Chapter 319
Chapter 320 of "Chaotic Craftsman Worships The Cube" begins with suspenseful moments: āMan, I might actually finish everything here at this rate.āBeing left alone in a library... Donāt miss it!
āMan, I might actually finish everything here at this rate.āBeing left alone in a library for so many hours, heād spent the time plowing through books, enjoying the experience all the more for just how peaceful it was. He hadnāt been able to do anything like that in the trial and it felt like an excellent change of pace as he used the time to escape the world.
Vividusās library wasnāt just full of books on life magic like heād expected when he got there but a healthy range of topics that left him feeling happily stimulated as he got to work going through them all, reading dozens of thick texts in the span of the day thanks to all of his mind skills working together to make it easy.
All the while as he read away, heād been kneading a piece of metal in his hand that he kept in his pocket, altering through training every magic he had with it to pass the time. Changing its shape with his material user skill, applying numerous complex enchantments with his divine enchanting, and destroying them in the end with his destruction, only to repeat the cycle in an attempt to grow.
As he finished his last book he put it to the side to give his magics more attention than what he could from a meager two minds, switching the order in his head to leave only a couple to digest everything heād been reading while the rest focused on the lump in front of him. At the fourth level in material user, there were things he wanted to try, especially after how much his mana pool had grown.
Rolling the ball into a sphere, he attempted something heād done when he first started using the skill, seeing how well he could manipulate it through mana alone.
He stared at its shiny surface as it sat comfortably in his palm as he directed his mana through it, bending the metal to his will as he went, working in the simpler features first, stretching it out into a more oval shape, pulling bits out and pushing others in to get the beginning of the standard facial features he wanted to work with, eyes, ears, nose, and mouth and clear, if a little rough, as he worked to refine them, giving more and more detail as he went before changing the scale he was working at, adding the pores as best as he could, subtle wrinkling around the eyes, slight dimples at the smile and attempting the hardest of all, hair.
That was the step where he failed. No matter how much he tried to pull out delicate strands from the head of the small bust he made, it was all too thick, giving a terrible look that Ben eventually gave up on, smoothing it all back out as he instead added more details and lines to give the look he wanted instead, reaching a point that he would consider it an excellent likeness of himself as he admired his handiwork.
āSo my mana drains a lot faster doing it this way but as long as I regulate how much I output to match my regen rates itās not so bad, and Iām pretty sure unending crafting is enhancing the quality of my work too cause otherwise I think this is better than really should be. It would make sense, right? Iām basically just using my magic as a tool for my crafting and I already know the skills are related, now itās just to test it in ways that my crafting wonāt help.ā
He had two ideas that he wanted to try, one of which heād tried before and basically failed at while another was new to him, which he started with.
Staring at his sculpture, there was one thing he was curious if he could manage, temperature control. How hot or cold something was depended on the energy in it, the atoms vibrating and giving off whatever levels of warmth they did, but then on a fundamental level, that meant it was just the material moving, at least as far as he saw it.
Thinking about exactly what heād need to do, he stopped and gave it a try, doing his best to still the atoms that made it up to bring down the temperature, feeling his mana leave him in a flood and sweat begin to form on him as he focused, putting everything he had to the task and still failing.
He wasnāt discouraged, he thought that if he was going to manage at all it would be difficult and failure was always the likely outcome, at least at his current level, but he didnāt let that stop him from trying it from the opposite end, doing his best to heat it after his mana regeneration.
On that end, he thought he might have had the smallest amount of success once he tried. He thought it felt warmer in his hand, at least slightly, but the longer he focused on it, trying to raise the temperature even more, the more he had to admit to himself it was probably just the metal absorbing his own body heat.
Another thing to try in the future, but to end it he focused on his final attempt, the first way he ever used his magic and deemed it to be wrong, he raised up the small bust into the air through mana alone and had it fly in a tight circle before immediately stopping, feeling his mana plummet from the act and needing to wait as it all regenerated.
āOkay, even with all of my levels thatās still absolutely outside of whatās possible for me, good to know, now to just see if thereās a way around it.ā
When he used his magic, his mana wanted to completely fill whatever he was using it on, but heād already confirmed back in the trial that it didnāt have to and instead he tried to focus it into the smallest area he could before trying again, using a fraction of it in the process as he lifted the sculpture from a single point instead of every bit at once and making it do slow circles in the air around the room, with a mana cost that meant he could do it constantly.
He immediately wanted to cheer as the level went up. It still wasnāt at the point where he could use it for an attack, trying to move it fast enough for such a thing was all but begging to fall into mana exhaustion, but it did give him a new way to train the skill to practice, pushing it to grow to be stronger for the applications that had the most meaning to him, using it with his crafting.
The only thing that stopped him from continuing to watch his sculpture flying through the air was Thera and Vividus walking in, both of them giving it a confused look before it landed back in his hand and he cleared his throat.
āAhem, so how am I looking then doc?ā He asked, knowing full well that as heād been both practicing and playing around in the last few hours the room had been filled with life spirits examining him, even if he didnāt see them.
āWe still need to look at you for longer and thereās something I personally want to check. Take your shirt off and use the tool you made that raised your level last time so I can examine you.ā
āWait, are you crazy!ā Thera yelled. āHe almost got himself killed using it last time and we donāt want to raise his level even more when we donāt know what effect it has!ā
āIf you want the best chance of understanding it then itās important to see how it changes with a level up, and it would be even better for me to be watching as it happens rather than seeing it after. Given the nature of the skill I donāt believe it will harm him and considering the skills that merged with it, heās likely to level it up in the event he gets enough injuries or needs to push beyond his limits, unless of course you donāt think either of those things will happen again.ā
Thera looked at Ben silently for a second, needing barely any time to give in to the face of her aunt's argument. Given his track record with injuries as well as life-and-death situations, she didnāt want to bet on him finding himself to be safer overall any time soon.
āFine, but donāt let him get past one level.ā
With the both of them seeming to have come to an agreement about his body, Ben did as he was told, reaching into his bag to pull out the knife heād used with the soul crystal still inside of it, and after Vividus stuck her hands into his chest and a second of hesitation on his part, activated the enchantment.
As soon as it activated and scales started to form along his arm, the great life spirit removed one of her hands from him, ripping out multiple of the red growths in quick succession.
āOw! Man that really freaking hurts!ā
āIt will be good to see what sort of effect it leaves behind after you undo it. I suppose I should also deal with your arm as a whole so it doesnāt attempt anything,ā She said as an afterthought, the immediate consequence being Ben losing most feeling in it. He still had the strength to hang onto the knife and could run his mana through it, though there was a chance he didnāt need to. He wasnāt sure if heād lost control of it yet, and on a whim decided to test something just to see what would happen. Taking extra care not to have the effects extend to Vividus in any way for the sake of his own safety, he activated connect, trying to force the effects of the skill onto both his arm and the blade itself to see if either would work as his mind was filled with primal, raw screams.
It wasnāt his own, he hadnāt been affected by the act, what he was experiencing was the rage and madness of the demon's soul, the effect of caging a beast that wanted to be a force of violence and letting it see that its only way out was by going through him.
The notification rang out in his head, but before he could say anything about it, Vividus was already aware and ripped the knife from his grasp as the effects on him faded, the places where the scales were ripped out leaving thin cuts in his flesh in their place.
Despite his hopes though, no more system notifications followed. It was just Vividus standing there, arms still inside of him as she looked at him with what he thought was curiosity before changing her focus to the scales in her hand that hadnāt reverted to bits of flesh.
āWell, youāve certainly given me plenty to go over so Iāll be talking with the lesser spirits, you both take a room. The building is set up the same as the other one so you should have no problem finding the equivalent of the last one. Iāll call for you in the morning.ā
Clearly dismissed, the great life spirit continued to stare at the scales as they both left, the two of them eager to relax for the night.
As they got to their room and laid down, they briefly spoke about their days before Ben went to jot ideas down into a notebook for different enchantments to pass the time before going to sleep, only stopping as he felt Theraās eyes on him.
āSomething on your mind?ā
āMmh, you know, even my family tends to struggle to tell where Iām looking with eyes like this.ā
āWhat can I say, Iām a fantastic boyfriend. Also, that wasnāt really an answer.ā
She hesitated for a second, subtle looks of curiosity and concern playing across her face before she gave voice to what she wanted to know. āIāve never really asked you about it before, I know itās a sensitive subject for you Ben, but what do your people think of death?ā
He thought he understood where this was coming from. Even if he didnāt like it, he did end up in danger a lot and assumed this was another extension of her concern for him. With whatever was happening to his body, it wouldnāt be unreasonable to worry a bit, he probably should have been more concerned than he was and he put an arm around her as he spoke.
āI mean, even if Earth was smaller than this world, it had a lot of history to it and more cultures and beliefs than I could name, I canāt really say what my species believes as a whole, but I can say that I donāt plan on just rolling over and dying if I can help it.ā
āSo would you want to live as long as you can?ā She pressed, staring into his eyes as if to see his soul.
āYeah, of course Thera, do I give the impression that I want to get off this ride so soon?ā
āI did watch you hang from the neck of a sea monster before.ā
āIgnore that. I like living. If the world doesnāt end in the next few years then Iāll be happy to enjoy even more of it too. Thereās an entire planet to see after all, and I want to see as much of it as I can with you.ā
As he said that she leaned in and kissed him before going to rest her head on his chest, saying one final thing before she fell asleep.
āI want you to live a long life too.ā