58 Jack of all trades, master of none 4 (2/2)
”What did you do to me? WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?”
I just injected a poison into to your eyelids, that prevents you from closing your eyes and there you are now incapable of mimicking other people. Did you take me for a fool, not being able to put two and two together? If you blink any time you switch your magic, even an idiot would notice. Just how dumb do you take me for?
At first, I just thought you would switch your character traits to adapt to my conversation, but you made the mistake of gesturing as well. Remember our whole conversation did happen without any word actually being spoken.
But gestures are used to underline the intent or meaning behind words and just why did your gestures give you away?
Gestures are supposed to be used with the language not afterwards. It can be used at the end of a sentence for sure, but doing it all the time made me a bit suspicious and then I started to pay attention.
And what can I say, just with the slightest bit of suspicion your whole act begins to crumble. You blink in a únatural frequency and the switch between your language and your actions is not fluent enough. Your whole act and aura did not fit your character at all. The tempo and choice of words you used did not fit your character as well.
The character you played, wanted to be near me to get trained and learn to fight from me, you even added some personal notes by acting in a mischievous and playful manner. But why would that character insist on getting trained by me, after I clearly told you about the disadvantages of it? Especially after you threw the whole narrative away.
Everything you did was contradictory and miraculously you always chose to say those things that would keep me interested by including my thoughts. Did you seriously think that I would not question it?Or are you so full of yourself, that you thought it would end up well for you regardless of what I did?
I will become invincible if I just copy all the strong but you neither have their experience nor their level of control over magic. You lack the very essence of what makes them strong. The only thing you inherit is the flaws each character has. Being too confident or too thoughtful. How does a mere copycat dream of surpassing the originals?
They once were weak as well, but did they look elsewhere for strength? Their source of strength is the work they themselves put in, but you just took the short cut.
You look down on others, who have the same dream as you, you belittle them for their lack of talent. But of course you are special, you can copy the strong. Therefore you way more valuable than the weak mob. And one day you will surpass even your idols.
Yet with all that potencial of yours, you still lost to a pathetic little creature like me, I am curious what does that make out of you? My answer would be a jack of all trades, but a master of none, but that idiom would not make any sense to you.
Quite frankly I could not care less what you make yourself out to be. Just know the way you are now, you will never be able to beat your idols with their magic and if you stay like that, you will never be able to take revenge against me no matter how hard you try.
What you decide to do, after hearing all this is not my problem. Having said that, I still owe you for that attempt to kill me in cold blood, while I was planning on what to tell you. So the upcoming part is purely your punishment.
Right now, you are currently trying to drive out the poison, so do not blame me for preventing it with the help of my hairs as a precaution. You will not mind if I stick those hairs through your upper and lower eyelid and connect them to the skin right?
You also will not mind, that I will put some more hairs on your body right? But fret not, your punishment will serve a greater purpose in the end. I get to know many things, about the anatomy of a human body in this world. It is just a shame that I can not cut you open directly, without risking death. After all, I do not want to incite the anger of the gods, for such a silly fight, with nothing at stake.
” Do whatever you want, but just be sure that your judgement day will come, because cause the gods are just.”
Sorry to destroy your illusion yet again. Nothing in this world is fair or just. I mean the sentiment that might make right solely exists because the world is unfair. You were born with your talent others did not have that luck, their fate is to be cannon fodder to make you shine. You will shine and he will die. This world does not care for the individual, it does not care about whether a fly like me exists in this fictional plane. So please talk about justice or injustice as much as you like to, it will not change the very nature of the system you live in.
Now, lets start.