āThough one may be able to cast down lightning, pick up something with oneās mind alone, to manipulating even the boundaries, each has a means to how its done... Each and everyone has a process to activate oneās ability or even casting spells. Through sight, through touch, through mind, through body, and even words... There may even be a combination of two or more even depending on the power and the individual...ā
Here, the half-youkai would mumble away to himself at his workshop, tinkering away at his desk, though instead of one of his many projects, a grey liquid sphere would float above their palm. Their eyes completely focused on it as he continued to mutter more to himself. Odd yet ordinary as this may seem, this was far from something he just randomly picked up somewhere. In truth, this was his own doing.Ā
Once scraps of unusable metal now formed into something else. Itās form however would not stay as is for long as it would become erratic, yet they would show no concern what so ever to this as it occurs with bits and pieces falling off and turning to dust onto his palm before the sphere would start to take shape. From simple tools, to parts, to a weapon or two, he would change its form to his whim.
A gift to him to him for their deeds, deeds that he, himself, was sure to be undeserving of, yet here it was. Yet here it is. Plus, itād be a shame not to use it afterall.
āI really should talk with her about this more... even if they gave me the knowledge on how to use this along with the other things. Thereās still a difference from learning from someone compared to being self-taught.ā
Alas, he would never meet this person again once news reaches them, for this person he speaks of was no more...













