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<strong>Lesser Darkness Armor [ D - ]</strong>
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<strong>Magical/Inorganic/darkness</strong>
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<strong>An empty vessel waiting to be filled by a demonic soul. This armor is capable of enhancing dark abilities, amplifying the wearer''s potential for destruction.</strong>
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<strong>Lesser Light Armor [ D - ]</strong>
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<strong>Magical/Inorganic/light</strong>
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<strong>An empty vessel waiting to be filled by an angelic soul. This armor is capable of enhancing light abilities, amplifying the wearer''s potential for recovery</strong>
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<strong>Twilight Steel Armor [ E + ]</strong>
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<strong>An empty vessel waiting to be filled by a soul bearing the power of both light and dark. This armor is capable of enhancing both light and dark abilities.</strong>
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<span style="font-weight:400">"I can actually identify these now?"
<span style="font-weight:400">Rusty scratched his metallic head while murmuring to himself. Before him stood three armor types: two ranked D-minus and one E-plus. The two on the sides were far more eye-catching than the one in the middle, which appeared to be a modest upgrade from his current iron body. Though the middle armor was crafted from a new Twilight Steel alloy that would likely improve his defenses, it seemed underwhelmingpared to the others.
<span style="font-weight:400">‘Twilight Steel Armor… that reminds me, didn’t I unlock a new skill at level fifteen?’
<span style="font-weight:400">Rusty''s thoughts raced as he considered his recent evolution. Reaching the threshold had opened up new opportunities, but the potential threats in the area had kept him from checking his system screen until now. Finally, with time and safety on his side, he decided to take a closer look. Usually, the skills he gained during each evolution were tied to his elemental affinities, and this time seemed no different.
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<strong>Lesser Twilight Embrace</strong>
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<strong>Active Skill</strong>
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<strong>The user calls upon twilight energies to increase their fighting power.</strong>
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<span style="font-weight:400">At first nce, the skill didn’t seem particrly powerful. Its description reminded him of the Fury skill, which boosted his physical stats. However, the mention of "twilight energies" and the vague phrasing hinted that it might do more than just enhance his physical abilities. He wouldn’t know for sure until he tested it.
<span style="font-weight:400">‘Should I head to the training room to try it? Or perhaps…’@@novelbin@@
<span style="font-weight:400">Rusty’s thoughts drifted back to the decision at hand. The new skill was intriguing, but the armor options also needed careful consideration. Since acquiring his Iron Body, he had resolved to improve himself using his own crafting skills. With ess to new metals and alloys, he might be able to forge something superior - perhaps even using the materials from the ck or silvery-white armor, rather than settling for the Twilight Steel in the middle piece.
<span style="font-weight:400">Then there was the mysterious new chamber that had appeared after his evolution. That, too, demanded investigation. One problem he noted with the armor choices was the materials. Each piece was distinct: the middle armor retained both elemental affinities, while the ones on the sides seemed to favor one element at the cost of rejecting the other. Choosing either of the side options could force him to specialize, potentially losing the ability to wield both elements.
<span style="font-weight:400">"...And that is why this glorious demonic shell is the best option!"
<span style="font-weight:400">Aburdon dered as his shouts filled the soul forge main chamber.
<span style="font-weight:400">"No human - or any of those puny other races - will be able to stand before the darkness!"
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hah! And what good will that darkness be against undead monsters like the ones we encountered? Light has always been better against such creatures!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Alexander retorted, bringing up issues with monsters. Their bickering snapped Rusty out of his thoughts. It was clear both guides had strong opinions and were determined to sway him toward the elemental armors tied to their respective elements. Still, Rusty hesitated. He liked the flexibility of using both light and dark elements - a capability he might lose if he followed their advice.
<span style="font-weight:400">The middle armor suddenly seemed more appealing. It mightck the raw power or specialization of the other two, but it maintained his dual elemental affinities.
<span style="font-weight:400">‘I can always reach D-rankter, and if I get better at crafting, couldn’t I just make one of these specialized bodies myself?’
<span style="font-weight:400">Rusty was a living armor monster, a unique being who could craft his own shells. In a way, he wasn’t bound by the world’s strange system or its rigid ssifications. He could be the architect of his own evolution, shaping his destiny rather than being forced into one of the predefined pathsid before him.
<span style="font-weight:400">At first nce, it seemed like he had three choices here. But the more he thought about it, the clearer it became that the middle option was the right one. While it mightck the dramatic ir of the others, it offered the flexibility he valued. He could forge his own parts, and perhaps, in the future, even create specialized variants that enhanced specific elements.
<span style="font-weight:400">A lot of this, of course, hinged on the materials at his disposal. If he could craft a body using an alloy that amplified dark energies, he could emte the other armors'' unique strengths without sacrificing his dual elemental affinity.
<span style="font-weight:400">‘Why didn’t I think of it sooner, why not use both if I can!’
<span style="font-weight:400">Rusty decided to sneak away to the workshop area first, intending to explore it before venturing into the new chamber. Upon arrival, he quickly noticed that the space had changed to amodate his recent evolution.
<span style="font-weight:400">The iron bars he had used to craft his previous body were now reced with Twilight Steel. The forge had been upgraded as well, and all the smithing tools had been enhanced, gleaming with the same steel. It was a promising setup, but as Rusty examined the materials more closely, he realized there were no elemental metals avable. At least for now, he wouldn’t be able to recreate the two stunning, elementally attuned bodies he had seen earlier.
<span style="font-weight:400">‘Could it be because they’re D-rank, and I’m still just E-rank?’
<span style="font-weight:400">He pondered over the thought while surveying the workshop. Everything here seemed designed to let him reconstruct his shell using the improved Twilight Steel. The furnace, forge, and smelter looked more robust and ready for days of crafting. Satisfied for now, Rusty left the workshop and made his way to the new chamber. Hovering before it were his two guides, already waiting for him and arguing again.
<span style="font-weight:400">“So, you truly don’t know what’s in there?”
<span style="font-weight:400">The ck wisp asked, hovering impatiently in front of the summoning chamber.
<span style="font-weight:400">“How many times do I have to tell you? This wasn’t in my soul forge”
<span style="font-weight:400">The white wisp shot back, drifting closer as if to inspect the chamber more thoroughly. Alexander had been the original owner - or at least the previous user of the soul forge. During the bonding process with Rusty and Aburdon, his gift had somehow been transferred and altered, reshaping into this new soul forge. Its current form, resembling a towering castle, was as much a mystery to him as it was to the others. This chamber before them was entirely new, and none of them knew what awaited inside.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Stop bickering, you two. Let’s just go in and find out”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rusty said, cutting through their argument as he stepped forward. Without hesitation, he pushed the door aside, ready to uncover whatever secretsy within. The Summoning Hall was vast, its design a stark contrast to the rest of the Soul Forge. Where the forge was practical, this chamber exuded an aura of ancient arcane power. High vaulted ceilings stretched into the dim glow of arcane light, with intricate carvings etched into every surface. These carvings depicted scenes of summoning rituals: mages surrounded by swirling glyphs, various creatures emerging from enchanted circles, and battles taking ce in strange environments.
<span style="font-weight:400">At the center of the roomy an enormous summoning circle, etched into the ck stone floor with glowing iys of silver and gold. The patterns pulsed faintly, as though alive, synchronized with some unseen heartbeat. Around the circle stood towering statues of robed figures holding staves, their faces obscured by hoods. Each staff radiated a faint light - some cold and blue, others warm and golden, mirroring the twilight that ran through Rusty’s essence.
<span style="font-weight:400">Suspended above the circle was a crystalline orb, slowly rotating in midair. It illuminated this whole vast closed-chamber with a serene, shifting light that alternated between hues of deep purple and fiery yellow, reminiscent of the twilight sky.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Remarkable”
<span style="font-weight:400">Aburdon murmured, his usual arrogance giving way to genuine admiration.
<span style="font-weight:400">“This chamber holds power. I can feel the echoes of countless summoning rituals within these walls.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“This… is incredible!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rusty muttered as he slowly approached the central summoning circle. His life had been short, and sights like this were entirely new to him. The intricate arcane symbols carved into the walls radiated an otherworldly glow, their meanings utterly foreign to him. Yet, even without understanding, he could feel the immense concentration of magical energy condensed in the chamber, particrly at its heart.
<span style="font-weight:400">Despite the awe-inspiring presence of the room, Rusty was still unsure of its purpose. Fortunately, he wasn’t alone. His guides, as always, were there to assist, and Alexander’s words suggested he had noticed something.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm… there seems to be a console over there.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Console?”
<span style="font-weight:400">For a moment Rusty wasn’t sure what he meant but Alexander instead of exining floated towards something that resembled a magical control panel. There was arge orb in the middle with many strange glyphs made of silver and gold. After approaching it he noticed that the surrounding symbols started shimmering as if reacting to his presence.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What is this used for? How do I use it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">At first, he thought it resembled some of the mechanisms the Thieves Guild used for opening secret passages, but this was far more intricate. It pulsed with mana, and there were no switches to pull, levers to toggle, or slots to insert anything - only arge orb at its center.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Hm, could you try cing your hand on the central orb there, Rusty?"
<span style="font-weight:400">Alexander''s suggestion was clear, and Rusty saw no reason to refuse. Nevertheless, he hesitated for a moment, his metal hand catching the light as he reached toward the orb. Thanks to one of his skills, he could sense the dense surge of magical energy emanating from the device. Yet, he also understood that this soul forge posed no threat to him.
<span style="font-weight:400">His metallic fingers trembled slightly before he steeled himself, lowering his hand to make contact. The moment his fingertips touched the orb, the entire panel came alive. Glyphs etched into its surface began to pulse in a strange, rhythmic pattern. For a brief moment, he considered pulling his hand back. But Alexander, observing calmly, didn’t seem rmed.
<span style="font-weight:400">Then, suddenly, all the flickering symbols stopped. Before him, arge rectangr screen materialized, seemingly woven from pure magical energy and sightly transparent.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh… what is this? It resembles the world window... but what’s that white arrow in the middle?”
<span style="font-weight:400">The screen was mostly nk, save for a few strange icons and apanying words. One icon resembled the summoning circle at the center of the room,beled <span style="font-weight:400">‘Summoning.’<span style="font-weight:400"> Another depicted an open book, with the words <span style="font-weight:400">‘User Manual.’
<span style="font-weight:400">“User Manual?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hah, this looks like…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Alexander trailed off, but it was clear he had some understanding of what the screen represented. Aburdon, on the other hand, hovered closer, his ethereal form circling the screen as if trying to unravel its secrets.
<span style="font-weight:400">“How fascinating, what kind of Arch-mage designed this object? It radiates high-tier arcane power…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rusty wasn’t sure what to do, but after a moment’s hesitation, he decided to remove his hand from the orb. As he did, something unexpected happened - the white arrow in the center of the screen shifted to one side.
<span style="font-weight:400">He froze, watching the screen intently, wondering if the arrow would move again, but it remained still. The mystery deepened. Rusty still had no clear idea what this ce was or what purpose it served. His eyes lingered on the <i><span style="font-weight:400">User Manual</i><span style="font-weight:400"> icon. It seemed like the obvious ce to start, yet when he reached out and tapped the screen experimentally, nothing happened and his iron finger just phased through it.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ha ha… Rusty, ce your finger on the orb and just do as I say.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Alexander chuckled after seeing it and it seemed that he had noticed something.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, do you know what I should do?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Probably. This looks like something from my old world…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Old world?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That doesn’t matter, just ce your finger back on the orb and then slowly slide it to the left side.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Um… okay?”
<span style="font-weight:400">He wasn’t sure what was supposed to happen but he followed the instructions. His metal finger was ced down on the orb and slid to one side while still touching it. The moment he did, he could see the white arrow sliding along with his finger movement.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, it started moving?”
<span style="font-weight:400">The screen responded to Rusty’s movements, the white arrow gliding across its surface with a surprising smoothness. He paused for a moment to see how it would react, and sure enough, the arrow halted, waiting patiently for further input.
<span style="font-weight:400">His curiosity grew, and he began rolling his finger lightly across the orb, watching as the arrow moved in sync with his motions. For a moment, he was captivated by the responsiveness, marveling at the subtle control he seemed to wield.
<span style="font-weight:400">Eventually, he caught himself. This was no time for idle experimentation—he still had no clear understanding of what this summoning chamber was all about.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Had enough fun Rusty? Sometimes I forget that you’re not even a year old…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What do you mean? I’m an adult! I’m already an E rank!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sure… now then, just ce the arrow over that book icon.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I know!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rusty replied, his tone carrying a hint of annoyance at how Alexander seemed to treat him like a child. Without waiting for further exnation, he guided the magical arrow onto the icon disyed on the screen. It seemed obvious to him - if he touched the icon with the arrow, something should happen. Yet, when he did, the screen remained unresponsive.
<span style="font-weight:400">“...”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What am I doing wrong? Why isn’t this working?”
<span style="font-weight:400">He muttered, frustration creeping into his voice.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You probably need to tap the orb now.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Tap it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rusty repeated as he did not really understand the full logic behind this device. Still, he followed the advice and gave the orb a tap, but the screen remained unchanged.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No… I mean, tap it twice in quick session”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Tap it twice… quickly?”
<span style="font-weight:400">This magical device was utterly baffling. Rusty couldn’t fathom why he needed to move his finger over the orb and poke it in such a specific way. Wouldn’t it be far simpler if he could just touch the icon directly on the panel?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Like that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">He asked, ncing at Alexander.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Almost. Do it a bit faster, and make sure the cursor stays on the icon”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rusty sighed but tried again. His first attempt failed as he tapped too slowly. On his second try, he tapped quickly but let his finger slide off the orb, causing the arrow to veer away from the icon at thest moment.
<span style="font-weight:400">Finally, on his third attempt, everything clicked. The arrow stayed steady, and the screen responded instantly. The white arrow transformed into a spinning hourss, and after a brief pause, text began to appear on the disy. He leaned in, reading carefully. It was a manual - a guide detailing how to use the summoning chamber and what benefits it could offer.