《Life of the dark god》Chapter 2 the 3rd year
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The children which I started calling villagers, which fit perfectly because they called me leader, teacher, big brother, etc. sat around me and listened to my story carefully. I told them about how I ran away from home, my first encounter with Kylie, our time in the guild together. When I started talking about what happened at the island, they first looked like they understood how I came here, and then when I talked about my battle and how I lost Kylie, they were silently listening. Carefully not to miss any of my words. I found it funny but when I reached the end of my story and sighed depressed, all the children around me started crying and tried to comfort me.
When they finally stopped crying, I came to the important part. I told them my plans of leaving in one year and had to prepare them for that. When they heard that, they all were down and almost lost their hopes again but I succeeded comforting them by telling them that I would come back as often as possible and won’t leave them. To support that, I showed them my school invitation and said that I needed to meet someone there. They understood my reasoning and were happy that I wouldn’t abandon them.
After 2 whole years on my island and experimenting with magic I had my biggest breakthrough. After painstakingly combining magic system with magic system and repeat again, I was seriously able to “break through”. I was able to break my own guild card.
Name
Hikaru
Race
God
Unique Ability
Darkness, Sword of Dominance, Magic, Control
That was all. I have never heard of anything like that and I searched for a way to turn it back for hours. At least I knew what the cause for it was. I was able to master a lot more magic systems then before. I called every type of magic a magic system because every time I would use a different kind of magic, it felt like completely different energy. After creating a lot of systems, Magic showed up in the column of unique ability.
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When I started to look further into magic and tried to understand how it works, I realised, that chanting or preparing for a spell were totally unnecessary steps for the usage of magic. It is only a way to keep yourself focused or to remember the feeling of how the mana had to flow. But the only thing necessary for using magic was your fantasy and control over mana, everything else was useless. With that thought, I invented instant casting and my last unique ability control.
Control means the mastery over a magic system and using it how you will it to. For example when I first used my black mana and beheaded the enemy, I was only thinking about what my magic should look like. Same method for the unique ability control. At least I had an even easier time beating my enemies when those two abilities broke my guild card.
Days became weeks, weeks became months. The 2nd year flew by in an instant because I had lots of fun with the villagers and my pets. I would have needed to leave for the Academy then but I haven’t been thinking about that at all. So in the 3rd year of living on my island, I started to teach the inhabitants of my island magic, for self-defence, cooking for their everyday survival and other important stuff. Even though I said cooking it was basically only me showing them which fruits they can eat or how they can mix its flavour with berries or similar stuff to match their tastes. I actually had no idea how to cook but they believed it was called like that because I said so. They believed in me that much. Later I explained it though.
Most of them were terrible at magic. I couldn’t get too mad at them because first of all they were only kids and were even slaves before so reading and writing was new land for them and second, most of them were beastmen which are famous for having the least amount of talent for magic, or at least that was something I heard from the adventurers which used them as baits before they died.
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I have never taught someone something in my life before and was really bad at the beginning. I told them how I learned it, how I understood it, how I used magic, but after seeing that they made little to no progress, I knew I had to change my methods of teaching. Because I failed to teach them, I planned to stop training them in magic for a while and wanted to solely focus on how they could survive without me.
When I told them that, they apologized for being incompetent or bad or something like that, which made me depressed so I explained that it was my fault for being a bad teacher. Before we started our survival training though, Sepp, one of the youngest kids and also one of the few who understood a little bit of the basic magic, which I wanted to teach them, said a rather simple but at the same time profound thing.
“When you go away why don’t you just use magic to come back to us when we have problems and need help?”(Sepp)
I have never thought about convenient ways to use magic, only how I could use it in an actual battle but those few childish words woke me up. It was a brilliant idea to create something to travel over a far distance. I already had a short distance travel spell for fleeing from a fight or closing a distance for a surprise attack. I created Teleportation with Space magic to move from one point to another in an instant. The problem was that Teleportation is really exhausting and is only possible in my field of vision. So when I am far away at the academy it would be impossible to use it to come back. I had to think of some other way.
Because I had a really deep understanding in magic and the unique ability control, creating such a kind of long distance spell wouldn’t be the problem. The challenging part was to think of a way to minimize my mana output when I travel such a distance. If my villagers needed my help against an enemy and I would arrive here with no mana left than everything would be useless.
It was hard but I eventually stopped thinking about it shortly after I began because there would eventually come a way to my mind, but I had to focus on training them first. I had another understanding because of that single sentence. If I wanted to teach something, it wasn’t good if I explained how I understood it, it would be much better if I explain it in the easiest way there is to explain. I was born as a God and understood everything which I put my mind into it because I didn’t have to worry about survival, but they were different. They had to fight for their food every day. They didn’t have a childhood and no one to teach them anything. It was all my fault in trying to teach them something which they couldn’t be able to understand.
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