221 Did I mention Reima is hot?

Reima wakes up yet again, confused at the strange dream. Around him appears to be the large chamber of the Kiln he'd performed the ritual in, he scans the room for Solaire but doesn't find him, instead a peculiar warmth surrounds him... He retrieves a mirror with a wooden handle to check his physical changes but drops it as it bursts into flames, glancing around him he indeed notices the air trembling as if the temperature is extremely hot. He however doesn't feel anything other than a small warmth which confuses him greatly, is this a side effect of taking in the Lord Souls? He remembers that there is one Shard of the Dark Soul left and looks down at the Transposing Kiln which used to house it, instead of a Writhing Dark Shard he sees a large gnarled wooden staff that's about 6ft long and grows into a large axe-like head. It's the Manus Catalyst from the game, Reima distinctly remembers it as he used to use it for a one shot build, the staff increases the strength of your spells but halves your spell uses, which basically means it increases the Mana cost.

Reima bends down to pick it up, as his fingers grasp the staff the small cracks in the wood glow red as if it has been resting in a fireplace for hours. They spread through the staff before finally coalescing at the axe head which glows a chaotic dark red, he tries to lift it but finds it much, much heavier than anything else he'd wielded, as his strength had increased monstrously most weapons felt similar to a flashlight or something similar in weight... This however feels as if his strength hadn't changed at all, he hefts it up in one hand and lets the bottom of it fall the floor, the hard petrified floor cracks under it's immense weight, surprising Reima.

He ends up pulling out a pure silver mirror and moving it via telekinesis away from him as he assumes he is the cause of the heat. His glowing green cat-like eyes glare back at him as his gaze traces over his still naked body, the numerous scars he'd obtained while taking contracts in Kaedwin remain despite his apparent immortality, the still glowing Dark Sign on his chest seems to have changed colour slightly, he shakes his head as he's sure he'd seeing things. His body hasn't changed much but he's surprised to find embers drifting off of his form, it's as if he'd used an Ember in the third game. Small bursts of flames start and then quickly peter out around him, his hair now unrestrained by the band that'd probably caught fire flutters as if caught by a draft... He retrieves a Titanite infused thin silver chain and ties his hair up with it, hoping the residual heat around him wouldn't instantly melt it.

After making sure he'd not turned into a monster or grown a fluffy tail, Reima sits at the bonfire and examines his condition, sure that his stats must've improved some how. He meditates and is shocked by what he finds, almost all of his stats are maxed out, his strength, dexterity and attunement actually exceeds the previous limit of 99. He's not sure to what extent they'd improved but it's definitely a welcome change. He almost chuckles when he feels his faith is around -10, is this possible? Probably not, but that's how Reima had interpreted it. He gets up and thinks on what to do next, does he looks for Solaire or test out the Manus Catalyst? Shrugging he decides to look for Solaire before doing anything else, if he needed to give a reason it'd be because he wants to show off...

He leaps from one side of the room to the other, creating a small explosion from his powerful jump. He climbs up the slippery exit and walks up the stairs to overlook the large city of Izalith, after the Bed of Chaos was destroyed the lava that encompassed the city had gradually cooled, leaving only small puddles left in the vast cavern.

A voice comes from behind him and he immediately recognises it as Solaire, "Reima! Are you ok?" he says as he walks towards him.

Reima nods, "I am, that bloody hurt though."

Solaire's approach halts for some reason, his eyes twitch and squint as he backs away. "My friend, you're on fire!"

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Reima looks at his arms, still glowing and releases small embers. He shouts "Oh! I'M ON FIRE, OH MY GOD!" before finally bursting into laughter. Solaire doesn't seem to appreciate this and looks as if he wants to slap him. "Your comedic insight baffles me still... Is there a reason your naked?"

Reima lets out a weird noise, "Ah" he looks down and realises he'd forgotten to put on clothes. He steps back but almost stumbles as he realises a small layer of stone under his feet had melted into lava... He retrieves his Witcher gear, and puts it on, assured that it wouldn't melt as it's entirely reinforced with Titanite. He layers his ever faithful Gleam Cloak over the top of it before looking back at Solaire. "Is this heat thing going to be a problem?"

He doesn't say anything and just approaches, he stretches his gloved hand out half a metre away from Reima and it starts to glow a dim red, the silver gauntlet apparently becoming extremely hot. Solaire takes his hand back and shakes it, "My friend, I think if you returned to the Chaos Covenant you'd burn everyone present alive... I'm currently a deity and I can barely stay in your presence..."