章 147: Gaymer [#2]
"So, why you have that mask on?" Of course, curiousity was something people had- However, what Zenith didn't understand was why were so many people flocking him like this? After he entered the classroom and was forced to sit down close to the front, whereupon he was surrounded by curious teens who wanted to know more about him. First Period had just ended, but he had a hard time getting out of the classroom since everyone seemed interested in him- Just curiousity or sexual attraction! The many times someone tried to touch him inappropriately was surprising to him, but he dodged their attempt of caught their hands right before looking in their eyes and saying: "No touching." Somehow it made them want to touch him harder?
Then he finally understood why when he received a notification from his system:
[You've received a new skill!]
[Intentionally or not, You've successfully made people question their sexuality and seduced a big part of them. Regardless, You've successfully a new skill thanks to your handsomely mysteriois appearance!
Passive = Subliminal Attraction lvl 1: Your being exudes a seductive aura around you. This ability cannot be turned down but can be suppressed and it affects every sapient being. It cannot take away a being's ability to give or perceive concent, but they'll be more interested in you sexually and/or romantically enough to say yes or offer themselves to you. Its effects are increased by Charisma in intensity.]
Horny Teenagers plus a Mysterious Tall Figure with 20 Charisma equals Horny apparently.
Regardless, people were attracted to his aura, it reminded him of Harry Potter's Veelas, poor women who attract people with their magical beauty that acts like an aura around their bodies, but unlike Zenith, their auras granted them magical affinity to fire and illusions at least, but Zenith's hotness aura only made people want to fuck him- Which it wasn't that bad, until you think about it: It cannot be turned down but van be suppressed, meaning maybe he can use another skill to make himself less desirable? Well, maybe, but for now he has to deal with heads suddenly turning to stare at him as he walked past in the halls, he could definitely feel people starig at his ass and crotch and it made him uncomfortable.
But his ability didn't take them their ability to perceive or give concent, meaning they were simply staring because they wanted ro regardless... Fuck, this is messed up. I mean, he could definitely take advantage of this ability and go around seducing people, but that's something he's too shy to do and he can get really awkward at times so flirting is out of the way! It doesn't, however, stop other people from flirting with him, which means he'll have to reject them- And that gets really awkward, but he must respect himself and stand up for himself. "Hum- Excuse me?" He stopped when he heard someone right below him, he must've been so distracted that he didn't notice someone below him, well, in front of him but they're small- He looked down to notice just a few inches below him, meaning they weren't that small- In fact, he was going to pick his books to go to the next period on his locker, which was beside someone else's locker, and he must've gotten distracted because he just stood behind them- Unmoving.
He huffed a sigh before turning around and going to the left to go to his locker, opened it in one go before taking his books out and putting others in. "Sorry." He ignored the boy who he stood behind thereafter- Not because he was an asshole, but because he was awkward! He didn't know what to do, so he just left while praying to all Demons and Gods he wasn't a total asshole.
The day crawled slowly, time digging its heels to taunt him- But one thing stayed the same, the moon rose to the sky and he finally managed to rest after a busy day of him seducing people without meaning to- fucking skill! In the end, he laid on top of his bed, tired. 'Well, day can get worse...' And he chuckled before buying a ticket for the random gacha, which was 1000 points, he then used said ticket and-
[Congratulations! You've received the skill:
Fantasylingualism lvl 1: The ability to speak, read, and write in every fantasy-based language. Not to be confused with Extra Terrestrial Language, for this skill only translates the languages of fantasy standard languages: Elvish (Language of Elves), Dwarish (Language of Dwarves), Draconish (Language of the Dragons- Not to be confused with Dohva), Goblin, Minotaur, Orc, Sylvian (Language of the Fae, all almost infinite forms of it), and more. This skill also works for an extinct or nearly so, society- Only if it isn't human.
Due to Variations of this Skill through the Omniverse, this Skill has includes [Zoolinguism] due to more animalistic beings, [Demonic] for Demons, [Angelic] for Angels, and [Incantation]- A word based type of magic that manifests words you speak into reality by consuming energy from you. This language can be activated and become magical in nature, therefore, be careful with what you speak! (You may also also be able to train yourself to activate this magical ability only on speaking a specific language.)
(P.S: This skill does not apply to Computer Language or Body language, or any language that is not magical or fantasy in nature)
Fantasylingualism turned into Magical Speech lvl 1]
This was both a extremely awsome boon, but also a terrible problem- he could literally delete himself or others with his words! But thankfully he could train this ability to only activate when he saw something in a specififc language or way... So it depends on his understanding of the ability, because words are up to interpretation of the listener and the one who said it: Because he can change a whole sentece with only adding one word!
Try it. Add the word "Only" to the phrase:
[She told the Paladin that she kills Goblins]
See?
[Only she told the Paladin that she kills Goblins] Implies there were other people there that maybe also killed Goblins but only she did say it.
[She Only told the Paladin that she kills Goblins] Implies there was more to say, but she chose to only say that she kills Goblins.
[She told Only the Paladin that she kills Goblins] Implies that there were other people there to tell but she told the Paladin that she kills goblins.
[She told the Only Paladin that she kills Goblins] Implies that there were more people there, but only one of them was a Paladin.
[She told the Paladin Only that she kills Goblins] Implies that she might kill Goblins, but also kill other things- but she told the Paladin that she kills Goblins, not saying what else she may or may not also kill.
[She told the Paladin that only she kills Goblins] Implies that there are other people there killing things but only she kills Goblins.
[She told the Paladin that she only kills Goblins] The same as the one above, but this can also imply a lie depending on the context.
[She told the Paladin that she kills Only Goblins] Implies that even if there were other things to kill, she would only kill Goblins.
[She Told the Paladin that she kills Goblins Only] Implies that although exclusive to her Goblin slaughtering, she might also kill something else given the opportunity.
See!? Language is so confusing! Only one word can change the meaning of a phrase, then there's tonation, accents, variations of the same language- Like Portuguese or English, to even Spanish! There's so many factors that mastering this abilty he would need to select a trigger, and the one he could think of was: Zatanna Zatare and her ability to manifest magic by speaking words backwards. If he managed to think a word and the meaning he wants it to have, while saying the word backwards, maybe he can immitate Zatanna and her way of using magic? That's worth a try. He sighed as he starsd at the ceiling above his head- He lived alone ever since he left the orphanage whe he was 18, just a few months ago, and now thanks to his family's money he inherited, he coule live for a few months comfortably until he would need to find a job or a part-time one.
'A spider?' From the corner of his eye he could see a small crawlig creature, his head snapped as he stared the little crawling arachnid with apprehension- he was Arachnophobic, meaning he's afraid of arachnids, spiders and scorpions mostly, but spiders take the short end of the stick. 'Shit-' He just froze for a second as he watched the spider- [Hungry~] Suddenly, he heard a skatering noise echoing inside his head: [Eat~!] The little thing crawled up his wall as it chanted about hunger and wanting to eat, there was a feeling of wonder for a second inside his heart before it was killed by the sight of several little other spiders coming out of a small hole in the wall: "Hiiii-" He shrieked in fear as there were multiple voices shrieking and cackling in autotuned voices things like 'Mama' to 'Hungry!' and he honestly shouted: "Fuck- Burn it with fire-" of course, he forgot about a certain aspect of his new...
Ability.
And as he shouted it- The spiders simply started to burn, turning into ash before they even hit the ground, which was strange since it would need a really hot flame to burn something to ashes that quickly even though it is a weak insect! "Holy shit-" Suddenly, from above him, a floating pile of shit appeared- it had this golden glow around it, giving it a divine aura, quite literally, a holy shit, pooped out by the mightiest of angels- wait, do angels even shit? Huh, that's something for another time.
-Scene Cut-
Eugene Tompson, also known as Flash, was a tall and buff for his age, standing at 6' feet with a relatively strong body, he was your stereotypical jock who was an asshole... Well, he was like that for the simple reason that he was safe in stereotypes, safe being an asshole to others and not having to let others in- He let his mother in, and what she did? Left him alone with his fucking worst nightmare people call his father, that man was a simple sperm donor and nothing else. He was good at sports even though he prefered to stay quiet on his own because his father started to leave him alone after he began playing football (America's abomination), he also stopped beating him up after that because the coach once saw the bruises.
But nowadays his life is pretty chill, if you ignored the constant threat that is his father with a booze by his side. The man everything bad, a very aggressive man when irritated and potentially deadly- he almost died by the hands of his father when he was drunk once. He was afraid of angering him, because he didn't knkw what he would do if he did...
Recently, however, he found something about himself that he didn't know about before... that a tall, taller than him, and muscular male figure can make him feel weird. Like, weirdly shy? Embarrassed? Definetly confused and a little turned on, which was a shock in its own and that he pretended to ignore if it wasn't for what just happened.
He was walking down the hall alone when he bumped into someone, it felt like hitting solid fucking wall, but he reacted and grasped on whatever he could to help himself stand his ground and it was then that he felt himself holding something before he heard it tear like paper- He blinked and there on his hand a piece of light grey fabric, a large piece, and when he looked up he saw a perfectly carved body of a demigod as he looksd down to him: "Fuck!" Cursing, Flash got up fast and felt himself drooling, but he just coughed to disguise himself wiping his drool before he said: "Sorry Man-" he gave him an apologetic smile before running away, he carefully tucked that fabric away.
He would later find out that smelling someone's shirt (Or piece of it) could make someone hard. And even though it was an accident at first, he soon fell pray to fapping to that smell and thinking about being dicked down on the ground before he even admitted to himself that he was head over heels for another man.
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