Chaos Cycle: The Eye of Genesis

It was midnight when Elior finished inscribing all the runes and bound them into articles of clothing. It took over six hours to do something he could do with just a flick of his pinky in his prime.

He let out a victory smile and wiped out the sweat from his face. 1256 complete runes counting the 12 intermediate ones he had put in an hour just to connect the rest of the runes.

After the artifacing department closed at six, Elior had a meal with Ileana and Shin at the cafeteria, and joined in the work after that. If only he had the equipment of forging in his room, and allowed to forge in his room, he could have made more things in his room, hiding from the watching eyes of others.

Not everyone was like Issac Nelson. They might not have bad intentions, but his skills at artifacing could make them more than fascinating. And that not something Elior could answer if they asked some question.

With a concentrated gaze, he looked at the specification of the items. It was even slimmer than a bullet-proof vest, but it was way heavier than that. After all, it was mostly made of tungsten and titanium.

[Items: Customised Training suit.

Class: rare. Quality: Decent.

Defence: 8~11. Durability: 18/18.

Weight: 39.4kgs

- Customised Training suit made by Elior, a Budding Artificer.

- The Suit can jam the mana inside the wearer's body from 5% to 99%, and doing so it would cast a spell on the wearer and he would feel the weight of the clothes of the multipliers from 1X to 10x.]

Elior chuckled, reading the Budding Artificer after his name. The thing that he made was as he had expected. If he wanted to buy something like this, it would cost him about 12 to 15 millions guardians credit, even though the material cost him less than 1 million. That's how profiting from artifacing was if you were good at it.

The training suit worked in a quite simple way. The runes he had put inside it would enlarge the effect of the mana nullifying stones and it would restrict him, or the right way to say would create problems whenever he tried to use mana. He needed to put more effort into using the mana, while it would exhaust him more. It would also help him grow, too. And there was that weight for his physical training.

Elior would kill two birds with one stone, but the toll on his body will be twice as much too, if not more. Without much thinking, He removed his clothes and wore the training suit. Even though the silk was thicker than most, it was not uncomfortable; he paid a good price for it to not be uncomfortable.

But the moment he revolved the mana inside his body, he started to feel uncomfortable. With his current level and body, he will be able to only train with about 10 percent restriction on mana while the weight of the thing will turn double. If he rose the restriction on man more than the weight would multify furthermore.

Elior was quite tired after all the work he had done today, so he put the suit in the lowest restriction—5% with 1.5x multiplying weight and sat crossless on the bed. It did not take long for his mind to imagine the void. The Nothingness came straight the moment he tried it.

Elior still was surprised at that. Even when he first awaked the space attribute in his previous time, he was not so adept in it. He was well over LVL 100 back then, yet he had to try hours before he succeeded.

Was it because of his experience? Perhaps, but that was not the entire truth.

Elior still had to train in the dawn, so he did not mediate the entire night. About two hours of meditation with the suit on, he jerked the heavy things off his body and slept.

And the alarm rang just after two minutes he had slept. Elior had the urge to destroy his hollow book now, but he still woke up. It had not been only two minutes that he had slept, but two and half hours. The clock was striking at 04:30.

With an ugly scowl on his face, Elior walked up to the washroom. He took a cold shower, and it surprisingly helped him refresh.

He then put on the customised training suit again and above it he wore the tracksuit. His body turned heavier and slower. He did not forget the earbuds and when he was checking his phone to connect to the Bluetooth, he saw there were a few messages from shin.

Shin: Bro, I don't think I can join in today's run. I have used the cleansing potion you gave me and I'm almost dead now. Skull emoji 3x.

Shin: Please pardon this poor soul for today. Crying emoji 10X. I promise I'll join you tomorrow.

Shin: For the third time. Please don't today. Praying emoji.

Elior clicked his tongue and massaged, "Drama queen." "I'll meet you at the cafeteria at Eight."

No reply came, as Shin was probably sleeping now. Elior did not bother, left for the tracks. The sun just rose when Elior appeared on the field. Today there were fewer people present there on the tracks compared to yesterday, probably because he came more than half an hour later.

Minding his own business, Elior started running. His body was heavier today, so he started even slower than yesterday and he started the restriction at 5%. The heaviness rose further, and he gasped for heavy breaths only after running for five minutes. The only consolation he had in between the running was the soft music playing in his ears and the soft morning breeze hitting his face.

He ran alone for a while and then felt someone's presence behind him. He turned the music off to hear a female voice greeting him.

"Good morning. Mind if I join you?"

Elior focused his gaze to notice it was Lara. Lara was a tall girl when compared to other girls. She was wearing a tracksuit like his and sneakers, while her hairs were bound to a bun. She was a freshman like Elior, but they were not in the same section.

"It has not been morning yet," Elior said, taking in a deep breath. This was not the first time he was talking to her after he had helped her in the trial. She had thanked him once in the academy.

"I know," Lara said curtly, and started running side by side with him.

"I did not say you can join me," Elior said then.

Lara flustered a little. Her face was about to go pale, and she was about to leave when Elior said again.

"I'm just joking. Yes, you can run with me. Apparently my friend today was too tired to join me, and I would appreciate someone else's company."

Lara nodded and jogged with him. Strangely enough, she felt the speed at which they were jogging was not even half of her usual speed and saw Elior taking large gasps on that.

"Why are you running like a . . .'' Lara stopped her phrase.

"Like a girl?" But Elior completed it.

She squinted her nose a little, but nodded.

"The reason is simple, because my body is weak and I can't handle more speed than this," he said. "I understand if it is not preferable to you. If you like, you can run at your usual speed."

"I'm good," Lara said and kept the slow pace with him.

Elior looked at her one last time, before turning on the music again.

He finished his laps on the fifth, and rested on the grass while Lara completed a couple more with her usual pace before joining him again.

"Is there something you would like to tell me?" Elior asked, looking straight at her.

Lara hesitated a little, then said, looking down at the grass. "I was thinking if you would like to train with me?"

Elior blinked at the girl, whose face was red like a tomato. 'My god, why is she so embarrassed just asking for training? It's not like she was asking for a date."

Then he recalled the one before him was barely a teenage girl, while he was an oldman in the body of his younger self.

Lara was flustered even more than hearing no answer from him. She licked her lips to say something more when she heard him say:

"I don't know if you are aware, but I have quite a busy schedule. So I won't be able to agree with your proposal, but I could manage a little combat training in the morning or evening twice or thrice a week."

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