As the sun rose up and cleared the fog, a bustling town filled with energy was seen. In one of the corner's of this vast town a white-haired boy was seen sitting peacefully.
Caster rested peacefully without worry or fret, he had accomplished everything he set out to do. He had escaped from that damned ship and had managed to find out the formulas to become a Beyonder.
He was now waiting serenely for the ship to take him to Backlund. Caster found out that the island he landed on was actually Bansy Harbour.
He also found out that it was currently 25th May 1349 a month before Klein's transmigration. 'There goes the plan of becoming Sequence 3 by the time Klein transmigrated!. I'm also curious about why I can't remember the details of why Klein transmigrated, it's not just about the details of Klein's transmigration there are some more details I can't remember. It's like something is blocking it; very peculiar!'
Caster threw his head back and laughed: 'Why am I pondering about this now?, this is a problem for the future me!'
He then swung a suitcase behind his back and started walking to the harbour. Caster had only 10 pounds left after buying the materials needed for the spirit summoning ritual.
With that meager amount he had bought a suitcase to store James's Beyonder characteristic and had bought a second class seat in a cruiser headed for Backlund.
'After reaching Backlund, I need to go to Isengard's gathering to buy the materials for my Prisoner Potion. If Isengard's gathering doesn't have the materials I require, I can kind of gamble and try to attend Mr. A's gathering.'
Caster soon reached the Bay and waited patiently for the cruiser to arrive. He soon heard the blasting horn of the boat and Caster rose from his bench to line up.
He never perceived the person sitting next to him. He had black eyes and curly hair with a thin face; he wore a crystal monocle on his right eye and wore a black magicians hat on his head.
"Peculiar!" was the only thing the man said when 'He' noticed Caster entering the boat.
If Caster had noticed him he might've died from a heart attack, even if some of his memories were blocked.
*****
After a few days at sea, the ship finally arrived at the Land of Hope. Seeing the city, Caster's first instinct was to cover his nose with a napkin.
'When the book mentioned the city was covered with fog and the air was polluted, I didn't expect it to be this bad!' Caster silently lampooned.
Caster soon bought a newspaper for one pence and quietly went through it to find the location for the Eye of Wisdom's gathering.
He soon flipped through the paper until he found it. The Ernst Firm of Hillston Boroughs advertisement; the knocking pattern was based on the prices shown in the advertisement.
Caster flipped his hand to check the time, only to find he had no watch. 'Well that's a problem, God I don't even have money to buy a pocket watch'
He quickly went towards a bystander to ask for the time and found out it was 7:30pm; 30 minutes before the gathering would start.
Caster hastily made his way to the Iron Gate Street. Arriving minutes before the specified time, Caster breathed a sigh of relief. He soon used the knocking pattern to enter the gathering.
Caster soon rubbed his hands in anticipation; it was time to make money.
"If there is any formula you want me to verify, I can do it. But, there is a fee."
After saying that, Eye of Wisdom soon sat down. The gathering soon began as people traded Mystical Items, Beyonder ingredients and more.
Time passed as the gathering was coming to an end. Caster began to worry that the person he was looking for had not attended this party.
Soon, a masked woman rose from her seat and she curiously.
"I'm looking for the Barbarian formula, is there anyone who has it?, I'm willing to pay with pounds or artifacts with equivalent value"
'Bingpot!' Caster silently exclaimed. Instantly, he raised his hands and bellowed: "I got it!"
The woman quickly looked for the man who spoke and found a boy wearing a tattered coat, an unclean hat and a dirty mask.
"How much do you want for it!" the woman asked impatiently.
"450 pounds" the women's face instantly soured
"That's too much, lower it!"
Caster shook his head: "It's not overpriced, the lawyer pathway formula is strictly controlled. You may not find another person with the Barbarian formula until the end of your life!. So, I think it's perfectly priced; so are you going to take this?!"
The woman grit her teeth and uttered: "Yes!"
A masked worker soon brought a steel tray with pen and paper to him. Caster quickly wrote the formula on it and placed it back on the tray. The worker then brought it to the Eye of Wisdom for verification.
The Eye of Wisdom soon brought out a ring from a metal container. The ring was encrusted with tiny diamonds in the middle of the ring a dark green coloured gem was placed on it.
Eye of Wisdom soon put the ring on his finger and placed it on the paper. "Valid" the man cried out as he placed the ring back into the container.
The worker then brought the paper to the masked women who quickly placed the specified amount onto it. The worker then brought the amount to Caster who counted it and sighed happily.
After half an hour, Eye of Wisdom got out of his chair and rang a bell. "The gathering has come to an end. You will all proceed to leave one by one; so wait your turn!"
*******
Caster had gathered all the ingredients he needed over these three days. Soon, Caster went to the kitchen of the unit he had rented for 10 pounds a month and took out a pot.
He sterilized the pot deeply and soon placed it on the table. He first added the supplementary ingredients — 80 millilitres Purified Blood, 5 milliliters of essential oils made from Hornbeam."
When the last drop of the oil fell, the concoction quickly turned purple. Now came the main ingredients.
Caster hastily added 35 millilitres of Goat-horned Blackfish Blood which made the potion turn light skin colour from the previous purple.
Quickly Caster added the final ingredient — 50 grams of Aqua Crystal. The potion soon bubbled which almost made Caster's drop from fear.
But, the potion soon stabilized causing Caster to understand that it was ready for consumption. He poured the potion onto a glass.
Once he drank this his life would never be the same, but Caster knew this world would soon descend into chaos and entropy.
Why would he wait for the God's to save him; when the Gods themselves may die. It would be better for him to take the power into his own hands.
Caster meditated to calm his mind which made him miss the purple smoke which was emitted from his body. The smoke entered the potion and made it shine brighter.
Caster soon sighed as he gulped the potion entirely without leaving a single drop. The potion felt slimy to the point where it made Caster feel it would stick to his throat.
But, he ignored the discomfort and swallowed it whole. He instantly felt his body getting pricked from all over as his hair began to grow.
Caster focused on his meditation and imagined himself as a sphere which was being slowly wrapped by chains. Just as the prickling feeling couldn't get worse the pain suddenly faded.
Instantly the sphere that Caster imagined himself exploded; the chains slowly wrapped around his spirit and seemed to pull it out of his body.
Caster found himself inside a forest covered with humongous trees; in front of him was a large, overbearing mountain. The foot of the mountain was guarded by demonic wolves with razor-sharp teeth and two tails.
There was a path that rotated around the mountain and stretched till its cliff but the entire pathway was covered with demonic wolves at each point. All of these demonic wolves glared at him.
They didn't glare at him with hate but with longing — longing for him to come.