Zero was excited. Grem had packed all the clothes Zero needed for travel and they'd gone through the fitting of at least ten different outfits. Freya mentioned that these outfits were equipped with runes and magic enchantments so it was basically indestructible. The checklist was long and Zero only managed to catch a glimpse of it.
What Zero saw:
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- Anti-dust
- Self-repair
- Anti-blast protection
- Cold resistant
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Even En shook his head as the goddesses continued to add to the list of things they needed to equip the clothes with. After about two hours, the list was completed. Zero watched with interest how all the enchantments and runes were equipped onto the clothes in less than twenty minutes. Truen silently wondered why the goddesses couldn't simply cast every known enchantment, blessing and rune to the clothes. It would be a lot faster than deciding what to include. Truen noticed that the goddesses seemed to have neglected anti-theft and thought it was a terrible thing to forget because anyone who got hold of Zero's clothes could end up very powerful.
"Looks like it's all good now. Zero, could you try them out? We can adjust them if something is lacking."
The boy didn't seem to know why he had to try them on when Grem had made them perfectly. What could possibly be wrong?
As Zero stepped into the changing room, Truen taught him how to wear some of those clothes. Zero realised that these clothes were very different from the one Grem lent him previously. The first outfit was for long travels according to Freya. It was made of something called dandelion cotton and felt extremely soft. He didn't feel warm wearing it but he wasn't cold either. The material allowed him to run comfortably. Grem called it a tracksuit and it had an enchantment that allowed it to change into a different colour whenever he liked. This was Zero's favourite outfit and Zero decided that he wanted it to be red.
The next outfit was for formal events. Freya told him that sometimes important people would invite him to a gathering called a party. He had to wear this to the party. This was the most complicated outfit and Zero struggled with something called buttons. The shoes were also different. They made little click-clack sounds as he walked. It was difficult to run in those navy blue shorts and the thin rubber straps called suspenders made taking the shorts off difficult. Zero had no idea how to tie a bow with the silk ribbon so Truen helped with that. Also, why did the long shirt sleeves have to have two buttons on the end? It was impossible to fasten them and what is the point of wearing a jacket outside that will cover the white shirt?
Fortunately, the goddesses liked this outfit and took a lot of pictures. Zero was made to stand in weird positions for a good while and sighed in relief when he could finally change the outfit. The third outfit was less stifling but was equally fancy. Isis called it a magician's robe. The shorts were still there but the shirt was big and baggy. Zero saw that it was a very lovely shade of sapphire blue and he loved the little white star patterns. The shirt was a simple slip-on square neck top with long sleeves that fanned out at the end for easier wrist movement. It was as long as his ankles but there was a split at both sides after the shirt reached his waist. Truen says it resembled the qipao but Zero didn't know what that was. The shirt had to be tied by a belt but that wasn't what made this outfit fancy. It was the hat. Yes. The hat was bigger than Zero's head and when he put on the pointy thing with a big brim and drooping edge. The goddesses cooed and snapped more pictures.
"Why do I need a magician's robe when I don't know magic?"
Sedna coughed. "Zero, Earth is full of magic. Of course, there are some humans who do not use magic but it will be easier to blend in with this."
En sighed. The goddesses just want to see Zero in a magician's outfit. No normal human, unless they are an adventurer, will wear such a ridiculous outfit. Then again, he treasured his ears and eyes so he held his tongue. Truen must have some similar thoughts because both males shared a knowing glance as Zero changed into the fourth outfit.
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Ball of Nothing
FantasyI started off as nothing, just a mass of consciousness that slowly evolved. Just your average overpowered existence hungry for a multiverse adventure. Demons? They are my friends. Monsters? They are delicacies. Heroes? Not even equal to the dirt on...