《The Darkness that Follows》Chapter 8: Worm in a Book Part 1
Advertisement
Day 3:
On my way to Tillett’s this morning I was worried about the spell I was planning on making.
Mostly because I had no idea what to do!
The only person I know who can do spells is Zillah and if I ask her I have to explain myself. So that isn’t plausible.
I suppose I can try to do it myself? But if I look at past experience it took me months applying mind materialization and that was after I had an idea about what I was trying to do and now I have to make a spell in 4 days?!
My only option is to go to town and try to find a spell already created. The problem with that is the fact I’m supposed to go to Tillett’s every day to battle. He doesn’t really seem like the type to let you run off after an agreement made.
Well maybe if I ask nicely?!
*************************************************************************************************************************************
I arrive at Tillett’s house climbing up his front steps leading to his wooden door I promptly knock twice and then let myself in, as I walk in Tillett has a surprised expression as if he’s asking, “why are you here?”
Before I can explain my intent to Tillett Nala pounces on me, this has become our way of greeting each other so I am not afraid to use my hind legs to flip her on her back. As I finally raise to my feet I give her a gentle scratch behind her right ear and head towards the table. Situating myself directly in front of Tillett I decided this is the only time to ask!
What’s the worst that can happen?
staring intently “Tillett I would like the option to not battle today, I would like a day or even possibly two to prepare for our final battle. I know that is not what we initially set up, but I will ask you none the less.”
Advertisement
What is this kid made of? He walks in here with no hints of fear. All the while MY familiar is rubbing against him like she is some feeble cat? Do you even know how long it took me to get to that point?? Although I dont want to say yes, it seems like it must be pretty important for Neo to walk in here and ask.
With some resistance I answer “Ugh...yes that is fine. May I ask why you want the day off?” I sigh.
“W-ell um-m you s-ee....” Neo’s stuttering as his eyes fell to the table.
“Alright alright you don’t have to tell me. Just go, taking a day to rest it is also important.” While shoving him out of my house in the process.
*************************************************************************************************************************************
YES! Tillett let me go, I was not expecting that at all! I was really ready to beg if it came down to it.
It was still early as the sun had barely risen as I headed towards my destination…. town.
Straight towards the library’s even more specifically the restricted section.
By the time I finally reached the town it was early morning and people in the village were starting to wake. The village I live in isn’t very big so if anyone sees me, I can almost guarantee mother will know about it. Seeing as I’m supposed to be fixing our door at the wood workers place there would be no navigating out of this if I’m caught.
With this in mind I quickly make it to the library unseen, I slip in through the doors quite easily. The first floor is all basic knowledge and even this information is hard for me to get from my tyrant mother.
However, I know to truly fight Tillett it can’t just be any spell, so the restricted section here I come! I ascent to the second floor and immediately see what looks to be a golem.
Advertisement
The kids of the town have told me stories of the golem they say he becomes activated once a book is removed from the shelf or if the person entering the second floor has malice intent.
It’s completely taboo for anyone in the village to go into the second floor without permission so they have never needed anything more. Well there is a first for everything, guess I’ll be the one to break this taboo ha... ha...
God I’m so dead if I’m caught.
I take a deep breath while thinking happy thoughts of the village, don’t need this golem feeling any “malice intent”. As I walk past the golem he only seems to be nothing more than a couple of stones.
Why was I even worried? The village kids must have made this up!
Once I pass the stones or better yet the “golem” I am immediately overwhelmed by the number of books that lay before me. Seeing rows upon rows with the shelves almost touching the ceiling, this place is a maze! Am I even still in the villages library?
how am I supposed to find the right spell in these books?? I can’t risk picking a book up and it being a defense spell. I need an attack spell!
As that thought goes through my head something catches my eye in one of the rows I’m walking past. I glance around making sure no one can see me and slowly make my way over to the shelf I have spotted. What caught my eye is a book that has all of mother nature’s blessings intertwined. The book itself seem to be made with exquisite leather with intricate carvings that have wrapped the entire book. As I was about to touch it, I swear I saw it start to glow!
Rubbing my eyes because I must be going mad, I glance up again but sure enough the book is glowing! Mesmerized I feel inclined to reach out and touch it, but instead of being able to take hold of the book the entire book instantly disappears.
Am I fucking hallucinating?! Where did that book go??
As I calmed down enough to come to my senses I immediately became fearful that the golem is going to be activated!
Well looks like I’m just going to have to grab and go! At the moment I was about snatch a random book and make a run for it I heard a very familiar voice come up from behind.
“Well it’s been quite a while huh...young seedling? Imagine my surprise when I spotted a face like yours in the restricted section? Mind explaining it to an old man like me?”
I slowly turned around but before I saw him I already knew who it was “W-e-ll hello chief, how…have you been?”
Grimacing because I have been seen by the worst person possible.
Advertisement
- In Serial47 Chapters
Joie de Vivre
A modern man chased immortality and found it. In a mixture of good and bad luck, he was re-born as part of the Uzumaki clan from the Naruto-verse, some few years before their scheduled destruction. But if Daichi were the sort to allow a little thing like fate to get in his way, he'd never have survived in the first place. Dedicated, intelligent, chock full of ideas from a technologically advanced society, and perfectly willing to scorch the earth, he sets out to avert history. Can he avert canon, save the Uzumaki, and forge his people into a mighty nation? Or will he fail, dooming his clan to extinction? At the end of the day, all he wants is a good life. And considering even Death itself didn't stop him, he pities whoever gets in his way. ================== Tags: Naruto, Reincarnation, OC, eventual multi-cross. ================== Author's (Brief) Note: Back by popular demand. This was my first significant fanfic (and fic in general). I wasn't happy with the writing as time went on, and took it down, but years later am still getting requests to put it back up so I guess some people liked it. Newly re-released as I finish some minor editing, there are about 100,000 words (~360 RRL pages) already written, so releases should be fast until I catch up with the backlog. That said, it may languish in hiatus at that point if the interest isn't high enough to merit continuing, so if you're the type to only read finished stories (or ones where the author promises to do so), I am very specifically not promising that. On the other hand, if enough people read, like, review, comment, rate, etc. then it will get added to my writing schedule. Generally, the character is based on a “how badass could someone who hasn't done ridiculously crazy shit be? Or, how does someone with the potential, in another setting, with a lot of luck, to be a badass act and develop as a modern, productive member of society? And then how would they deal with the Naruto-verse?” Please, please do not judge my writing by this. Unless you really like it, in which case fine, do, but recognize my other writing is likely better (unless it’s that one MTG/ASoIaF/SW fic I did over on SB as a speed-writing experiment, which is also pretty terrible).
8 270 - In Serial48 Chapters
Nameless
All their life they have waited for their heroes, waiting to be liberated from their shackles. They survived on the hope of new dawn until that very hope twisted them, made them somewhat less than humans. Their words became their curse, chaining them to their masters for 8000 years. They are called Nameless.This is the story of hope, of treachery and of sacrifice.
8 265 - In Serial17 Chapters
The Empty Hourglass
Aleister is a scion of the noble House Belmont. Or, at least he was before a civil war broke out in the Vallonian Empire. As a child, he witnessed the destruction of his clan and was forced to chase safety. His stints, as a prisoner of war combined with the trauma, stressed his already weak heart. Seven years later, he lives comfortably as an adopted child in the village of Stillside. However, reading palms and tarot cards to glimpse into his future can only get him so far. Now, it's time for him to take fate into his own hands with the only way he knows how. A demonic ritual. Western progression fantasy. Release Schedule: [Daily] [12 pm ET] [~2000 words] [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]
8 115 - In Serial20 Chapters
Super Realm
The old man shook his head. “Thinking a single human can accomplish more than a nation, what do they teach these kids in school?”The corner of Luo Si’s mouth hooked up a bit. “Like an archer that sees a fire lance for the first time. Ignorant towards the inevitable, since he has never witnessed its true might. A new era is about to begin...as well as the end.”
8 241 - In Serial9 Chapters
The Demon And The Sword
A LitWuxia story: After a crushing defeat, the Demon Sects have scattered and the Orthodox Sects dominate the Martial Arts World. Peace is shattered, however, when the Demon King Ma Biao unites the Demon Sects and seems poised to challenge the Orthodox Sects. Qiang Feng, an amnesiac young student at Qingxao Sect, may be the only hope of the Orthodox Sects but his past will come back to haunt him. The cover art was painted by 'JohannaK'.
8 199 - In Serial61 Chapters
Midnight Lullabies
Perhaps someday these words will make up for the bloodshot eyes and sleepless nights. [H.R: #13 in Poetry] beautiful cover by: @-averagesky
8 211

