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Ashan 30, Arc 720
How did you make a totem?
Devin looked at the bloody tooth that he had extracted from his patient, at the bowl with the blood that the Biqaj had spit out and at the strand of light brown hair proceeded to scratch his head in confusion.
A moment later, he turned to Adeline, his mentor, who sat on the sofa and was filing her nails as if that was the most important thing in the world and demanded, “Help me!”
“You said that your master’s first initiate died, and that you don’t want that to happen to your first initiate who happens to be me. How do I turn this here into a totem?”
Adeline looked up for a moment, filed her nails some more and finally walked over to the table where Devin had arranged the three sovereign substances on a piece of clean cloth.
A moment later, she handed something to him – a silver ring that had some kind of hole in the middle and that was obviously missing a gemstone or something similar. “Since your self-totem is a pendant, I thought that it would be better if we made this totem a ring”, the blonde told him. “This one should be the right size for your tooth.”
Devin nodded. He wasn’t particularly keen on wearing necklaces and rings made out of teeth and toes as those was a bit disgusting, to be honest; he was quite keen on magic and shapeshifting though as it would make his cons so much easier if he could just turn into someone else. What more, Becoming would hopefully eventually allow him to grow wings, just like Kalortah.
With that thought in mind, he took the ring when Adeline raised a hand. “Before you go ahead, use your new totem and transform for the first time, there is one thing that I need to tell you. You must never lose your self-totem. Keep it safe. Keep it close. If you lose it, you can never become yourself again, and if your totem is destroyed …”
She didn’t finish the sentence, but only shuddered. For a moment, the blonde who was usually quite confident, bordering on arrogant, looked just a little bit scared. Devin had never seen her like that before which was why he didn’t make one of his sarcastic comments, but only nodded. The thought of being stuck in a totem frightened him, to be honest.
He found temporarily becoming someone else exciting; in the end, he was quite fond of his own body though. It was a great body. It was an extraordinary handsome body, and he’d gone through a lot of effort to get it. He had even subjected himself to Rakvald’s crazy fleshcrafting magic.