*Yawn* Another boring day trapped in the same boring cell with the same damn problems. Or, well, it would be, if I hadn't happened to notice something interesting sitting next to the door. A little package that is either a rectangular box, or a book. As I slowly unwrap it, a letter falls out. I ignore that for now, as I'm too stunned by what the title says. FUCK YES, Beginners Guide to Enchanting. Hell yeah, I'm definitely getting out of this fuck-hole now. But first, lets take a look at the letter. It reads, Dear Justin, I'm sorry that I betrayed you, but I didn't have any other choice. The money was just too damn good. Maybe in the future you'll learn to enjoy your new life, who knows, maybe one day I can visit you. Anyways, enjoy the book, be a good lad, and remember, it's not personal.

I read and re-read and re-re-read the damn letter over and over again. I read it until I start mocking his voice as in my head as I read it. "Nothing personal" Sure, imprisoning someone and making them become a mana factory "Isn't personal". Yeah, and when Brutus stabbed Caesar it wasn't personal either. Just two lads at opposing ends of the spectrum, nothing personal about this shit. *Hint, Hint, SARCASM*

If I ever see that weasel-faced son of a bitch again, I'm going to skull fuck him. I'm going to beat his brains into a bloody pulp. I'm going to find out if he has a sister, then I'm going to get them both completely hammered. After that I'll make them fuck each other and leave them locked in a room somewhere with no food or water, living with their guilt until the day they starve to death. Yeah, fucked up shit.

It occurs to me that being incarcerated may not have the best effect on my mental wll being. Perhaps I'm a bit hysterical at this point. Maybe, you could even call me a little loony. That wouldn't be politically correct now though would it? I prefer the term sanity challenged. Use my pronouns or I'll SUE your ass!

We may be getting off topic here, lets focus on the important issues. Issue one, I need to get the hell out of here before I develop stockholm syndrome or go completely fucking nutters. Issue two, I need to shank a bitch, a bitch named Vekel. Issue three, I need to think of a way to make cash on the outside once I'm out, but I think enchanting might just be my ticket.

I read through the book and to summarize, it states: Enchanting is a fine art to only be attempted by those who have a firm grasp upon mana manipulation. Enchanting is the act of placing a known spell upon a mana crystal or object. Placing the enchantment upon an object allows you to feed the enchantment using a direct source of mana or if you are skilled, will allow it to draw in ambient mana from your surroundings. These are popular as lamps, cooling boxes, etc. The ambient mana in any given place varies widely, and should be measured before making said enchantments. Using a mana crystal for enchantments is a bit trickier, you muse make both a large enough mana crystal to inscribe the sigil upon, but at the same time it needs to be compressed enough to put out enough energy for a spell. These types of enchantments are generally popular for one use spells. These spells include but are not limited to fireball, barrier, explosion.

I damn near drop the book I'm so excited. EXPLOSION BABY, BOOM BOOM BOOM! I'm getting out of this fuck hole, all I need to do is figure out how to make an explosion. As I wrack my brain I'm reminded of what I managed to pull off last night. Last night I was able to compress the water from my bucket. What is an explosion but a bunch of fire going off at once? If I can use the exact same technique in order to to contain a bit of fire, and compress it to it's breaking point... Eureka motherfuckers, and to think, my father told me physics wouldn't be useful in real life.

So in conclusion, I need to master these sigils. They seem complex, but hey, I've got nothing but time, and I'm sure as hell motivated. I'll need to practice containing and compressing water, I'm hoping that once I've got that down I'll be able to translate that to fire magic. Once I understand the concept a bit better, I'll be able to make my mana crystals, inscribe them with the correct sigils, and have me some magical grenades. Fuck me if that doesn't sound like a damn skippy good plan. And on that note, I need to rest, tomorrow is looking bright though.

*note to self* Maybe I'll let Vekel have a quick painless death, he did help me out after all.