Reincarnated With A Summoning System

“But, back to the first topic, about giving some gifts to your Demons.” Cain continued with an eager smile, making Aggramor chuckle.

“I don’t see any reason why not. Who should we call in first? Most of my unique named generals are here right now.”

Cain thought about it for a second. “Start with Carnage, Oath Breaker, and the Record Keeper.” Cain decided.

Both Cain and his summons used all three on a regular basis, and he could summon and merge with them all using [Versatility] to improve the summons to Mythic so he could just grant them the spells directly with [Modify]. After that their bodies should adapt on their own, hopefully.

Predictably, the first one to arrive was Carnage, followed by Oath Breaker, who gave Cain a very strange look when he saw him.

“You, I see you in my nightmares all the time, what have you been doing to my mind?” Oath Breaker asked, pointing at Cain..

Cain had no idea what the Legendary Demon was talking about. He summoned the Epic version of his species all the time, but rarely did he call on the Legendary leader of the Oath Breakers himself. Or was that herself? Given the strange form, it was a bit hard to tell.

“I don’t know what you mean. What sort of dreams?”

The demon began to detail various battles that Cain had fought while merging with or summoning Oath Breakers, and enlightenment began to come to the former Puppet Master.
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“I don’t suppose that you share a mental link with your subordinates, do you? Can you hear their thoughts or see what they see?” Cain asked and the demon nodded.

Cain called the clones of Oath Breaker and Carnage into [Merger] with him.

“And when I do this, what happens?” He asked.

“It’s like I can see through your eyes, but it’s dreamy like I’m asleep or trapped.” The demon told him, confused.

“It’s a skill of mine, bringing my summons into my body to strengthen myself. I don’t do it as much anymore, since my stat modifiers are maxed out, but I used to do it for every battle, and I still do it for a while when I need a spell.” Cain explained.

[It’s been a while since I’ve been here. How many fun things have I missed? I know you missed my advice.] The Oath Breaker in his merger whispered to Cain.

“There it is again. So annoying.” The demon muttered, and Cain released the Merger. He could use the skill well enough with the demon standing beside him now that his skills from the Puppet Master and Flesh Crafter class had been maxed out.

“Look, it’s me, but kinda ugly? What happened to your face?” The summoned Oath Breaker asked.

“You insolent little shit, I will rip you apart.” The real version snarled.

“Both of you behave. We are here to improve the Army’s skills, and we don’t have a lot of time to waste, the army will be expecting us back out soon.” Aggramor ordered and all the demons in the room bowed.

Cain noticed that the Oath Breaker did take out a mirror to check its face though, causing the summon to chuckle.

“I’ll call on you for a chat later, but first, we need to get the living version back on track,” Cain whispered to his summoned Oath Breaker, which nodded sadly as Cain granted the living version [Shadow Blades], the Mythic version of its racial innate ability.

“Oh, that is nice, do me next, do me next.” Carnage asked, giving Cain a pleading look that reminded him a lot of Neffie.
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Maybe Carnage wasn’t a violent person by nature, he might just really, really like combat and the name was only a byproduct of his constant need to battle to keep from being bored.

Cain upgraded his innate ability to [Lava Quake] which would coat its arms and body in Mythic fire and cause any strike that hit the ground to cause trails of Lava to spread out from the impact site.

“This is amazing. Mythic Lava and I can already feel my body getting stronger. I’m going to go try this in the woods, Okay? Thanks bye.” Carnage was out the door before anyone could say a word to him, and Cain shared an amused look with King Aggramor.

“Are you sure you’re not related to him? There is a strong hint of Neffie in that boy.” Cain suggested, and a whistling laugh came from behind him where Record Keeper had just entered the building.

“Who gave Carnage a new toy? He’s waving that flaming Ax around like a maniac and running through the woods?” The bird-headed and winged demon asked.

“That would be my fault, and I’m going to give you a gift too. Mythic [Balance].” Cain explained.

“You know, I’m almost insulted that it took you this long after giving it to your baby momma to get around to giving it to the real me. Very thoughtless, it’s like I don’t even deserve the spell to add to my records.” The demon complained, but Cain granted him the spell anyhow.

“Oh, that’s good stuff.” Record Keeper sighed, sitting down on the floor and beginning to meditate. Cain always thought the Record Keeper was just a species name, but it seemed that he really did keep a record of every spell that he came across. A demonic Librarian of sorts.

“Well, that went better than expected. Why don’t we go out and join the party, now that we have the basics covered? If you see any others that you wish to bless, you are of course welcome to it. I can’t imagine that any of them would complain.” Aggramor smiled, patting Cain on the shoulder and then patting Cyrene’s head.

“She’s getting better and better at the belt thing. I almost forgot she was there, and I can see her right in front of me.” Oath Breaker smiled, using all six of his arms to pat the Lamia.

“I was a bit busy with the planning for all the extra towers. Everyone has an idea for where they should be and what they should look like, so someone needed to organize it all, and the Lesser Watchers nominated me.” Cyrene explained.

“Why would they pick you though?” Record Keeper asked without opening its eyes.

“Because they’re Pet Sitters and she is his personal Pet.” Oath Breaker said, deadpan and Cyrene shrugged. It was as good of an explanation as any, and the Lesser Watchers hadn’t offered one at all, only informed her that it was her task now.