Unusual World 69 Unwanted Residen

Morning Road, Delmar City

Walking on Morning Road to Hunter's Bizarre with much vigor in his step was Desmond. Yesterday he had just finished carving out the final rune into his core officially making him an intermediate apprentice mage. This advertis.e.m.e.nt brought with it greater control over his mana, a larger mana pool, and the ability to cast intermediate spells for apprentice mages.

Desmond couldn't cast intermediate spells before because he didn't have enough mana in his body to do it. Plus casting spells above your grade has more cost than benefits so Desmond never even dared.

Things have been going well for Desmond lately besides advancing he has also been able to successfully create a magic scroll. He enchanted the spell illumination on to the scroll it was nothing fancy, but it was his first success of soon to be many.

Desmond had not been able to utilize the advanced branch of enchanting yet where he can give life to his enchantments in picture form. While he was patient Desmond was eager to try out an idea he had in his head with that enchantment technique he's learning. If what he is thinking succeeds than he will not only make a lot of money but also become someone super annoying to fight even more so than an illusionist already is to people.

While picturing his enemies playing in the palm of his hand, well mostly the Mirror Man Desmond found himself at the entrance to the Hunter's Bizarre then entered. Inside he saw Ragnar wearing a blue vest with his long wild bed hair unrestrained, displaying his bare chest full of battle scars as usual.

He was watching a popular drama TV show in this world called Mechanical Heart. It is set in a world where everyone is human, but their world is a bleak one. Their entire world is toxic and the pollution that the factories produce and dumb into the few clean water sources and onto the common folk don't make things any better. The world has become so toxic that people being born with weak hearts have skyrocketed. Even the people born before the problem arouse were suffering from it as well.

This caused the death toll to increase exponential the solution that the people in that world came up with was to replace everyone's hearts with a stronger mechanical one. This stopped one problem, but it also created new ones as well. While the rich at the upper ring of society lived long healthy lives with hearts that could keep pumping for hundreds of years.

The lower ring of society didn't bask in the same glory their new hearts while better than their old ones were not as good as the wealthiest members of society. So with their inferior hearts, they eventually experienced problems, but unacceptable to afford the tune ups and spare parts their hearts broke.

A faulty heart could cause problems with the mind making a person act out in strange ways or go crazy. It's only when a person's heart breaks do they actually die. Seeing the state of the lower ring a mechanic from the upper ring came down to fix the hearts of those who needed it. He even gave people who needed it piece of his own heart to keep theirs working. The man gave away so much he could started to suffer problems until he could no longer feel love.

Desmond found out about the show through his friends when they all got together to enjoy the meal Roy brought over for them. The meal was quite good the different flavors and styles surprised Desmond, but not as much as finding out that even someone born in such a fantasy world could still dream like that.

He wasn't born into Desmond's depressing world where you only live to work yet he dreams of a different sky. Maybe its because this is the only world he knows making this his norm the reason my he dreams of something more while not knowing how good he has it.

Desmond didn't linger on the matter since philosophy wasn't his style instead he walked towards the counter where Ragnar was and chatted with him.

"My word Ragnar do you own anything else besides a vest its all I ever see you wear". Desmond said in a joking manner, he has been to their shop so many times in the past couple of months it was hard not to become acquainted with someone like that.

Ragnar was deeply engrossed in the show he was watching and didn't want to miss a thing "shh ... It's a new episode just take your book, leave money and go".

Desmond knew Ragnar got like this, but he was a decent guy despite how he treats people.

Desmond was going to search for the things he wanted when he heard hurried footsteps coming from down the hall the look of fear on Ragnar's face as he uttered: "why are these walls so thin".

sliding down the hallway with a heavy book in hand was Seraphine her sparkling white hair flowed like water as it draped over her shoulders. Her pink dress swayed a bit as she did just like her hair as her ruby red eyes locked onto Ragnar and chucked a book at him.

Ragnar was prepared he caught the book skillfully with his right hand as he realized a second book was following closely behind the first. Unworried he caught that book as well till he saw a third book trailing inches behind the second.

He caught that one my closing both hands clasping the third book with the previous books he caught. Only to see a fourth book coming at him which he caught in his mouth leaving him open for the dictionary which he gracefully took to the forehead.

Slumped on the floor Ragnar got yelled at by Seraphine while Desmond was marveling at Seraphine's throwing skills. He even considered asking her to teach him how to throw properly because Desmond knew launching rocks at rats can only go so far.

Done yelling at Ragnar Seraphine apologized to Desmond just like the first time they met. Desmond didn't mind at all he had gotten use to Ragnar over his visits to their store.

Desmond was more interested in Seraphine as he made small talk with her "Ms.Seraphine it is so rare that I get the chance to see you your husband usually keeps me company I am pleased too once again meet you". Desmond spoke like a gentleman since that was the trend going around and since he liked Ragnar and Seraphine he's the only werewolf and elf he knows in the city.

Desmond had seen a few other magical races walking around, but he couldn't really just stop and stare at them for hours. While he could people would start to think there was something wrong with him. That would bring unwanted problems that he didn't want so he restrained himself.
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"It is a pleasure to meet you again Mr.Gillies"

Desmond was taken back he didn't think Seraphine would remember him "So you remember me we only met once in all the times I came here".

"I'm quite good at remembering people and it would be hard not to remember someone who accepted an offer from one of the shadiest people in the world. If you don't mind me asking what were you thinking? If you said nothing myself and Ragnar would have been able to convince that maniac to drop whatever claim he randomly came up with".

Desmond having a very short list of shady people he met knew who she was talking about "yes I would admit accepting anything from someone who gave of even a tenth of the number of warning signals as that man.

Would easily earn someone the stupidest man alive award, but I am not in the greatest of circ.u.mstances. So even if you where to stop me I may have foolishly tracked the man down to accept his deal anyway.

I could not take a step forward if I didn't accept his offer nor would I have such a gracious option as taking a step back. Shady or no he offered a hand while I was surrounded by darkness. Accepting the consequences because of my actions is a part of life and apart of what will make me a great mage".

Desmond knew he could die at any moment resistance wasn't even an option for him against the Mirror Man. So, to avoid the extreme danger he had to take extreme risks. Desmond wouldn't ever accept dying without experiencing all he could with magic. Seraphine tried to say something when a burst of deep laughter came from inside the walls as black sludge oozed from the ceiling and converged in the middle.

As the sludge converged it spoke "Well said trash"