《Gary the Mimic》Ch.11 new gem
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Pov : gemsmith Opal
Taking a sip from my tea I enjoy the morning sun. That is until I got an urgent request from a dear friend.
"*sigh* let me guess you want me to fix the gem which is impossible."
"But it's urgent I even have a note fr-"
"From grale right? If it's a monster then a soul transfer needs to be done with a new gem."
I haven't even heard of monsters in gems, the most I heard about is golems.
"This will take some time so go find a mage who can and do you have the other peace."
She reaches into her bag and pulls out a small piece that's a lot dimmer then hands it to me.
"I'll be on my way."
Once gone I sit back and place the gem on the table. Beginning to relax I reach for my tea. I was about to take a sip but it was gone. I think I just finished it and I get work. The gem has a lot of symbols carved on and through it all connected by a line. The task is going to be very hard and long.
I began by drawing the symbols, filling out three pages then I began on another sheet puting what symbols connected to each other. I looked over my work multiple times to make sure there was no mistake. That's how the first week went. Then I began to plan out how to make this work. I clearly can't do this in one gem but multiple gems connected with the magnitr symbol could work. When I started this process my food disappeared, it started small but slowly it grew. From bread to sweets. It took over a week to get the gems carved then I started to put them together. By this time my temper was getting worse from food disappearing and the work being hard. Now that I finished the gem I only had to wait for the wizard. This took a while so the rest of my time was spent relaxing and enjoying the day.
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"Hello, is this Opal? I'm here for the soul transfer."
"Ah yes, come right in."
Two people walked in, one was holding a small chest with a gem slot in it and the other was in leather armor. They got right to work. The person measured the gem and filed down the slot. This made my job easier. After some work they had me slot it in then began the transfer. He was about to begin it inside but a hard hit to the head made them stop. We moved outside then the transfer began. From the small cracked gem glowed a light then the other gem as well. After a few moments the chest moved. It sprouted legs from bugs, ears from a wolf and gem-like eyes. The look of it was horrifying.
Pov change : Gary
Ah it feels nice to have a body again.
"Connected back to the system. Due to gem change skills will be connected to body parts. Due to an extra connection. Any skill that is connected will have a star and say what part."
Ah, I missed that voice. But already giving me a punishment from being reclis. Oh well at least I got to eat a bunch of stuff.
I look around and find three people in front of me.
A guy in leather armor pointed a rod at me. Well the girl that had the terror aura stoped him. A girl stood in the back with a surprised look. The whole scene felt weird but that's not important. What is, is finding out who gave me the food. I couldn't tell who gave me the food so I scratched thank you for the food in the dirt. The girl in back gave a smile which turned annoyed.
"So you were the one who stole my food!"
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She started to chase me around until the one girl stopped her. First impression was ruff but at least I can move now. But the want to get stronger is still there and I feel something pulling at me to go back. I quickly scratch into the dirt.
"Can I go back to the dungeon?"
They all stop and the girl gives a nod.
"Yea follow me."
The other two give their goodbyes to the girl. Then we start to move through a village.
"I'm Alice, sorry about the first time we met."
I can't give a response but she continues to talk.
"Oh before you can go back to the dungeon Grale wants to meet with you. He's the person who takes care of the dungeons."
We enter a barracks and travel down a hall until we reach an office. A man sits at a desk that's cluttered with paper. He puts down a quill and gives a smile.
"Hi, I'm Grale. I would like to ask a few questions. If you don't mind making a mental connection between me and them."
"Testing testing can you both hear me."
"Yes."
"Yes but can I have some snacks?"
"Yes after the meeting. What is your name and species?"
"Gary, my species is a mimic."
"Do you feel a connection with the dungeon? If so, how much?"
"I think It talked to me?"
"Last one, can you use magic and what kind?"
This question had a bit of worry in the tone.
"Yes but I'd prefer not to say."
Now with the questions done I get snacks. He gives a nod and then pain and darkness. I was still conscious but I couldn't move or use magic. All my senses were gone I couldn't even feel. Slowly my sense was regained and I could use magic. When I got a chance to make eyes I was back in the dungeon with a bowl of fruit by me. My surroundings were the same as when I fought the crock. I took a moment to enjoy the fruit, each one was sweet. When finished I started traveling to another area.
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