Utopia of Madness (LOTM × LBC)

Chapter 9

AN:

Here's the update...

I've been busy IRL and I am playing Limbus and practicing my drawing skills in my free time. Don's Canto has a lot of lore, and I'm excited for part 3.

I also changed my profile pic to my drawing of a blushing Sinclair..... (It's not finished... I would change it later once again when I finish it. It was supposed to be Ryoshu with a Blushing Sinclair... - P.S. nope.. nope... I am not drawing anything horny... Sinclair is just embarrassed) I like their mother-and-son dynamics

Chapter 9: Delve into Madness

      
       Wednesday, it was approaching at 3 a.m. Currently, Sinclair was in the kitchen of his rented room in an apartment building. Just under 10 minutes it would be 3:00 in the morning. In front of him was a small table and he was sitting in front of it. Place on the table is a bottle made of glass with strange liquid filling it.

Just before it became Wednesday, Emil Sinclair received the potion formula and ingredients from Mr World courtesy of Mr Fool. With the formula and ingredients, the only thing that Sinclair needed was to prepare and brew the potion.

While brewing the Savant Pathway potion, Sinclair followed the instructions on the formula as instructed. He made sure to calm himself or avoid the shaking of his body and hands. Even the recent events have just made him nervous and uncertain; thankfully, he didn't make any mishaps during the potion brewing.

And now, in front of him, is the finished product. The Savant Pathway potion. Sinclair's first step in the world of Beyonders and attaining his wish.

The only thing that Sinclair needed to do was drink it.

Staring at the potion in front of him, Sinclair unconsciously gulped. Bringing forward his slightly shaking hands but not picking it up. Sinclair glared at his shaking right hand.

Emil can't afford to be a coward. His hands shouldn't shake. He shouldn't be afraid!

' Stop shaking damn it! '

What would happen if his hands didn't stop shaking? This is his only chance! The Savant Sequence formula and ingredients were granted to him because Mr World decided to be kind to Sinclair. He was also kind enough to provide tools for brewing the potion. If he messed up, he wasn't certain if there would be a 2nd time that Mr. World or any other members of the Tarot Club would be kind enough to have him acquire ingredients for Savant Sequence.

Emil Sinclair still needed to pay back Mr World for the Savant Sequence formula and ingredients in the future.

Even though there was a recent offer that happened to him on Monday, another chance to acquire his wish, Sinclair thinks that having more options for his wish to be realized is better for him.

With those thoughts and his fear of not acquiring his wish overpowering his doubts of himself and the risk of madness in the path of Beyonders, Sinclair's hands stopped shaking. Now there was only a forced calm ingrained in his body. Taking a deep breath, Sinclair moved his right hand and picked up the Savant Sequence Potion on the table. Uncapping the lid and blocking his nose with his left hand.

The potion didn't smell pleasant, and Sinclair decided to clear his mind of the stomach-turning ingredients placed on it before downing the contents of the bottle in one go. Gulping them nonstop for under a few seconds and avoiding the taste of the potion to register on his tongue.

After that few seconds, Sinclair's left hand left from his nose, and the glass bottle clattered to the floor until it reached far away from Sinclair's current position. It was fortunate that the glass bottle was sturdy and it wasn't the fragile type of glass, or else Sinclair's current bare feet would suffer under the shattered pieces of the glass bottle.