《World Keeper》Chapter 888: A Ray Of Hope
Advertisement
Perhaps unsurprisingly, Tsubaki’s first attempt at her Trial of Blood did not go as well as she had hoped. Two days into her trial, she was beset by serpents that burrowed into the hollow she had carved for herself in a large tree. She fought rather valiantly, killing the majority of the creatures with the broken spike that she had acquired. Unfortunately, several of them had managed to bite her before that point.
Without any knowledge of the antivenoms required to cure herself, there was little she could do but allow her body to give way under the assault of the last few serpents. She took a deep breath once she was back in that black void, closing her eyes to compose herself. “Delete the character and load up the next area.”
Fifi hesitated for a brief moment, having seen how much work Tsubaki put into her previous attempt. Still, this was her request, and so Fifi carried it out. Once Tsubaki was off to her new destination, an abandoned island on the frontier of a savage empire, Fifi decided she needed to better prepare herself.
Opening up her contact list, she sent a message to an old friend. “Vivi, are you free?” She asked once she felt the call connecting. She knew that this Vivi was the same one that she had briefly met before coming to this world, but she had already spoken to her a few times.
“Of course.” Vivi’s voice came back through the connection. “Is there something that I can help you with, sister?”
“It’s…” Fifi bit her lip, glancing to the spot where Tsubaki had previously stood. “It’s about the Keeper’s assistant, Tsubaki. She is attempting to undergo some form of trial, and I wish to get your advice. Apparently, she did the same thing in Vision Expanse?”
“Ahh, her Trial of Blood.” Fifi could hear the wry chuckle from Vivi on the other end. “Yes, I remember that well. It was right after the game was released, too. Let me guess, she asked for no equipment, no power, and to be sent somewhere with no realistic hope for survival?”
“That’s correct.” Fifi confirmed. “She said that she will only consider her trial complete when she has completely conquered her surroundings, but is asking that I send her to an unfamiliar area every time she dies. If she is not keeping any of her previous experience to help her, and is constantly going to areas where one mistake will lead to her death… is this not a doomed test?”
“One hundred and thirty-eight.” Vivi spoke up, briefly confusing Fifi. “That is how many times Tsubaki died when she was taking the trial in my game. Every time she died, her character was reset. However, there were not as many areas for her to go in my game at that time, so she was stuck in one spot. Still, she destroyed all of her old camps and equipment each time.”
“The most terrifying thing about Tsubaki is not her battle strength, which is likely surpassed by Lifre. Nor is it her wisdom, which is surpassed by Dana. It is her determination, for which there is no equal. Whether she faces countless obstacles or even an almost guaranteed demise, she will do whatever she has to in order to reach her goal. It is her determination that has brought her to the point where she is today, allowing her to build up experiences fighting enemies far beyond herself in level.”
Fifi blinked in confusion at that, glancing back at the game. “You say that Lifre is stronger than Tsubaki? I… do not see that.”
Advertisement
“In terms of raw power, the Goddess of Adventure and Trials holds a natural advantage over the Goddess of Light and Stealth. Lifre can increase her strength to match any challenge she may face. More importantly, she is the only one among the Citadel to have slain a true god before entering its ranks, back when she was a mortal. She did so in single combat, as well. The god may have been weakened by captivity, but you should know more than most the power of a god.”
Vivi seemed quite captivated with the subject as she continued. “On the other hand, Tsubaki has countless years of experience. Even though Lifre objectively has more power, and in fact so does Dana at this point, I would not say that either of them would be able to defeat her. Her experience in fighting and overcoming more powerful foes has taught her how to handle people like them. She will never underestimate the weak, nor fear the strong. There is a reason that Tsubaki is the most trusted of the Keeper’s assistants.”
Fifi paused for several long moments when she heard that. “Is there anything that can be done to help her with this trial?”
Vivi let out a light laugh. “If you wish to help her, increase the difficulty even further. In Vision Expanse, there is a reward raffle system for achievements. At times, I had tried to affect the results, wanting to cheer on Tsubaki and give her a powerful weapon to help her. Each time, she immediately broke the weapon or discarded it. Only when I gave her the most primitive items that she would easily be able to craft herself did she keep them.”
Fifi nodded her head, knowing that there was no such raffle system in Fragments of Acidia. “So she really is the type of person that strives by pushing their limits. I was worried that the stress of doing so would cause her heart to break.”
“Trust me, that is one thing you will never have to worry about with Tsubaki.” Vivi said with the utmost confidence. “The greater the challenge, the more impossible it seems, the more determined she will be to overcome it. And by the time she’s done, she will convert all of that combat experience to her fighting style, learning even more how to take in every advantage she can in a fight.”
Fifi gave another nod at that, turning to look at Tsubaki’s progress. She had begun scouting the island that she was sent to, but there was little for her to see. The island itself was small enough for her to see every corner of it from where she appeared, and lacked any form of foliage to use for shelter. Instead, she studied the water, testing it against her skin and peering into its depths.
Fifi knew that the waters of this world held both the risk and reward Tsubaki was seeking. Dangerous monsters swam about, but there were similarly great treasures able to increase her abilities.
It took roughly three weeks for us to finally acquire all of the materials that we needed, having spent an extra day at the black hole mines just for Dana to perform some experiments. Eventually, we made our way back to Station Lemora, walking back to Mira’s shop. She was sitting at the counter, same as before, and I did not notice any of her goods missing from the last time we arrived.
When she saw us entering the shop, she smiled happily. “Ah, the fragments from last time. Wasn’t sure if I’d be seeing you again or not. Though… weren’t there five of you before? What happened to the other man? Or… no, you adventurers can’t truly die, right?”
Advertisement
I shook my head in response. “Gerard had other business to take care of, and won’t be joining us for the time being.”
“Ah, that’s a shame. He may not have been a fragment, but he seemed special in his own rights.” Mira gave a small shrug at that. “Anyways, did you get the materials I asked for? If you need to substitute items in, I can try to accommodate, as long as they are still suitable for the recipe.”
I gave a small nod towards Dana, who opened her inventory and retrieved a large pile of materials, ranging from the black metal pulled from the black hole mines, to a jar of glistening sand. There were different varieties of wood and golden leaves, even monster materials included in the batch. Everything that she said she needed for the four of us.
Mira let out a light whistle at that. “You managed to get all of it? And quite a large amount, at that.” She held her hand forward, scanning the materials with her own assistant device that took the form of a ring on her finger.
Once done, she nodded her head, the materials flying up onto her counter and organizing themselves neatly. “Alright. Would you like to stick around and wait? It won’t take me long to craft your artifacts.”
“Oh?” I was a bit surprised by that, as I hadn’t seen the crafting system of this game yet. I wasn’t sure what she would have to do.
“Yeah, you’re other-worlders, aren’t you?” Mira chuckled. “Sorry, I keep forgetting. You probably haven’t learned how to craft with our methods yet.”
As she spoke, a window appeared before her, projected by her assistant device. “This is something all craftsmen have to learn sooner or later. You can register different crafting techniques with your casting device, and it will take care of those steps for you. Once you’ve ‘taught’ the device enough, you can begin registering entire recipes, and they’ll be processed. The hardest part is when you need to let materials sit for a while, since you need to find a way to record a time dilation, or figure out how to program that in yourself.”
“For this, though.” She held her ring forward again, the ring releasing a bright flash of light enveloping the materials. When it faded, I noticed some of the gold, sand, and silver had vanished from the pile, as well as a far lesser amount of some other materials. “I hope you don’t mind, but I used some of the other stuff to supplement the design.”
In her hands was a polished mirror with a golden frame, ornately carved and with small gems adorning it. “I assume you know how to bind an artifact to yourself and give it purpose?”
I gave a small nod, accepting the mirror from her and studying it. Even without binding the mirror to my divinity, the reflection within seemed unreal. It didn’t just reflect back my physical appearance, but also showed almost spectral waves of energy radiating from my body in various colors and mists.
Using my Keeper abilities, I could identify three specific enchantments on it, each of which could only be activated if its wielder possessed the domains of either Mirrors, Souls, or Illusions. For Mirrors, it could open a gateway to a special realm, and then open another door to any location via reflective surfaces. For Souls, it could identify the true name of anyone the mirror’s light landed on. And finally, for Illusions, it could dispel any illusion reflected in its surface.
I bound the item to myself with my divine power, already thinking how I would enchant it later. In my opinion, this was well worth the money spent getting the mirror, and even the money invested in the ship itself.
Next up was Dana, who received a pitch black whip seemingly made of congealed shadows. This was my first time seeing a true artifact for a fallen god, so I was quite curious about its function. When she studied it, she seemed pleased with the final result, hugging it to her chest.
Then there was Lifre, whose artifact took the form of a thick book. Most of the wood that we had gathered was for her, with the pages containing various monsters of great power. She had been rather specific about her request, wanting a book that she could use to summon godly monsters.
Finally, there was Tsubaki. She did not specify what form she wanted her artifact to take, leaving the decision entirely to Mira. Instead, she told Mira her domains, and waited to see what she would do. Mira seemed to take this as a challenge, and had provided Tsubaki with the most extreme list of ingredients. We had to bathe various ingredients in the photospheres of seven stars, each at different stages of their life cycles.
When she was finished creating the artifact, though, I was left quite surprised. Her artifact, or should I say artifacts were seven pearls of different colors. No, on closer inspection, there was an eighth pearl as well, though this one was hidden amidst the others, its form impossible to distinguish without special powers.
“These are what I’m tentatively calling the Essence of Shining light. Feel free to rename it, though. It’s always the customer’s option to do so. Each pearl has a special effect that can only be triggered with the fragmented power of light. Oh, except this special one at the center. That one needs your Stealth power as well.”
“The other seven have the power of Fire, Stone, Healing, Poison, Ice, Time, and Destruction. Shining the light from the pearl on a target will cause them to experience that power firsthand.” When Mira said that in a smug tone, Tsubaki merely blinked at her.
“How did you get so many powers unrelated to Light to work on an artifact requiring it?”
Mira chuckled at the question. “Who says that they’re unrelated? There are monsters throughout the galaxy that fire beams of light from their eyes or mouths for various effects. It is that light that I have allowed you to reproduce.”
Tsubaki nodded her head slowly, looking at the pearls. “I think I shall call it… a Ray of Hope. If it contains so many different forms of light, then may it offer me the light I need in any situation.”
“Personally, I like my name better, but the customer is always right.” She said with a grin, sending the pearls over to Tsubaki. “I can set them up on a necklace for you if you want, or some other form of accessory?”
Tsubaki thought about it for a moment, before shaking her head. The pearls flew back, hovering above eight of her nine tails. Seeing the odd tail left out, Tsubaki created a ninth orb of pure light above it, the pearls swaying just beyond the tips of her tails.
Advertisement
- In Serial261 Chapters
Garden Of The Abyss
Frail, ignorant, and afraid—yet he wants everything; this is the story of a young man and his rise from the bottom of the barrel to the heights that try to slip through his fingers.
8 141 - In Serial34 Chapters
The Undead Revolution
This was my first attempt at writing a story, in hiatus indefinitely. This story follows Silvy, half-elf, a rare race despised by both humans and elves. Having never met her father, the first years of her life were spent together with her mother, who had to leave her native village because of the blasphemy she had committed by giving birth to Silvy. At the age of eight, Silvy became an orphan and was left to fend for herself. Her mother had died of illness, Silvy’s life turning upside down: the child went from living in a modest but cozy home with poor but daily meals to live outside the walls in the slums, where crime was commonplace and food was scarce. Luck had yet to abandon her completely though, because a group of orphans like Silvy decided to help, integrating her into their group and teaching the tricks of the trade; that is, stealing and swindling. But fate had not yet finished playing with her. Kidnapped and frightened, her life will turn upside down again when she awakens as undead, but still able to think clearly.
8 136 - In Serial29 Chapters
The Will of the Strong
The story of a young man named Alec. Alec was a really good person. He was taught to help others and not cause trouble. His good nature caused him to always be pushed around by others. This causes him to have a repressed rage that he keeps bottled up. He never gets to unleash that rage though due to his untimely death. Alec has plenty of use for it though when he is brought to a new world filled with monster and magic. In this new world the strong trample over the weak. When reaching this new world Alec makes a vow to never to let anyone determine how he lived his new life and to do whatever the hell he wants for a change. To accomplish this he becomes a necromancer, which is a profession that is hated by all. ------------------------------------- I am currently not writing this story I am doing a similar novel with distinct changes using the title Will of the Dead. If new feel free to check this novel out but know it will most likley not be continued. Please use this link to go to that nows page: https://royalroadl.com/fiction/11284
8 167 - In Serial11 Chapters
The Crossroads
Meet Pete, he suddenly finds himself in a black void for no reason whatsoever, but for some strange reason there is a screen asking him to start the tutorial. For what? He has no idea, but he doesn't really care at this point in his life.Follow along in his story as he travels to The Crossroads, a fantastical place that has every fictional being present, from goons and fodder in videogames, all the way to Frankenstein's monster in books, and then back to the Doc Brown from movies.Pete will have to overcome challenges on a constant basis if he wants to have a life he actually cares about.-------------------------------------I was inspired by things such as the original wreck it ralph movie (haven't seen the new one), Galactic Fist of Legend, and The City Of Terror. Not to mention all the different franchises and characters I am going to mention, I don't own a single one of these nor do I claim to by writing this, I just want people to have something to enjoy since I am drained on my other work.I hope you enjoy, and to say it right off the bat since this is something that upsets me, I don't mind if you're critical of the work, but jesus, don't be rude. I love criticism but I hate people that go and put a 1 star with no reason, but if you put 1 star and give me a good reason then I'll use it to grow as an author! Thanks everyone! Hope you enjoy the story!
8 191 - In Serial18 Chapters
A Long Refrain
September, in the Continuate: For most students living in the Third Division, the month's arrival usually means the start of a new school year. But not so for one particular freshman, whose first month at college seems to never end—literally. Set during the 20th year of the nation's Rectification Era, A Long Refrain follows Melody Quick’s attempts to escape from the month-long time loop she's found herself trapped in. Her journey, which starts in the capital city of Somnhaven, will take her across the vast expanse of land once known as Circadia, whose forgotten histories, ancient secrets and eccentric inhabitants could hold the key to discovering the true nature of the loop and the role she herself plays within it. However, the more she learns, the more cruel truths she must face: Will she really be able to handle the awful reality behind the loop, and all that it entails? And will those very same answers she's found be enough to not only break her free from the loop, but to also protect the people she holds dear? (A-and from what, exactly ...?)
8 88 - In Serial25 Chapters
The Eternal Vigil
The year is 2220, a time when governments and nation-states are slowly becoming a thing of the past. Instead, all prominent parts of human society are now organizing around the commands of three great Artificial Intelligences, owned and operated by the world's largest corporation. World peace has been achieved, and the very word 'politics' has disappeared from people's lips. Religion has largely disappeared, replaced in some parts by worshipping of the great AIs, but mostly substituted by a devotion to material goods and faith in the market. There is now a general consensus that the best form of government has been found. No, it is not democracy, nor is it autocracy or oligarchy. Instead, it is technocracy - rule by the learned, the intelligent, and the skilled. And who are more learned, intelligent, and skilled than the great AIs? Exactly, no one. The AIs will correct some market failures once in a while, but shall otherwise let the market be free. After all, the freer the market, the freer the people. Some may question how society advanced to this stage, but that is all they will do - question. Because they will not find answers, for history is no longer taught anywhere. After all, it is not a practical subject. One cannot get a decently paying job with a history degree. Society doesn't have any time for people to idly ponder about the past. No, this is a practical society of practical people: engineers, doctors, lawyers, developers, managers, bankers, soldiers, and the such. My name is Aiden Scivit and I used to be one such practical man: minding my own business, doing my job, with the faith that hard work will always be rewarded by the market...and that politics and philosophy were things thought of by idly people who leech off society. But this all changed, and here is my story, my history. Just because the stories of ages long past have been erased, does not mean that a brand new beginning cannot be created. The story is already finished but I still need to do some editing so a chapter should be released each day for a month. It is a bit political, as you can probably tell by the introduction, so there is that (it will low-key read like a philosophy dump 10% of the time, so really it's like Atlas Shrugged but liberal and worse lol). Also, I actually wrote this in grade 10 as part of my MYP Personal Project, and recently touched up on it for online publication. Finally, if you find the writing style passable and are interested in my other works, check out the one in the link below. It is a fantasy set in the Ancient Greek world, and is completed and uploaded in full: https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/35099/the-oresteia-modernized
8 196

