Clearing the window from in front of her eyes, Emily looks over to the clo her desk. The clock sits at 7:48 pm, matg the pocket wat her hand.
Yep, that said 7:50 when I hit rewind. This is insane. I’m insane.
Staring ily at the Clockwork of Time, she debates testing its fun again to firm her sanity but decides to take a breather and have a look at the mysterious new system instead.
Status
She calls out in her mind ahe floating popup appear again.
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[Name:] Emily Coldstone
[Race:] Human
[Magic Circle:] First Circle
[Maa Cortex:] First Stage
[Attributes:] Strength 7, Dexterity 15, Agility 12, Vitality 8, Intelligence 22
[Health:] 115/115
[Stamina:] 175/175
[Mana:] 330/330
[Maa:] 330/330
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{Please focus here to expand}
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The window has ged slightly since she first viewed it, the long list at the bottom now shrunk down until she focuses on it. She tries reag out to touch the system, only for her hand to pass straight through, staying faintly visible oher side.
Definitely not physical, I wonder if anyone else see it? Is it being projected in front of me or in my mind? Only one way to find out!
She stands up and moves to her bedroom, leaving the wat the desk behind her as she leaves. Reag her bedroom, she shuts the door and stands in front of the mirror. Calling out for the system again, which shut the sed she lost focus on it, she looks at her refle and sees oy air where the blue window should be.
Okay, it’s in my mind. I wonder if that’s what the pain in the bay head was.
Emily ys down in bed and stares at the floating window above her.
Right, let’s gh this from the top. I just o focus on something for further expnatiht?
She tries fog on her name only for nothing in the window to ge.
I guess there isn’t much else for it to say about that. How about my race?
This time the window does shift.
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[Race:] Human
[Traits:] Carbon-based lifeform, high adaptability, weak fleshy bodies
The most oient species spread across the os.
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Spread across the os… I don’t think anything else surprise me after today. First, I time travel, then I find out there are other intelligent species in space, and now I think about it, I guess magic is real... like one of the stories Dad used to tell us when we were kids.
Laughing to herself, Emily focuses otributes .
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[Attributes]
The numerical values to represent the user's body.
All attributes increase with eacrease in [Magic Circle] and [Maa Cortex]
Some attributes be increased with meditation, training or elixirs.
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Thank Goddess there are no surprises here. I wonder which attributes are reted to my role as a teancer. What is a teancer? Also, what’s a magic circle and a maa cortex?
With her curiosity sparked, Emily reads through the rest of the visible options for full expnations.
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[Magic Circle]
The mage’s pan.
A circle of pure mana densed around the heart that dispys a mage’s level of enlighte.
Gees [Mana] and allows mages a e to the world around them.
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[Maa Cortex]
The meic’s pan.
A meic’s brain, optimised and partmentalised by maa, that dispys a meic’s stage of development.
Gees [Maa] and allows a meic a e to maes around them.
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[Mana]
Energy of the universe in its base ceptual state.
Through gathering and transmutation of mana, mages impart their truths on the world around them.
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[Maa]
Energy of the universe in an altered state, fused with a being’s bioelectricity.
Through the expenditure of maa, meics empower and ect with their maes or enhaheir reflexes and processing speed.
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All this w is so weird! Impart their truths!? What is that supposed to mean? What’s bioelectricity? And why don’t health and stamina have expnations, are they just self-expnatory?
“Urgh my head!” Emily whines and rolls over to bury her fa her pillow.
She breathes slowly to try and clear the endless questions building up in her head.
Slow deep breaths. Just like Anna taught you.
Breath in. Hold for three seds.
Breath out. Hold for two.
Breath in. Hold for three seds.
Breath out. Hold for two.
“Hhaaaaa.” Emily focuses aers a meditative state. Losing track of time, she begins to feel the ethereal flow around her again.
It’s faint this time. If before it was a raging torrent, now it’s a calm brook.
Seeing the flow again surprises Emily enough that she almost loses her rhythm and breaks her meditation. The warm sense of fort she feels though, instead of the splitting pain she was expeg, calms her nerves.
The stream of energy flows around her, gently caressing her body. A small part of the stream enters her mouth, so she allows her focus to follow it and be guided within herself.
As the flow hits her lungs it’s immediately pulled to her heart, where it cycles around her magic circle once before tinuing to the rest of her body. Through twisting els and pathways lined with lightning, the energy slowly washes through Emily’s entire body, small strands splitting off itently to nourish her muscles and ans.
Seeing the energy gently helping her body assuages most of her s about the ges she’s undergoing.
I think… This is mana... It’s beautiful.
Emily takes a pause to empty her mind again and follows the flow once more.
Ohe flow reaches her cortex, Emily sees the mana undergo a fual ge. The smooth flow is methodically taken apart, part of it tinuing back to the lungs to leave the body, the other part being transmuted into lightning. The lightning shoots back through all the els she just followed mana through slowly.
In an instant, Emily perceives her entire body at the same time.
It’s not an overwhelming feeling; instead, it’s a soothing sense of oneness. Her whole body brought together by this strawork of lightning shooting aloh her skin.
I guess this is maa, does that mean bioelectricity is just tamed lightning?
Emily’s calm meditation is forcefully shattered as she feels four bzing suns of maering the building. Her eyes snap open and she shoots to her feet as she betedly hears the doorbell ring.
Shit, they know.
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Skill created: Basic Meditation (active)
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Blinking away the system notification, she quickly heads through the hallast Anna’s closed door and into the kit.
Approag the door to the shopfront she slows, quietenieps and listening carefully to the versation she hears.
“-thought you could steal from the Mandrago family a away with it? What do you have to say for yourself?” A voice she reises as the tall man from before questions.
“I swear I don’t know what you’re talking about! We gave over everythiook from the Hollow Warden!”
Emily peeks through the doorway into the shop and sees Herber kneeling on the floor sweating profusely as the tall man gres down at him.
“We felt the magical signature of one of our crystals from this shop, there’s no use lying.”
“What crystals? Also, magi’t real, why do you keep mentioning it?” Herber asks, visibly fused.
Seeing Herber’s fusion, the tall man frowns and turns to one of the short men behind him.
“Miguel, is he telling the truth?”
Miguel steps forward, pg a hand on Herber’s forehead, closing his eyes and beginning a t.
“Heed my words and my blessings of light…”
Strange shimmering white runes begin f in the air around Miguel’s hand.
“…with hoy as my guiding might. With lies banished and my sce …”
Thin white lines carve themselves into the air around the runes, f a plicated ttiana.
“…let the light prevail and the truth be seen!”
A glowing white light spreads from the runic circle to encase Herber, sitting calmly in the air around him.
“Are you hiding ic crystals knowingly?” the tall man asks again.
“No!” Herber says, his voice quivering in fear as he looks at the supernatural phenomenon around him. The white light remains for a few seds as Emily sits with bated breath, then fades out of existence as Miguel opens his eyes and turns around.
“He’s telling the truth, Diego.”
“I see, in that case, it must be someone else in the shop. We don’t need him anymore, Carlos!” The tall man, Diego, says while stepping aside to allow the muscur man behind him to approach Herber.
“No one in this shop has your crystals. I think I’d know if my daughters were using magic!” Herber says with anger, struggling to his feet.
Carlos says nothing, simply approag Herber, produg a knife from within his robes and jamming it into Herber’s throat in a smooth motion as he rises.
“AAHH,“ Emily lets out a scream in shock before quickly c her mouth, Herber’s fallen form overpping with the long-suppressed image of her parents bleeding out in front of her.
Not again.
Her heart drops, her breath catg ihroat as panic threatens to overwhelm her.
“Tsk,” Diego clicks his tongue. ”Miguel, Jose, capture her for questioning.”
No, the watch turn back time, it’s fine, Dad will be fine. I do something this time!
Taking o g Herber falling to the ground, clutg his throat as blood pours out, cold resolve settles in Emily’s gut, dragging her back from the brink of despair as she turns and runs into the hallway with tears streaming down her face. Two pairs of footsteps chase after her, but she doesn’t look back to see her pursuers, focused only on reag her workshop.
She bursts through the workshop door and scrambles to her desk, but instead of seeing the Clockwork of Time where she left it, she sees nothing but her notes and a few scattered tools.
Damn it, I left it right here, where did it go?
Feeling her panic build, Emily pulls the chair away from the desk and looks at the floor, finding nothing there she gnces around the room and sees Miguel and Jose walk in.
Taking a deep breath, Emily calms her nerves and calls up the system interfaavigating down to the Clockwork of Time again.
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[Clockwork of Time]
[Rank:] Exclusive (bound)
[Description:] The first marvel of teology and magic created by the Teancer Emily Coldstone and blessed by the universe upon iion.
[Effect:] Upon activation, rewind time by up to twenty-four hours
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Reading through the description, she focuses on (bound).
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Bound items ’t be removed from the user.
Upon separation, the item will automatically return to the user.
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If it returo me when I left the room, then it has to be in one of my pockets!
The two Mandrago mages are two steps into the room, eight steps away from Emily.
Emily pats her trouser pockets and finds nothing.
Six steps away.
She reaches for her breast pocket and finds a familiar shape beh the cloth.
Five steps away.
Pulling out The Clock she presses the button on top while gng down at the time.
Tick!
Four steps away.
It’s 8:15 pm, only thirty minutes have passed since she first turned back time.
Tick!
Three steps away.
Emily looks back up at the two men approag, now moving in slow motion.
Tick!
Two steps away.
She grins at them as the st of her panic washes away, repced by a calm fidence as she finds fort in the familiar pressure ing her body.
Tick!
Oep away, and Jose reaches a hand towards Emily.
Tick!
The hand never reaches her.
Time stops when Jose’s hand is a few timetres away from Emily’s arm, then begins to wind backwards.
Tick! Tick! Tick!
Emily watches the men moving in reverse with fasation.
Tick!
Then space splits around her, and her perception is once again twisted to pieces.
Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick!
A wave of force again bursts from Emily along with a crack of thunder, as the clocks hit 7:45 pm.
I have thirty mio make sure Dad doesn’t die.
Hurried footsteps charge towards her workshop as Emily stands up and walks towards the door. The sed Herber pushes it open, she dives into his arms and starts g.
