'The acting rules have been discovered now I just have to act guided by them'
'Hunter's potion is not far from being completely digested but Pyromaniac's is still a long way off, but now with the acting rules that should be solved'
'When the situation in East Borough calms down I'll go pay a visit to a gang and Hunter will be digested, I can also take the opportunity to act as a Pyromaniac.' thought Adryan who already had in mind some gangs to visit.
No one in the East Borough would care if a gang member disappeared, being the only thing he left behind a pile of ashes...
Looking at the balls of golden fire floating around him, Adryan still had a small smile on his face.
He finally snapped his fingers and the fireballs disappeared and he sighed.
With all done, he extended his hand towards the floating flame and it expanded again to form a gate of fire.
Removing the necklace, Adryan raised it to his eyes as he spoke with a soft voice and small smile.
"It was a lot of fun using you but our game time is over so now you better go home"
With that said he threw the necklace towards the door and it flew through the air until it crossed it and landed in front of his body.
Having seen the whole process, the redhead put a hand to his chin while raising an eyebrow.
"Good throw, nice curve in the air, good distance, personally it deserves a 9.5 and it's just not a 10 because it's not a stained glass window of a Church of the Lord of the Storm." Adrian seriously criticized but when mentioning the window his tone became mischievous and provocative.
But when the church of pigeons came to mind he couldn't help but associate it with a fallen friend.
This made his smile fall a bit,this made him sight and extending his hand to where he kept his things the yellowish smoke dispersed revealing everything he brought here.
There were several pairs of clothes ranging from jackets and pants, various materials, there was also a red-stained handkerchief, a letter, and a strange glove on one side.
The letter floated to him and grasping it with his left hand he opened it and read it again.
"Sunday, July 22..." the redhead murmured, his tone calm, not revealing his emotions.
This was the letter that Charles had sent him regarding Viktor's funeral which is to be held at the Holy Wind Cathedral.
He was planning to attend, first out of respect for his fallen friend and second because this might be the last time he sees the trio.
He no longer planned to attend the club again so this would be a goodbye to all of Charles and Isaac.
Releasing the letter he let it fly back to his pile of things.
Before he covered the pile with yellowish smoke again, he turned his gaze to the glove.
"...." He didn't say anything and just extended his hand to the glove and it flew up to his hand and he observed it in detail.
It was a short glove of a beautiful burgundy color similar to that of wine, it had various details made of red and white threads that seemed to draw various and different simple masks, some smiling and others crying, similar to those one associates with the theater.
Now there were more crying masks than smiling masks, and Adryan watched this with slightly narrowed eyes.
'This little guy looks like he wants to receive praise...' Adryan thought seriously as he looked at the glove.
"I'll deal with you another little day now I'm not in the mood" the redhead said to the glove causing some of the smiling masks to change to crying ones.
At this Adryan only let out a chuckle and squeezed the glove tightly in his hand causing the few masks that were smiling to start crying.
He just dropped the glove and let it go back into his pile and he covered it again in yellowish smoke.
He looked at this with cold eyes and simply formed the sphere of light and left the City of Calamities returning to his body in the bathroom.
.....
Opening his red eyes and looking around, he just let out a short sigh as he raised a hand to his face.
'That glove must be conscious in some way, that's why it likes to be applauded and praised, that's annoying but also makes room for an interesting experiment.' Adryan thought with a sharp smile as he took out the Burnt Band from his pocket and looked at it.
When Klein 'visited' Foggy Town after failing to steal the Antigonus Family Note Book, he had the powerful Creeping Hunger artifact, a glove that allowed him to use the Beyonder abilities of stored souls.
Long story short after a fight involving mushrooms, fish and Mr. A, Creeping Hunger 'mutated' because of this fight.
The negative effect of this artifact after being sealed was that each time it was used one had to feed it with a living person.
After the mutation the glove wanted a person alive every day and praise the True Creator from time to time.
This was something Klein would not tolerate so he found a way to 'negotiate' with the glove before he could seal it again.
Klein found a very curious way to 'negotiate' with the glove, it turns out that thanks to the fight in Foggy Town the glove had acquired a severe mycophobia, which is the fear of mushrooms.
The glove was so terrified of mushrooms that it refused to work if it was within 5 meters of one!!
So Klein used this phobia and with 'special' mushrooms he managed to 'negotiate' with the glove.
Creeping Hunger was a sentient artifact, and if the Wizard Glove Adryan had was similar then he could do the same.
The Burnt Band was an artifact that had been born from the death of a monster that was formed due to the ravings of the True Creator.
The negative effect of this artifact was that as long as one wore it one would hear 'soft' ravings from the True Creator and the more one wore it the louder it would become.
So Adryan planned to use the Burnt Band to 'negotiate' with his glove.
He wasn't sure if it would work but there was no harm in trying.
'Well yes there is someone who is going to get hurt but that's the glove, I don't care what a glove feels like.'
'If it thinks I'll spend 10 minutes applauding and praising it every 3 hours, you're crazy, I'd better break you and give the characteristics to the Craftsman and make me something new that will work,' thought Adryan, who now had a sharp smile.
That was the main reason why he hadn't take out or reused the glove after the fight with Nathan and Sasha's 'harassers'.
The negative effect was simply too annoying and he refused to do all that for a glove whose only ability that was useful to him was Substitute Paper Figurine!!
With this plan made, Adryan still with that smile grabbed the necklace that was on the ground and raised it to his eyes.
His smile had relaxed and was now a small one as he touched the medal.
'Why couldn't you be like this one here?' thought Adryan somewhat disappointed.
But he push those feelings aside and look at the necklace in his hands with a curious expression.
"But what should I call you?" the redhead murmured as he raised his free hand to his chin.
He looked carefully at the medal and several ideas came to his head but one prevailed thanks to the color and appearance of the necklace.
With a calm expression, Adryan slipped on the necklace and tucked it behind his shirt.
"It will be Tauk Millennium..." the redhead murmured as he left the bathroom and went to his room.
He would wear the name of the Yu-Gi-Oh main character's necklace.
Yugi wore a necklace known as the Millennium Necklace or the Millennium Tauk.
The reason he chose that name was because the medal seemed to be part of some set in that universe so he decided that would be a good name.
Entering his room and sitting on his bed, Adryan just lay down and covered himself with his blanket.
The only thing that illuminated his house was the crimson light that came from the moon, so he settled better in his bed, Adryan slept.
.....
Opening his eyes Adryan found himself in the midst of a world that had been turned upside down and twisted, the redhead found himself on a barren plain with picht-black stones at his feet and not even a piece of grass.
In the center of the plain stood a black steeple with a huge silver snake coiled around it.
Adryan's eyebrow trembled strongly and he looked at all this with his eyes shining wirh extreme annoyance.
"Annoying snake..."