《Earth Elemental Reincarnation》Big Brain time
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New spell created
Earthen Projectile
?!!
Thats new. What does this mean?
I try to cast the spell again and immediately the difference becomes blatantly obvious. The spell is quicker to cast and takes less of my focus to cast, but still by no means a small amount. So this is how spell craft works? You can flexibly manipulate the elements with simple mana control, but you can also condense a set of actions down. Almost like ingraining a task into muscle memory till the point you can do it faster and with less thought.
But isn't that to easy? Does this mean basically everyone has a library of spells to pull from... That could be bad. Hmmm. Well maybe my ridiculous earth affinity is coming into play and making it very easy to use and learn earth magic. It is a possibility, and if my theory holds water, I won't have to worry about every other peasant suddenly pulling rapid fire fire balls out of their ass the moment I roll up, which is nice.
But if it's true, then it's not roses. If the souls composition can have such a pronounced effect I shudder to think of how much trouble I could have trying to learn anything but earth magic. My soul is basically a ball of earth mana. I mean at least I think the soul is shaped like a sphere, that's at least what it looked like when I was in the void after I died. Actually I don't know the name of the place... henceforth I dub thee "limbo".
I wonder If anyone else reincarnated here from my world and kept there memories? its possible but based on how Oriana spoke of it I assume what happened to me is a very rare occurance. Which means meeting a fellow reincarnee(I know this is not a word, but I don't care it is now my word) is extremely unlikely. And how would I even reachout to find one. I can't just go around saying i'm from another world called earth and if your also from earth you should come see me. Or can I? maybe its not as rare as I think, or maybe the world already knows about it.
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Well this is a problem for another day. I must focuse on the now, which is getting stronger.
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