Fiery changes
Hers of course ended up leaving in a bad mood after I flat out ripped off the mask he was wearing to cover his true nature and thoughts. I didn't care however as the god was little better than a snake that was waiting to sink it's poisoned fangs into you. Perhaps his intentions were good in general but he was far too willing to cross lines he shouldn't to achieve his end goals. The less such a person knew about my abilities the better in my opinion.-
The best part though was that I knew for a fact Freya was breathing down the ssager gods neck to keep him in check and from making plays involving my familia in the shadows. How did I know this? Because I had asked her to do so once it beca clear Hers wasn't going to leave it well enough alone. Despite technically being a re delivery familia on the surface the Hers familia was easily one of the most influential familia's in Orario and the wider world as well with more than a little blackmail on many powerful people.-
I wasn't stupid enough to antagonize such an entity without having the backing needed to keep it from crushing like a bug. Freya was more than happy to take that position which even if it wasn't explicitly stated also made my familia sothing to keep a healthy relationship with for even the Hers familia out of caution. Anyways Hephaestus's visit was pleasant enough even if a little awkward as she tried and failed miserably at flirting. I an like E for effort but clearly romance was NOT her strong suit. I admit I also probably frustrated her to no end as despite having an army of people wanting to hook up with her she had to choose one person who wasn't really interested.-
Like I get WHY she was trying to hook up with since it was sorta public knowledge but basically she had decided that she would only hook up with a craftsman that managed to impress her. My cursed technique DEFINITELY qualified and that was pretty much the whole reason she was trying to snag for herself. It was a weird fucking way to decide a partner in my opinion but who am I to judge?-
It also wasn't like I was TOTALLY averse to the idea either as she was so my type. She was hot, easy to understand for and smart, the whole package. My reluctance however ca in the form of her not wanting to play by catch and release rules but rather for keeps. If she was going to get she wanted to make sure I knew that that was it, I was spoken for afterwards. I wasn't really interested in that level of commitnt at this point unfortunately. I might be okay with it later when my leveling slowed to a crawl due to the amount of power I had making it difficult to find a challenge but for now I wasn't going to give in to her attempts at attraction.-
Anyways once my body finished it's refinent I started ssing around with my flas that were now a whole ass cursed technique. After the upgrade from extension to full technique the flas had changed in a few interesting ways. The first was of course the spark of true hellfla that winked out of existence almost the instant it appeared but was devastating to whatever it touched in that ti span. I'm talking now you see it, now you don't type devastating.-
The second change was that the flas beca more "real" I suppose was a good description. Before there was no force behind my flas, just heat and death. Now however sending out a burst of flas actually caused so pressure to be pushed back onto like a normal fla would. If I concentrated my flas to burn brighter but in a smaller area like a rocket thruster I could even create enough reverse force to push myself back. This gave the idea that if I used them right it might be possible for to fly in a similar fashion to ironman.-
Naturally I attempted exactly that and well it didn't go so great. I could certainly get off the ground but the issue is that humans aren't built in a fashion to fly like this. My arms and feet that were the sources I used to try and fly from twitched and moved which in turn ssed with the angles and direction of the thrust put on . I spun out of control and dragged my face across the grass or into a wall more tis than I liked to count.-
Turns out that whole scene from the first Ironman movie where Tony blasted himself into the ceiling and walls was not just for shits and giggles. I was durable as shit thanks to my stats but that didn't an faceplanting at like twenty miles an hour didn't hurt like a fucking bitch. Everyone else in the familia laughed their asses off at my failures over that whole three day period before I got the hang of it and actually hovered for the first ti. They certainly weren't laughing then but were jealous as shit instead.-
Anyways once I had proof of concept for fla propelled flight I set that aside to continue ssing with my flas to figure out what else had changed about them. I did eventually discover that the "Alive" factor of the flas had further developed as I could now create fire clones. These weren't real clones but rather rely my flas ford into a humanoid shape that could move and fight like sowhat. They were still just flas though and thus didn't actually have much substance to them but if you didn't know that they were very good distractions.-
"Your magics are so unfair." Daphne complained after seeing my new clones.
"All magic is unfair, so are just more so then others." I said sagely.
"Said the man that spent three days eating dirt just to hover a foot off the ground." she said with rolled eyes.
"Not my best mont I admit but to be fair I can't be blad. I an co on don't tell that you wouldn't try to fly if you thought you could." I said and she reluctantly nodded.
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