The Traveller

Chapter 64: Seraph Wings

Still co-writing with philippaki

Hearths out, and games are played

 (See the end of the chapter for Notes.)

"Dad.. left really quickly this morning," Blotched told Oneiro, when he left the library in the morning and didn't find his co-parent.

"Did he leave a message?~" Oneiro asked as he walked over to his mug on the counter that already had his coffee in it as well as a localized heating ward around it. A wonderful invention that he was still convinced was the best thing that Hearth had ever created.

"He said likely be back after a day, and that someone decided to attack a hospital he warded... Dad didn't seem pleased so likely a deity involved," Blotched grinned, Hearth disliked people going after his work.

But... while he was gone, he'd asked Blotched to speak to Karma about there creative tool.. and how Hearth technically tricked Blotched into summoning it. He was still a bit embarrassed on it.

"Hopefully we will have a quieter day then.~" Oneiro muttered into his coffee, a clear break from the Creativity lessons Karma had slowly started up again after that intense period he had no wish to ever remember.

"Dad gave me a ward stone, one time use to lift the restrictions for three hours... I don't usually teach but dad said maybe coming from a generation one creator will help," Blotched said opening the fridge, pressing a ward that summoned breakfast even Oneiro could heat.

"It can't get any worse.~" Oneiro muttered under his breath as he eyed the pre prepared meal and placed it the oven. Karma was his adorable child but also an absolute menace when trying to use their creativity magic.

Blotched grinned, the smile more something you'd expect on his original older face.

Oneiro sighed in a deeply exhausted way that was rare to hear from his type but Karma truly brought it out of him, twitching as he took a sip of his coffee when he heard a crash and a high pitched chirp that signalled Karma had woken up.

"Be strong" Blotched teased.

"You are finding way too much amusement from this.~" Oneiro huffed with mock offense, playfully rubbing their skull when he got near and smirking at the bewildered expression.

Breakfast was rather simple, even if If Karma grumbled at The lack of garlic bread.

"Hey Karma, today I'm your helper with creative magic," Blotched said once Karma was washed and dressed, during breakfast e had noticed Karma was being a lot less feral at mealtimes so a lot less mess.

It was hopefully a sign that the types of magic in the babybones body had started to settle. That the creative magic was finally reaching a stage that a weapon could be summoned from it.

"Really?" Karma perked up after stuffing the last of the toast in his mouth.

"Yeah, dad said.. maybe how he tricked me to summon will help you. Part of the summon, is... Well mental," Blotched admitted.

"I just find it hard. I don't really understand how to do it." Karma pouted but also excited there might be a way to help summon his weapon. Sensing it was ever so close with how his magic felt oddly itchy as if wasting to release something.

Blotched pulled Karma to his bedroom, both sitting on the fluffy like a cloud quilt Hearth had made for him "I didn't either, a lot of soulless Inks get it as they don't have the mental voice saying they can't. To tell the truth, I was at least two hundred before I summoned my tool, or.. at least realizing I was"