《ES Modern Dungeon》I bent Elements to my Will!
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I awoke to the good old landscape of void that is beads zipping around doing their own thing while I was just drifting aimlessly, after a while I noticed that I actually have a body. Seems like the System’s skill was working well. Status
Current status unavailable due to the lack of System presence in the location
Name: Josh Dungeon
Race: Mobile Sapient Dungeon
Age: N/A
Level: N/A
Active Abilities
Mana Manipulation = Level 10/100 = Ability of a dungeon to exercise their will on to the surroundings by the use of mana. (This ability is diminished by a soul split due to previous knowledge It will be easier for it to rise up to level 6)
Life Manipulation & Knowledge = Level 100/1000 = This ability is a compound of 2 previous ones [Life Manipulation & Knowledge] and [Basic body modification efficiency] The resulting ability doesn’t differ from the previous ones. The soul split was nullified by a level of passive soul shielding and strengthening.
Mana Invocation = Level 10/100 = Infuse your voice with mana to create custom spells with various effects. Duration, damage and range is based on knowledge about desired effect and Mana Manipulation Level.
Passive Abilities
Life to Mana Generation = Level MAX = Ability that allows the dungeon to recharge and expand capacity of mana by making a biodiverse ecosystem, the more rich the environment of the dungeon the higher mana capacity and recharge rate. (Currently unavailable due to not having a dungeon set up)
Basic Harvesting = Level 1/100 = Grants user innate knowledge about harvesting resources, due to lack of specialization this skill is weaker than its specialized counterpart because it grants more widespread knowledge. To advance it, the user has to learn on his own or offer system books or knowledge of other individuals about each and every resource harvest method. If the user decides to advance without offering knowledge about every single resource the skill will gain minor specialization.
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Soul Shielding and Strengthening = Level 50/100 = User soul is passively strengthened and shielded from soul attacks and corrosion attacks, this skill levels up through constant use. First threshold reached, do you want to evolve the skill which will disable it until the connection with System’s dimension is secured.
Immunity to Major Aliments = Level N/A = Due to not being fully integrated, user won’t be able to get any major aliment even if it’s a good one...
Otherworldly Knowledge = Level N/A = Due to your feat and absorption of the processing unit of alien civilization, the user is able to remember anything from his previous life.
Processing Unit A#$a = Level N/A = Due to absorption of a processing unit user is able to leave micromanaging of a dungeon to it, beware the processing unit won’t change anything even in the place of danger. It will just repeat given instructions over and over again. Caution is advised.
Current Mana capacity = 1000/1000 units
Current Mana Recharge Rate = 30 units/20 minutes (1 unit/20 minutes without the enchantments and mana rich location)
Current Mana usage by dungeon dwellers = N/A
Current passive upkeep for Soul shielding 88.7 units/hour (Due to constant increase in level of the ability the upkeep is getting lower)
Estimated time to recharge full capacity from 0 is 11 hours and 30 minutes with enchantments working and without moving away from this localization (only an approximation)
Well that’s a lot. It's nice to see a longer list but I feel like this would soon get annoying with my current pace of getting abilities. Wait this void or whatever is mana rich location? And my effective recharcharge rate according to the system is about 1.3 units/hour but it doesn’t update anymore so it might be higher then it says.
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Okay even though the skill says that my voice becomes filled with mana or whatever but what about my inner voice, what about my thoughts after all voice is just vibrations in the air. Frequency of those vibrations changes the tone and the force behind each vibration changes how loud we are. Theoretically it should be possible to make a string or thin blanket of mana and vibrate it to create words. Because I fucking doubt I’m able to breathe or talk here.
The system’s widget clock still worked although sometimes it slowed or went faster than normal but I attributed this to the shifting tides of mana here or different dimensions leaking their laws of time a little and affecting me when they zipped past me.
Mana manipulation in this place was both easy and hard, since the place was so full of it my attempts didn’t waste too much mana since whenever it was spent on weaving the blanket or moving it the mana around me instantly filled the location where my mana disappeared. The real pain was grabbing that foreign mana while staying focused and weaving it into my design.
After what felt like eternity I made the blanket of pure mana, my status didn’t show any changes. But I felt them, it became really easy to make any sort of construct with mana. But having already made a blanket to level my Mana invocation skill and get abilities I thought it would be a waste to just discard it and do it with Mana manipulation.
So I chanted using mana as the extent of my voice.
Slumbering peaceful yet dangerous,
Plentifull yet barren,
Gaia’s embrace is warm yet cold,
Soothing yet enraging,
The primal Fear of rumbling earth
The primal Joy of field full of crops
The primal Creation of planets
Converge into one!
Elusive yet playful,
Eroding Earth yet moving it to new places,
The Anemoi rage is unavoidable,
Yet they bless us with the miracle of life.
The primal Joy of newborns breathing
The Primal Fear of Potent tornadoes and solar storms
The primal Creation of stars
Converge into one!
Warm and hot
Kindling happily
Exploding when not careful
Neutral yet the most needed
Alone yet without it life doesn’t exist
The primal Creation of Gravitational Fusion
The Primal Creation of the Elements that allow us to live
Converge into One!
Cold and beautiful
The source of life
And the end of it
The endless cycle
The Joy of finding oasis in the wasteland
The Fear of Tsunami
The Primal Creation of carbon based life forms
Converge into One!
From Air to Fire
From Fire to Earth and Water
From Hydrogen to Oxygen
From Hydrogen to Other Elements!
Elements Heed My Call!
Converge into one!
Join the endless cycle that started at the birth of the universe!
Gravity the force of attraction caused by mass!
Space the law that allows us to exist!
Time the law that allows us to feel, to be born to die and return our elements back into the cycle!
CONVERGE INTO ONE!
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