The Last Warlock

The domain runespell seemed god like but had a major problem. Essence left Mack body so he was able to control all ownerless Essence around him. But with that, he could not activate any of his own runespells, it was like his essenxe left his body along with almost hakf his blood to 'rule' everything around.

But with that he becomes week physically and he cant activate any runespells. He can activate them, but they will fail the activation or if suceed ot would drain him of his last bits of Essence and the result would be so lame that would be akin to a wishper in a party.

"Its a tough decision"

[Leave it for later. The scan being a passive runespell that auto trigger itself at each heartbeat is already a huge progress]

"Indeed, someday i will find a better way for this."

But than he remembered the trial of this gate.

To be the sun itself..

'but here my heartbeat would never go up to extremes.... unless..... if i run?'

Mack pondered over the matter, his helfire runespell was strong but he was not sure if he was in the right direction to solve this trial.

"Maybe I'm being too literal..."

Mack looked to all the snow around him.

'The bane of snow is heat. But why the analogy with sun? That bastard never said empty words.'

Mack looked up as if imagining where the sun should be but his vision was stopped by the ceiling of his iglu. Than he imagined himself up high in the sky and looking below.

"No way. He wish for me to melt all this snow? Thats fucking impossible!!!"

Mack hit his head while lowering his head, than he saw he was still naked.

~sigh~

A few hours later, and already with clothes, Mack continued his eternal walk over the snow.

His trail of footsteps disappearing in the sight behind him in the white.

All sides that Mack looked he saw only white.

Not a single patch of grass, not even a small tree or a branch or even a rock.

Snow everywhere.

From time to time the scan runespell activated and with that the empty feedback came to him.

Mack looked behind him. Not to see if someone would appear, but to see if his trail of footsteps behind him was in a straight line.

With no way to differentiate right from left, that trail was his only guide that he was walking always foward and not in circles.

'to be the sun'

He murmured in his head, asking himself again and again for a better solution and unconciously avoiding the true. Because if that was what his ancestor wished, Mack had no way to do it.

He was not that strong yeat.

At least was what he thought.

[If you want to keep going further, you need to push yourself to your limits]

"Easy to say. Hard to do it."

[The harder the task. The greater the reward]

"Sorry. Meritocracy don't work with me. I came from a world were some people were born above others. Is this his merit? Nop."

[...]

"Anyways, Is not like i don't want to try. Is just that I'm not that powerfull. It's a waste of time trying. And i have no clue of what to do to increase my strength here"

[...]

"All i see is snow, and more snow and more snow."

Said Mack pointing to his sides like a touristic guide would do. But of course, mocking his own state.

~sigh~

[You still didn't notice right?]

"Notice what?"

[You are talking]

"Of course I am, I have a mouth"

Said Mack raising his two arms, as if it could not be more obvious.

[Could you when you entered here?]

Mack abruptly stopped walking.

The realization that came with that single phase shocked Mack.

"Im adapting to the cold!"

[No. No. You just have a mouth.]

"tsc"

Clicked his tongue Mack. He had no answer for that one. That Arcane had become more and more like him.

[Rude?]

"I never said that. Neither I thought. Stop putting words in my mouth"

[More beautiful definitely not]

"Of course not. you don't have a body"

[Who said that?]

"You have?"

[Maybe. Maybe not.]

Mack could not believe the shameless of this Arcane. Distorting facts just to not lose an argument.

"Anyway. If i can adapt to the cold than this was not a wasted trip"

[Its not like you have a choice]

"Thanks for reminding me that im a prisoner here"

[No need for thanks]

~sigh~

Mack wished he could put this Arcane on the mute sometimes. But, it was also his only 'company'.

"If am adapting will i be able to not feel xold anymore? or is like the cold don't harm me?"

Said Mack already uncovering his right arm to be able to touch the snow on the ground with his own hands.

"Yeap I can feel the cold same as always. But it don't hurt anymore like a cold burn as before."

[Think twice]

"What?"

[...]

"Oh you are forbidden to tell..... the rules...."

[Think again. Whats inside of everything]

"Its not my body evolving? but my will?"

[Finally]

"Now that you said. I mean. I said. It does make sense. Just like i can see in the dark" is natural for me to always think that i dont want to feel cold."

[Bit when you touched the snow you coukd feel it right?]

"Yes. I see.... its like when i wished to feel the snow. i could feel it. Am i affecting the snow or my body? It must be my body."

[Indeed is your body. But what would happen if you could strength your will to counter the cold like this in a hundred folds?Even if only affected your own body]

"I see... I would be imune to any kind of cold."

[Correct]

"Just like that archmage and all other light constructs used fire spells I bet that are some that use ice spells]