17 It's A Mess.



 

 

Ding.

 

 

The doorbell rang, and soon the front door opened,

 

 

"How was it?" I cut off my mom before she could ask me anything and said,

 

"Sorry, mom, but I am going to my room. I'll talk to you later." I passed Mom and started to make my way upstairs to my room, but I stopped in my tracks and turned around."Mom, don't enter my room for a while." I said,

 

 

"I won't; I am going shopping in the nearby market district; do you want something from there?" Mom asked me, I didn't think so,

 

 

"I don't want anything, and lock the door from outside when you go." I said this, and then I ran upstairs.

 

 

 

Step. Step

 

 

Creak

 

 

Thud.

 

 

I closed the door behind me.

 

"Fuu."I took a deep breath and looked around my room,My room is quite big for a single individual to live in; it's like a top-class hotel room with a large bedroom and attached bathroom.

 Slides,

 

I immediately pulled the scabbard from my shirt.

 

"I don't want anyone to know that I have this thing." If Mom saw me with a weapon, she would ask me a whole lot of questions. That's why I kept it inside my shirt and returned to my room before she would notice anything suspicious.

 

 

Fuu.

 

 

"If I am correct, then I've hit the jackpot," I said while handling the heavy scabbard.

Slide,

Then I pulled the dagger from the scabbard.

 

The dagger is white in color, which is why I didn't notice it, but if it's the same weapon, then,

 

Sigh.

 

"Well, there is no use in making assumptions, so let's test it out." I sighed, threw the scabbard on the desk, and held the dagger in my right hand.

 

I sat on a chair and placed my hand on the desk, 

"I have to be quick," I thought, since this ritual has to be done in a few seconds or my mana reserves can run out.

I gripped the dagger and began to push my mana into it until my mana covered the tip of the blade. I began to carve my palm with the mana-imbued dagger. 

 

Tremble.

 

 

"I can feel my hand trembling."  Indeed, I can feel that my mana is getting sucked out as I try to carve the symbol on my left palm.

 

"Ah sh*t."

 

 ' damn that hurts.'    I thought, the dagger was cutting my skin like a butter cube, but the pain because of it was unbearable.

 

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"Haa haa."    In a couple of seconds, I was breathing heavily, my hand was trembling, and I could feel my eyes getting hazy. 

 

 

"I can't stop just yet." I told myself that, and I lifted the dagger high and looked at my palm. I carved a mythical symbol on my left palm. The symbol consisted of a circular shape with a swath inside it.

 

"Now the last step," I held the dagger high above my head and, 

 

 

Stab.

 

"Fu*k!!"  I cursed ,I stabbed at my palm where the center of the symbol is, and the pain was extreme.

 

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Sigh.

 

 

A few seconds have passed since I stabbed my palm, but nothing has happened. The dagger is still vertically stabbed in the center of my left hand.

 

 

The dark red blood is oozing out of my palm, staining the whole desk red in color.

 

' it's a mess.'    I thought, 

 

 

 I feel my hand getting numb because of the large amount of blood loss, i can't move my body because of the extreme mana depletion caused by using the dagger for straight ten seconds.

 

 

"I think I was wrong after all," I thought. Even after completing the ritual, there is no change in its form or appearance. I stared at the dagger with my hazy eyes.

 

 

When Mrs. Marilyn told me that even a sixteen-star warrior cannot handle this dagger, I thought it must be what I was thinking. I followed every step, but it didn't work.

 

 

Fuuu.

 

I took a deep breath to calm myself.

 

 

Am I forgetting something? Was there something else that Adam did other than this? Think... think Ren..think.,

 

" Yes!!"

 

and then it clicked.

 

 

There was something that happened when Adam tried to activate the power inside the dagger, and that wasn't done by him but by another person.

 

"It's just a word, so I don't know if that's the correct key to this, but let's try it." i thought,

 

Gulp.

 

" Falkor."    I said and stared at the dagger to see if there were any changes.

 

 

Then the change occurs; slowly, the dagger starts sucking the blood out of my palm, and I could also feel some changes in my mana core.

 

 

 

Crack.

 

 

I can see cracks forming on the surface of the dagger's slightly curved blade and the handle. 

Zing zing

Through these cracks, a gloating crimson light can be seen.

 

Huh?Why is it glowing crimson-red?  Isn't it supposed to be like some type of golden glow?  I thought that since it was totally different from what I knew,

 

 Crunch, creak

Soon the whole dagger was full of cracks and ripples, and then

 

BOOM

 

The dagger shook while sending a powerful shockwave in all directions.

 

Thud.

 

" Whoa"  I was thrown back, and my back collapsed onto the wall of my room.

 

"Sh*t!" I cursed involuntarily because of the pain. I tried to stand back up on my feet with the support of the wall, but to my surprise, it was not over.

 

 

Boom.

 

 

This time the dagger exploded while sending another shockwave, but this time it was more intense and powerful. I was once again thrown backward, with my back collapsing on the wall.

 

 

"That hurts, ahh," I thought. The pain was more intense compared to the first shockwave.

 

 

I plopped down on the spot with the back of my head resting on the wall.

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Silence.

 

Right now in my room there was pin-drop silence, and the dagger was nowhere to be seen since it exploded as I expected. The scabbard was still on the desk.

 

"It didn't budge even after being so close to the dagger when the shockwave occurred." I was amazed by the fact that I was thrown off balance by the shockwave, but the leather scabbard was still there, resting on my desk like nothing happened.

 

 

The chair next to the desk was also flipped upside down, and my desk is also covered in blood. Other than that, there was no change in my room. 

 

 

"Let's see what I got." I looked at the palm of my left hand; the symbol that I had carved with the dagger was still there.

 

Sigh.

 

 

"I know you are there; come out." I said this while keeping my eyes on the symbol.

 

 

Silence.

 

 

"Klashier, I know you are there, so come out." I repeated myself again.

 

 

Zoop.

 

 

Suddenly a silhouette jumped out of my palm and hovered in front of me,

 

A black will-o'-the-wisp the size of a tennis ball came into my sight; it had a set of sharp fangs and a pair of pure white monolid eyes. I can see a wide smirk, adoring its face, while it kept staring at me with its eyes.

 

"You know my brother's name, hehehe." "What an interesting kid." It said it has a heavy, manly voice.

 

 

 

"You are not the one I wanted." I may have sounded dumb, but I was really dumbfounded.

 

 

"Huh? Huhhhhhhhhhnn!!!Then why did you summon me?" you dimwit!"    The will-o'-the-wisp growled at me, and it set itself ablaze in crimson fire, showing its anger.

 

 

"It looks like I messed up big this time," I said to myself.

 

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