thoughtform with the ability to interact with the psychical realm. I gave it the attributes of physical touch and the inability to hurt people and bound it to the girl I like.
Experiment 3: I wanted to create a thoughtform with the ability to give a friend of mine strength to face his hard times. I gave it the attributes of strength and compassion and bound it to my friend.

As with the previous time, I only did the first two experiments, neither worked out for me and the girl I like never mentioned any poltergeist activity near her so I took that as a fail. My friend is a Christian who, for obvious reasons, doesn't accept my hobby and thus denied me the right to bind the thoughtform to him. I'm assuming that the experiments failed because of my lust for results.

The weird thing was that when I was busy making the circles for the experiment, my mom called me over so I hid the papers under my computer out of sight. My sister was with my mom, so no one entered my room whilst I was gone, but when I came back to my room the papers were no longer where I left them. They weren't on or under my desk, so I exited my room to check if I didn't mistakenly take them with me, but when I got back there they were. In plain sight as though someone had looked at them. There were a few possibilities to what just happened. I could've gone crazy or some astral (person who can astral travel) had messed with me, or the theory that I thought was most likely was that the thoughtform that was haunting my room took them.

There wasn't much that I could do about it so I just left it but I was growing progressively more curious as to how I could've accidentally created a thoughtform that was strong enough to interact with physical items and yet for the life of me I couldn't do it on purpose.

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