Finally, we got a raw material we needed. Yet, somehow the universe, whose name happened to be Cytortia the annoying, decided that I had to wake up as four in the morning.
"Why am I here?" I said and sniffed something burning. "And what exactly is that awful smelled?"
"I..." Cy looked bashful
"The goddess accidentally burnt the brownies," Ebony looked at her smoking sorry excuse for an Oven. "I should had that thing replaced age ago. You elf friend had been crying since 2 a.m. in the morning for the lost brownies. It was getting annoying."
Firstly, who made the cake during midnight and, secondly, who even ate it but given the general weirdness I decided to ignore that
"Get up! We need all the had we can get," Melodina yelled carrying a bucket of soil and slamming its in front of us. "Do you think transforming the melt into ingot and then forging it into a blade in two days is easy? Even my mother and I couldn't do that without help. If you had time to complaint fetch a plant. And Ms. Useless goddess please made yourself useful and started blessing this soil now."
Cy groaned and the natural energy started filling the room. Her [ Divine Center Authority] started gathering mana and infusing them into the soil.
Lux walked out of the toilet still sniffing for her lost brownies but still tried her best to help Ebony preparing the pit.
Meanwhile, I summoned several powder using the [Arrival of the Dream]. The Legend of Asthur contianed several fairy powders that gave blessing to weapon and soil so I decided to pour it in.
Wait a minute, could I blessed the weapon with the power of Fairies from the legend? The same way Banishing Blade was created. Hey Central, can I add the detail on how the object in my stories is created.
'Yes,' Central said. 'As long as the detail didn't contradict each other. In fact I recommend this. The more detail and richer the lore become the more easily it will be for you to use the Artifact."
Yep, let added the detail on the sword's creation.
"So why are we blessing the soil?" I asked.
"The ancient druid method emphasis require the melt to be pour into a hole and buried under the blessed soil," Ebony grunted grabbing a shovel and starting to dig the hole surrounded by magic circles. "I learn this technique from a drunken elf-blacksmith. It is a total coincidence I actually got my hand on one of the text and actually decipher the process."
The succubus looked up and shouted.
"Scathach, how is the melt!"
The Badger adjusted the control on the furnace, frowned and hit the control panel with her fist. The control panel gave a beep and she looked back with a toothy grinned.
"Yep, everything is totally fine," Scathach said reaching her hand and grabbing the document. "We nearly miss the critical temperature but we should stabilize at the eutectic point of this mysterious ore and Synthetic stone. Good thing we actually perform some analysis beforehand."
I agreed, getting the machine that used magic to analyse the phase of the ore must not be easy. Our two grand-master blacksmith must extracted a teeny sample of the ore, melt it, solidified it, heated it to reset the micro structure and then repeat the process again under a clanking analyst machine that should breakdown by now. Only after spending six hours without any break did they finally got what they called the phase diagram.
Finally, after thirty minute more heating, Lux and Melodina, under strict observation from Scathach pour the molten metal into the hole. I silently gaped at the absurd amount of protective gear they were wearing before gaping harder as the circle we had draw around the hole started glowing orange like a molten metal.
"Toss in the soil," Ebony said. "Covered it up as fast as possible!"
We started unloading the soil into a molten metal. The soil sank into the metal which started to glow silver. Finally, as the last of the soil was threw into the hole we got a uneven mixes of Earth and silvery metal.
"Unbelievable," Ebony said looking at the solidify masses in the ground with a sense of loss. "I never think about doing something like this. Normally, this consolidating process was completely in the new water. Hell, I couldn't believe you guys convince me into doing it. It is completely theoretical."
"Now what do we have to do next?" Scathach asked
"Summon a god to kick-started the ingot creation," Ebony said. "We need to used said god's favor worshiper to do it. Someone who was in contact with the god in question would be the best. In fact, the more priest and priestess the merrier."
"Ah," Scathach looked at Cy and me. "I see."
'I think they expected us to called Milady down.' Central ground her metaphorical teeth. 'The insolence'
"Great, Satholia was barely able to exerted any influence into the world. How do I and Cy summoned her."
"Through a gift," Melodina said. "The priest must blessed the metal with a powerful magic or skill. Then the essence of their god will be summoned to bless the ingot"
Oh that was easy.
Too my surprise, Cy stretched out her hands.
"Anyone had a syringe," Cy said. "The blood of nature goddess was the best blessing I could give."
"Your blood? wow," Scathach eyes' widen. "I don't think you had it in you."
"Why don't you use a knife?" Melodina said. "I think god often blessed weapon that way."
"Its hurt and unhygienic." Cy argued.
"Cy," Lux smile with that so familiar cringe. "That reason was tad underwhelming."
I ignore them and summoned an Fairy Queen out of my internal world. A tiny golden fairy dressed in white dress appeared and started floating over the mixes.
Everyone stared.
"Who is she?" Cy asked. "Her aura felt like a fairy and a pretty powerful one but I never seen a type like her before."
"A Fairy Queen who once bless one of the most powerful anti-magic blade of all time." I replied. "I will give the ore part of the blessing, namely exorcism ability and magical warding."
"You can do that?" Cy looked at me like I grew the third head. "I didn't know you could do that?"
"I can summoned anything from my personal fictional world, even if it is a wish granting fairy queen."
"She is so beautiful," Lux said in awe.
"Interesting," Ebony said deciding weather or not to poke my fairy with a stick. "I would like to dissect her...can I run some test?"
"Mom, please," Melodina said. "The project is counting on it. I don't want our shop to face our first failure."
"Fine, fine," Ebony said. "Take it for that blase attitude of your to ruin everything."
The queen hovered for a few more second folded her pixie wing and began to pray. Light shone from fairy body and sacred magic flow from her and into the mass of ore from the ground, sprinkle it with glittered of pink, purple and gold dust, causing the ore to glow pink.
Yep, it's pink. Please don't act like an uneducated philistine. Pink is a very civilize and manly color agreed among the Joestar's bloodline.
Cy followed suit. She bit back her tears, took out a surgical knife and slid across her palm. The drops of red blood began to drop onto the ore.
So much for a syringe...well Cy had medical magic. She could heal this in no time.
The moment the blood landed on the mixes, the lamp of glowing pink substance started glowing several shade of green before shooting a light shoot up to the sky.
...
Illma Xoldia Road slammed another man head into the pavement and stomped down.
"Seriously, the outlaw of this town is so boring," Illma said. She was solely disappointed. Here she came to this slum looking for some kid to take back home with her. Her father taught her that she should be looking for the desperate. The one who would do anything to survive.
She remember him bringing several children home, starved them, gave them a weapon to kill each other for a piece of meat. He punished and rewarded the broken children to gloom them to perfectly heartless killing machine and she had been with him the entire way. Her father trained her with love and care to surpass him. Shame he vanished and never come back, tasking her with surpassing him before leaving.
Xoldia smiled. Of course she would surpass him. She was his daughter after all.
'So misguide...a pity indeed' whispered a woman voice.
A shiver went down her spine.
Illma Xoldia Road instantaneously spun behind her to see what the people across the Frontier was witnessing and it filled her with a sense of absolute irrevocable defeat. What was shining above her instinctively made her question all her life choices. The irreversible sense of doubt and what could have been was pressing on her like an immovable weight of the universe.
Xoldia forced this feeling down and stared at the sky helplessly.
The black sky that was originally dark as despair it self was filled with more star than the hope of humanity. A massive aurora of cosmic rainbow snaked across the sky like a sense of evil's inevitable doom.
...
Inside the workshop, a goddess clad in white dress and rainbow aura landed into existance. The moment she stepped on the ground, Cy's herb garden and Ebony's pot of dying-plant bloomed brilliantly. There were a loud 'tud' and everyone just watch slack jaw as a badly balanced table suddenly got repair to perfect condition. Dirt and dust dissipated from the workshop like it had been teleport to another dimension. The cracking paint renewed itself against cause and effect. Several of Ebony's slapdash machine got repaired by raw force of awesomeness against any law of logic and time.
Everything in the room got repair, shined and restored into its most perfect state.
Everyone was dumbstruck.
I gave Satholia a mental pat in the back. Awesomeness was a force. You could literally make people ran from terror or demolish stuff with it but, seriously, how bloody awesome you had to be for things to fix itself at your mere presence?
'Hello everyone', Satholia said, waving her hand. 'Are you doing okay? Ah, you had discovered some of mana's secret. Faster than I anticipate."
Everyone was not okay. Scathach and Ebony, two of the biggest cynic in the room dared not to stand before the goddess of optimism and thus selected the cynic's answer for problem they couldn't solve: they leaped behind the newly fixed table and hope in vain that the goddess of good did not notice them. Personally, I think she did, but all-benevolent Satholia elected to ignore them.
Lux don't know what to do and thus done the traditional greeting to her patron god. She kneel like a squire about to be knight. Hey is she praying? Is that a prayer. What are you praying for?
As for Cy, good god! She already set up a wooden table and a pot. Hey, are you lighting an incense. Don't tell me you do that with your master too? Wait, you were also a god aren't you? Why are you praying?
And Melodina...oh great. Developer! Melodina.exe just crash. Anyone had a reboot manual.
'Ah, Rem,' my boss chided. 'It is a tradition to ceremoniously asked for blessing when a high-ranking god came to visit. Personally, I would told them I don't support such a tradition but I know it won't convince them.'
'Sorry, Venerable Satholia," Cy waved her incense. 'I apologize for failing to educate my dolt of a friend. I am ashamed that I fail properly apologies for my panic reaction back when we first met. My fellow comrade failed to inform me about your task and blessing. But today, as per ancient heavenly tradition, I beseech you as my Senior to grant me blessing of victory.'
'Of course my dear, may victory be with you,' Satholia smiled with the power of thousand puppies video. It was super-effective, my heart was melting.
The she turned toward Lux.
'Dear girl, you cheer up pretty nicely. Be mindful with calories thought. And don't worry about reaching the A-rank... I guarantee the moment you master this blade ability, you will got what was denied from you for so long."
She turned toward Cy.
'Still had a long way to go, my dear,' She smiled. 'Sorry about this but I the limitation place by this reality forced me to leave you in the dark about... your teeny problem.'
"Venerable Satholia, may I panic," Cy said shaking in her boot.
'Go on, little Cy,' Satholia smiled again. I think somewhere in the world someone hit a lottery jackpot. 'There are not shame in yelling what you are thinking right now.'
"Oh, praise you benevolent one," Cy took a deep breath. Here it come.
"IT'S A FREAKING DRAGON BOSS," Cy waved her arm like a pygmies in an apocalypse before noticing that her hand had healed and calm down in an instant.
"Wow, thank you for the healing aura."
This girl's ability to flip flop just rank up...good goddess.
'No problem, it a what my presence do anyway.' Satholia smiled and somewhere in the Universe and author in poverty won Pulitzer's prize. 'Although I had to tone my power down considerably because the universe is a whiny spoil kid who rather self destruct than be saved.'
"Yeah, that must be annoying" Cy said before resuming her panicking stage. "BUT THE DRAGON?"
'I am confident you can handle it,' Satholia said looking worriedly around the room. 'Now if the universe can stop throwing a hissy fit and let me help you, it will already be done a month ago. But no! It either imploding reality or the hard way. But now let focus on the sword...just how many blessing I could jam into it? Let go with that shall we?'
Satholia cough and declared. Every sylabel caused a breach of ingot to glee from the ground centimeter by centimeters.
'I the queen of center, had commission the creation of this steel. It shall be the first of the Harmonic Treasure. The ever-changing blade of exorcism. The treasure of nature. Crystallization of my divine wrath. Only one with a heart of my Paladin may lift this weapon. May this sword be used as the symbol to bring understanding and harmony.'
Satholia glowed with Rainbow light.
'This sword will be name [Historia]. Tomorrow strike noon let those who worship evil knew that the first of my blessing had finally arrived to... bring... karma..."
Satholia figures faded leaving an ingot of golden metal behind.
"Wow," Cy said. "That was dramatic."
"Unlike someone I know," Melodina looked at that said someone. "Mom, what do you think about that golden ingot."
Ebony crept from behind the table, plucked the ingot up from the ground and tapped it.
"Excellent sound and impact absorption," Ebony said when she decide she heard nothing. "But which goddess is that? But somehow looking at her made me so ashamed of myself that I uncontrollably try to hide. Who is she?"
"Trust me you don't want to know about her." Scathach said biting her nail furiously. "So this is the Ultimate One. Goddammit what is that irrational fear. Now I know why Artemis and Apollo decided to face essay rather than her wrath...scary as hell."
"Yes!"
That surprising out of place sound came out of nowhere and we took a look at Lux taking a batch of perfectly made chocolate brownies out of the oven.
"Isn't that supposed to be burnt?" Ebony asked incredulously.
"Our goddess unburnt the brownies" Lux clasped her hand gratitude. "Oh almighty one I thank for your generous gift."
Okay is it just me or the star seemed to say 'no problem'.
But anyway.
"Amen," I said. All hail she who reverse time itself to granted us this blessed confectioneries. Let her victory be swift and inevitable.
Melodina took a bite from one of the brownies.
"Is it normally this good?"
I agreed the taste was absurdly rich even by Cy's standard.
"No," Cy said as Lux shove several down her gullet. "She must have done something with it."
"Great...where do I sign up for the next concession." Melodina said. "How many incense I need again?"