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Chapter 118: Bonding
🕑 Added 2023-03-29 12:01:00 +0000 UTCErani, Ainash, and I all sat down to look at our Statuses. Apparently Ainash Leveled up as well during the fight, so she needed to manage what she got, too.
What, exactly, her Status looked like was something we still had trouble establishing. If I zeroed in on one specific aspect of it, I could normally get a decent answer out of her, but it seemed like her Status was more a general feeling than one of words and numbers. Which made sense, considering the way she communicated with us. Still, it was strange to hear that, when I asked what her Health was, her answer was “okay.”
First, Erani and I went over the new Bond Rank she’d gotten.
“So the Rank went from 11 to 12,” she said. “Stats went from 22 to 24, and XP gain went from 11% to 12%, as we expected, and the fire resistance went from 49.4% to 52.4%.”
“Gods,” I shook my head. “24 in every Stat. Absolutely ridiculous.”
“I’m sure you’ll get there one day, if the Bond continues to Rank up like it has been. Speaking of, I think I may have a theory about how it decides to increase.”
“Yeah,” I said, “pretty sure I’m thinking the same thing. It seems like, somehow, the Bond can measure the emotional bond that Ainash has with each of us, and the strength is determined by that.”
Erani nodded. “Kind of weird to think about, but it makes sense, considering how we’ve seen it act until now. It’s a higher Rank with me because I’m closer with her, and it’s Ranked up with each of us closely following some sort of encounter or conversation we have with her.”
“Yeah.” I pursed my lips. Honestly, I’d been suspecting that was the case for a while now, and now that we’d gotten more proof, it seemed pretty certain. Though I wasn’t really happy about it, if it was true. Assigning Stats and XP to my literal relationship with someone…It just felt a bit dehumanizing. To me and Ainash. What, was I just supposed to be extra nice to her from now on to make sure I got extra Bond Ranks? Was I supposed to hold my tongue whenever I disagreed with her, only ever say yes to everything she did? That felt like the opposite way to build a bond with someone.
“You don’t seem to happy about it,” Erani noted.
“Yeah, I’m not. It feels like it’s encouraging us to build a fake relationship with her, and that’s not what she deserves.”
“I don’t think it is,” Erani said. “She can sense our emotions, remember? If we fake moments or lie to get closer to her, she’ll be able to tell.”
“Yeah, I guess,” I said. That was pretty true. If I treated her like some sort of vessel through which I could get stronger, I supposed she’d easily see through me. But then, that just meant I’d have to watch my own thoughts to make sure I didn’t sink into feeling like that in the future. One more thing to watch out for. “You think the Bond Ranks can go down if we upset her, or something?”
“No idea. If it’s measuring our real emotional bonds, maybe? But it could be measuring something different, just similar. Maybe it’s just time spent together, or time spent using the mental connection. I don’t think we know enough to tell for sure.”
“Yeah, seems like it. I’ll have to try to test it somehow later.”
I glanced over across the canyon. We were currently in what was effectively a wide hallway of stone, either side of the path surrounded by smooth walls of rock that were easily dozens—maybe even hundreds—of paces tall. So we just sat and rested on one side, leaning our backs against one wall.
“This pass through Kingdom’s Edge,” I said, “it was made by a single person, right?”
“That’s what they say. Don’t think anyone around has been alive long enough to remember when it was made, though.”
“Even Koinkar? He’s been alive for, like, hundreds of years, right?”
“Guess so. Someone must’ve made it a long time ago.”
I sighed and stared upward. This massive chasm, carved through one of the most dangerous places in the entire kingdom. Someone had gone through and just cut it out themselves. Who knew why? Maybe they wanted to do something for the world. Or maybe they just had a sick kid or something, needed to get them to a Cleric, and this was the fastest way through. Or maybe they just felt like it. Did it on a whim.
I shook my head. “I want to do something like this in my life.”
Erani looked over at me. “What, cut a path through a mountain range?”
“No, no,” I laughed, “like, I want to do something big. Leave my mark on the world.”
“Oh, good, because I was about to say, I’m not going to help if you want me to just start randomly blowing up rocks for you.”
I rolled my eyes. “You know what I mean. I don’t want to sound like one of those psychos who are totally power-hungry, but just…That level of influence over the world. The capability to do whatever you want, whenever you want. It’s intoxicating to even think about.”
“What, you want to start your own empire or something? That’s how they’ve started historically, you know. One person with a high enough Level starts telling some other people what to do, and they pretty much have to listen. Soon enough, they’ve got walls and territory and an army.”
“No, I don’t think I’d want to do that. Really, it’s kind of the opposite of what I want. I feel like, normally, life is so full of worries.”
“Well, yeah, we’ve got an army of Demons that want us dead.”
“But even ignoring that. Before you ever met me, I’m sure you had plenty of times you got stressed out, right?”
“Sure. I didn’t stress over money too much, but obviously I dedicated a lot of thought to my Class and trying to make the right decision with that. I guess even with little stuff, like dealing with some annoying client with adventuring. Or just politics. Taxes going up, tensions with other countries that I couldn’t do anything about, hearing about a nearby village that got attacked by monsters and hoping we wouldn’t be next, stuff like that.”
“Yeah, exactly. I guess my ideal life would be one without those worries. The little stuff. I don’t want some sort of overwhelming source of power to bend others to my will, or whatever some of those other Classers seem to be going for. I just want to wake up in the morning—every morning—and not have to worry about anything. No dreading going to work even though I don’t want to, no stressing about a sick loved one, no dealing with someone who can tell me what to do. I just want to live somewhere, put some time into my hobbies, and evade those petty problems.”
“Sounds like a modest life,” Erani nodded. “What does carving a path through a mountain have to do with it?”
“I told you, it’s not about a mountain,” I laughed again. “It’s about having the ability to do what you want—what you need—without worry. Whoever did this, they had some sort of reason for it. And we don’t know what it is, but they had a reason. Maybe they needed to carve a path so that their village could escape some great threat, or maybe they were just tired of walking around the mountain range. But either way, they wanted something done, so they just…did it. No issues.”
“Well, you said you wanted to leave your mark on the world, too. Wouldn’t a big project like that get in the way of relaxing?”
“It isn’t about just doing nothing all day, it’s about not doing the things others want to make you do. If I want to build the tallest pillar of stone, I’d be able to do that. Or if I wanted to plant enough trees to turn a desert into a forest, or if I wanted to drain an ocean, or whatever. I could spend my life doing that thing—whatever it is—that I want to do. Something that I think will help people, or help myself, or that just looks damn cool. Whatever. The point is that I’m not doing it because someone else told me to.”
Erani nodded. “Yeah, I get that perspective. Personally, I’m not sure that I want to spend all my time on some great, life’s-work project. But being able to relax for a bit and not have to worry about regular obligations seems nice. Like a life-long vacation.”
I nodded. “One day. But for now, let’s just manage our Statuses. You Leveled twice, right?”
“Yep. I have some Stat Points and a Spell Strengthening to assign.”
“You’re still putting those into Firebolt, huh?”
“Well, yeah—I don’t even have the option to put them into Angelic Shield until I get a Spell Crystal. After this one, it’ll be up to Rank 17. And I’m getting close to another natural Rank-up, which will push it to 18.”
“Damn. I like having my versatility, but there’s definitely something to be said about going all-in on one single strategy. That thing’s damage must be getting pretty high by now, right?”
“Yep. That’s what Sorcerer’s all about,” Erani laughed.
“I feel like you’ll get powerful enough to kill Infernals in a single hit sometime soon.”
“Maybe not on their own, but Signature Magic can absolutely boost damage numbers to an absurd amount,” she nodded. “Right now, assuming I get a one-hundred percent boost from that, plus the fifty percent boost from Primal Might, at Rank 17… the Spell currently can deal upwards of around 500 damage in a single hit.”
“Good gods,” I coughed. “Seriously?! I knew it was high, but it’s at that much already?”
“Mhm,” she nodded. “That’s what you get in return for having literally two Spells at Level 17.”
I laughed and shook my head. “I guess that sort of makes up for it. Anyway, speaking of Spells, I should probably look at mine.”
“Yeah, I’ll assign my Strengthening and Stat Points too.”
I nodded and closed my eyes, sinking into the familiar feeling of meditation.
Once ten minutes had passed, I pulled up my Status.
My breath caught in my throat at the sight of the Spell XP counts for all of my Spells. All at 355, just waiting to be Upgraded. This moment, more than any other, I felt a burning desire to get some of those Spell Crystals. Just a few of them—I could even reuse the ones I got with Time Loop. Hells, I still had that old Poison Spell Crystal from back when I’d Upgraded Noxious Grasp, I just didn’t have any other Poison-School Spell to use it on. I’d been keeping my eye out during my Choices, but none had come.
We were closer than ever to getting some Crystals, though. Just a bit more, and we’d be back in civilization. Protection, Spell Crystals, damn, I’d settle for just some regular food and a bed to sleep in. It felt like so long since I’d last had even that.
I’d also forgotten that I actually had 6 Stat Points this time, not 3. It felt like it’d been so long ago, I’d almost forgotten that I Leveled up once before, from 16 to 17, and hadn’t had the time to manage that one. It’d just given the 3 Stat Points to assign, though, so I didn’t need to do anything else for that Level.
But enough about that. My current Level, 18, had given me something much more important. It was time to look over my next choice of Spells.
Comments
lenkite
More importantly he needs to find a way to regen Health effectively. He would not have survived the last fight if the call to retreat came 10 seconds later.
1536539
I wonder if the reason he is getting so many options for gravity manipulation is because gravity is a result of time-space distortion.
1536539
Thank you for the chapter. Wild form goes directly against his build of prolonged fights of attrition, it would absolutely be the wrong choice to go. Defy gravity is too limited for it’s high cost, he can only use it on himself, it does not control momentum but just decreases gravity, at a starting effect of just 10% I don’t see the appeal, though it is still better than wild form. Sanguine bond makes him do what he does better, it increases his strengths while giving him extra health and stamina, basically another way to deplete his opponent in addition to ray of frost and noxious grasp, it is however very expensive, it does seem like the best option of the 3 but he needs to find additional ways to preserve his mana, his high Mana regeneration and light plate are not enough. Looking forward to the next chapter.
Reg Rome
Whoops! Used an old version of the image. Fixed now!
Joseph
Honestly feel like the only option here is sanguine bond. Even if it didn't synergize with his current build, the other 2 are just dogshit. Especially defy gravity
Solopath
Activation Type and cost are missing from the Wild Form spell. Looking forward to seeing what he picks!
