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Oneirataxia by Shvvj1

Oneirataxia. PRONUNCIATION : one-er-tax-ea. MEANING : (Noun) The inability to distinguish between. fantasy and reality.

shvvj1 · LGBT+
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37 Chs

1.7 My Companion For Life

As Blake had already turned 5, the duke submitted a request to the holy temple for a familiar summoning. In which, the duchess was against, but kept her mouth shut, not wanting to anger her husband.

Blake, being the curious and clueless boy who was transmigrated into this novel unwillingly, had to study about familiars, as it was only mentioned in the novel once out of all those many chapters.

And thus, he read aloud, for both him and Flora to hear:

"Familiars, or imps are known as wizard's companions. They take on many forms, ranging from a harmless tortoise to a raging dragon. Familiars take the form of any creature depending on the summoner's magic power."

Blake then flipped the page, seeing many different forms of familiars and their uses. The lowest of the low in familiar's rankings that has been summoned, usually summoned by people who stuck on the 4th magic circle, was the small floating goldfish.

"Brother, what do you think your familiar will be?" Flora asked, her eyes twinkling in delight as she scanned the page they were on intently.

"I'm not sure, I'll be content with just a goldfish," Blake smiled.

Soon enough, it was time for Blake's famiiliar summoning at the Holy temple. 'Why is it held at the Holy temple?' Well, the summoning circle has been in the temple ever since the first familiar was summoned. And, apparently, no other person was able to recreate the summoning circle, thus it was only available in the Holy temple.

The Acker Duchy's carriage arrived at the front of the Holy temple, where the duke got off first along with the duchess, where an infant was held in the duchess's arms. Behind them, Blake hopped off first before helping Flora down.

In the corner of his eyes, he could see the duchess glaring holes into Blake's little head. The duke lead the family of 5 into the holy temple as one of the priests stood at the front, guiding them to the summoning room.

The family was led to a door, tall and expensive looking, adorned with gold and white marble. The door pushed open, heavily as a cooling sensation flowed through.

There, stood a man with a white robe and a tall white hat, presumably the Pope. He smiled and greeted the duke with elegance as his voice was soft and sweet to hear.

"Is this the child that will be sounding their familiar today?" the Pope asked, looking over at Blake's expressionless face with sweetness in the old man's eyes.

"Yes, this is Blake, my first-born," The duke said.

As the Pope smiled and led Blake to the middle of the room, directly in the middle of the summoning circle. Behind them, the duchess snickered and leaned to her husband, the duke and said in a mocking voice, "Dont be too disappointed with his results now, dear. For all we know, he might get a goldfish."

The duke brushed off the woman's comment and only watched as Blake's summoning process happen.

"I do not expect anything, for watching Blake grow up into a man I can be proud of, is the only thing I would want," the duke said, a small smile etched on his face as he watched as Blake listen intently to the Pope's words.

"Now, Blake. You only have to shed a few drops of blood onto the circle and your familiar will appear. Do not be afraid. Your family and I will be here to save you if anything happens," The pope smiled sweetly and gave a small dagger to Blake.

Blake nodded, grabbing the dagger from the Pope's hand as the Pope backed away towards the duke and duchess. Blake turned back to the dagger in his hands and sliced through his palm cleanly, dripping the blood onto the floor where the summoning circle was drawn on.

A bright white light emitted from the summoning circle. The light slowly faded from white to blue as blue coloured smoke circled around Blake, rising up from the ground and compressing itself in front of the man-turned-child.