While…it was unbelievably hurtful, I ended up going for
Dimensional Lock, simply being able to stop the typical high tier shit just by being present…was a must in comparison to a trait that made it easier to do magic like a lot of other things in the gacha.
And with that I was able to select
two abilities to select at a time…obviously I was keeping
Foxfire, but as for the other…
Radio Waves sounds the most useful at the moment right now.
After basically manhandling every one of the gang asses, including their big boss, I kinda speed blitz every one of them, hopefully they remain unconscious…and I didn't hit them hard enough to cause brain damage.
"Well we made quick work of them," Puck cheerfully bragged, seeming a lot more relaxed than how he was now that I can actually feasibly fight.
Well no, more accurately now I can dominate.
I on the other hand pouted while I was sitting in a squat, "All of them are weak though…how am I supposed to get more tickets if they are all weak like that…"
It was obvious how it was going to go, it was very doubtful the gacha that attached itself to me is actually gonna allow previous accomplishments to repeat.
I swiftly stood up from my crouched position, "Now for the loot!" As I walked past all of the sleeping bodies on the floor and through the door that the "boss" came right out of.
Immediately Puck zeroed in on a certain wall with narrowed eyes, while I went off to the desk,…nothing of note, money, money, more money, with some numbers and addresses that I didn't really know where they lead.
"There's something pretty foul on the mystical side behind the wall, Mort," Puck warned as he warily flew closer to the wall.
Oh? We doing nicknames little buddie? Fair enough.
I walked up to the wall, I examined it from the front and the sides, trying to see if there is something that reveals an opening.
Nothing, not even a crack of air, so I took out my sword after getting bored in a minute, and just gave a good ole slash in the general vicinity that Puck mentioned.
The brown wallpaper was instantly slashed…alongside the knob-less door behind it as the lower half collapsed.
Pick deadpanned at what I did with a smile, "I guess that is one way to get in" I snorted in amusement, as I pushed the still hinged upper portion of the door.
What I saw…was quite creepy, a red circle on the floor that looked suspiciously like blood, fresh at that, candles that burned a lighter red, the sheets of symbols of all kinds- it was red, there was a lot of red in the room, oh my god was there so much bloody red.
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My nose scrunched up at the heavy smell of copper, the fact that the door was hidden behind wallpaper…the guy either literally
just did it and got out with
no bodies, or something fishy was going on.
Also, now that I was deeper in the room…the blood circle was apparently written in a specific manner,…one that matched the book on the small altar table.
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Marbas?
…oh my fucking god, was that guy back there talking to me about shaking hands with angels an actually a bonafide
satanist?
"How lovely," Puck sarcastically stated as he observed the disturbing room making sure to stay near me, in case of anything malicious or generally lethal.
Careful not to step on the blood circle, I walked up to the book,…well it definitely had the same circle drawn as the one on the floor…it also was crusty and old and shit, I felt like I had to be very careful with what I was doing with it.
…Also it was written in a language that may as well be chicken scratches, stereotypically wise it was most likely Latin if I had to fucking guess.
It also had a bookmark…it was also filled with chicken scratches…the circle thankfully had English letters for whatever reason…considering how Marbas was spelled with the first letter starting from 12:00 and going clockwise…the name was Glasyalabolas…is that a name?
What an utter mouthful of a name.
Pick came floating in between me and the book in my hands as he curiously scanned the pages, "So what is this? It seems ancient, smells like something that was covered in dust…and blood, for a very long time".
I kept flipping the pages— carefully—taking a look over presently seventy-two circles of the Goetia, he wasn't too sure, most of his memories of demon names came from Fate Grand Order and DxD.
"Demon Royalty, they typically specialize in something or other, but all of these are supposed to summon them and they can teach you shit if you do it correctly," not taking my eyes off the book
"…Oh," was all Puck said, "…it may be wise to leave it here and leave Mortimer".
I sighed, as I reached the page that had Baal as the demon, "You're probably right-" I was cut off as suddenly a
Ding went off in my mind.
Ding! You have located a conjuror's copy of the Lesser Key of Solomon, even if it is missing a vast collection of miscellaneous knowledge and warnings.
Wha-
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Hold up! this thing is LEGIT?!
[Tough Claws]
|Uncommon Trait|
Your claws are exceptionally sharp and durable, more than they should be, all claw-based attacks and abilities are stronger, and you can turn your nails into simple claws whenever.
Oh…this is actually decently useful I guess, in case I don't immediately have
Velvet Sword on hand…I'm sensing a theme, am I slowly becoming a fox boy?
Foxfire and now
Tough Claws are kinda suggesting that.
With a hint of curiosity, I have already placed the book down as I test my new found ability to bring in and out my claws.
To be completely honest this was cooler than having a sword for reasons I cannot naturally explain other than its purely feelings.
"Alright then, let's get out-" just as I turned around to get out of the room, only to accidently step on the circle that just lit up…shiiiiit.
It started glowing, the candles and lights behind, to my sides, and above me were flickering and struggling to exist.
A sort of wind began to pick up despite being indoor, the room that already looked like it had a red filter on somehow got even more crimson than before.
Puck immediately summoned several chunks of pointy ended ice pointing directly at the circle that had been gathering a…rather sinister kind of energy that my inexperienced ass can feel, the icicles surrounding it all directions.
Suddenly, as if climbing out of the ground like it was a pit itself and not a painted circle of blood of an intricate design, a clawed paw could be seen.
Demonic Lion Creature: Wolgaron
That…is a big ass Lion, one that could barely fit in this room, a lion that pulled itself out of the circle while glaring at me with its seemingly-glowing, red eyes.
Decorated with metal-based accessories with an occasional gem as numerous sets of metallic horns grew out of its skull.
"
I come forth from this circle of binding on thy request, o' foolish conjuror, who has called upon President Marbas of Mechanical Arts and Crafts of the Ars Goetia, what is thy urge to supplicate towards myself"
It was strange to hear words come out of a lion's mouth, it didn't seem to care that it was surrounded by icicles, it was rough, it was heavy, I could feel some sort of authority and regalness to how he spoke.
I could see that Puck's hair was standing on end…but not necessarily scared, though he kept glancing back at me.
While I just stared dumbly at the demon, "…good evening President Marbas," I started,
Lovers already doing the work, since I more than likely would have started it with a "…Hi," and wouldn't that be awkward.
The lion, Marbas as he—I am assuming he—is called, remained silent, as if waiting for something, it was hard to make out the expression of a lion, but I was getting the impression he was giving me his equivalent of the look "get on with it,"
"…I am gonna be completely honest, my companion and I stumbled upon this room after dealing with the…I assume now cultist,…your summoning…was purely accidental," I tried to be cordial, pushing my trait for communications to the limit, "…is this…if you would forgive me for asking…your usual form?"
He stared at me, I could have
sworn I saw his eye twitch, before he gave me a big sigh as if he was tired of this shit, "Fine…call off your cat too," the voice now completely sounded normal, like something I might hear from heavy smoker that already had a bass-singing voice.
His form shifted to a warping mass of red and black energy, while I took Puck in my hands and asked him to calm down for a moment.
Worse comes to worse, he slows him down with the cold, while I run the fuck away with my skill over
Thunder Breathing.
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He…ok, he may have been technically smaller, except he was
definitely taller, his mane was all over the place making him seem even bigger than he was. His tail flickering from behind in irritation that I could spot.
"Listen human, I am aware that your puny mind may have a hard time understanding this, but even as a lower rank amongst the Goetia, am incredibly busy, considering all the armaments the rest of nobility demand me to build and progress!" He began now sounding so much more like a grouch you may find in a bar drinking as he looked down at me—literally—with his intense eyes.
"So let's skip the formality, I will even humor you to an extent considering, even by accident, I don't spot any salt that for whatever Lucifer-damn reason you mortals seem to believe I CAN'T STEP OVER," oh note to self, salt does not in fact work with demon circles…if I ever decide to do such a thing as summoning a demon…
Actually it was more likely now considering he was…acting a lot more human than I ever expected from a creature of darkness and sin.
"So what pray tell, in exchange for your soul or for your ritual sacrifices," his eyes rolled at that one, "do you want my services for,".
…
…I mean if he was already here, and…considering he said Mechanical Arts are his thing…not like I was gonna use the metal for anything just yet, "…if I give you a metal you have not ever seen before, would that work instead?".
He looked at me unimpressed, before he crossed his thick, furry arms, "for one
I haven't seen before? Sure, whatever, go on…impress me," and awaited with half closed eyes.
…Welp, here goes nothing, I am going to hope this ISN'T the Percy Jackson universe…if it was chances are he has seen it before…backplan may be a go, I was already emotionally signaling Puck to be at the ready as I pulled out the three
Celestial Bronze ingots.
Pulling them out, the Marbas snarled angrily at me, as he came up close and grabbed one of the Ingots, "
YOU THINK ME A FOOL HUMAN?! TO HAVE NEVER SEEN BRONZE…before?," he seemed to be on the verge of going full on demonic, before he actually took a good look at the supposed bronze.
The previously angry look the Lion man had paused, before falling to neutral, to then blinking, he relaxed and straightened up while Puck—who once more got spooked—was radiating magic.
The Lion examined the metal with a close eye, flipping it over on all sides, he even took a bite of it, or at least he bit into it like how some people might test if the coin they were given were real, before he looked befuddled at it.
"…Alright…what the fuck am I looking at," a very much befuddled Marbas finally said, "It's not holy, but it definitely has some sort of…divine feeling to it, it's like an upgraded bronze…and it's actually while I am in contact with it to solidifying my form far more than I am intending to…,"
"Celestial Bronze…a metal that…my magic I suppose, acquires from beyond the void," I was being vague, but truthful, who knows, these guys may be able to sense lies or have lived long enough to spit them anyway.
Marbas didn't look like he was completely listening to me as he chose to try and scratch the metal and it proved to be more difficult than he imagined.
"…Very Well, this is a curious thing, human, …the three will be acceptable payment," now that it seemed like his time wouldn't be wasted, Marbas was not more relaxed.
"A request for each bar," was my immediate response as soon as I saw that he was indeed interested, this was an opportunity I should not miss! while Puck was looking at me as if I had gone completely insane.
Marbas' eye twitched, "…You're
pushing your luck, human, this is a dangerous game you are playing," but the fact that was all he said told me he wasn't outright denying it.
"I'm aware, but
I also know that there isn't a metal like it anywhere else in the world! I know my worth! Take them all, or as many as you are willing to give me favors for, but this is the price I am setting!" Was it smart that I was bargaining from a demon? Fuck no, but I sure as hell will when I see the opportunity,
Lovers guiding me through hints on speech and movement on the conversation.
Marbas closed his eyes in annoyance, grumbling under his breath, the way he was casually shaking the metal his anthropomorphic paw was curled around the metal, he was literally weighing it.
"Fine!…I'll take all three…speak clearly what you want before I lose my patience," he gave in as he looked down at me with glowing red eyes.
"Information! Mostly the structure of how hell works and how important things you believe I may need to know!" This was important, I can't just be stumbling blindly into this, who knows what the fuck is true or not, the salt was implied to be useless, was True Names a thing?
"Done" he stared at me with no real thought behind it, or it was just information he didn't consider important enough
to consider.
Was it that common of a knowledge in this word? To be completely honest before today I was under the impression this was a normal world.
"Magic!…I want to learn some spells, considering I just stumbled upon all this," this time it seemed a little unreasonable as the lion man pinched his nose and closed his eyes.
"I don't have the time to play teacher to a warlock or cultist…I'll give you enough power to at least be at the level of average human mage of demonic lineage," fair enough! That is good enough for me for now.
"The last-…" words didn't come out of my mouth, as I realized I didn't really have a third desire to fulfill at the moment, the Marbas slowly blinked at me as he awaited me to finish.
"…Can I cash it in at a later date as a favor?" I sheepishly asked while Marbas and Puck deadpanned at me, while I held my awkward smile.
The demon rolled his eyes, before extending his free paw towards me, his appendage now glowing blue, "Is that a deal? Information on Hell, Enhanced Magical Potential, and a Favor in exchange for the three ingots of your metal" I thought about it for a moment…before I shook it.
The room shook, the cracks over the walls and floor formed, the wind violently blew to the point I had to close my eyes, before it all calmed down.
By the time I could see again, I realized Marbas had already walked past me and into the chair that gang boss man probably used, "Let's get this over with, we have a lot to cover over the structure of Hell,"
Cool Beans! I smirked in excitement…before the mother of all headaches came through.
Ding! You have successfully conjured a creature!
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[Cloak of Bellowing]
|Trash Item|
DnD - A fancy embroidered red cloak that can bellow majestically even in the absence of wind.
Or
[Cheer]
|Rare Skill|
You have a natural knack for giving motivation and cheering people up. You have a feel for what words someone wants to hear right now and what to do to cheer them up or get them out of a slump. You'd also be one hell of a cheerleader.
Ding! Crossed upon a Supernatural Entity for the first time!
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[Holy Light]
|Rare Ability|
Holy Light allows you to conjure and shape Holy Light, often used by Angels. Allowing you to unleash it as balls of light, energy blasts or blades of light, when used against Infernal, Unholy, or Necrotic targets, the Holy Light will set them alight with holy flames, but against targets outside of that range, it does significantly less damage. (A/N: Holy Light is NOT light speed despite the name)
(AN: AAAAAND Suddenly, your the single most dangerous shit in pentagram city when you arrive)
Ding! You have successfully (accidently) Conjured an Ars Goetic Demon!
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[Natural Armory]
|Rare Ability|
Allows you to turn objects you are touching into cold weapons that are stable in form regardless of their original matter. Like a solid scythe out of water, a spear out of stone, a sword of air, a whip of fire. The world around you is your armory.
Ding! Genuinely impressed Marbas with something he had never seen before!
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[Infernal Chains]
|Rare Ability|
You are able to conjure infernal barbed chains that can bind or be used as weapons by you.
Ding! Struck a deal with a High-Level Demon and came out with the one that benefitted the most!
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[Vacuum]
|Elite Ability|
Allows you to create vacuums and control them in your sensory range allowing you to pull things in and cause implosions. The more powerful a vacuum is the more energy it expends.
Or
[Expert Stealth]
|Elite Skill|
You are an expert in the way of stealth, you know how to move like a ghost, silently, blend into your surroundings and swim with the shadows. You could sneak into a military base and no soul would know you were there. You could stalk an owl through a forest while wearing a high-visibility jacket. You are up there with the greatest assassins.
Oh my fucking god…I immediately took
Cheer and
Expert Steath.
"Human…stop gawking and get your ass over here!!"
(AN: fun fact, I rolled to see who Iron Fist had as his next demon prepared to summon…and I got Marbas
)
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