《Unlimited Potential》Chapter 0010
Advertisement
"Sorry about forgetting to buy you clothes of your own while I was out," Adam tells me as I pull on the dark green tunic he'd handed me. "Back in the clans, we never really had to go buy stuff, we just provided it when needed, and I was on my own up until now. We're about the same size, so my stuff fits you. I hope that's not a problem. If it is, we can stop by the shop and buy you outfits of your own before we leave town."
I fix the belt around my waist before actually looking at Adam.
"You do realize that your tail has betrayed you, right?" I ask.
Adam looks at his tail, which began moving around happily as I began pulling on 'his' clothes. He fully intended on buying clothes for 'him' and then letting me borrow them again. It bothers me in absolutely no way that we're sharing outfits.
"Oh," he looks at me. "Well, I guess that settles things."
Snorting, I grab him and pull him against me for a kiss, using a little tongue for it.
"Let's head out," I say.
"Yeah."
We turn the key in at the front desk, then leave the town through the eastern gate. As we exit, Adam returns the bracelet he had to wear. Now that I'm thinking about it, I actually find it rather amazing the bracelet was able to withstand the speeds he was moving at and the sheer forces that must have been put upon it while he was fighting in the Dungeon. The visa bracelets for the species with restricted stays in the town must be made of something strong or enchanted for it.
Actually, they probably have to be in order to avoid having someone just break it off.
For the next couple of hours, we walk along the path mostly in silence, passing by farm after farm. There are others on this road, some with carriages, some riding horses, and others just walking, like us.
Adam explains after the group of five riding horses that horses are rare enough that usually only the wealthy have them. The animals pulling the wagons are shorter, thicker, and seem to resemble a cross between a horse and a cow, though they all have the antlers of deer. While they're good for pulling wagons and carts, they're not so great for riding on.
If someone doesn't have a horse or can't get a ride on a wagon or cart, they're probably walking between towns.
After we pass the last of the farms and have walked on the path through fields for awhile, I decide to see where we're going. Even if the actual location means nothing to me, I'm still a bit curious about our destination.
"To Finlar," Adam answers.
"Finlar?" I ask.
"Yeah," he answers. "It's a village of Otterkin situated on a river. The town is located to the north, in an area that's mostly scattered Beastkin villages and towns. A quieter, slower-paced region without very many attractions. Finlar has its own Tier I Dungeon."
"How far is it?" I ask.
"If we travel at a steady pace," he says. "We'll probably reach there in around two weeks. The only tavern we'll come across on the way will be tonight, though they don't serve Demihumans."
"So we'll be sleeping outside?"
"Will that bother you?"
"No," I answer. "Do we have stuff for sleeping on the ground?"
"I usually just take off my clothes and sleep," he tells me. "Though I know softer species usually need something more than that."
Advertisement
"I'll use you, then," I say, and his tail starts swishing a little. "I was thinking of training my magic a bit during the trip, Adam. Would it be a problem for me to do it as we walk, or should I only do so while we're resting?"
"Up to you," he answers. "I can handle probably anything that comes at us, so if you don't care about using up all of your Mana, go ahead and do that. Or you can use up only half just in case, and if we do get into a fight with something, I'll leave it to you if you can handle it and get good Experience. Sound good?"
"It does," I nod. "I should probably add to my spell repertoire, too. Since the barrier to learning them is much lower for me, I can probably do a few and get my skill with them in combat up decently before we arrive."
"You can," Adam nods. "I really only know fire magics outside of [Magic Bolt] and my enhancements and dragon-type Skills. You can learn whatever you want to, though. The main part of creating magic is visualization. Know what you want it to do, keep that in your mind's eye, and then just… make it happen."
"Yet this is difficult for most people?" I ask.
"Yeah," he answers. "Some people have a higher innate affinity for it. You having [Unlimited Potential] means you probably already had a decent affinity for before that bonus kicked in, and that bonus is helping you further. It means that even if you're screwing up, you'll make progress anyway. Part of the reason people struggle isn't the visualization part, it's the part where they get their magic to do it."
"Oh."
Since Adam uses fire magics, I decide to make that my next spell, but before I do, I have a serious question to ask.
"[Magic Bolt] forms right in front of my hand," I say. "How will-"
"Your own magic will not harm you," he explains before I can finish asking. "As long as the light is still yours, you will not be blinded by it. As long as the sleep effect is still yours, you will not pass out from it. As long as the fire is still yours, it will not burn you."
"Oh!" I say. "So it's not a passive resistance to fire that protects you from burning when you clean yourself with fire magic, it's an innate trait of magic itself!"
"Yeah," he gives me an amused look. "And I do have an innate resistance to heat on top of my decent Constitution. It actually makes it harder to acquire [Heat Resistance], though once I do, it'll be properly assessed to its right value. I'm also resistant to the cold as well."
"How do you acquire a Resistance Skill?" I ask. "Considering how difficult most Skills are to obtain, I'm guessing it's more than just putting yourself in the freezing cold?"
"Yeah," he chuckles. "Exposing yourself to the extremes of it without succumbing to them is basically it. So repeated exposure to high heat can earn you [Heat Resistance], repeated exposure to stronger poisons can earn you [Poison Resistance], constant exposure to extreme pain can build up [Pain Resistance], and so on."
"Couldn't you get [Poison Resistance]," I say. "Using smaller doses as well?"
"Yeah," he nods. "It's one of the only ones that can be earned without going to the extremes. The sort of extreme normally needed is the kind that is very easily lethal, and it has to actually affect you."
Advertisement
"So a higher Constitution can make it difficult, too," I say.
"Correct."
I summon a [Magic Bolt] above my right palm, focusing on it as we continue walking. Something Adam said gave me an idea, but I'm going to try to raise this up another Level by decreasing its cost some more. Following his suggestion, I only use up half of my Mana during this, and that takes me a little more than ten minutes to recover.
The fact that it takes me seven sessions to decrease the cost down to 1.5 Mana per standard [Magic Bolt] is quite telling for how difficult it would be without [Unlimited Potential]. Adam confirmed that the values he gave me before regarding Experience actually do hold to similar for normal people.
I spent about 150 Mana on improving this. If we say that I have a 5% bonus to learning all magic naturally due to my affinity for magic, which is considered extremely high for a human, then it would have probably taken a normal person with the same natural bonus almost a day of constant casting and regeneration. Then factor in that I was basing that off of my Affinity, and it would probably take even longer. Same with someone with a more normal bonus to learning magic, or none at all.
Most people wouldn't do nothing but cast and work on the same spell as soon as they reach full Mana nonstop. In fact, it would be extremely difficult to considering the need for sleep. There's also the fact that I can't just pick up right where I left off after recovering but take a little bit of time to return to that state. That's added Mana that gets wasted during the start of each attempt.
What a mage would probably acquire after several weeks or months, I did in less than two hours. Not much more than an hour, really.
If I were in Adam's boots, I'd want someone like me on the team, too.
Now that I've reduced the cost for [Magic Bolt] a little again, and therefore its small cost to sustain the spell rather than shoot it, I get to work on the next part.
Visualizing someone falling asleep, I try to weave that aspect into the spell. While I might not be able to kill something with a single [Magic Bolt] at the moment, a fight might go a little bit easier if I knock it out with a single attack. Beginning work on this spell now will prove useful for me once I'm actually needed in a fight more as well.
So I continue working on this spell, trying to weave my impression of someone sleeping into it. Not just sleeping, though. I pull up a mental image of one the older boys my dad had with his harem, Nick. He's fifteen and has the same platinum-blond hair as me, though his eyes are blue instead of green. Over the last couple of years, he's begun helping me out more and more, and when he first started, it wore him out a fair bit.
I pull up a memory of him nodding off, his head slowly dropping, then jerking back up as he attempted to force himself to stay awake as he worked on his homework. A memory where his eyes began to droop as he ate dinner, his movements slowing with his exhaustion.
It takes me another hour, but I finally find success, the bolt within my powers turning lilac.
Skill Acquired: [Sleep Bolt]
The bounty that awaits me now. This is a Tier II spell according to its location within my Spellbook, which means that working on it will be more difficult for me than on [Magic Bolt]. My [Mana Manipulation] Skill and my Affinity will both probably increase faster when working on this. At least, that's the hope.
It costs 3 Mana to cast at its current state, and I can probably reduce it a little using my knowledge from [Magic Bolt]. The spells are different enough that I'll probably only manage one or two Levels for it with that, though.
Looking at Adam's back, an idea comes to me. It probably won't actually knock him out, but it would still be fun to hit him with the spell.
"Don't," Adam says.
"You're walking in front of me!" I exclaim. "How did you even know I was going to do something?"
"I can sense and smell magic," he snorts. "I noticed the moment you turned it into [Sleep Bolt]. I could also sense its general location and noticed you'd aimed it at me."
"You can sense how magic is aimed?"
"Within a range," he confirms. "And the less excess Mana it has, the harder it becomes. This is a more advanced version of [Mana Sense] and [Magic Sense]. I already have an advantage over you in that due to my dragon side. Most mages would likely spend a decade or five to reach this point. You can probably manage it sooner, but not within a month or two."
"You're going to help me though, right?"
"Yeah," he answers. "But it will take practice of lesser sensing first."
"Alright," I say.
"[Magic Bolt]," he slows and starts walking beside me. "Is a spell that improves beyond just Mana efficiency by increasing the force of the magic within it. You're taking a shortcut to a degree by not focusing on the force of the magic, but how much Mana you can put into it. If you train it by strengthening the force it delivers rather than how much it holds, it will become even more powerful for the same amount of Mana."
That was something I'd been wondering about, but wasn't sure of how to manage to raise that. Everything I think of just involves putting more Mana into the spell.
"How do I do that?" I ask.
"Visualization," he answers. "Visualize a stronger force. With your ability to sense Mana and Magic, you'll eventually be able to actually tell the individual aspects of the spell's structure. Once you do, you'll be able to soar to new heights even faster. A proper mage who learns how to differentiate the parts of a spell through sensing its Mana and Magic can often strengthen its core aspect several Levels within a few months. Pretty much every mage Ranker has done this as part of their preparation for the Rank-Up Trial."
In other words, it's possible for normal people to quickly Level some Skills even without affinities. Despite this, things are still tough for people? Is something more at work here?
"The spell's core aspect is force," I cancel my [Sleep Bolt]. "So visualize force into the spell to strengthen this aspect?"
"Yes," he nods. "It can be something as simple as a punch, or a hammer striking. It could be a beast charging at full speed. The core is all that matters."
"Okay," I nod. "And for [Sleep Bolt], it would be a visualization of sleeping?"
"Correct," he confirms. "Let's move off the road, it's time for lunch."
"Did you buy food before we left?" I ask as we step into the semi-tall grasses of the fields.
"No," he answers. "It wouldn't keep for the journey, but we have plenty of fields here, and where there are fields, there is usually food. I'll be back in a minute."
Adam charges forward at a high speed, causing the grasses to part around him. I decide to flatten a section of it a little bit to sit down on and wait for his return. When he does, he's carrying four rabbits with grey-brown fur.
"Lunch time!"
Adam uses his magic to cook the rabbits, then we dig into them. They have a slightly nutty flavor, which is surprising. It's not bad, but it could use with some extra flavoring. As we travel, I'll try to see if I can find herbs and other things to spice up our meals a bit. If all we're eating is going to be meat, then we're not eating well.
After we finish lunch, Adam relaxes for a few minutes, basking in the sun. I spend a little bit working on [Sleep Bolt], then we resume our journey. Hopefully, we do get a little bit of excitement on this journey – but not the bad kind.
Otherwise, it's going to be an extremely boring journey. A journey that takes two weeks or so is fine and all, but there's definitely only so much Adam and I can talk about to pass the time and I know he's going to avoid telling me stories about his home. Maybe I can get him to tell me stories from the clans? Fables and such?
Well, maybe in a bit. I think I'm close to Leveling this for the first time.
Advertisement
- In Serial7 Chapters
Of Gods and Dungeons
March 16, 2021 - Hiatus note: I will come back to this story! I'm really struggling with it, though. It's been a number of years and I kind of forgot what the original outline was. I still remember the main path, but not any of the details, because I stupidly didn't write an outline. Progress is being made. I'd like a very decent sized buffer before I start posting again. Don't want to get hopes up only to immediately disappoint! ----- Amy Barnes, an aspiring chemical researcher, finds herself dying from cancer. One of her most desperate prayers is answered in a way that she'd never dreamed possible, and she finds herself living a new life as a dungeon. Warning: Violence, morbidity Cover: Taken from here, courtesy of www.pexels.com by photographer @tookapic. Author's Note: I've read some dungeon core stories on here, and they've tickled my fancy. I've thought up a whole story, start to finish, and thought it'd be a blast to put it into words. Other than the violent and morbid aspects, this story is suitable for children. Aside from the vocabulary, that is. I will avoid the temptation to have any cursing, sexuality, or gore. Excessive gore, I suppose - it is a dungeon story, after all. I’ll do a little research from time to time, but this story will not have a great deal of rigor. I’ve made Amy’s knowledge comparable to my own for that reason. There’s a few things she knows more about than I do, and a few things that she knows less about. Unlike me, she doesn’t have access to Google - it’s a non issue for her to be more knowledgeable than me, on occasion :P This story does not use the same magic system that I’ve used in either Sorcery in Boston or A Summoner’s Confession. This one is mostly intention based, and designed to be easier access for people who are more used to the idea of, “It’s magic, therefore it works” kind of thinking. Do note that Amy is, in most senses of the term, overpowered. This goes along with the usual dungeon core stories. She’s not more powerful than other dungeons per se, but she does have knowledge and intelligence that puts them to shame. I thought about doing this in a LitRPG style, but systems take balance, and I wanted this to be pure fun to write.This story was inspired from a few sources. Despite the title, it wasn’t really inspired by Of Mice and Men, though some of the themes match. Rather, I’ve taken inspiration from a few dungeon core novels on Royal Road Legends for the main idea. Many conventions of dungeon core stories have been perverted from the genre, however. I’ve taken my usual science-loving self to town to play around with the powers, and I can only hope you have half as much fun reading this as I have had writing it.
8 89 - In Serial7 Chapters
Age of Blackstone - The Spawn of Apophis
When an elven princess is kidnapped, Blackstone finds himself aligning a mission of rescue with a bloody pursuit of vengeance. Can the stoic armored adventurer save the young royal from a horrid fate at the scaled clutches of the Spawn of Apophis?
8 237 - In Serial46 Chapters
NEWDIE STEADSLAW Part I
NEWDIE STEADSLAW is a randomized array of Chekhov's red herrings, non sequitors ex machina, run-on sentences, and em dashes—so many em dashes. It's like if the Bible and Shakespeare had a baby that they surrendered to foster care, then it got adopted by Alice in Wonderland and Dr. Seuss—the books, not the people—and then the baby fell down the stairs. In this metaphor, the stairs wrote the story. Part I is the tale of the adventures of Traycup and Roby as they try to hold down a job inside the hollow Earth—a place made possible thanks to the secret science of embargoed relativity—and they get distracted by dancing foxes, a giant's record collection, and something with a train, I think. It's a work of fiction—although to call it work seems insulting to, y'know, actual work—but the fiction label is apt, so, y'know, that's a win. Half the words are made up, and the other half are embarrassed to be seen with them. Part I is complete.
8 204 - In Serial6 Chapters
Nend Ardhon Chronicles
In a future not so far away, a young female pilot was flying back to her home Planet transporting the junior team of Chess, that was returning victorious from a Galaxy tournament.Upon being hit by a small meteorite, she had to do an emergency landing on a moon of a desertic Planet. With all her effort and resolution, she managed to land everyone safely, except for her. A huge chunk of metal was stuck on her chest and the team’s Teacher held her hand on her last breath.When she woke up, she was surrounded by darkness. Reaching out with her hands, she felt a surface that she scratched. A hole opened, that she made bigger and bigger. Around her, water everywhere. In front of her, was a big smiling Dragon. That was when the young pilot noticed that she was reborn with claws and a tail. She was now a Water-Dragon. The chock of the events that followed her exit from the egg, blocked her former life memories.Join Byia Calla on her new life as a Water-Dragon. Will her memories help her in her new life? Or will they become a burden too difficult to endure?
8 125 - In Serial16 Chapters
Beast Master, The Makings of a Monster Master.
A young man tries to find family in a video game-like world. After, earth is invaded by monsters, all while trying to overcome his social anxiety. This is a fanfiction within takes place in Completionist Chronicles by Dakota Krout. This Story takes place begins around Books 3-4. I'm not affiliated with Mountaindale Press in any way, nor I will gain no monetary profit from this work. Any and all rights and credits are reserved for and deserved by its original creators. Please go support or check out the wonderful people there.
8 99 - In Serial32 Chapters
Fake Dating the Bad Boy
Highest rank in teen fiction #7Highest rank in #boyfriend #2Started 28th August 2016 COMPLETED 8th January 2017Not edited(update - I wrote this book when I was 14/15 so I do apologise for any misspelling or mistakes in the book)Olivia Valentine wants revenge on her ex boyfriend, Aaron Black, who cheated on her with, as Liv would like to call her, the blonde haired bimbo who is only popular for her fake boobs, and what better way to get revenge than to date the one and only Cole Williams, the hot school bad boy, who girls swoon over and who Aaron Black just happens to envy. Oh fake date that is.Olivia Valentine, the girl who isn't labeled, by which I mean she is not called the nerd, the slut, the normal student, nor is she the most popular girl in the school, she is just Liv. Many boys fancy her, whilst many girls envy her. Olivia Valentine has it all, the pretty looks, the long silky hair and an extremely rich mother, despite all this, she is most definitely not a horrible, snobby, stuck-up cow, if anything, she is the exact opposite.Okay, so now add Cole Williams into the picture. Cole Williams, the one who is definitely labeled, the one labeled as the hot school bad boy. He practically has every girl just dropping at his feet and he is constantly getting into fights with other jocks. Like Liv, he also comes from a rich family, which is probably one of the reasons why he is an arrogant, cocky, self-obsessed hottie. But deep down he might just have a heart of gold.Liv and Cole have never really spoken because of Aaron, but surely when it comes to getting revenge on Aaron Black, the two can make Parties, high school drama, fights, kisses, cat fights.Your classic teen fiction.
8 103

