The next day, an unknown forest, does anybody even read that, East of Ireland
Chone and Vixyl after having a wonderful breakfast that consisted of nothing have started with their combat training.
After explaining to Vixyl about Threnesis and how it worked, Chone was finally ready to begin.
"So, as you know, elements of Threnesis have to be... Well, obtained, to put it like that. But in our case, I am the only one who has obtained some elements and you don't... So, for me to share an ability or a Threnesis weapon with you I will have to put, how they say, extra security measures for that." Explained Chone.
Vixyl listened carefully and determined, he was ready for anything. "Whatever it takes to use that bad boy, I'm ready for it! What should I do?" Said with enthusiasm Vixyl. Chone smiled and liked that readiness from him.
"Well, for you to be able to access your beloved hatchet...-" Began Chone but got interrupted by Vixyl with "FIRE AXE!!!", Chone smirked and fixed his mistake, continuing "For you to be able to access your... Axe, you can pick your own security measure which you must know how to go through, your options are the simplest possible, them being:
cutting down 35 trees with your bare fists every time, completing a survey that can be completed from Saturdays to Wednesdays strictly from 2 PM to 4:50 PM, calling the Chinese Communist Party each time for an 8-digit code that resets every 43 minutes, cooking a soup out of an actual axe while in the middle of a Siberian forest with an assistance of an old lady, raising a chicken through its entire life cycle from hatching from an egg to death (every single time of course), being hitchhiked from Boston to Miami on a 2008 Toyota Corolla, flying...-"Vixyl couldn't stand hearing these ridiculous tasks any longer and he shut Chone's mouth with a slap that felt too personal.
"Could you please shut up and tell me, if there is a much easier goddamn task to use as a security measure or not?!" Said Vixyl, his frustration evident, yet Chone's wide smug visible.
"Of course there is. You can just come up with a keyword, say it, and your axe will appear right in your hands!". Vixyl looked at Chone, really wanting to beat the living shit out of him for dumping into his head lots of unimportant information, yet he decided to keep it for his wet dreams. For now, all that mattered was for the training to begin. Of course, Vixyl has chosen the one-word 'security measure' to access his axe.
"You need a word that only you can use to summon and a word to use to send it back where it came from a safe place!" Instructed Chone.
Vixyl was thinking for a second, he closed his eyes and thought for a long while. He then remembered one quote from his favorite movie franchise, whispering it to himself, thinking that it would help him think better.
Unfortunately, Chone had pretty good hearing and heard the last two words from the quote, thinking that Vixyl had already made up his mind.
"Ah, 'Roll' for summoning and 'Out' for putting it down... Creative choice my friend! The security measure is set!" Said Chone as he finished setting up the measure, while Vixyl was completely caught off guard by the sudden coincidence.
"W-Wait, no! It's not that! No, can you like, revert it? Please tell me you can! I did not wanna use them..." Begged Vixyl his comrade, yet Chone simply replied with "Hahaha, no. Guess you gotta be a lot more careful with your words, buddy!".
As Vixyl experienced massive regret and promised to never mess up with his words, Chone patted Vixyl's shoulder and reassured him that mistakes happen, but it's important to never repeat them.
Vixyl did a couple of 'test summons' and they worked, now forever with the two words he didn't necessarily want.
YOU ARE READING
Masques Douloureux [Unpolished]
Rastgeleᵀʷᵒ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵃⁿ ᵃˡᵗᵉʳⁿᵃᵗᵉ ᵘⁿⁱᵛᵉʳˢᵉ ᵛⁱˢⁱᵗ ᵒᵘʳ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵃᵗᵉ ²⁰⁰⁰ˢ. ᴵⁿᵛᵒˡᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃ ʳᵃⁿᵈᵒᵐ ˢᵗʳᵃⁿᵍᵉʳ ˡᵉᵃᵈˢ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ᵇⁱᶻᵃʳʳᵉ ᵗᵘʳⁿ ᵒᶠ ᵉᵛᵉⁿᵗˢ. ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵏⁿᵒʷ. ᴬˡˢᵒ, ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᵘᵗʰᵒʳˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵐᵉⁿᵗᵃˡˡʸ ʳᵉᵗᵃʳᵈᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ, ʰᵒʷ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗᵒʳʸᵗᵉˡˡ ᵖʳᵒᵖᵉʳ...