BXBX NOVEL Chapter 112: Ego Weapon
The air itself hung heavy, thick with the scent of damp earth and something else, something primal and untamed. Strange, bioluminescent fungi dotted the decaying logs and forest floor, casting an eerie, otherworldly glow in the dimness. Vines, as thick as a man\'s arm, snaked through the undergrowth, their sinuous forms hinting at a silent, lurking menace.
The very trees seemed to whisper secrets in the rustling leaves, a constant murmur that sent shivers down the spine. It was a place of untamed beauty and lurking danger, a wilderness that both beckoned and repelled with equal intensity.
Noah was given his inaugural task: to venture into a specific section of the forest, eliminating menacing creatures that crossed his path. Meanwhile, Lilith was dispatched to a distinct location within the same woodland. Learning from the previous mishap, Arion deployed vigilant guardians to observe discreetly, intervening only when peril loomed.
The dense canopy of the Whisperwood swallowed the remnants of sunlight, casting an emerald twilight around Noah. He stood alone, the silence broken only by the occasional rustle of unseen creatures and the distant cry of a bird. This was it. His first mission, his first step into the heart of the wild unknown.
A thrill of anticipation danced in his veins, a stark contrast to the cool sweat drying on his skin from his morning workout.
But before he could fully focus on the task at hand, a chime resonated in his mind, a sound only he could hear. The system, his mysterious companion that had been dormant for a while, was finally waking from its upgrade only five more pourcentage and it would be good. Excitement bubbled within him, momentarily pushing thoughts of monsters and scouting to the back of his mind.
What new functions awaited him?
"Alright, let\'s start by inspecting my reward, the Ego weapon," Noah exclaimed eagerly.
As he reached into his item box, Noah retrieved something peculiar—a spongy substance resembling slime. The instant it made contact with his hand, a mysterious bond formed between Noah and the golden, jelly-like material.
A vibrant gold color pulsed faintly within the gelatinous mass, giving it an almost otherworldly appearance. It felt surprisingly firm yet strangely malleable, a bizarre combination that sent a spark of curiosity through him.
"Yes, this is the original form of the Ego weapon," replied Noah with excitement. "To activate it, you need to feed it a weapon of your choice. From that point onward, it will undergo transformations based on your strength and mana. It\'s truly incredible!"
As Noah made contact with the Ego weapon, a flood of information rushed into his mind, providing him with a deeper understanding of its capabilities and potential.
Indeed, the concept of Ego weapons, which possess their own will and rank among the highest-grade equipment in this world, may initially seem far-fetched. However, when considering that mana, the main energy of this world, is harnessed by human will, the idea of a weapon autonomously handling it and creating synergy with its owner becomes more plausible.
Ego weapons are designed to tap into the wielder\'s mana and work in harmony with their intentions, unleashing their full potential. This unique bond between wielder and weapon allows for extraordinary feats and unparalleled power.
\'\'It is time to begin!
A sly grin stretched across Noah\'s face. He didn\'t need to look far for the perfect weapon to initiate his Ego weapon\'s transformation. With a flick of his wrist, the black sword he\'d received during his awakening materialized in his other hand. This wasn\'t some fancy, ornate blade, but a simple, utilitarian tool – a reflection of his own no-nonsense approach.
He held the two objects close, the cool steel of the sword a stark contrast to the pulsating warmth of the Ego weapon. Mentally, he focused, picturing the black metal being absorbed, becoming the foundation for something new, something powerful.
The gold slime reacted instantly. With a soft plop, the sword vanished, seemingly swallowed whole by the gelatinous mass. A jolt of energy surged through Noah, a significant chunk of his mana being siphoned away to fuel the transformation. He winced, momentarily lightheaded, but gritted his teeth, determined to see it through.
Then, a blinding light erupted. Noah squeezed his eyes shut, shielding them from the sudden brilliance. The forest floor vibrated beneath his feet, and a low hum filled the air. When the light finally subsided, he cautiously opened his eyes.
In his hand, where the pulsating blob once resided, lay a familiar form – a black sword. But this was no ordinary blade. A faint, icy blue light emanated from its surface, casting an otherworldly glow on the surrounding foliage. The metal itself felt different – cold, almost sentient, like a predator poised for the kill. An involuntary shiver ran down Noah\'s spine, a mixture of awe and primal fear.
\'\'!!!"
\'\'Hahahaha! This will be fun!"
A laugh, devoid of malice but filled with a newfound power, escaped his lips.
The knowledge flowed through Noah\'s mind, solidifying his understanding of Ego weapons. These weren\'t mere tools, but living extensions of their wielders. They grew alongside their owners, a reflection of their strength and the depth of the bond they shared. A thrill shot through him – this wasn\'t just a weapon, it was a partnership, a shared journey of growth.
The information continued, outlining the unbreakable connection between owner and Ego weapon. They couldn\'t be traded or bartered, becoming truly ownerless only upon their owner\'s death. Even then, some Ego weapons, forged in an unbreakable bond, would vanish alongside their fallen masters.
His grip tightened around the hilt of his transformed blade. This wasn\'t just about power; it was about responsibility. This icy weapon, a chilling manifestation of his potential, demanded respect and a commitment to growth.
The final detail sent a jolt of wonder through him. The strongest Ego weapons, legends whispered, could even take human form. Though incredibly rare, the very notion fueled his imagination. Here, in his hand, resided the potential for something extraordinary, something that transcended the boundaries of a simple weapon.
Ego weapons couldn\'t be ranked or categorized like their mundane counterparts. They were unique, personal expressions of power, and the potential within his newly transformed blade was limitless. A fierce determination settled in his gaze. He wouldn\'t squander this gift.
He would nurture the bond, hone his skills, and together, they would be able to walk on the path ahead, whether standing at the summit or getting revenge for his mother.
With a newfound purpose coursing through him, Noah slipped the Ego weapon back into its sheath. The Whisperwood awaited, its secrets and dangers calling to him. But now, he wasn\'t just a lone scout venturing into the unknown. He was a warrior, bonded to a weapon that mirrored his own potential, and the thrill of the hunt burned bright within him.
Just as Noah shouldered his pack and turned towards the deeper shadows of the Whisperwood, a familiar chime echoed in his mind. The system\'s voice, crisp and clear, announced a notification.
"[Name your weapon. Reward: Your weapon first ability will be unlocked.]"
A thoughtful frown creased Noah\'s brow. This was unexpected, but a welcome surprise nonetheless. Here was a chance to personalize this strange weapon further, to forge a deeper connection.
His gaze drifted down to the cool hilt protruding from his pack. The faint blue glow emanated from the blade, a constant reminder of its chilling power. A name. It needed a name, something that reflected its nature and the bond they were forging.
His mind raced through possibilities. But then, one name rose above the rest, a name that resonated with the weapon\'s icy aura and the potential for growth it held. Nemesis. The name of the Greek goddess of retribution, of justice, and of a power that could both punish and protect. A fitting name for what he was about to accomplish in the future.
A slow smile spread across his face. Nemesis. It was perfect. With a silent nod, he focused his will, mentally uttering the chosen name.
The moment the name settled within him, a surge of energy pulsed from the weapon, coursing through his arm. His eyes widened in surprise as the faint blue glow intensified, swirling around the scabbard before vanishing completely. In its place, a single rune, intricate and beautiful, shimmered faintly on the hilt.
[Nemesis\' first ability: \'Telekinesis\' unlocked.]
The system\'s voice echoed once more, confirming his actions.
A thrill shot through Noah. Nemesis. His weapon. A partner in his growth, imbued with his will, and now, with its first ability unlocked.
\'\'Indeed, this going to be fun!"