《The legend of the sun guild.》Chapter 21 legend of the sun guild
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So I saved him. And yet they called me a monster. And yet he begged for death. I saved him. It only cost the lives of 13 others to do so. A small price to pay for the thousands that would be saved. And yet the church never allowed my ‘ cure to be made public and on that day for the first time in my life. They called me a witch. But all I did was save him. Just like he beg. Oh god save me he said. Was it wrong because I wasn’t god or because I was only 16 at the time. As I got older I unfortunately came to understand why they rejected my ‘cure’. See that day I invented necromancy a new schools of magic. You know maybe thing would have been different if he never ask for my help.
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I laid their thinking. What does my soul look like? And also does size really matter? I know those question seem to be completely unrelated but you would be surprised. See not long after I made the contact with the book I blanked out and after coming too was surprised to hear a new voice. That’s right just like I through.
“ woooooow you soul is fucking weak. And it’s so small he he but mainly why the Fuck does it look like that. Who the fuck been playing around with this thing.”
A small and provocative voice buzzed in my head as my newest tenant made herself at home. It seemed to dance around her new home. She also seem to find great joy pointing out the oudites of my soul… and it’s small size. No I shouldn’t jump to conclusions maybe a small soul is more powerful compared to larger and weaker one.
“ Holy shit it’s bigger on the inside. That’s like amazing ” The grimoire
Oh thank god I was starting to build a complex about my soul size.
“What the fuck. why is their a couch here…. is this a living room. Oh and there's the bedroom”
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Huh what?
“ ho what’s this I and E forever is carved into the woodwork”
Huh what?
“ ha ha ha ha theirs like this giant 30 by 30 meter picture of your face but it’s like, holding a flower in mouth and the words I love you Icarus my beloved companion written in big pink words. Honestly what the fuck is this place.
It’s a bit scary half this place is like a puzzle and the over half looks like the home of some newly weds. Or your a giant narcissistic. Your not a narcissistic are you?”
Seemed it’s my turn to talk now.
“No, I’m not I don’t think”
Well what else was I supposed to say.
“ Really that’s a suspicious way of saying it. So well... I don’t judge. Don’t worry you can tell me all your secrets I won’t judge.”
“ Is that so”
“ yes so don’t worry I’m all ears”
“ ok I have one secret I was keeping from you”
“ what you can’t do that you know like we're now like part of the same being so like it’s like bad to keep secrets from me because I’m like part you now so it’s like bad to keep secrets from yourself.”
“ is that so”
“ why yes it is”
“ ok here is my secret”
What I assume was the sound of thick heavy breathing followed. When I thought she reach the maximum in her anticipation I informed her of my secret.
“ I’m being to regret letting you into my head”
“Whaaaaaat why would you think hearing the great me to be anything less than your greatest accomplishment ever! I don’t understand! ”
“ well for a start why are all the pages in the book blank. Second what happened to the techniques that I came to learn just moments ago. Why did all that new knowledge just vanish. And at the same you started talking” it’s true either this is all some elaborate prank or a waste of time. It’s probably my sisters doing. I’m sure it’s her fault. Hmmmm.
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The voice that shall be name Icarus the third until further notice had the answer I sought.
“ Well it like this your soul is currently to weak. Like it’s extremely broken. See a soul should reflect you but your soul been tampered with like ah like really badly to the point that I would declare you dead. A I’m a grimoire. I will assume you don’t know what that means.” Said Icarus the third
She right I don’t know what that means. There was a pause. She didn’t say anything for awhile.
“Aren't you gonna tell me what a grimoire is?” Erick
“ oh see first you need to give me permission to”
“Is that so well then ok” Erick
What sounded like a crack and once more I curled up in pain.
“ why?” Erick
“ you should understand why? Correct”
The pain continue for a few minutes but then it stopped and I did. It a weird feeling to just know something after not knowing but I now understand.
“ So a grimoire takes soul strength and then they inscribe knowledge into the soul. The reason my knowledge was taken away was because I didn’t have enough soul strength to survive the initial inscription.”
“Yep”
“ so you're useless to me”
“ nope”
“ why?”
“ because you have just enough soul strength to buy one piece of the victors legacy. And that has the ability to improve your souls strength.”
“Is that so?”
“Is that so? What the Fuck do you mean is that so do you not understand just how fucking hysterical my words just fuck were a fucking soul cultivation technique. In fact the only soul cultivation technique in existence mind you. I’m literally the only fucking thing in existence that can give you this fucking like insane technique that is so amazing that even fate attempted to kill me because I’m so fucking overpowered. So yes I’m amazing even more than you could possibly control to believe.”
“Is that so”
“What the fuck did I just say Erick… I’m fucking great ok just know that I’m just fucking great. Oh my I’m so hmmm ahh ahh ”
“So this technique how do I acquire it”
“Oh right you. That’s pretty simple you just need to ask for it. Although there are safety measures inside me you are now my master so you can override them but you just need to be careful you could still die if you fuck around here ok.”
“... how am I supposed to ask for it if I don’t know what ‘It’ is”
“ Oh your right let me bring up a list of the things you can get right now you have enough soul power for like two… maybe.”
“ two”
“ yes just fucking two ok that’s it besides how long did it take you to get your soul power how old are you anyway”
“ over 3000”
“ Fuck your over 3000 and you can only get two arrrrrrrr ok no that great so if I may make a suggestion get calculate and… the path of the victor. Also you can’t afford anything with sword in its name right now plus you already bought me the grimoire so there's that.”
Mid way through here talking word began to appear before me.
The doors gift.
The victors legacy
The path of the victors sword( the grimoire)
The path of the victor (soul cultivation techniques
The swords path to victory( sword based martial arts)
The swords path of victory( sword techniques)
The heart of the victor( soul cultivation technique/mana cultivation technique/ void cultivation techniques)
The magic of the victor( mana cultivation technique)
The shadow of the victor( void energy cultivation techniques)
Calculate(I see all. I know all. The ability to learn techniques after seeing them once. The ability to predict the future only a few seconds ahead)
Alteration magic. ( unique spell)
Soul power level 1
mana level 6
void level 9
blood levels ( full )
Psychical level 10 half step divinity.
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