1 month after the duel.
My SP hit zero even as I added more pictures of a very naked posing Samael. That happened a lot after I got into magic. Nearly everything that involved magic was expensive if I wanted to gain anything in a timely fashion. There was a reason why most wizards were greybeards.
Samael gave me an unimpressed look as I dug through a pile of bones. Books of all kinds, chiseling hand tools, and battery-powered grinders littered my worktable. A small rotating engine rested in the room, blasting out tiny blue particles as it sucked in necromantic energies.
"I don't see why you want to learn magic when you already have qi," Samael said.
That woman had just begun shopping online with one of my newly bought tablets. She had taken an interest in buying things just to buy them. Now she couldn't.
What she said made sense. I was already over my head and drowning in learning years' worth of cultivation knowledge in weeks. My god light techniques were finally making some progress, and I managed to blast a pinecone with a narrow light beam. However, more esoteric skills like Light's Speed or Photon Burst were beyond me. Until I managed the basics, those buffs would be beyond me. Knowing that, I still went ahead and bought a mana core kit, several books on necromancy, and a negative energy filter.
"The experts say the best way to get into magic is to get a familiar. And the best familiars are made by hand. Its best for those familiars made by your own hands are either golems or necromantic constructs. I can fit my familiarity with nearly infinite energy with a necromantic filter-based core. Our familiar bond will also give me a leg up on the competition." I said.
"Darling, we aren't saying you shouldn't get into magic; we would like to get into it as well, but you have a lot on your plate," Elorael said.
"50% of those who don't get into magic early never take it on as their main weapon. If I don't get into it now, it will only ever be weaker than my qi." I said.
"It looks like a small skull avatar. The ministers will spread rumors that you are a skull tribe spy." Samael said.
I nodded my head. The ministers needed to die sooner than later. I would add it to my schedule and ask Temael to collect more information about them. Plans to build a drone with a phosphorus charge hooked up to it came to mind. Some C4 to blow up wherever they meet to come up with their dastardly plans wouldn't be a bad idea either. A Bluetooth camera to spy on them would help out as well.
"Are you really going to kill them instead of giving up on this?" Elorael asked.
The smirking dark-skinned islander elf clearly didn't mind a little murder of officials. But Samael looked much less convinced.
"If you fail, there will be a civil war, and if you succeed, my mother will no longer be poisoned. She will take one look at your projects and throw you out of the tribe. If she doesn't, her surviving supporters are most likely on the side of the ministers; if you don't get them all, they will turn my mother against you." Samael said.
The beautiful ivory-skinned elf's ears turned pink as my gaze fell over her. She had become quite the sub after we made it official. But, while she gave me blowjobs all the time along with Elorael, she didn't like it when I sucked her. Instead, she was the type that loved a good hair-pulling pounding.
I shook those thoughts away and returned my attention to the slowly awakening magic engine. It was a tool used in worlds where mana didn't occur naturally. A phenomenon called magic saturation allowed those around dense manacules or mana molecules to absorb mana into their bodies. This could be hastened ironically through breathing techniques.
Constant prevented me from adapting to a new breathing technique, so I had to find a workaround.
Magic and qi were two different sources of energy tied together. Qi might as well be lifeforce, and it grew stronger by eating qi-rich food and training. Even if there was no more qi to cultivate in the air, I could raise my qi with training. That's how I grew strong so quickly. Not only did I eat qi-rich foods, cultivate in a qi-rich environment, but I also trained to encourage my qi to grow.
Magic was the energy of the mind. It could be improved with a breathing technique in mana-dense environments, eating mana-rich food, and studying magic. But, of course, I was a mage, and what did mages do best?
They cheated. So, cheating should be second nature to someone like me, so I focused on my work.
Using qi-rich bones, I could create a powerful vessel that should be more than capable of handling a mana engine. Unfortunately, what I was doing hadn't been tried in a system user's infancy before. I was nothing but a newborn squirming in the cradle compared to the old vampires, ancient mages, and immortals. Most would save their SP and purchase a powerful breathing technique and slowly adapt their bodies to the pure mana of a perpetual mana engine. Unfortunately, a breathing technique wasn't an option. So, I could only craft a familiar and make a familiar bond.
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Instead of sucking in mana through my lungs, I was installing a direct pipe. Another concern was installing a magic engine to a familiar. Giving something like a familiar infinite power might not be the best idea. Usually, when one was installed, even a small one, it was after a mage had mastered many spells and entered a more powerful world.
Fortunately, I had forums and dozens of videos to choose from to build a rune-based mind for my undead familiar. After going over my work numerous times over a week, I was sure my rune-based AI would do the job. To that end, I began the installation process and ran a final debugging. I tapped the glasses on my head and watched my rune code for any errors.
Rune craft was a tricky business needing numerous supplementary techniques. If I didn't learn a self-hypnosis technique, they weren't possible. In essence, I had to trick myself into believing a bunch of squiggles could affect energy to make them affect energy. The symbols were easy to screw up and needed to be incrementally carved into a structure with the greater idea held in the carver's mind. If I wasn't already meditating to feel photons, then I wouldn't have the willpower required to carve each separate rune.
Once the debug read negative, I activated it again. Measure twice cut once as they say. I've fucked up too many times and can't afford to do it now. Buying another 10k mana engine wasn't my idea of a fun time. I could take out a loan for one, but I didn't want to deal with interdimensional collectors.
After the second debug, I found an error and quickly took chisels to it, hoping it wasn't too big of a problem.
"You've been at this for a week; maybe it's time to stop," Samael said.
I hit the debug twice more and found no issues. Then I slipped on the mirror runes that would bind this creature made of bone and magic to me.
The familiar was carved into the form of a bone dragon with two maws, five-toed claws, and skeletal wings. While it might not be able to fly at first, it had a lot of room to grow. Its body was made from qi-infused bones from various sapient animals. So it was, in essence, a custom-made skeletal dragon. According to the strongest monsters forum, being undead and a dragon would give it some of the best typing and survivability.
"What are you talking about? It is done; I've already completed it." I gave myself two weeks to get the familiar together, and it was already done. All I had to do was brush a rune, and the mana engine would begin feeding the construct.
"Darling, I don't know about this; it looks scary," Elorael said.
I brushed the rune and watched the power from the mana engine slowly move through the numerous runes lining its body. Finally, a pale blue light lit in its six eye holes, and it raised its head. The creature took two steps and fell on its face. The familiar runes on its body lit up and connected to the runes on my glove. They began to heat up until pain lanced up my arm. I had to either cold sear brand them into my skin or wear the glove for nearly a year until the bond settled.
My connection to the small dragon tentatively awakened like opening a window into a trippy world.
The ground around the little dragon froze over with her ever taloned step. The first thing I felt from her was an overwhelming emptiness. At first, I assumed that was part of her undeath until she sniffed the air like a living dragon. Only through her, I gained some phantom senses. She was looking for bones to eat.
"It worked. I can't believe it worked. Did you make a little god?" Samael asked.
"She might one day grow as large and powerful as one."
I dumped a pile of bone shavings on the ground, and the little devil went to work. Her form shifted as the bone fragments she consumed merged with her own body. Magic was unpredictable, and when I really thought about it, she didn't have a life before this or even prehistory. The magic in her body constantly increased at a steady rate.
While the mana engine inside her was a good one, it was still only a kit I bout for 1.5k and built with cheaper materials. It would help me adapt to mana over a few years and eventually develop my own mana source. After a few years, I could develop my own organic mana core and produce a steady supply of mana myself. Of course, it wouldn't be as efficient as the mechanical mana core. Still, a magic-user could become powerful combined with some familiars, enchanted rings, amulets, clothes, and weapons. Of course, it also depended on the build and when the build started.
I was still in my infancy, and going with a build now was the best idea. So far, I favored familiar craft, binding to myself, and a heavy lean on physical combat. According to the meta forums, golem craft was robust and adaptive.
For example, it allowed users to create their own armies of mobs by using the bodies of fallen mobs with magic and qi; the older the creature, the more powerful. So by making my familiar now, she would be very powerful.
"Darling, I have a name for her," Elorael said as she fed my skeletal dragon familiar a larger bone. "She's so white and pretty, and her scales are long and pointy. They look like the petals of one of my favorite flowers. So, I can't think of a better name than Lotus." Elorael said.
She gently picked up the little dragon while it chews on a bone. The little familiar snuggled into my ebony elf's breasts, and I couldn't help but take a picture and post it. At least I would have a lot of photos for my memories when I got older.
For once, I wrote a caption. "Lotus was born today." The SP rolled in.
Hey if you want to go ahead and read the later chapters I have them on my patreon up to ch63. So the prehistory Xion Arc has been written and edited to the second draft. Next is some down time with the elves banging earth women and then we will get to the next arc. Yay, so check out my patreon and enjoy my content. I have 5 weeks worth on my patreon.
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