Julius Faust's Journal

Thrills and Chills
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Downtime
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Downtime

One Hell Of A Day

After the whole cave journey, I was able to procure more eggs than needed. Of course, the idea is to nuture them in the veritible monsters they were back in the cave. The first step is to find an expert and gain their know-how on the matter. This was easy to do, but difficult in following up. It seemed the expert has her eyes on my findings and will take any opportunity to scam me out of them. Typical. After a long drawn out conversation, I was finally able to come to an understanding with her. In exchange for one egg, she'll provide me with the enzyme needed to keep the eggs alive. After that, it was only a matter of securing a place of living while they do hatch.

When all I said and done, I'm quite out of pocket. It'll be a while before I can recoup my money from the stock market, but I can wait.

In the night, as I slept, I had a strange dream of a woman in black who came to embrace me. When I awoke, I had a dark, pitch-black cloak wrapped around it. A bit tacky, but it seems to have more qualities that I could see at first. By dawning it, I can use it to project a barrier for myself. Interesting. Perhaps this tool will help me to further my ambition. With control over the dead and a way to protect myself from harm, I do believe I have a great chance against whatever may come next.

Three days and three nights
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Downtime

Not exactly a mind trick.

After returning from that expedition in Berlin, I found myself with another dream, a phantasm, a ghost, pale white, yet as soon as my hands touched it, it turned completely black as with the rest of the world. In that moment I awoke and I knew, I had once more found myself given a new ability. At once, I had to test it, I put on my usual gloves and as soon as I did, they turned black themselves. I found myself able to produce dark shadowy hands from my gloves, and these hands acted with my though and direction. To do as I would command them, as I would with my normal hands.

Instantly, I set to train and focus my mind to hone in on these new 'appendages' I was gifted with. My mind, it seemed, couldn't work fast enough and I seemed to have needed to maintain my focus on any tasks I perform with these phantasmal hands. I considered the possibilities and decided that I'd do something I had sworn off. I'd learn to fight with my hands, a barbaric task, but someone had to do it. With it, I knew, that once my body and mind learned to perform these acts of violence, I could then begin to perform them with my other hands, as well, which will be useful in the future to combat any threats like that Hunter from before. The Cloak, it would seem, had undergone some changes of its own. If I didn't know any better, I'd say I was turning into one of those space monks from an old sci-fi movie series that had now been dropped of. For the gods, I would hope not.

Enzyme
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