[The mysterious entities, Duwende and Diwata, are satisfied with your offering. They decided to forgive you. +3 Magic Ritual]
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[Your clone worked hard for you because you didn't want to leave the house. +3 Magic Ritual]
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[Today is another day of staying home without doing anything but sleeping. +3 Magic Ritual]
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[You were too bored today, so use [Illusion] magic to become invisible to everyone's senses and technologies detections. +3 Magic Ritual]
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[Magic Ritual: 12]
[Current Magic: Healing Magic x4, Illusion Magic x1]
Saturday. It's finally the weekend. Juan walked out of the house with his clone under the slowly brightening sky. With a bulging bag filled with bank notes on top of his shoulder. Juan felt hope and expectations for the future.
Glancing at his illusion, who stood before him in front of his house at the side of the dusty road, He said, "Let's go." The two then left in the direction of the city. There's no need to worry about being found out.
Juan has used [illusion] magic on himself the past few days to become invisible to everyone's senses and technologies detections. As for how he did that, that's the mystery of magic.
Through experiments in the past few days of walking invisibly outside. Juan could somehow have 70%+ affirmation that no one can see him. Not even the awakened from that mysterious organization.
But who knew if they were even here? It's better to be cautious just in case, so he took on a disguise today. Aside from make-up and a long wig, He wore old-fashioned clothes that are both neat and stylish in their plain white and black colors.
Juan even thought he was a young rockstar on his debut with his cowboy hat. The only thing that is missing would be some small mini-chains and an electric guitar. Though he really can't play such instruments.
He still decided to buy one next time. Who knew maybe he would remember it when he was free and bored to learn how to play one sometimes? Suddenly, he looked over at his illusion clone, who was taking out his phone.
That's a product of the illusion too, along with the clone. He didn't spend any money at all. At the same time, his clone took his phone. With some moments of tinkering, which Juan watched with curiosity. Music suddenly started playing.
It came from an Illusion clone phone. The music seems to be Take On Me by A-ha. Indeed, a great song takes him back to the past. What can he say? It felt like he had returned to those old days by listening to this song.
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Looking at the leaving figure of Juan early in the morning as usual. Draw and Art looked at each other. The former wore his casual, tattered home clothes, while the other was in his work clothes with a leather bag slumped on his shoulder.
"Say, do you find Juan seems a bit different since the day he got the job?" Draw suddenly said softly while taking a sip of his coffee, his palm supporting the weight of his leaning body from the wooden fence.
Art nodded, and he replied, "You also felt it too? Since he got the job, after a few days of work, there seems to be something about him that has changed." Then Art's eyes lit up as though he had guessed upon something shocking.
"Don't tell me he got a girlfriend?" Draw shook his head as he debated, "Maybe he was heartbroken seeing his crush get married to another guy?" Art nodded, "Indeed, that's a possibility too."
"And such, we should give him sometime. A week should be enough, right?"
Thinking about Juan's past few days behavior and his sometimes visits to the forest while bringing those things home alone. Draw suddenly thought, "Maybe we got it wrong all along?
He once again took a sip of his coffee, feeling the heat and warmth entering his tongue down to his throat and stomach. "Well see." He cleared his throat as he thought he remembered something.
"Right, do you know anything about what kind of show Juan was going to prepare? He actually hired my help to buy those tribal-like materials."
Art looked at his face curiously as he asked, surprised, "What? Tribal materials like a staff, an amulet, a feather necklace, and such? What would he use it for?"
Rolling his eyes at him, Draw said jokingly, "That's why I'm asking you." Art laughed as he patted Draw's shoulder before saying "It must be that the company he was in has some programs or occasions. In any case, there might be some hobby involved."
"Indeed, that's possible. But I can't take this feeling that there's something more deeper than we have seen," Draw calmly said, voicing out what he felt truly in his heart. He seems to be telling him that Juan has become more mysterious lately.
And it made him curious. Art shook his head as he glanced down at his feet. Seeing that no dirt had stained his shoes, he said he was preparing to leave. "Ahh, let's just ask tonight. Alright, I'll be going to work then."
"Alright, had a nice day, bro." Draw up a hand gesture meant for saying goodbye. In response, Art nodded and started walking along the road. "Right, I forgot to ask what good gift I should give to a lady."
He seems to remember that beautiful face hidden under bangs and braided-style twin-tail hair. Draw subconsciously smiled and felt something heavy on his shoulder and heart. Love can be both beautiful and despairing.
Looking at the rays of light piercing through the eaves of the forest. Draw took the whole still-hot coffee in three gulps before releasing a hot breath of release. "I still need to work hard."
Soon, he returned home and started to get ready for work. It will be a long day, as usual.
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Acceptor Gas Station, entrance Juan stood at the side of the corner, looking at the employees decorating the bamboo tree. His supervisor, whom he hasn't seen for days, was shouting not far away, giving orders where to put that, there, and this.
Long time no, see now, supervisor. Chuckling, Juan suddenly found it funny that he had thought of something he shouldn't have. He looked around him before walking towards the almost empty building.
Passing by many rooms along the path, Juan arrived in front of the supervisor's office, whose door wasn't even closed. With a bit of pushing, the door opened. And Juan entered like a thief about to do some unspeakable thing.
Hehehe, the anniversary occasion will be arriving. Naturally, funny topics must not leave the stage. So I choose you, supervisor. Bring laughter to life!
In the CCTV Monitoring Room.
Juan's illusion clone looked calmly at the monitor, noticing the strange movement of the door in the office of the supervisor. The illusion clone had a feeling that it must have something to do with Juan.
That's why he called the supervisor to come. To see this strange scene, who knew what the illusion clone was thinking? After all, it's an illusion clone, and Juan, who had passed by the supervisor outside the building, has no way of knowing that.
Time passed, Juan entered the bank, and he observed around him. He especially studied how the employees registered an account and how it was done from start to finish. He only had one goal, and that was to create another bank account to put his money in.
The reason for doing this was because he wanted to create a low key rich persona in case he needed money without his magic. He can have some backup when the time comes. Of course, not just that, but also to create a document for legitimate money.
With money in hand, he was rich. But with no assets to enjoy. How can he experience what money can truly bring? So he stayed there for four hours until noon. He toured the whole accessible building.
After looking for a while, it was lunch time. He found a chance to use a high-ranking employee's laptop that was already connected to log in to their bank system. Without delay, he immediately made an account for himself.
His real self was registered. In any case, there are too many accounts recorded in the database. With some tinkering with his superuser authority. Juan naturally won't make the mistake of not changing the date. He immediately changed the settings and put it into an old account made five years ago.
That way, it won't be suspicious. And then Juan put the money number in. Just 100,000 for now. With so many rich people nowadays, this number was just pocket money for them. Not to mention just the inflation and loss of value towards money.
Juan has no need to worry about being found out. If he really did find out, couldn't he just use magic? Everything can be solved with magic. If there is one that can't be, that means he was using the wrong one or had no suitable magic at hand.
An hour later, Juan left nervously. Although he had done so with meticulous work. He was still afraid, as what he had done was against the law. But more than that, what he actually felt after that was anger and irritation.
Juan felt hatred for himself. Why are his mind and not his body synchronized? His mind is calm and determined, but his body is cowardly and prone to mistakes. "This can't go on, sooner or later. This will create me many problems. I need to change my body's memories!"
The reason for his body being like this was surely the result of how his parents made him be. That's why he hated them—he hated his parents. But he can do nothing because of the morals of society.
He can do nothing because of the guilt he would feel after they fed him and bought him clothes since he was a baby. Juan really wanted to shout at them, but he still suppressed those thoughts.
Because he knew his parents were drama queens. Who would suddenly go crying? Why did she give birth to him if he was like this? Is this my fault? It's your fault; this is the result of not being prepared for an early family.
All women think they're right. When in reality, they were just denying themselves that the world revolves around them because they grew up in an environment where men would be mock and jeered for fighting a woman.
However, he only had one mother. So Juan can only endure it in his heart. The feeling of guilt that can kill wasn't a nice feeling to bear. After leaving the place, he returned to the gas station and saw people already gathering because of the decorations.
Actually, his father should be at fault too. His too self centered, that's why I don't talk to him anymore.
Some people refilling gas in their cars even come down to write their wishes on a piece of paper to be hung on the bamboo leaves. With this many people, there should be no one who would notice him.
And so, Juan immediately followed the crowd and took out a piece of paper from the side along with a pen before walking to the side to write his wish.
I wish for blessings, luck, and protection.
Satisfied, he hung it on one of the bamboo leaves. At the same time, he clasped his hands together as he said softly, like a whisper, "Oh Wishing Tree. The bamboo that acts as a conduit for the wishes to reach the heavens. Please grant my wish for magic that can grant anything I desire."
For a simple ritual, the first step is location and time. Must be on a festival or happy occasion where people gathered around for their wishes or desires to be hanged on the wishing tree.
Step two is the offering; the wish written on those pieces of paper instead is the good offering. They can be regarded as one's secret hidden in their heart. The importance it has in a person's heart makes its value of high importance.
And here's step three: I asked for what I needed. Juan stood silently for a while in front of the bamboo. Suddenly, he bumped into someone. "W-what the, man, watch where you go—eh? Where's the person who bumped me just now?"
"Are you sure you bump into someone? There's no one there though."
"B-but.."
Leaving the place, Juan almost caused a commotion back there. He hurriedly left the place and started walking on the other side of the city. Inside a hotel, he silently entered without paying anything at all because he was invisible.
Even the things he had with him would become invisible when touched. That's why no one saw a magical pen writing by itself on paper. If it were, then it might instead cause panic around the place.
The gas station would also be affected. Juan didn't want that to happen. Walking around using the stairs others seldom use, he searched for the comfort room on the floor he was on. Then he entered it and locked himself in.
The comfort room should have no hidden cameras, right? Or should he just directly return home? He shook his head as he made up his mind. Since I'm already here, I might as well do it.
In front of his eyes, the familiar text box appeared. I'm sure am right. The edge of his lips curled up into a faint smile, suppressing his laughter in this place. It's such a simple ritual, yet the process has to be timed. Yet, here he was, having just done one without any preparations.
[Ritual Successful. Created Wish Magic x12]
The supervisor was the one who helped him instead! You're so good to me, supervisor; I hope you'll like my gift.
[Magic Ritual: 0]
[Current Magic: Healing Magic x4, Illusion Magic x1, Wish Magic x12]
Grinning, Juan felt genuinely happy. With this magic, it can be said that all the problems he had now would just be a piece of cake. Although, according to the information that had once again miraculously appeared in his mind,
Wish magic can only grant wishes that have anything to do with people, elements, or objects. In other words, Juan can't wish for anything other than that. like, for example, "I wish for a magic that can make me fly!"
He looked at the screen, and nothing happened.
[Magic Ritual: 0]
[Current Magic: Healing Magic x4, Illusion Magic x1, Wish Magic x12]
It's the same text box with no change in its numbers. Wishing for magic is outside the box, which Wish Magic can't grant. However, if he were to say it like this, "I want to fly whenever I want with no wings attached,"
Then it would become like this: A transparent-looking hue appeared in front of him in the word "wish" before bursting into transparent raindrops like color before gathering under him into a transparent raindrop like magic circle before disappearing.
Slowly, he gently floated up in mid-air as he felt his body defying gravity. With a thought, he hovered around the comfort room before leaving the place and flying through the pathway. I can fly! Hahaha, though it's not permanent.
Yes, this wish magic has side effects. Juan can indeed be granted the ability to fly using wish magic, but his feet must not touch the ground or anything that has to do with the floor, or it will lose its effectiveness. However, that is enough.
Juan hurriedly left the place and flew through the rooftop. A while later, he flew up, shooting like a jet towards the sky! The boundless blue sky, the expansive, scattered white clouds, and the bright, piercing sun
I can feel them all! I want to embrace the world! Hahahahahaha. The feeling of freedom—only he knew it by now. Flying unimpeded above the tall, rising buildings. He dove and performed all kinds of stunts, only leaving the wind pressurizing in his wake.
This is fun! Hahahahaha.
A while later, he floated above a lone building, just a few feet from the floor.
[Magic Ritual: 0]
[Current Magic: Healing Magic x4, Illusion Magic x1, Wish Magic x11]
Looking at the city below him, the moving cars looked no different from the small toys in his hand. He shook at the feeling of being high up in the sky. He could feel that he was starting to get arrogant once again.
Juan naturally can't have that kind of personality, so he decided to opt for a solution immediately. "I wish for my body and soul to be wholly one, where the mind reigns more with no side effects," he said the moment he finished uttering such a sentence.
[Magic Ritual: 0]
[Current Magic: Healing Magic x4, Illusion Magic x1, Wish Magic x9]
Juan suddenly felt his control over his body become much smoother and incredibly fast. At the same time, he can feel the influence of his mind on his body becoming much greater than before.
With the rationality of his mind, his reckless and irrational body would be much more subdued. And Juan won't have to worry about his body affecting him too much when it comes to decision-making.
That is because his mind reigns more supreme than his body. At the same time, Juan looked at the change in the text box. "So it's considered two wishes, huh?" He didn't mind as he still had nine more tries.
As for using the wish magic on those organizations, Juan weighted it heavily in his mind and felt that he couldn't do much aside from taking their luck. That is because he had no idea about that organization aside from the word that they had so-called awakened people and supernatural powers.
If he wanted to do them harm, then he could only do so by siphoning their luck and fortune. As for erasing his existence from their memories, Juan felt that it was too dangerous without knowing the target. As that wish might backfire on him.
He didn't even know the name of their organization. It's still better for him to acquire magic from the whispering wind folklore. Juan looked at the sky and signed. "Wish Magic, this doesn't seem like it. It's too weak."