58 Clays Experimental Log 3 (1/2)
Inside a perfectly temperate mansion that needed no other lighting than that of the outside world seeping through to the gaps in the room. Where heat and uncontrollable energy continuously assault the walls. The room that if compared to the outside world looks so different that its difference can only be described as heaven and earth apart. A man sat on a chair modeled after a throne that was fought over by foolish monarch-wannabes. He had his fist supporting his face and the calmly closed eyes as if he was sleeping was as steady as still waters. His breathing was even, his breath rhythmic. The face of a young man with the skin of a baby, unblemished and perfect. He was wearing a black shirt with red accents and had belts instead of buttons. Under that shirt was another cloth. The identity of that black cloth was an inner shirt. His outer shirt had long sleeves that extended until his elbows. The inside of the shirt was colored red, thus, the accent. His trousers were also dyed in black made from the same material, a little baggy going towards his legs and groin area and a bit tighter around the calves and the ankle. He wore shoes that looked like modern Jordans. His wrists wore black metal bracelets that had chains connected to his rings. It was not an unfamiliar look as he copied the look of a certain hunter whose eyes turn red from intense emotions. His hair color had also changed from black to silver since his stay in this place, unknowingly.
This person was Clay. He was currently unconscious. Or he was supposed to be. As he was currently controlling the golem-body he sent to Alleucanth to manage his affairs while his real body continued to absorb the energy from the Sun and growing his own ability to produce energy like that of the Sun. It was the strategy he worked with Ultico who calculated that a few years of stay here would enable Clay's body to finally become unfettered by mortal standards.
At this moment, Clay's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he abruptly stood up with such force that even the super reinforced floor he made was cracked and caved in. It was testament to how much his current strength had grown.
”I have finally found a way to gain the ability to control and produce magic energy!” Clay exclaimed excitedly. He then proceeded towards his own laboratory where all his cloned bodies were stored as well. The 7 bodies lined up in glass containers floating steadily. If anyone other than Clay had come to this place, they would have been too scared to look at it. Since at this time, just one Clay was enough to destroy a planet, how much easier it would be with 8 of them moving about?
”HAHA! I have finally found a way to contract a spirit!” Yes, after a year of constant research, Clay had finally found the method of the elves and other spiritual races by which they could use magic. It was by contracting these spirits that are also present in this world that lives in another dimension. The first hurdle was looking and going into that dimension, but with Clay's proficiency with Space magic, he figured out how to open dimensions and even travel inside. However, with his double-body on Alleucanth, he could not afford to use it for an experiment. He had more confidence in using his own body for things that could destroy his hard-worked-on body double.
As the Magic Circle finished, Clay uttered the words written on the magic circle though Olden God's Language and his body was directly sapped almost all his accumulated magic energy. Then he recited a spell that the ancient people of the elves as recorded in a book. Suddenly, a blinding light emerged and encompassed the room in an instant. What came next was a laugh and an oppressive aura appearing.
”HAHAHA! Who can call unto me, the Spirit King Agni? I shall see if you are worthy of a contract with me!” Said the Spirit King Agni. Agni was a Spirit that ruled over the Spiritual Fire. He was the one who ruled over Spiritual Fire in this dimension. Even the Six Pillars of Faith did not have enough authority to borrow from his power. They had to create their own flames with their own effects. The effects of the Spiritual Fire of Agni were to cleanse and revive any other flame. In a way, it stood above other Spiritual Fire. Spirit King Agni looked like Jafar when he turned into a genie in Aladdin. Albeit, fierier and was intangible as well. He was wearing fire as his garment and his eyes themselves were made of fire. He did not possess legs and was floating freely in the air. The temperature inside the room raised a teeny bit when Agni appeared. A testament to how much insulation Clay's mansion had.
”Heed my call, oh King of the Spirits, Agni. My name is Clay, I need a way to harness spiritual energy. I humbly ask that you teach me the method.” Clay said as he bowed his head to Agni appearing in front of him. Agni, who totally fit the setting and location of where he as summoned. Immediately after summoning and his entrance, Agni felt the fire energies that were rampaging in this place and felt ecstatic. Finally, I will have a successor who likes to play fire more than any other Spiritual Element. Thought Agni. He was a spirit King, but in some other dimension, he was called a god, but he admittedly does not think himself a god. So, he was happy to be called upon by a fire junky.
”Human. No, your soul, smells different. But you are human I'm also sure. What is this?”
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What the Spirit King, Agni, muttered was picked up by Clay and this alarmed him. Is this spirit saying that I am slowly becoming less human?
”Oh, spirit King, what do you mean?” He asked Agni to clarify, however,
”Human! I have answered your call and I am pleased with your dedication. I don't know where you learned of the method to summon us spirits, but I will grant you not just the method but a contract with me. I will give you this opportunity to become one of my successors. This will give you a greater power than just a simple contract of power. What do you say?” Agni ignored Clay's question and directly went to the point of why he was here as if running away from the question.
Clay did not pursue it and declined the contract outright saying,
”Spirit King, I do not wish for your power. I wish for you to teach me how to control Spirit Energy. If you teach me this, then I will find for you a successor that will be worthy of your grooming.” Promised Clay, he already had someone in mind. Clay did not mind that he sounds like he was speaking to the Spirit King like they were equals. And right now, Clay did not feel any sort of threat from the Spirit King at all.
”Preposterous! A human who summoned me, does not wish for my power but to train in spirit magic instead? HAHAHAHAH! How preposterous! I quite like that kind of haughty thinking. However, human, I have one condition. Defeat my disciple in a duel and I will teach you the method to train spirit energy. What do you say?” It was a typical development, Clay thought. He really thought of the possibility of fighting the Spirit King itself, but his disciple should be a piece of cake.
”I agree to your condition. Let us set the rules of the duel, such that none of us perish even by accident.”
So, both Clay and the Spirit King, agreed on rules. The rules are as follows: Both fighters will have a minute to fight. After that minute is over, a 30 second break is required and then the fight resumes with another minute as its time limit. If in any rounds any of the two fighters admit defeat, then the winner will be determined. If the winner is not determined even after the third round of minutes, then the Spirit King Agni will decide who won and who lost. Killing blows will be prohibited (the Spirit King suggested considering Clay's safety). With those rules they established they used the room for the duel. Clay slowly distanced himself from Agni for him to summon his disciple.