Spell That Was Truly Pitiful

The sole person in this tower, that looks too big because only one person lives there which was at least 50 stories in height and when its compared to the trees on the shore of the lake looks like a small sapling without any leaves it could even be mistaken as a snag that has lost its branches, kept on writing stuff into his diary while continuously murmuring words faintly.

Words one by one kept on coming out of the person's mouth as his hand holding the quill pen elegantly but swiftly wrote down his coherent thoughts, although no one would understand what is being written down anyway so he might as well not write anything.

The words this person is murmuring might make no sense at all, and some people would label him as a genius that went insane after all his ability to write in such speed without destroying the paper is quite a talent in itself as most ordinary people wouldn't even be able to write one thing, but if all the words were pieced together in front of someone they would realize that the murmurings are as coherent as the words and sentences being written down.

This pleasant surprise of understanding that the murmurings aren't from a insane person but actually a very rational person would only be their initial reaction as it would turn from surprise to shock while continuing to transform as realization hit them and finally would their eyes and face show an expression of fright and true horror that one should never show even when meeting gods and demons.

Because the sentence pieced together from the murmurings are a new kind of special spell chant that has never before been heard or seen by anyone else.

Although one would have to have the necessary attainment in souls and talent in comprehension to truly understand the chant and use it but even the most useless person; an alcoholic could understand it and be horrified by the chants power and what it shows, after all even the most complex thing is made up of the most basic thing and so goes for spells.

As most spells are complex and take long time to digest, even simple spells take couple of days to couple of weeks to digest and understand but those who don't have talent in comprehension can still understand bits and pieces of a spell if they have gone through schooling in language and calculations.

This particular new spell chant doesn't have a requirement of one needing magic power to use but a strong soul, the stronger ones soul is the longer it can be casted and also be more precise when trying to remember what one sees after the spell has been casted and ended.

Yes, this spell isn't like your conventional spells that can and are being judged by magicians based on damage done to the target by the spell, range of the spell and time taken to cast the spell.

Instead this particular spell shows something directly to the mind, others would say this spell is useless and simply a garbage that can't be used in battles or used in arrays as a defense spell, but if they knew and got to experience what it fully does they would be flabbergasted as this is something simply unbelievable even for the very powerful magicians that can claim supremacy and go unperturbed throughout the entire world after all from time immemorial till now it has been believed that such a thing was simply not possible as this defies the very nature itself and this spells name is 'ANALYSIS AND PATH OF FUTURE'.

Someone reading this, 'ANALYSIS AND PATH OF FUTURE', would simply become confused and be mistaken as this spells name doesn't give it a very powerful vibe but actually a very weak vibe if it does at all that is.

If anything the spells name misleads people a bit, because the spell indeed does analyse the future, but it starts misleading in the second part about showing a path to future and if someone could really use this spell they would use it to avoid whatever bad situation they would encounter in the shown future.

This is where it is misleading, because if you could see the future and avoid any obstacles you might encounter, the spells name should be 'PREDICTION OF FUTURE' and not 'ANALYSIS AND PATH OF FUTURE' and 'What does this mean?' you might ask, well it is actually quite simple and complex.

Simple because it can be explained in layman terms to even the most useless person; an alcoholic, complex because the more you try to understand the harder it becomes.

Anyhow, 'PREDICTION OF FUTURE' is quite easy to understand since it is about predicting what will happen next and whoever can see this will know what will happen next and can also change what will happen next, but 'ANALYSIS AND PATH OF FUTURE' analysis why, how and when something happens in future; giving one a detailed report as if you were there and saw everything with your own two balls of nerves and blood; eyes.

As for the part about '...PATH OF FUTURE' it is the conclusion you arrive at after the analysis and also unlike 'PREDICTION OF FUTURE' this future is fixed and can't be changed once seen and it will always be like that, besides if and only if the person who has seen it goes to the site of the seen future and changes that said 'unchangeable seen future' otherwise no one else can change it at least that's the conclusion this lone person in this tower has come to.

Afterall no one can truly claim to be omniscient but only be all powerful in their own area of influence.

But this lone person seems to have claimed to be omniscient as there is not a single trace of worry to be seen on this person face while continuing to write stuff in the diary named 'My preparation method and notes on how to change the fate that awaits us all - The end of the known world'.

And in fact this person isn't worried at all, don't be mistaken as this is not blind arrogance but the pride and something that has been deep rooted in this person's consciousness that gives immense confidence in themselves and this is called by others; foolishness.

Even experts in their own field don't dare say they are omniscient as new stuff are always being discovered and some stuff have never surfaced because people keep secrets.

Nonetheless many people are delusional and so was this person labeled delusional although no one dares say it straightforwardly simply because anyone would have respect for such a diligent person.

'Why diligent' you ask? Simple, a spell which had thought to have been considered impossible for generation after generation, century after century, millennia after millenia was created by this person, pity that such an unbelievable spell never got to see the beautiful dawn of another day from the huge sea like lake.

As time flew by, seconds turned into minutes and minutes slowly but surely became hours.

Finally, the person that has been writing in his diary for a long time very complex and headache inducing words and symbols, did he stop just barely before he ran out of ink.

Standing up and stretching a bit this person walks toward the door and starts stretching left arm forward after which their middle and index finger barely touch on the door knob before disappearing complete from the room like a ghost leaving behind the only clue as someone was there; a activated teleportation array which quickly and silently fades away.

Reappearing inside the mansions study room, that is above the lake, slowly but confidently striding toward what is most likely the only floor to ceiling window in this entire mansion with a pair of ancient styled curtains which only royalties and nobles of medieval times could have this person waves one hand sideways and you could distinctly hear a click sound as the curtains slowly move aside while at the same time two floor to ceiling doors open by themselves, for a moment piercing blinding light comes gushing in the once dark study room, lighting up everything that's inside while also allowing others to see a study room with a really ancient style that looks like it was all handmade and indeed everything in the study room was handmade by the very person that appeared on inside this study room.

As the blinding lights fades away, you could see from a far away place the silhouette of a man with a straight back, holding a black majestic magic wand horizontally along the sides of his thigh with white specks looking like stars in the night sky while at the same time there is a sheen of a metallic quality once in a while like a rhythmic heartbeat and a faint glow of azure light surrounding it.

Making its holder, be covered in a thin but intense azure light compared to the dusk sunlight, looking like a divine and unpredictable lord.

If one goes closer to this person they would be shocked by what they see as this man has a silky wellkept snowy white beard that stretches till their chest with short and wild hair on his head giving of a look that this old man has just jumped from an aerial vehicle but that is wrong as this old man neither has done such a thing and also doesn't look like an old person.

With no wrinkles to be seen on this perfectly smooth face that even babies would be jealous of and facial features that could be said to be above average but not make 'girls turn their heads and squeal' looks.

With azure eyes as bright as sunlight itself with flickers of profound intelligence that would give one goosebumps and a feeling as ancient as time itself to people around him while standing in front of him would make one feel like an unclimbable mountain made out of books, knowledge and wisdom was in front of them.

This man closed his eyes for a long moment before slowly opening them and looking into the distant sun dusk in west of the lake, turning his head snappily to the side, the obvious old man with baby smooth skin, staring intently at empty air.

Suddenly, the space the old man was staring at started cracking as a quarter sized hole of void was opened, from this small void hole a tightly wrapped sealed scroll in a tube casing made of glass and exquisite design came.

The old man looked at it for a very long time while expressing a pondering expression acting like something like this is not unexpected at all but fully expected and under his control.

Taking the ahold of the casing and swiftly opening up the scroll as it opened up itself as soon as it was removed from the glass casing looking like there were no security measures but in fact if someone else opened it up they would have a surprise awaiting them which we should not be talking about.

The old man adjusted his wand by placing it near the railing of the small balcony and then concentrated his attention back to the scroll which is more like a letter.