Chapter 80 Demotivation

Chapter 80 Demotivation

Grimestone tapped his device once more, displaying an image of a slate with the glowing word 'shield' engraved on it.

"For example, simply engraving 'shield' doesn't require that much will, and the resulting shield's power will depend on the amount of mana you can infuse into it."

He tapped his device again, and a slate with the glowing words 'impenetrable shield' engraved on it appeared.

"However, engraving 'impenetrable shield' would obviously demand more willpower to create. But keep in mind that merely engraving 'impenetrable shield' doesn't guarantee an invincible shield; its strength is directly proportional to the strength of your will."

"This example applies to shields, but rune engraving follows the same principle overall. The stronger your will, the more powerful the rune. Now, our first lesson today will be about harnessing your will."

"The strength of your will is determined by one thing: your mental strength, which is closely tied to your life experiences. In this case, the more adversity you've faced and overcome, the better."

Grimestone clapped, and the lights in the room came back on, clearing the holographic display.

"Now, let's focus on you engraving your first rune." nove)lb.In

"Bring out an engraver and a slate," Grimestone instructed. Atticus followed his guidance, producing a slate and an engraver.

The slate was a rectangular piece, measuring approximately 12 inches in length, 8 inches in width, and half an inch in thickness. Its surface had been meticulously polished to a mirror-like finish.

The engraver, as its name suggested, was used for engraving runes. Crafted from polished steel, it featured a finely carved wooden handle. The tool had a moderate length, providing optimal control and balance.

After a few minutes of concentration, a deep red color emanated from the tip of the engraver.

Grimestone's eyes widened. 'Why is it so red?'

While he had encountered various colors in his experience, this was the first time he had seen a hue as intense as this red.

The color of an individual's will was seen as a representation of their life experiences and personality. 'What could have made it so red?' Grimestone pondered.

Atticus opened his eyes and brought the engraver down onto the slate. Focusing on his intention, he moved the engraver with fluid grace, writing the word 'shield' with extraordinarily beautiful penmanship.

As soon as he completed the last word, it was as if he had lost all his energy and motivation. He suddenly felt disheartened, as if nothing in life mattered anymore.

Grimestone, noticing Atticus's condition, snapped into action. He retrieved a vial, similar to the one he had consumed earlier, and quickly administered it to Atticus.

Almost immediately, Atticus emerged from his depressed state. Grimestone looked at him and explained, "It's a recovery potion. It will help you regain your will faster. Now you understand what I meant by looking like me 90% of the time," Grimestone remarked with a chuckle.

Atticus was still shaken by the experience. 'That was dangerous,' he thought.

The feeling of complete demotivation wasn't something to be taken lightly. It was as if he had lost interest in everything, suddenly he didn't want to train anymore, he didn't want to get his revenge anymore. Heck, even breathing seemed like a chore!

'I should never use this in battle,' he decided.

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A/N: I need golden tickets!??????