บท 3: 3-Supernatural
(LN- These first few chapters will be a bit of an info dump, but we'll get back to the action soon enough.)
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"Seriously though, what the hell am I?" He muttered to himself, looking over his diagrams.
Over the years Nyx had discovered that his body was far out of the realm of a 'normal human' and he was honestly thankful for it. He wasn't an avid fan of League of Legends, but he had watched a lore video or two, so he learned plenty about the horrors that lurked around every corner.
Luckily though, he wouldn't have to deal with most of that for at least the next few decades.
Anyway, the best way that he could describe his abilities is to say that he was essentially a Werewolf.
A hell of a lot stronger than other people, night and heat vision, scent tracking that was so strong it became a visual effect as well, an advanced healing factor, and recently he had been having strange episodes.
Nyx was getting highly emotional as well as yearning for... a woman's touch. He had come up with the theory that he had some kind of supernatural bloodline that would be fully maturing in the coming months to a year.
From what he could tell, he was a Vastaya, a human-spirit beast hybrid. Of course, that couldn't be the full truth because he didn't have the usual anamistic features at all.
"But maybe those are about to grow in soon," Nyx muttered, looking down at his fingers which had been aching quite a bit for the past month.
Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Nyx restocked his things before grabbing his pack. "Axel buddy, I've gotta go out on a run okay? I'll be back in a bit."
Axel didn't respond, only bobbing in the air again, making Nyx smile. 'I hope he turns out good. If he does, it'll be a good investment.'
Walking the streets of Zaun was relatively peaceful, just as long as you minded your own business.
Benzo's place was an old pinky dink if a place but it was in reality one of the best spots to go and sell off your goods. It helped that Benzo knew people from just about everywhere and the fact that he was trustworthy.
Strolling in, Nyx took off the mouth mask he usually wore while strolling the Lanes before shouting out.
"Old man Benzo, you here?"
A raspy voice answered his call. "Yeah, I'll be there in a minute, gotta check this thing out for a minn."
'I don't remember how he was in the show, but I like him.' He thought to himself, moving to look around the litte shop.
The best way to describe what Benzo held out was that it was a bunch if random shit. Rocks of unknown origin, petrified animal remains lying out every-once-and-a-while, magical car parts that were far to rusted to be of any use, name something and chances are it's there- just rusted to shit.
"Ekko here today?" Nyx asked softly, knowing the old man could hear a pin drop in The Last Drop from here.
"Nah, he ran off to tinker with something, as usual. Damn rascal." Benzo muttered, emerging out from the back room. Sighing, he out his latest project down and turned his attention to Nyx. "What can I do for ya kiddo?"
Smiling, Nyx put his pack on the table before pulling a few things out. "First things first, monthly donation to you and the kid: 10 silvers." He said, dropping a small bag on the table.
Benzo raised his eyebrow before sighing. "I ain't gonna complain, but you sure about this? You and the kids could use some new shit."
Nyx waved him off. "Nah, we have all we need. Plus, with all the shit I sell to you, we get all the shiny trinkets we want and more."
Benzo sighed again. "If youz say so..." He said, swiping the bag under the counter. "What else you got for me?"
Next Nyx pulled out a set of pocket watches he stole off of some stiff up in Stiltover.
No that's not a typo on my part, that's literally what he calls Piltover. I don't make those mistakes all the time... probably.
Benzo hummed in surprise before putting on some glasses and looking closer. "Hmm, these are some fine pieces... who'd you get them off of?"
"Does that matter?"
"Haha, no it doesn't. Just curious. Some stocky stiff come in here last week had the same watch. Bought some very specific and dangerous crystals off of me. Lil Rascal got him to hike up the price too."
Nyx was surprised at the story, suddenly the image of a young man not much older than him popped into his head. Jayce.
'He must have started his experiments... times running out, gotta make a decision soon.'
"These'll fetch you 3 silvers a piece. That makes an even 12." Benzo's voice interrupted Nyx's musing. "What else did you nab?" He slid the coins over.
"Haha, I just need you to aprraise this metal, can't seem to figure out what it is." Nyx muttered, pulling out the block of metal, which might I add now was a dark purple.
Benzo paused for a moment, before grabbing the block and taking it to the back. "Lemme check somin real quick..."
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"Holy Goddess of Wind... this here metal is Mithril!"
(LN: I couldn't find any mention of magical metals in the lore so if ou have any ideas, I'm begging...)
Benzo scrambled back out from the back room, shoving the mithril into his arms. "Get this damn curse out of my shop before the enforcers come knocking and kill us all!"
Nyx was floored by his reaction. "Woah, Benzy, calm down. I'll go, but what's all the fuss?"
Benzo's brow twitched. "It's a goddamn magical metal in a city where all magic is outlawed! Just get it out of my shop!"
Nyx didn't anger Benzo any more than he already had, takin his Mithril and running back to his own workshop.
'Damn... didn't think it was THAT kind if metal.' He chuckled to himself, before focusing back onto the streets.
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