5 Mystic Superpowers (1/2)
Morning came, and with it, the cacophony of noises that livened up the city. The crowds of salarymen left their homes, starting the new day with less than ideal enthusiasm.
”I need to find a way to make money,” Garett said while swallowing a piece of hard bread, the little money he had wasn't even enough to buy a decent breakfast.
As that old Lurmon said, the Lord's church would help the Marked in finding a job; I can only hope the Goddess Church does the same, I can also go to the College and take my time, searching for a job fit for a scholar... Garett reviewed his options, the hard bread awakening him to his financial reality.
”I've also reviewed the knowledge the book imprinted into my head, it's more accurate to call it new powers. I can only say it is not as useful as I hoped,” His newfound knowledge wouldn't help him to make a lot of money, maybe if he joined the military he could try climbing the ranks.
Firstly, there's the ability of materialization; in short, I can materialize things that I have an extensive understanding of, and to do this, I only need to focus on the specifics... He experimented with the materialization of a kitchen knife, while the result was a bit crude, he was able to use it while preparing the breakfast.
It's not that mystical though, I can only keep it materialized as long as I focus, and I can only materialize a thing at a time, as it is a bit taxing on my mind as well. Maybe if I understand more about the forging process of the knife, it should be possible to create something of higher quality... Garett massaged his temples, uttering a deep sigh.
”If only the objects didn't vanish, I could become a one-person factory!” But his dreams were shattered even before they had a chance to come to fruition.
Then there's the second ability; Control, this one is closely related to the first one. While an object is materialized, it can be controlled even if I'm not touching it.
”The range is not that great though...” For now, his range of control didn't exceed a meter; if the object exited the area, it would dematerialize after a short while.
I don't know if it has other applications, I'd have to get creative. But it was fun to play with it... His smug smile spoke volumes of how fun it was playing around with the floating knife.
And the last one was called Perception, I don't understand how it works yet, I can only use it to detect even the tiniest of flies entering my house. It's more like a passive ability... While he found these abilities somewhat useful, they were only useful to him! He couldn't think of a way to make money with all that!
Am I supposed to become a magician, doing magic tricks in the city's square!? I don't want to be remembered as a cheap trickster... He complained inwardly about his unfair destiny, he originally thought that he could apply his abilities into becoming a successful businessman!
Swallowing the last piece of bread, he got up and started to dress up. He had planned on going to the Church of Mists to search for some form of guidance;
Executor Lurmon said he'd explain the situation to the church clergyman, so I should talk to them.
...
It took roughly twenty-five minutes for him to arrive in front of the church, as he didn't have the money to rent a coach, he could only walk all the way.
”This building is still as majestic as always.” He sighed, even if he was a believer of the Mist Goddess; he couldn't be called a devout one.
The last time I came here, I came with my mother; she's always been a pious believer, even when things didn't go her way. I guess that's how a believer should be... While feeling downcast, he started to take in all the minute differences brought by the time.
Different from his memories, the main gates had a flowery hedge ornamenting its appearance, a few preachers with red robes were scattered in the main square; some asked for donations, while others talked about the grace of the goddess.
Most of the citizens of Lhûn believed in the goddess, that's why the difference between the churches of the Eternal Judge's and the Goddess's was so large.
It's not like the Goddess clergy doesn't have their own patrol, so we can depend on them most of the time... Garett thought while approaching the main gates.
The preachers all stared at him when he passed by them, some praised the goddess, others asked for donations. After arriving at the gates and entering the building, he was met with the majestic hall, at this time of the day it was mostly empty, with a faint haze covering the place.
I've always wanted to know if this haze is natural, maybe it's a result of some occult method related to the goddess? I wonder if I should ask about this... Garett walked in the direction of the pulpit, as he breathed, he slowly felt himself calming down as if he laid in the soft embrace of a mother.
”Excuse me, father. My name is Garett, I-I hope you were informed of me?” He said after arriving at the end of the hall if he remembered it right, the name of the man in front of him was Charles, Father Charles had a vibrant black hair, his features being those of a young man. Actually, Garett remembered that he had always looked like this, even in his infancy.