Chance: XVIIII

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Oh shit, looks like the teleporter is in front of the Boss Room after all!

Squeezing my personal attack midget closer to me, I hummed and idly contemplated exactly how I was going to make this work. The constant buzz of positive energy was giving way to a more balanced state, considering I would obviously use the eldritch brainpower to constantly have a low-level healing active to work as a pseudo-healing factor.

Still, I needed to focus on the obvious issue- what’s the point of a teleporter that only has one point active?

After this fucking mess, I’m definitely not taking my student anywhere beyond this entryway until we’re both capable of soloing a Monster Parade, and considering the vast majority of Adventurers can’t even make it to this floor much less the boss room…

It’d be like giving a fish an astronaut suit- completely pointless considering how unlikely it is to survive the trip in the first place. 

The answer I was coming to was to just… make a custom teleporter for at least the very first floor for sheer ease of access. Considering the people who’d actually use the teleporters are at least Level Two, I can up the price without shame (not that I wouldn’t in the first place).

… But the real question is how I’m going to make this work. In all honesty, the most efficient option would be to offer the whole teleportation deal to Loki’s Familia, have them drag me and Lils as far through the Dungeon as possible while activating the teleporters, and charge everyone (mostly Loki) out the ass to use it.

… Or I could just make it so anyone who accepts a contract (that’s secretly a Binding Vow for obvious reasons), and let Loki do all the work without risking my life.

Pressing my hand to the… person-sized, floating stone structure that immediately began glowing blue as I made contact, I sighed as I knew I had to pick the first for one specific reason.

After all, I think I finally have an answer to ensure that me and mine are a hundred percent safe. No exceptions.

Again, Cid Kageno gave me the clear answer for the massive sword hanging over my head solely due to my refusal to give freebies to the Gods.

How do you defend against an Arcanum? Become the Arcanum.

And I could feel it. My mind raced, putting together the exact technique to unleash this very thing. I knew the ability, I had all the techniques to make it happen, but there was one single thing that was completely necessary for making this ability a reality.

I needed to hit a Black Flash.

There was an indescribable gap between the technique I can imagine and my ability to make it a reality- even without any attempts to make it a reality, I was so familiar with my own magic even after unlocking an entirely new side to everything I knew I couldn’t cast it successfully. On paper I had literally everything I could ask for, but there was a significant gap in my theoretical capabilities and my literal capabilities.

The flow from thought to action beyond a certain point was faulty, and there was only one single thing I can imagine I was lacking. A forceful increase in ability, in capability, that I would only get immediately if I hit a real life critical hit.

It was truly unfortunate that literally no one can hit a Black Flash on command. Not that scum-fuck Mahito, not Yuji Itadori, not Sukuna, and not even Gojo could do it at will. It is physically impossible.

The closest I could get is mastering my control over Cursed Melee, along with using what little I knew from every other Black Flash I’d ever seen.

Specifically, I needed to be in a fight for my life and forced into complete and utter melee.

Which is annoying enough to break through the remnants of my magical high because I was just in a fight that would’ve qualified if I had actually Cursed Energy at the time!

“... Oh shit I’m holding you, aren’t I?” I noticed, suddenly realizing I’d already begun walking back to the surface, the Pallum practically limp in my arms. She grumbled something into my chest. “Want me to drop you, or are you fine going back home like this.”

There was a vaguely dismissive grunt coming from her, so I shrugged and lifted her up into a more convenient position and got to making my way home.

Ugh, I’m actively tuning out my Clone’s bitching- apparently getting the Mind ripped out of you is liable to give you a migraine strong enough to knock you off your feet. Which happened in the middle of a deal with Ouranos, so he’s probably going to be extra pissy about it in his report.

… Oh shit, I could probably get that new Domain Expansion if I get the Mage Development Ability with my next Level Up. Except I already decided to max out the rest of my stats before doing all of that.

Alright, for this single time, I’d make a reasonable decision and grind until I max out my stats before Leveling Up.

Lili eventually found a way to walk without collapsing after we’d finally left the Dungeon for the day, and as much as I desperately wanted to hunt down the motherfuckers that’d just left us for dead… I already knew my student was going to have issues with today for a while. So I decided making sure she was alright was more important than rubbing another Familia’s face in the mess they made.

Soma could never.

Either way, I’m certain that she was going to need to be benched for a while after all of this. Maybe it’s time to focus on upgrading her gear, get her some better weapons and more items to toss out.

… Maybe it’s finally time to start making some cursed tools. I mean, there’s surely a way to speedrun their creation. And right now, Lili will most likely need something to take her mind off things, and what could be more effective than replacing the extremely expensive Magic Sword she just broke with something less unreliable.

Ignoring the stares from the various people as we strolled down the streets, I grimaced as I finally faced the full repercussions of that deal with Ouranos, strangers realizing exactly what I’ve done.

How did that information already reach the streets? No idea, but gossip about the mass murder event seems to spread much faster without various authorities with personal interest keeping it locked up. But feeling the stares, hearing the whispers… I was surprised at how unaffected I was by it all.

I know that when I first arrived here, I would’ve turned into an anxious mess at the idea that the entire city saw me as a raging murderer now. I’ve never been one to luxuriate in people disliking me- who’d ever want to be disliked, or even hated?

But now… I don’t want to say I’ve become that much stronger, but I’m largely… apathetic to their opinions of me. Why should I care? I didn’t do what I did for any of them.

They’re free to hate me as they please, so long as they don’t dare to try anything with the people I care about… speaking of, I was already back home. I hissed under my breath at the sight of the largely destroyed parts of the street from my back-to-back fights, partly out of guilt and partly out of the thought of needing to repay the owners of those shops.

Then I remembered that it was mostly… whoever-the-fuck’s fault, so I resolved myself to force those guys to repay them. Nodding at my stingy idea, I stepped back into the shop-

And blinked at the site of three unexpected visitors, only being able to recognize one of them, sitting with Anubis and Bast. 

“Hey guys, what’s with the tagalongs Tiona?” I asked, ignoring how Lili froze at the sight of a Level Five Adventurer in her house as I strode towards the table and Anubis in particular.

“I’m only here with blondie, the other guy has a package for you.” She pointed towards the blonde fox girl wrapped in a red and white kimono and who wouldn’t stop staring at me with full green eyes.

Ah, that’s Haruhime isn’t it? Didn’t know she was blonde, but aside from elves it seemed like Orario was less crazy about the anime hair syndrome. I nodded at the fox girl- Renard, here. “Ah, I’m Selah, nice to meet ya.”

Golden ears perked up in surprise. “Ah, uh, yes, I’m Haruhime. It’s nice to meet you too, Selah-sama-”

I damn-near doubled over from sheer cringe at being referred to with a Japanese honorific. I thought I avoided that eldritch truth of being part of an anime, but apparently they saved it for the yamato nadeshiko who even now sat with her hands on her lap. And had stood up in the middle of stuttering to bow in my direction.

Oh sweet Anubis.

150 points banked.

Roll failed. 150 points remaining.

… I can feel all of my clones screaming into the abyss from here.

“Haru, please don’t give me any honorifics. Just my name is good enough.” Shutting that shit down before it ruins any more of my rolls, or my attempts at salvaging this awful day. 

“O-okay, Selah-.” Her breath hitched as she fought to keep from adding an honorific, and I couldn’t help but shake my head at that. At least she’s trying.

“So, what brings you two here, not that you need a reason to come visit.”

“Yes they do.” Bast immediately cut in, while Anubis stared intently at Haruhime… for some reason. “Not everyone wants to go to a shop where powerful Adventurers just barge in, especially when the road outside still looks like that.” I winced, realizing that by having my identity shared I may have just ruined Bast’s business.

“... I’m sorry-” The tomcat smacked me on the shoulder.

“I’m scolding her, not you.” I knew that, but I still felt bad. “Now, again, why are you here?”

Tiona looked between the two of us for a second, before leaning back into her chair, arms folded behind her head. “Some of the surviving Amazons decided to group up with Loki’s Familia, and one of their strongest members said she’d only join us if we ensured Haruhime here could join your Familia.”

… Aisha? Why the fuck-?

“Why the hell would Aisha do that?” The petite Amazon could only shrug and hum uncertainly.

“Man, I just met her, I ain’t got a clue.”

“U-um…” The Renard spoke up softly, staring down at her lap. “I-I told her I wanted to meet the person who saved me, and she said you were the one who did it so she’d get me into your Familia.”

“And-” The mailman whose been sitting ignored for a few minutes now finally spoke up. “I think this is where your package comes in. Here you go, just sign here.” A wooden box was handed to me, along with a clipboard. Remembering not to add my last name to the paper, I signed and the mailman stood up.

“Thank you for letting me wait here. This gift is from Hermes and his Familia, that was originally intended for a… whore you both know. His words, not mine.” He said quickly, hands raised in surrender, and I waved him off.

“It’s fine, thanks for being patient. Have a good rest of your day.” He thanked me back, then sprinted out of the building in pure fear.

“... Tiona don’t bully civies.”

She sputtered in offense. “Wha- why did you think I did it?!”

Giving her a pointed look, I gestured to the three other people in the room. “Haru’s so polite she hasn’t even reacted to the nickname I gave her, Bast is too professional to bother a public worker, and Anubis is too busy staring daggers into Haruhime.”

“... So what’s this about you knowing whores, eh?” She immediately deflected, eyes flashing with a nameless something that I could only scoff at as I moved to open the box.

“Please, we both know it’s Ishtar, so I may as well see what it is-” I flipped the lid open and every person in the room froze at what laid inside.

Haruhime because she no doubt recognized it for exactly what it was. Tiona because her instincts were screaming at her that something unnatural and dangerous was in front of her face. Lili because she could feel the misery that lay within.

Anubis and Bast because they could feel the horrible method through which it was manufactured through both their Divine Authorities.

And me, who was the only person who could feel exactly what this thing was.

Not a thought passed through my head as I raised my fists together above my head, and as I struck I could almost feel the world twisting around me.

And with the slam of my fists, the sparks of black were born anew. 

Black Lightning filled the room as I single-handedly destroyed the accursed object before me, my heart racing as my entire world shifted and twisted in on itself, and suddenly the magic I had already all but mastered was easier than breathing.

My eldritch mind was the only reason I gave a shit about that, considering the spells I had immediately begun casting, blowing a gust of golden sand at the crystal power that had once been a sphere.

Almost immediately, a newborn cry filled my ears as a child barely a minute old appeared in an apparition. A Ba, captured in a sphere from the murder of a newborn Renard to be used as a magic tool, a holding place for another Renard’s soul to completely override.

I’d known the second I locked eyes with the crystal ball, exactly what it was and what it was capable of.

A stone made from the soul of a newborn Renard, when another of its kind was killed under a full moon in a ritual, their soul is absorbed inside and when shattered every shard allows you to cast their magic without chanting.

And shattering the ball would destroy the soul, unless you were the Head Priest of the Guide of the Dead.

Wordlessly, I cradled the child’s spirit in my arms, and with the endless potential for magic flowing throughout my body… I hummed a lullaby to quiet its cries. The child, unknown to life or death, having barely taken its first breaths was confused and scared.

A child’s instinct was to seek its mother, but there was no mother to be found. No instinct to be had, so it did the one thing it could and cried for all to hear.

It took Bast 0.5 milliseconds to join me in the song, and one second for the cries to be silent. As expected to the Goddess of Childbirth.

A single breath scattered the image and sent the child back to the cycle of life, death, and rebirth.

“Haruhime.” My words came out, controlled the point shivers ran up her spine. “Why did you recognize that orb.”

“Um, Ishtar had bought one before, but Aisha had broken it to defend me.” She spoke as if she couldn’t believe the words herself. I gave Anubis a single look, and she verified her honesty with a nod.

Ah, she’s just fox-girl Asia, isn’t she?

“... mind sharing what the hell that sand baby was?” Tiona asked, extremely out of the loop considering I’d only taught her Familia a bit about my curses, which didn’t include sensing yet.

“Crystal ball made out of a dead baby, so when you killed a Renard it’d store their magic so you could cast it without chanting even if you had a single shard of the thing.” The air around the Amazon changed severely the second she heard dead baby, something I recognized as pure rage, even if it took the guise of a small smile on her face.

“... Hey Selah, wanna murder everyone who’s ever had to do with these fucking rocks?”

“More than anything-” I exhaled, letting the rage wash over me to regain my composure. “But I’ve already checked on everyone involved with the kid. He and his parents were murdered in one night, and the people behind it have already died to my curse.”

Because if someone’s willing to spawn-camp a fucking newborn, slavery isn’t out of the realm of possibility.

“... They were in Orario?”

I smiled. 

“Not even close.”

Name: Selah

Race: Human (Variant)

Level: 2*

Ability Scores:

STR: C - 678 -> S - 999

END: B - 706 -> S - 999

DEX: A - 845 -> S- 999

AGI: A - 836 -> S - 999

MAG: S - 999

Developmental Abilities:

Luck - F

Improves Luck

Magic:

Skills:

Black Sheep - Increases the growth of stats in proportion to the risk being undertaken.

Mad Dog - Increases Mind regeneration in proportion to ill will and negative emotions.

Dragon Scales - Effectiveness of Endurance stat increases in proportion to damage currently taken. Endurance's applications have broadened.

Crouching Tiger - Increase damage dealt based on how lowly the target is thought of.

Hidden Dragon - All enemy spells are exponentially more expensive to cast, based on their strength and proximity.

Black Raiju - Manifestation of the Blessing of the Sparks of Black. Physical strikes have a chance to be affected by both STR and MAG. Increases the chance of the Sparks of Black to manifest.

“...Wow.” Anubis breathed out, tone impressed despite how bored she sounded.

“I fucking know, right?!” I said excitedly. Now that I didn’t make the same mistake all over again, and helped Tiona keep her murder-lust in her pants with the knowledge that the people behind it have all been essentially burned at the stake, and had Haruhime join our Familia I was finally relaxed enough to geek out.

Cause, y’know. I hit a Black Flash today. I stole Yuji’s special technique, and I could feel the permanent buff flowing through me.

It was like putting on a new prescription of glasses after years of not realizing how blind you truly were. Nothing could bring down this high, especially considering this has been the same day I unlocked Reverse Curse Technique too.

Honestly, that Luck Ability was fucking cracked, Sasagua Anubis-sama.

250 points banked.

Roll Failed. 250 points remaining.

Once again, I could feel my soul crying out in misery over what I’d missed out on, but eh. Who cares, not the guy who's just gotten two buffs to hitting a Black Flash.

Anubis, I’m so happy right now. Especially with said goddess straddling my lower back… and not pulling my shirt back down.

“Nubi? Something wrong?” I asked, worried she may have fallen asleep Updating me again. I really didn’t want to wake her up just to prick her finger and give me more superpowers- that’s some selfish (bad boyfriend) behavior.

“Selah, remember when you promised to make out with me when you got back from the Dungeon?” Huh?

“... that sounds like something I’d say, but I’m drawing a blank.” Ah, but it’s about time, isn’t it?

Anubis lifted herself up for a moment, and I didn’t hesitate to flip myself onto my back just as she came back down onto my front. And then I took off my warrior glasses, and fully appreciated the goddess currently stradling me.

Full golden eyes stared down at me, practically glowing against her own dark skin as my eyes trailed down her figure. Full curves wrapped tightly in traditional linen robes, dyed dark hues of black and blue as soft thighs wrapped around my hips.

Lifting myself up just as the Egyptian goddess descended onto me face first, her full lips met mine for the first time in recent memory. Considering I had the memory of a goldfish that didn’t mean much, but semantics took the back seat as the searing heat of our passionate kiss blew all thoughts aside from this moment out of mind.

I barely noticed when my arms reached up behind her back, one arm pulling her close to me so I could feel her full chest press into me, the soft pressure causing the clothed breasts to mold around my bare chest. A hand reached up to the back of her head, fingers tangling into her hair as I forced her face closer to mine as my very blood seemed to catch alight as we furiously made out.

My free hand trailed fingers down her slim back and across her shoulders, using every morning I spent changing and bathing her as muscle memory so I could unwrap my lover without even looking. I didn’t even realize when my tongue had slipped past her lips, but I luxuriated in the sensation of our tongues batting together, a battle of lips I swiftly won- so I took my reward and kissed her harder.

If I had any spare brain power for anything other than pleasuring Anubis, I’d probably wonder if my mindless actions were proper for dealing with her first time. Or even if my current frenzy had been spurred on by some instinct that made me desire to pop a Divine’s cherry.

Unfortunately, my blood had all rushed south so I had no higher brain function to speak of, aside from listening for the stray sounds my Goddess made in our embrace.

This is the worst possible thing to think, but I couldn’t help comparing sex between the two goddesses, even if I’d yet to penetrate the one currently grinding her still-clothed hips against my abs (I have abs?!).

Bast was loud, ferocious, and demanding in all bedroom acts. She moaned and purred her pleasures to spurn me onwards for more sounds, she moved and twisted all to entice me further, everything was an act to bring me more pleasure- to ‘win’ by making me cum more than she did.

Anubis was different, lacking the competitiveness of the tomcat. She was passionate in a completely different way- she basked in all the feelings and sensations I gave her, following my lead seamlessly as I played the role of guide in this.

Idly, I realized neither of us had come up for air in a while, so I pulled my mouth away from hers- a shiver going up my spine as she nipped at my lip, damn-near chasing me down to continue oxygen be damned.

For a few moments we merely breathed, our eyes locked together, deep brown and divine gold never once separating as the sounds of our panting filled the air.

“Y…mind easing the… death grip?” The words tumbled from her mouth amongst the panting moans, almost not registering as her unblinking gaze caught me in its midst. Then I remembered I was still gripping her by the back of the head, and pulled away.

“So… foreplay over?” I rolled the words in my head for a moment, the fresh intake of oxygen giving me a chance to decipher her words. Then I shook my head- everything was going to be a first for her today, so I was getting everything done now.

So, without a second thought, I gripped her by her ass and hauled the both of us up and off the bed. Ignoring the near divine choir that rang in my ears as I felt both hands sink into either cheek, as well as my titanium erection between my legs, I continued with our goal of foreplay.

Naturally that meant I lifted the curvaceous goddess up with the power of a maxed out Level 2, and hoisted her so those precious pink lips were in front of my face. A low yelp came out from her chest, and soon enough her hands were in my hair before I’d even begun devouring her.

My lips kissed up her wet inner thighs with the same heat and passion I’d stolen her breath with, the needy whines coming from her somehow even more incentive than the impossibly addictive taste of her arousal. Considering I’d been enough of a tease already, soon enough my lips met her once more and I let my instincts run wild.

Enjoying her soft thighs wrapping around my head desperately as she experienced the sensation of being held up by her ass while being eaten out, I hummed to myself as my tongue tunneled to her depths without warning.

“Se-!” Her words cut off as she immediately came, her tightness clenching around my tongue so strongly I feared she’d give it a bruise. Somehow.

Though considering she was my goddess, I continued my Anubis-given duty and blew gently on her neglected clit- quickly raising one hand up from her ass as her spine bent so far back she nearly fell out of my grasp.

The clenching of my face only buried me further and further into her soaking cunt, not that I was complaining, though considering she was damn near boneless from that last orgasm I took a minute break to allow her to recover.

I couldn’t cure mind breaks yet, and I wasn’t knew to the idea of superhuman sex… hm. Idea.

“Hold on for a second, I’mma do a trick I saw from a porn game. Cool with you?” The best response I got was her shakily humping my mouth and chin, so I took it as a yes before I twisted the dark-skinned goddess until she was practically in a handstand, held up solely by my arms wrapped around her waist.

My mouth was now hovering above her twitching, leaking pussy, and her long legs were tangled around my neck like the world's most sexual necklace.

With a spot of telepathy and a mental scream of approval, I dove in tongue first into my new favorite meal and watched as she immediately began trembling with pleasure. The headrush combined with my Bast Approved™  cunnilingus skills meant she was rammed headfirst into her next orgasm, wetly moaning my name as I focused solely on eating away until nothing of her composure remained.

There were sprays, random clenching that made me glad I’d recently learned regeneration, and the entire time she damn-near sang my name for the Heavens to hear. I outright refused to use my ability to always know the time to measure how long we’d been at this, and just enjoyed the moment of giving her everything I wanted her to have.

Eventually, once she’d finally had her fill of ‘foreplay’, we were back on the bed though our positions were reversed from earlier. Anubis laid on her back, sweat dripping down her dark skin, her nipples popping out of their hiding places and her legs twitching open as she held her hands out for me.

Wordlessly, my hands met hers, and using my insane stats I manually adjusted my manhood until it was a thrust away from her depths. I chuckled as my fingers interlocked with hers, looking down at her nearly ruined face, blatant affection on her expression while her jackal ears twitched every direction.

“Any last virgin words, my Goddess?” She chuckled to herself, tugged me closer by my hands, and spoke clearly for the first time in… a while.

“I love you.”

350 points banked.

Lore - Dedicated - Harry Potter (100 points)

Roll Success! Purchased! 250 points remaining.

[Dedicated] You find it much easier to study for a long period of time without getting bored. You can do a few hours of reading of even the driest material a day without ever losing focus and retain more information.

I didn’t bother reading what came up in front of my eyes, pushing as far as I could until my hips met her inner thigh with a wet slap. I trembled like countless fingers danced up and down my spine, threatening to bury me in pleasure.

Legs wrapped around me, and eyes looked pleadingly up towards me, pupils dilated and ears drooping in a way that just made me try to thrust even deeper. I sawed in and out slowly, biting at my lip as I fought back against the tidal wave of pure decadence that urged me to mark her completely at this very moment.

I sped up in a desperate attempt to fight off that impending pleasure, my orgasm on the verge of breaking through every barrier- only for Anubis to speak up and recenter my world in an instant.

“Selah? I don’t want a competition, I want every drop.” Her words weren’t smoky and seductive, nor cutesy and shy. Anubis wanted me to come, and so my body acted out my goddess’ desire to the best of my ability, and I came.

… You know how when you experience high amounts of sensation suddenly, your body starts contorting and twisting? Like if someone drops an ice cube down the back of your shirt, your body immediately begins bending away from it?

The orgasm that just socked me in the back of my head had me doing the opposite, grabbing onto Anubis and holding for dear life as every fucking drop emptied out in one fell swoop. And after what could’ve been hours of eating out one of the most beautiful women I’d ever meet, I was extremely backed up.

So I spent a few good minutes holding onto my Goddess, thrusting absently and clenching my teeth to keep from moaning harder than the most well-respected hentai voice actors in the industry. 

Anubis biting possessively onto my shoulder- the opposite of the one Bast had bitten, I noted somehow through the haze- did not make my situation any better.

Eventually, my body ran out of semen to give, and I fell onto the bed face first, my now flaccid manhood popping out with my newfound lack of upper and lower body strength. “Fuck,” I elucidated with the full capacity of my personal lexicon. “I think I lost like three pounds.”

“Hmm.” Anubis hummed smugly as something fuzzy rapidly batted against my leg. “So… how good is your regeneration?”

“Nubi, as much as the flesh is willing, you may have literally sucked my soul out.” I could barely bring myself to pull my face from the pillow, so I turned to the side. “Seriously, I’m damn near Level 3 and I can’t even feel my legs right now- is that a tail.”

A long, slender tail wagged rapidly, grazing my knee with soft black fur. Anubis preened, tail now blurring in excitement. “Fox girls have prehensile tails, and I’m not going to be the only girl here without a tail.”

“So happy for you honey…” And I fucking yawned in exhaustion. Considering I’d sworn off naps as my mortal enemy at the ripe old age of three, that meant more than most would know. “...wanna cuddle?”

“Bitch you know it.”

A/N: Sorry this took so long, a lot of irl stuff made it so I couldn’t focus on working on stuff. Hopefully the holiday season is easier on me. (It won’t be.)

Also, I finally watched season two, and fuck did literally everyone in Ishtar’s Familia deserve exactly what the fuck they got. Too bad the war with Ares is a fucking gag, I thought the idea was so interesting until I saw it.

Thanks for reading, and being patient, I’ll see you all next time. Peace.

[Endless Supply of Soulium (Honkai Impact 3rd] You have an endless supply of Soulium. You can summon it in liquid form, as an ingot, or in any shape imaginable, but never as outright weapons or anything like that. You can also summon Soulium Tools, and Soulium Casts. Soulium is an extremely Honkai Energy-conductive material, which is capable of repairing itself, and is extremely good for data storage and computation. It is also extremely durable, and has a very high melting point.

SI: FUCK! NANOMACHINES, SLIPPED THROUGH MY FINGERS?! I’d be even more upset if I actually knew anything about Honkai Impact outside of immediately assuming it’s that thing from Neon Genesis Evangelion. And the porn.

… mostly the porn.

[Divide and Conquer (High School DxD)]It’s a bit troublesome how easily Devils can replenish their numbers like flies while the rest of the supernatural world has to do with the old methods for increasing their numbers. Let’s even the playing field a bit, shall we? I’ll grant you a ‘blank’ copy of the evil pieces system, albeit modified to fit your current race, and with a different ‘theme’ of your choice so instead of chess you can have them themed after the tarot, casino tokens, or whatever - the only limited to a maximum of 18 per ‘set’. Alongside this, comes a manual with instructions on how to make more sets. You can make some minor modifications on how they work precisely, given their role.

SI: … I feel like Anubis would be super pissed by the idea of me having an anti-death item. Also, having this would only be worthwhile if I went to another reality and didn’t bring Anubis or Bast with me. After all, there’s nothing here a Falna with some Binding Vows couldn’t accomplish.

Still lame the only thing I got was a weaker version of a trait I already have, thanks HARRY!