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Desmond didn't need anything else besides a potion and some of those books. He didn't like doing such things Desmond never wanted to do such things but this is where fate brought him. he only wanted to study Magic in all its beauty gaze into the unknown and let people know that he made it here. that he had seen what few have and most never will.

Now he is disgusted becausenow he has to reduce his love to nothing more than a tool to kill. Desmond never sought out Magic for power, but now he must because without it he will never get to see the truth of everything and what lies beyond what are our eyes could tell us.

Desmond took some money from under his bed before he left. When Desmond did leave his apartment he took a bizarre route trying to find a cab. Honestly, Desmond felt little point in what he was doing because when there's magic involved where could he possibly run to when he doesn't even know the basics of magi or stealth tactics. How could he possibly even think of hiding when these people are capable of finding him galaxies away.

After a while of walking an empty carriage drove past Desmond's location. He waved the Coachman down in hopes he was for hire luckily he was. Now with a ride, Desmond's Journey will be a Swift one. He told the coachman to go to the corner of wrinkled burrow and Wood line Street the same place his treasure is stored.

It took around 20 minutes for Desmond to arrive there. he paid the Coachman 20 drachma even though it didn't cost that much the rest was a tip. Desmond doesn't have as much love for money here as he would on his old world for him the only thing of real value was Magic and anything that allowed him to study it.

Desmond checked around him for any prying eyes finding none he preceded Underground. It was a long walk in pitch darkness, but it was no problem for Desmond he activated his magic sight allowing him to see the magic swirling around in everything around him lighting up the world plenty.

After a while Desmond found his hoard in the same spot he left it just covered in rats. He didn't know if it was the blood from his clothes that attracted him or the smell from the magic ingredients. Not in the mood to consider the thought process of rats Desmond shooed them away than started searching for another healing potion in one of the treasure chests.

He quickly found another potion like the special one he drank before. It had more magic swirling around it than the normal ones. Desmond didn't wait he chug down the whole thing. his bones realigned as his black veins regain their previous color. Muscle tissue clinged together reattaching itself to his other severed parts.

The way potions work in this world is truly spectacular it replenished his lost blood and somehow knows where everything is supposed to go. It's almost like the potion has Intelligence of its own.

Reveling in his new vigor Desmond tried searching for the books in the chests only to suddenly cough up black blood. He held his chest in pain and started curling up on the floor more black blood leak from his nose some came out of his eyes Desmond knew what this was from a memory fragment from those souls this was a magic poisoning from drinking too many potions.

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