I was currently perched over a ledge overlooking the streets of Yharmam, Thanks to my new full body and waterproof clothing I was finally confident enough to not raise my poison resistance by sitting. In my hands was a skull that had teeth resembling a beasts. But that wasn't the truly intriguing part about it.
The frontal part of the do was cracked open, and from it, a bluish-white fla with almost cosmic particles emanated. For so reason just looking at it hurt my eyes, like looking at those incomprehensible computer-generated paintings but way worse.
My eyes almost felt like they bled as I looked at the skull. It felt like I was spending so, so much energy just trying to comprehend what was in front of my eyes. It was like I don't know what a skull was and trying to understand it.
It was like I didn't have the RIGHT to understand what was in front of . Like a toddler trying to understand how to work a phone. They may be able to press the button to make the phone go bloop but they won't understand why, the mind of a toddler is simply not developed enough to do so.
Although I act rather retarded voluntarily I was far, far more knowledgeable than the normal man having grown up in the age of information. Not just that I had read a fuckton of books in Lordran as a pasti. But the biggest factor was that I was Manus, the father of humanity and the creator of dark magic.
While I don't often use magic I was fully capable of doing so and have an absurd amount of affinity toward it thanks to my superhuman intelligence and the plethora of knowledge from being Manus. And even then looking at this thing caused headaches.
An ordinary man would be driven insane. Maybe if I had access to my Darksoul I would be able to comprehend it but alas. My only hint was from using inspect.
---------------------------
Reminded of your past self you have decided to help the little girl look for her mom, or whatever is left of her anyway. Find her mother's red brooch and bring it to her. Or don't.
Requirents: Find 1x Red Brooch
Reward: 2x Madman's Knowledge, Double-barreled Shotgun
-------------------------------------------------
Being able to bring a modicum of safety of ease to the little girl gave a tiny bit of warmth to my soul. Why did I do this? Was it to provide soone like how I was the safety and reliability that I never got to have?
Returning to prowling the streets of Yharmam. I tested my new shock ability, which covered the weapons I held as long as I maintained contact with them. Though sohow the damd beasts seem to be able to shrug off the paralyzation of the electricity. Also sohow seeming to take minimal damage from my electricity infusion. I guess this ability of mine really has so skill issues.
I really had a long way to go.
A/N: Hand it over. That thing, your Powerstone.
-------------------------------------
You can read up to 10 chapters ahead on this fic and the other ones I write on my p*treon at: /BronzDeck
Just replace the * with an a
Reviews
All reviews (0)