《Camiare: An Isekai》Chapter 8:
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{Congratulations, 173/173 LP met. You Leveled Up! Now Level 18!}
{Status:
Name: Nathaniel Armis
Level: 18
LP: 176/185
Tier: 3
HP: 59
XP: 94
STR: 27
VIT: 31
DEX: 32
DEF: 33
INT: 139
WIS: 93
LUK: 45
CHA: 50
Deviant: Unique-Lightning
Description: Friendly, Impressed, In Awe}
Closing my Status window, I laid on my bed. I was glad I completed the quest, but Lufis is just scary smart. I think if I just let him explain most things to me, I would get more powerful faster than trying to figure some things out on my own.
"Inbox" I said.
[Inbox:
-"mana" sword instruction manual-]
[Take out -"mana" sword instruction manual-?]
[Yes/No]
I clicked Yes.
Immediately, as before, tiny purple cubes began to appear in front of me. All that was left in their place was a old looking scroll. Unrolling it, I read the following:
Considered to be an unrecoverable configuration of gamic, this gamic consolidates unprocessed Xetral to generate a tangible blade. There are three forms to the . The first form of the is stronger than the standard sword and is physical. The second form will be ethereal, lacking form until needed. The user will be able to willingly alter the solidity of the blade, changing it from an aeriform blade to a consolidated blade. The third form combines the first and second forms, allowing the user to configure an that is functional as a palpable sword, yet can change stability at will. Not many have achieved this form, as to successfully configure a third form requires intense assiduousness, practice, Xetral control, and apprehension of Xetral and the .
To form an , the user must have proficient control over their Xetral, and must not be deficient in it either, to more precisely configure an . The first step to configure an is to position the Xetral in the arm, till it gives a gossamer-like appearance. Second, the user must shape in their mind what physique the should take. Taking that mental shape, shift the gossamer-like Xetral on the arm into that configuration (It is fundamental not to form too complex or unrealistic shapes, as the user has only the gossamer-like Xetral on their arm to work with). Lastly, condense the voile-like Xetral. This will create a diaphanous blade on the user's arm. The blade will be attached to the user's arm but if configured right, can extend to the length of a knife, a swortshord, or even a sword. The duration period is directly correspondent with the user's ability to control Xetral.
To configure a second form , the user must first configure a first form . Then, to be able to utilize a second form successfully, one must be able to control their Xetral outside of their bodies. One can easily dissipate their Xetral, but to resolidify it outside of the body takes often years. The second form uses this to allow for attacks to phase through, lowering the opponents guard. This allows for an easy finish.
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To configure a third form , the user must first be able to configure a first and second form blade. After gaining the ability to condense and dissipate Xetral quickly in the second form, the user must apply that to the first form. This will create a sword(or whatever the user configures) not attached to the user's arm. This is the most powerful form, which is much stronger than most swords. It has the same properties as a second form .
Rolling back up the scroll, I closed my eyes and laid on my bed.
WHY!!!!!!!!! I may have been a Junior in High School, but I definitely don't know some of the words on this scroll. Diaphanous? What the heck? Also this scroll seemed pretty vague to me. It looked as though the author purposely kept it vague, just to annoy whoever reads it. How do you control Xetral outside the body? How do you move the Xetral layer to the shape in your mind? How do you condense and dissipate Xetral freely? Why is the author of this scroll giving such generic descriptions?
Calming down slowly, I opened my eyes and stared at the scroll. Maybe the author was vague because this technique is strong. And dangerous in the wrong hands.
Swallowing the small amount of my pride, I decided what I had to do. I would need to see Lufis. While he is only two, three, years old, he is definitely smart when it comes to Xetral as I found out. Also, I can trust him. I know it sounds silly, but if I went to an adult I probably would never get the scroll back. Maybe, if Lufis and I work on this together, we can figure it out. I also had a suspicion that Lufis had easy access to books(something I do not have) due to his intelligence. It would be beneficial to go see Lufis.
Two months later
I would be lying if I said I wasn't annoyed. Two months have passed since I got the scroll on the . I haven't got the chance to go and see Lufis. I asked my parents, but it seemed I couldn't go see him as the Lantideniz family were 'busy moving into their new home'. I didn't just vacation for two months though. I continued my BTC, and started my physical training as well. Unfortunately for me, I can't just go through a training montage chapter like in manga/anime and be strong. I am still struggling just to finish the meager amount I assigned myself. It is of course harder for me being so young. Another thing that happened during this two months was that I did turn three, although nothing spectacular happened. I just got squished. A lot.
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The next day however, I got my chance.
Lufis came to my house, asking my mother if I could come over. My mother, at the door, looked back at me.
"Nathaniel, do you want to go over to Lufis' house? He wants to know if you want to play together."
"That sounds like fun! I would love to go!" I said smiling, utilizing all my childish charm.
"Okay then, you both have fun and behave. Be back by dinner, Nathaniel." my mother said in a motherly voice.
"Okay, love you Mom!" I said while hugging her, still utilizing all my childism charm.
As soon as we were out of my yard and walking toward Lufis' house, I turned toward him.
"Lufis, I found something I think you will like."
Lufis looked at me.
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"Really? And what is that?"
"Lufis, what I am about to show you has to be a secret between you and me. I found an old scroll on a lost gamic."
Lufis' eyes lit up like diamonds.
"Really? Can I see it?"
"Sure, I wanted your opinion on it. It is hard to understand in some places and I think we can learn it if we work together." I said while handing him the scroll.
Lufis unrolled the scroll and read it, stopping in his tracks.
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"Lufis? You okay?" I asked him.
Lufis looked at me.
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"Where did you get this?"
I had already thought of an answer to this question.
"My mom was cleaning, and I found it abandoned in a chest of my dad's."
"Nathaniel, do you realize what this is?" Lufis asked me.
"Um . . . What?"
"THIS IS THE MOST AWESOME GAMIC I HAVE EVER SEEN! Do you realize that if we can master this. all the open possibilities that are available to us?Just by mastering the first form it would already be stronger than a sword ,andbeyondthaticantimaginethestrengthwewouldobtainf"
"Slow down, Lufis" I said, cutting him out of his rapid fire.
"Oh, my bad. And uh . . . welcome to my house"
I looked at my surroundings, and realized I hadn't noticed we were at Lufis' house. It was very much like mine, cottage style, but his house was two stories. There was a structure near the house which looked almost like a chicken coop.
Walking inside, I was greeted by Lufis' mother.
"Hello, Mrs. Lantideniz."
"Hello Nathaniel, I just want to thank you for coming over. Lufis has been rather lonely because me and Mikel have been so busy moving in, he needs the company."
"No problem, Mrs. Lanitdeniz, I had actually been wanting to come over sooner." I replied.
Under the motherly guiding of Mr. Lantideniz, I found myself in Lufis' room. Looking around, I saw myself clearly for the first time in this world.
Not saying that my house didn't have mirrors, it's just that my parents didn't place them at my height. Here, there was a mirror at my height so I could see myself clearly for the first time.
I had unruly brown hair on my head. Similar to Lufis' hair, but his was slightly more curly. My hair was not some sort of anime style, mountain competition, hair. It was somewhat ordinary. I had blue green eyes, though it was hard to tell, as there was a bit of both. Not trying to brag(okay ... a bit), but I could see why I was constantly being squished to death. I was an adorable little kid. I had a round face, with my cheeks still showing my young age. While I had been working out for the past two months, it wasn't really evident. I suppose I wasn't all completely baby fat anymore.
Looking around the rest of Lufis' room, I could see many books. There was a set of building blocks, similar to the set I had at home, on the floor in a corner. However, unlike a normal, random pattern, the blocks were placed to make some sort of fortress. Beside the tons of books, his toys, and his bed, the only other main things in the room was a table in the center and a desk to the side. On the desk were books and papers, along with some pencils. If I was understanding things right, Lufis had some ability to write.
This kid is too smart.
Setting the scroll on the table in the middle of the room, Lufis grabbed a chair and dragged it over to the table for me. Sitting down in another chair, he waited till I was comfortable.
Picking up the scroll, Lufis addressed me.
"Shall we get started?"
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