The Guide
<span style="font-weight:400">Rain couldn’t procrastinate any longer; the Gathering of Lords would start in less than a week, and she had yet to move her activation point. The chances of her figuring out the next step in creating a skilled item before it was toote were too small to justify dying.
<span style="font-weight:400">Hoping she wasn’t about to make a mistake, Rain climbed to her feet, drawing the attention of Sunrise, who was braiding her doll Scratch’s hair, and Lucus who was taking one of his rare breaks to paint.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Is something wrong, Rain?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No, I just need to do something.” Rain said, keeping it vague in case Svend was listening somehow.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Then why do you have that look on your face like you’re going to do something stupid again?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rain did not appreciate Lucus’sck of faith in her abilities. Unfortunately, before she could reply, Ise stood and put Scratch down.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’lle!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry, Ise, you can’te with me this time. I’ll exinter,” when the untrustworthy Svend couldn’t possibly be listening.
<span style="font-weight:400">“But…” The look of disappointment on Sunrise''s face made Rain want to find a way to protect her from the unreality of the Shaft and its attached rooms. But no matter how much she wanted to bring Ise, that wouldn’t change the fact that doing so would drive Ise insane.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry, I’ll exinter.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Turning away, Rain missed the look of concern that passed between Sunrise and Lucus.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Just be safe, weirdo.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Thanks.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Feeling a bit floaty from the concern of her siblings, Rain double-checked that she had everything she needed: coins? Check. Snow? Check. ck book that she had left in a locked box under her bed? Unfortunately, check. Geared up and ready she pushed open the door and entered the Library of Oru.
<span style="font-weight:400">The moment the door closed behind her, Rain focused on her ‘<span style="font-weight:400">Librarian’s Search’ skill. She had thought long and hard about what the right information to search for would be and hade up with a few good possibilities.
<span style="font-weight:400">The best would be to simply ask to be led to a book that would give her a permanent skill like ‘Librarian’s Search.'' Her other options would be to ask for a skill that could copy temporary skills like River’s ability, though that skill required that the copied skill be used on you, and Rain wasn’t even sure it would work on temporary skills. Thest and most likely to exist information would be to ask to find a way to make a skilled item from a temporary skill.
<span style="font-weight:400">Deciding to go with the first, Rain focused on finding a book with a guiding skill like <span style="font-weight:400">‘<span style="font-weight:400">Librarian’s Search’ and then activated <span style="font-weight:400">‘<span style="font-weight:400">Librarian’s Search.’
<span style="font-weight:400">A searing pain racked Rain''s body as her shadow ripped itself from her and rose into the air. Rain gasped and fell to her knees as the pain became a cold emptiness. She felt less real, as though she had lost a bit of her existence.
<span style="font-weight:400">Grounding herself with a few long breaths, Rain looked up at her shadow only to find it turning into an unrecognizable form. Her shadow had taken physical form, gaining depth and texture. Everything below the armpits had turned into mist while the arms had grown long. Each hand sported emaciated, sharp fingers close to a foot long that looked ready to spear Rain through. But the thing that scared Rain was the head, which sported long bone-white hair and milky white eyes. The mouth was a white hole sucking in the surrounding light and shining brighter.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rain felt like that mouth was sucking in more than just light as her feeling of instability grew. What had she created? Had the skill been a lie?
<span style="font-weight:400">The thing''s head snapped sideways, looking at Rain.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What is yourmand?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Its voice was hollow yet full of screams. The very sound of it would scare the monsters that frequented Rain’s nightmares.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Are you going to guide me through the library?” Rain asked, her acting not enough to stop the quiver in her voice.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes.”
<span style="font-weight:400">So this was the skill. Rain didn’t understand why it had to take this form, but she still needed it. She would just need to be fast so she could get her shadow back and get rid of this hollow feeling. Already, she was starting to wonder why she bothered doing anything, or if saving the world was really that important. And that was unlike her.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Take me to a permanent skill that can guide me like you do.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That information does not exist.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rain winced at that. She had just wasted one of her three charges. If she was going to use one of her charges to create a skilled item then she only had one charge left to ask.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I need to learn how to create a skilled item out of a temporary skill. Will you take me to that information?”
<span style="font-weight:400">The creature stared at Rain for a long moment before speaking.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That information does not exist.” Rain slumped before the thing continued speaking. “But if your goal is to find a way to navigate this realm by summoning me, I can help you find a permanent solution - for the right offering.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rain blinked. Up to this point, this creature had acted a little like Mr. Purple, only answering direct questions and providing no rification; hearing it make a suggestion changed how Rain looked at it.
<span style="font-weight:400">That thought made Rain wonder, and she asked Mr. Purple to show her the description for <span style="font-weight:400">‘<span style="font-weight:400">Librarian’s Search.’
<b>[Librarian’s Search: Think of Information you wish to find in the Library of Oru, and the skill will guide you there at the cost of permanently raising physical corruption by one percent.]</b><span style="font-weight:400">
<span style="font-weight:400">To her surprise, the skill still had three charges. It looked like the charges were only used when it led her to information. Though, she wouldn’t have guessed that turning her shadow into a living creature would be the way it would guide her.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rain eyed the creature as it gazed back at her through its nk eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What do you mean by price?”
<span style="font-weight:400">It smiled. The bright void of its mouth curving up until the corners touched its eyes and light started leaking into them.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I can take you to a tome you don’t know you need in exchange for a favor, or I can take you to the exact information you ask for for the stated price.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What favor?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Take the deal, and you’ll find out.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Was this how people felt when Rain did her Tyix act? No wonder they made such bad decisions. Even knowing how bad this could go, Rain found herself debating the risks.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Can I add limits to the favor?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What limits?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I won’t do anything against my conscience.”
<span style="font-weight:400">It cackled at that, a sound that reminded Rain of tortured screams.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I ept that limitation. The human conscience is a fickle thing, after all. If my request is against your conscience, all I have to do is wait, and you’ll change.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Then I want to add that I won’t do anything to harm my family.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rain’s conscience would never let her hurt Sunrise or Lucus, but when dealing with ominous beings, it never hurts to add extrayers of protection.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Very well.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Then I ept.” Rain said, raising two fingers to her lips.
<span style="font-weight:400">She could have tried to order this thing to take her to whatever tome it was talking about, but she had a feeling that if she tried to bypass the deal it offered her, she would end up paying more than just a favor.
<span style="font-weight:400">The thing still grinning mirrored her gesture, and like that, the deal was sealed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Follow me.”
<b>[Passive Skill Attained: Binding Promise.]</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">Rain took one look at the message from Mr. Purple before shrugging and following the creature. She’d known from the start that this would probably end poorly, but she was still going to walk to the end to see where it went. After all, deals like this weren’t all bad; if her past self hadn’t made a deal, then Rain wouldn''t exist. She would likely lose something big, but at the same time, there was something in her gut telling her that this was an opportunity she shouldn’t pass.