(6) Sphere of wish

"....."

It was pointless no matter how long Veren thought.

He could only change his Target with dissatisfaction.

How to get out of his current situation?

Whether it was coincidental or not, the name of the new body was Veren too.

Veren Walprus, the first son of Duke Walprus.

However, this title doesn't hold much power, for Veren at least.

'This body's father is an avid believer of the church of pale mask. Really…I feel pity for this kid. I saw him going through immense pain every night due to the mask too. Ha...I don't know how much pain he felt as I just 'saw' them like some movie...but I hope it isn't much.'

Veren was treated like a patient with health issues, not allowing him to step out of the mansion. It was a good reason to not take him to any banquet either. It was apparent how he was viewed by others.

It takes 10 years for the demi-god to fully descend into its host. This left Veren with 9 years, as the mask was placed on his face a year prior.

In these ten years, the mask ejects dark divinity into the host's body periodically. It was most likely what caused the past Veren pain every night.

Staring at himself in the mirror, Veren could only shake his head. The mask made him look like a devil's incarnate, his black hair and red eyes even complimented it.

'Eh....wait, why can't I recall the face of this body? The mask was placed on me when I or he turned 7, so he should remember how he looked before that...I can't remember, not a thing. Whether my eyes were red before or which color my hair was...'

Mysteries kept forming one after another and another, which Veren could only put aside for now. But they still bothered him in the corner of his mind.

The solution that Veren was able to reach could only be despairing.

'I have to either get some divine artifact to protect my soul or make it stronger than a demi-god. Both seem impossible. I can let the matter of dark divinity within my body slide, As long as I'm still myself....'

Veren was currently in the holy empire, so it might pose many problems. But he couldn't care either way, the only way to hide his dark divinity was for him to go through another painful experience.

"So I would rather not care about it...I can just leave this nation after all. Unless..." Veren squinted his eyes, not wanting to think further.

In the novel, Veren appears as a huge monster. What could have caused his body to mutate like that?

If it was the dark divinity...Veren gritted his teeth.

'Again, why? It's like my life can never continue without any suffering...' A dark shadow covered his face, not that it was visible due to the mask.

Remembering that he was in a fantasy world, Veren wondered if there was something that could help him. Like giving him luck or something.

'....The sphere of wish, If I get it, I will definitely be able to change my life.' For the first time in a long while, Veren felt motivated.

'There is still a long time for it to appear, so I should start preparing...I will need to be at least one of the strongest people alive. I don't care if I have to use the power of a demi-god or anything....'

'I don't mind joining the church of pale mask if I can get my hands on the sphere of wish.'

No emotions showed on his face, however, Veren was fully fired up.

Knock~ knock~

A maid cooly walked into Veren's room, only to freeze feeling the pair of cold eyes looking at her.

"...I brought the breakfast."

The maid spoke after a pause, showing that she wasn't normal. Every servant in the mansion was working for the Pale Mask organization.

"Keep it at the desk and get lost." Veren didn't bother acting, he was aware that dark divinity affects the soul, so sudden temperament change wasn't out of the question.

Click~

Quietly keeping the breakfast on his table, the maid left.

Veren continued to stare blankly at the mirror.

To strengthen his soul, he had to follow the path of a ritualist.

The ritualists were almost everywhere. Every family uses rituals to make their life easy.

Ritualists followed the words of gods, it could belong to any god or demi-god. Once a ritualist speaks any words of God, they are engraved into their soul itself, but that is only temporary.

The information vanishes after a while, this process causes the soul to grow stronger.

It was said that the words of God work through the mark left behind by a god's ascension. It is treated like a legend, but gods were once just normal living beings in the world.

'Well, the protagonist was able to ascend to godhood, so it's most likely the truth. I remember the novel saying that a huge change happens to the world as someone ascends to godhood.'

Anyway, having read the novel, Veren knew the most efficient way of strengthening the soul.

It is through performing rituals belonging only to the natural elemental gods, fire, wind, earth, and others.

After performing a ritual, the ritualist's souls get packed with information. They have to wait for the information or ritual engraved in the soul to vanish before using another.

'I can't fully remember...the novel said something about elemental being closely around us so it helped extract the information or something along those lines....well, whatever. I hope that they have all the elemental gods' rituals in the library.'

Eating breakfast, Veren changed his clothes and began walking towards the library from his memories.

'Hmm...' Veren met someone unexpected while walking with his two small legs.

A girl the same age as Veren walked while taking support from the wall. Her breathing was ragged, hinting at her health problem. She was also the reason Veren could tell that he was in the novel's world.

Veren's mind wasn't strong enough to remember who or where Duke Walprus was. It was because the girl before him had left an impression on him.

Vousenne Walprus.

'She was a crazy character that made trouble for everyone, including the protagonist and...then she killed herself saying she was bored....'

She was an adopted daughter of Duke Walprus.

As Veren was watching her, suddenly her image overlapped with Laila, his sister.

"...." Veren frowned.

He decided shortly and walked towards the servants.

"Escort her back to her room." Pointing at Vousenne, Veren continued walking, not waiting for a response. He felt a little heartache but decided to ignore it.

'My trauma hasn't gone away, I guess. I felt nauseous just thinking of helping her, just because she somewhat looked like Laila. It's better if I am as far as possible from her…I will just remember annoying stuff by seeing her.'

Appearance wise they were totally different. It was due to Veren's mind that perceived her that way, making his trauma rise up.

Truthfully, Veren didn't care about the story progression. He was actually planning on hoarding many of the protagonist's items after all. Like the sphere of wish.

'I don't care if the holy empire gets destroyed. I don't love this empire like the protagonist. I will do what I want to do this time.'

Veren walked into the library.