In a blink of an eye, Aldritch's skin touched the comfortable grass and lukewarm ambience.
Precipitously it were overwhelming the senses as though he was experiencing a paradise.
The fields of woodland trees that radiates brightness, the lucid and pristine sea, his shoes traverse on gentle and mellow sand.
As though he returned to the nostalgic tropical vacation of his old world but - more beautiful and fictional.
Although momentary dazed by the change in scenery and the uniqueness of it, Aldritch didn't forget the purpose of his visit.
That he was invited by the creator of this radiant world.
" Need a moment. "
Isadora exclaimed softly while walking toward the woodland, she seems to noticed something and spoke to the 'hidden' creatures.
" It's okay. He's friend. "
With those statement, a sound of rattling ensued and then a couple small creatures hopped over with an unexpected constitution which Aldritch had never seen before...
'Are those...Slimes?'
'Wait no, they are made of bones - so accurately they are skeleton slimes? '
If he had to describe, it would be an unholy combination of a cute slime body and the uncanniness of a skeleton bones with a hollow face.
" Isadora, what are those? "
" Cute. Summons."
Isadora looked at the slimes with a slightly upcurved lip - but it's barely noticable if you don't use magnifying glass.
She lowered herself to allow the boney slimes to sit on her shoulders, while they don't have any facial muscles.
You can easily discerned and hear the bones that audibly rattled more excitedly.
'Huh, what a strange pair of creator and creatures. Actually, i'll ask the system.'
[ To answer your question, these species of creature are called: 'Spawn of Evil', ]
[ While their name suggest otherwise, these insignificant blob of calcium are mostly harmless and prefer to live in symbiotic relationship with other creatures - ]
[ Hypothesis; amongst higher intelligent beings suggested that the reason why they continued to exist was due to their uselessness and lack of any monetary or spritual sastifaction to be robbed. ]
[ In fact, they are worse than normal variant of slimes that provided gellanatious substance for the hunter. ]
' So in another word, they just exist for the sake of it? '
[ That's hardly legitimate, as it has been was proven multiple times that all creatures have a desire or a purpose to their existence, ]
[ Unforturnately for these insignificant race, Spawn of Evils happens to be complicated to unravel in terms of protential and thus deemed useless by most intelligent entities. ]
' Mhm, i think you're right - considering she found them cute enough to play with them. '
' It's just matter of preference and perspective, i guess? '
Aldritch continued to watch as the expressionless play with the Spawn of Evils as they made a nesting on her head, her clutching onto them and hugging tightly.
The four of them seems to be in their own world of happiness.
It's a memorable scene that could melt anyone's heart.
Out of sympathy, Aldritch just waited a little while longer and enjoying the view this world has to offer.
**
" Sorry. You wait a long time. "
Isadora bowed down to her knee to Aldritch as she let go of the summons that she spoiled for half an hour now.
" It's alright - i saw an interesting scene at least, "
" But yeah maybe let's get back to business."
" Mhm. Give you this. "
With that statement she glanced at the third Spawn of Evil that seems to have a smug expression,
Aldritch wasn't certain if that's how it naturally appeared or has it adapted that face after meeting Isadora?
" Booboo. Find shiny. "
She spoke gently to it and as if recognizing what she was refering to, it hopped out of her embrace and rattling as it hopped into a distant bush.
" Booboo? "
Aldritch couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, he was hoping that wasn't the name that the poor creature was cursed with.
" Boney. Bob. "
Isadora introduced the other two Spawn of Evil, which only made him despaired further for the fate of these poor skeletons.
'In the least, they cherished the name?'
While Aldritch were listening Isadora rambles about the summons, how long they were with her, and what they like to do - etc.
Booboo bounced back with an off-put sound of bauble along the way - Aldritch upon seeing the item was intrigued by it.
It was a colorful piece of plant that look almost like a lavalamp that were tainted with glitter dust - the texture doesn't seems to be plant-like and more of an inanimate object.
" Take. Friend in trouble. Friend need it. "
Isadora took the bauble and gave it to Aldritch as if it was a sure-thing.
However, this only disturbed and rubbed Aldritch in the wrong way.
' Why? '
He couldn't understand why she would give the item to him, even he could tell this is a useful to have as a catalyst for the summoning ritual.
" Why would you help me so much? "
" Friend. Aldritch is my first friend. Father said to treat friend well. "
" ... "
Flabbergasted and bamboozled, he felt as though he was taking advantage of an innocent person - but at the same time, he felt a sincere respect toward this person.
He couldn't just deny the hospitality as he was indeed in need of a catalyst, but he couldn't just take the full benefit can he?
...
' Hold on, there is a way! '
Aldritch took Isadora's hands and clasp them together, while looking intently at her.
The young maiden felt a dangerous glare behind those dark murky purple eyes.
'No. Too early. I'm still young...'
Her thought escaped her as the young man raised his voice in ecstatic and voice brim of eureka.
" Can i borrow Booboo for my war? "
...?
**
It took some time to clear up the misunderstanding but, it was a boon that i managed to find a catalyst and Booboo.
I've said my farewell after kidnapping (?) Booboo with consent from Isadora and went straight back to my gloomy murky world that had a large pond of ocean now.
My main worries for the war wasn't that i would lose, rather i doubt Jigash would lose to anyone that wasn't in the top 5, but relatively-
'How can i conceal my class 'true nature'.
Jigash obviously can't fight an open field where everyone can see him - hence he would have to be on the defense.
Therefore, the solution became Booboo.
If i can somehow recreate Booboo into a strong unit while keeping the characteristics of the skeleton or slime.
I would no longer have to worry about being discovered.
After gaining a 'memory' from the KIY, i've learned that the skill:
[ Malign Creation ]
Could not only summon, but also morphed an entity into a greater state, it's similiar to an upgrade to an already summoned creature -
However, it's much more risker due to the fact that if the catalyst or the purpose given is lacking or was rejected by the summon.
Due to it being already surpassing the level of the medium or that the entity being commanded by the summoner was already 'fulfilled'.
It will render the creature or the Catalyst into oblivion, according to the memory.
'However...If it's Booboo, i know that it lack all of these.'
" Booboo, do you want to get strong? "
**
He reaches his hand out and squat in an attempt to get on the same level as the one he was speaking to.
Aldritch observed the gremlin sized creature that was the Spawn of Evil.
Despite it having hollow expression and could not utter any sound aside from the rattling of the bones.
The thing hopped on his stretched hand, it was a slight larger than his limb.
And has some weight to it - But this means it was willing to proceed with the summon.
" I understand, if that's your wish. I will grant it for you. "
**
There was another reason Aldritch chose the Spawn of Evil.
'System, want to make a bet?'
'You said that these are insignificant creatures right?'
'I want to believe the opposite of that, Booboo is not insignificant. It can be something much more. That will be the condition of our bet.'
'With this skill, i will show you - a saying i live by.'
'Another man's trash, is another man's treasure.'
With his hope resting on Booboo, he proceeded with the ritual.
Utilizing a method learned through the memory he recieve.
He prinkled his own finger - droplets of blood that poured down the catalyst, with the expectation and faith in the success.
He placed the catalyst down, and the small and feeble entity sat upon it like a hen.
**
Unwavered eyes, a hint of madness became a turbulent storm that clouded the dark skies.
Aldritch sees a will of the weak, as it tell him to the very soul to consume it and reshape into a new neoform of rebirth!
The first aspect, it shall become...
[Stat: Strength ]
The realm shuttered as the locus of darkness swarmed the white creature of weakness - fierce as a tempest with pisonic force,
It consumed the tribute and came the insurgent of wailing so otherworldly that it a echoes of slaughter to the ears - traumatizing and Ruthless!
But Aldritch ventured forward to his determination, he cannot falter now! He must break the limit of such quiant infirmity.
[Special Stat: Six Senses ]
The gate of unknowable horrors unleashed from his undaunting sanity, he felt the disgusting appendages grasping and invading his realm as it clutches onto the shell of him and the feeble creature.
' My creation may know the strong, may know no weak! '
Aldritch uttered these words relenting himself to his hope and desires - it doesn't matter what it will be, it must be strong!
With a crackling sound of thunderious shattering of mirror - as if the bone marrow pumped out,
It exploded in destructive power and duty.
Acknowledging the call of the summoner.
[ Observing: LORE... ]
< GIVE A NEW PURPOSE TO THE CREATION. >
The creator's eyes ichored in stained of black ink from his grotesque soul, declared with every stygian and enraptured will in his unholiness; To recreate and anew the tethers of existence.
**
[ 'For it to saw the true paradox of weakness, one to be the false reality of oblivion, ]
[ For one to taste the sentience of manifestation, ]
[ For it to must break the cycle of fate; one breaking the molded of vainless incarnation. ]
[ For one to witness the indescribable end, ]
[ For it to sung evil of the world, The one trailblaze of vainglorious and be legend. ]
[ Pursue your fate, First of kin ']