Waking up after the night I got my first friend on this life, months have gone past. Nothing interesting happening around. I mean, there is that family in the neighborhood that got a baby lately, a pity the father died on the WWI. Remembering the gift my friend gave me makes me anticipate the future even more, sometimes. But. There is always a but. I had to pay something. Our exchange was he would allow me. With no life as a collateral. But I would need to pay for the results. And that is how I became aware that Little G is not so little as I thought, because, gloves and ring. Material and focus. Plus my right hand and Truth's words. Little G is either a mastermind, a time lord, a lucky son of a.... better not curse him if this option is not the right one. Huhum.
Anyway, that night I met my friend again, he was impressed that I thought about a solution to the shortcomings of our deal so fast. So I asked him to see my internal transmutation circle project. He called it dumb and impressive. Impressive for the idea since I would not touch the soul or life taboo, but still acquire something that would approach that. Dumb because if that is the idea then the circle is wrong. I mean, I only knew the most basic circle, so everything I know I developed on my own, from nothing, only math and geometry and its correlation with chemistry to actually study and make something. That some of them actually worked shows my genius. Or luck. Okay, maybe luck, but that is besides the point.
He gave me a few ideas to work on. No answers, just more questions that I need to research. Said he is my friend, not a genie, he won't give me anything, never, that is against the rules. But in the end it worked out. A few more months but that is beside the point. I did develop a circle that he actually approved, though I still need a last material. Glove is the price to make my hand the conduit ( drawing board, if you got the idea), the ring is the focus to actually control the conduit and not just supercharge it to a meat glob. He said I still need something to contain the energy, an insulator. Both the glove's and the ring's materials are great for that, but since the quantity is not sufficient, I need more of either. How is the insulator meant to work on alchemy? Good question, do you know the lightning on the schoolyard? Ha, got the answer now? So, if I think on my body parts, the glove is meant to reshape my muscles, so that they can charge and manipulate the energy. The ring will work on my veins and soft tissues, they encase and revolve around the conduit to not let anything overload, distributing the charging energy equally. While the material I need is meant to work on my skin, to isolate myself from the damaging berserk energy that may come from failed transmutations.
Since it's the skin, I think the glove's material is more adequate, so i researched. A lot. There is no Google here, and it's an ancient artifact. But I got it. And it's bullshit. My family was full of failed magicians since a few centuries. But before that? Apparently they were good enough to get the dead tissue of a Lightforce filled Klyntar. I'm pretty sure that was meant to be impossible since Lightforce essentially is a cleansing force while the Klyntar are the spawn of a Shadow Elder God that existed before time, but I digress. It's almost a waste to use it as a material. Almost. Having a Klyntar around is problem, and if I can get stronger by getting rid of it, I will do it. But it gave me an idea of how getting more. It's dead, but not inactive, I know it cause the colors are still shifting around. So I will feed it, it's instincts should make it try to reproduce itself, to get complete again.
Record, it likes sunlight, positive energy and soft materials. Don't ask me how many times I got it wrong and wasted my little money and effort. As a side note, besides science, I started trying languages as a side project. I was fed up with so many dead ends that I needed to cleanse my head. In the end I got a success, so there is no bad or good news, just learning, slowly. Apparently an Alchemist's brain is hardwired to science, the rest doesn't make sense.
But, now I have a glove, with tumor. Not kidding, that's what it seems. There is a lump on the back, i can't even fit it anymore. But now I have enough, and it's time to make magic.
Not again. Not again. Not again, not again, not again, not again. I forgot about my nerve ends. They still exist, end I'm fucking with everything around them, so they didn't like it. And to be sure I knew it, they all thought to be fun to show they exist at the same time, at maximum effort, during the whole 5 minutes of "operation". I will have to think of a solution to the step 1, or not even healing will save me from insanity.
You know, I think insanity is worth it. I mean, I tried my new capabilities, and wow. Remember the paper folding? There is no previous calculations and following the circles guidelines anymore. I can improvise anytime, anywhere, anyhow. It's like using the streets to drive every day, and suddenly you are put on an infinite highway, you make the decision, faster or slower, left or right, there is no pedestrians, no semaphore, no other cars. Just you and infinite possibilities. Obviously, there is buts. It's almost intuitive. With no guidelines, I need to know the limits myself, like, don't give life to a dead body, or don't fuse a dog and a little girl, don't make too much gold, the value will change and the fundamental rule will make it impossible to do it again. Things like that.
Years have gone past again. Remember that family's baby? I'm going to his birthday tomorrow, I hope Ms. Rogers doesn't mind me. Steve is a good kid after all.
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