An Awakened Kor was looking at the clock in the police station. He was supposed to swap with his team mate Awakened Molly.
'She's late.'
He was meant to go to the dream realm 5 minutes ago. Tapping his hand on the desk. He heard a slow, but painful voice. He looks to his right seeing the last teen waking up from his first nightmare. The door to the room opens.
"Sorry, the new orders from the front line ruse came in."
Molly walked into the room like she did not delay her return. Only to see the teen that had fallen asleep a week ago, waking up. The teen gray eyes shining like a hundred stars reflecting them. She looked at Kor and saw him looking back at her. Both turn, look awkward at the teen.
Lesser looking at them, knowing why they had an awkward face. He had only a week left before the winter solstice. Kor look at Lesser than stod upp.
"Tack a shower, then we… she will talk to you."
Kor pointed at Molly like it has her problem now and left to sleep. Molly looked at where Kor was about to declare only to see that Kor was gone.
'Damint.'
***
Lesser was staring at himself from the mirror. His eyes had a slight different look. His eyes look like a hundred strings flowing in them. Lesser summons his rune.
Name: Lesser Silverlight
True Name: —
Rank: Dreamer
Soul Core: Dormant
Soul Fragment: 6/1000
Memories: [Hard Mallet], [Light Robe], [Stalwart Chisel].
Echoes: —
Attributes: [Unfated], [Mark of Divinity], [Scribe] [Stringer].
Aspect: [Sculptore].
Aspect Rank: Sacred
Innate Ability: [Sculpting].
Aspect Abilities: [Carving].
Flaw: [Mark of Trust].
Now that his mind is longer in pain from awakening is power. He looked closer at what he had.
"I really should have look… no crying for sprint milk, was that the saying."
Lesser look at his attributes and summon their runs
Attribute: [Unfated]
Attribute Description: ["The strings of fate wrap around you is unseen"]
'That is the same.'
Attribute: [Mark of Divinity]
Attribute Description: ["You bear a faint scent of divinity, as though someone briefly touched by it once, a long time ago."]
'When did I a touch divinity?'
Attribute: [Scribe]
Attribute Description: ["Your soul is attuned to the text left behind. The cadence of your heart gives shape to its will"]
Attribute: [Stringer]
Attribute Description: ["Your eyes perceive and hand touch stings and form them to your making"]
'My Scribe is the same, but Stringer is different. It only made me good with strings, but why do it make me perceive strings, can't everyone see strings.'
Lesser was confused about the difference and changes that happen to his attributes, that he almost forgot to check is the rest of his runes. He turned to his flaw, not liking its name.
Flaw: [Mark of trust].
Flaw Description: [Hear truth spoken]
'What.'
Lesser never like to hear the truth, now he could tell when someone speaks it. It was like a nightmare in itself.
Dismiss his rune. Lesser put on the track suit the police station had given to the sleepers. Walking out from the room and began going to where the female awakened was.
She turns and looks at him, her face pinking a little. If she had not looted at the his files, she would have thought he was a girl. With his height not bigger than her, with that slender body and long gray hair. She coughs and pushes a cup of food to him. He took the food and ate.
Some minutes later she coughs again.
"Congrats for clearing your first nightmare, i Awakened Molly am here to give you the protocol that everyone is given."
Lesser look at her not speaking. She glanced at him and coughed again.
"First of all, concerning your first nightmare you can receive free psychological counseling. No matter what traumatic experience you have encountered. You are free to not take it, but it may help calm your mind."
Lesser shaked his head.
"I don't need it."
"Okay… so do you want us to content your family and…"
Before she could talk more, Lesser opened his mouth.
"No need, they don't care if I die or live in my nightmare."
Molly looked at him with a surprised face, but did not commend on it.
"Okay… we often recommend what you can do, like joining the academy, but with the winter solstice a week away, it does not matter what we say."
Lesser look at her, feeling what she says was all true. He did not like this feeling.
***
He was taken to Antarctica's academy to have a place to sleep, and to enter the dream realm when the time came. Lesser was sitting in his room, looking at his rune. About his memories.
Memories: [Hard Mallet], [Light Robe], [Stalwart Chisel].
Name: [Hard Mallet]
Runes:
Memory Rank: dorman
Memory Tier: I
Memory Type: Weapon.
Memory Description: [Hard, but broken he made them.]
Enchantment: [Hard].
Enchantment Description: [Is hard to break]
He was surprised that he could see the enchantment, but he thought that it may have been because of his attributes, Scribe or Stringer. Not knowing was going to mess with his mind, but he had time, a week of time to think. Summing the rest of his memories.
Name: [Light Robe]
Runes:
Memory Rank: dorman.
Memory Tier: I
Memory Type: Garment
Memory Description: [Light she like, silk he anger for, but death stole the way, and none to watch the slave live]
Memory Enchantments: [Lost from light].
Enchantment: [Lost from light].
Enchantment Description: [You are hard to kill in shadows]
Name: [Stalwart Chisel]
Runes:
Memory Rank: Awakened
Memory Tier: II
Memory Type: Tool.
Memory Description: [The last child made them Stalwart, but he couldn't love them as his. As their making was for peace, but only to know war. Left and abandoned, it cared for its creators' tool, one day to hope to be fixed.]
Memory Enchantments: [Stalwart].
When he learned that his first memory was a weapon, a hammer that was hard to break, he did not think too heavily on it. When he looked at his second memory and learned it was a garment type, one of the rarest types of memories, pulse it had an enchantment that made him hard to kill in shadows, Lesser had a creepy smile on him.
Tuning to the last memory, and learning it was his highest rank and tier of all his memories and was a tool. He began to laugh, falling to the floor. Stopping himself from crying, looking at its enchantment descriptions.
Enchantment: [Stalwart].
Enchantment Description: [This tool provides low protection against physical attacks, low protection against elemental attacks, and a moderate amount of protection against mind and soul attacks]
'What…'
When he saw it, he stopped laughing and thought. An enchantment that made me resistant to most attacks, it was amazing. After some time, he entered his soul sea. Looking at the lonely soul core. Amazed by its size and color. After some minutes admiring his soul core he summoned down his memories.
The "Light Robe" was like its name, a light robe that covered its whole body. Made of white silk that he did not know which material it was made from, but it was marked black spots that look like shadows dancing around it when the light from the room touched it.
The weapon was a Mallet. Not big. It was the same with the "Light Robe", he couldn't figure out what it was made from. The last of his memories that appeared was a chisel with a dark gray color metal and a black handle with blue diamond color strings carved around it. When Lesser saw the diamond colored strings, his first thought was at the Stone statue that he killed, it had diamond colored strings flowing in its wounds. The diamond string in the chisel looked like it had more to say, more power to give, but he did not see as to way.
He had looked and studied its body over and over, trying to replicate how it works and make one himself, but it was a failure. Every three status he made. Looking back and remembering what the Spell had said, was the last one alive. Had he made it alive, but it was broken. Looking at the memory description, "Hard, but broken he made them.".
He laughed. Knowing that he had no time left. He left his room to go out and get some food to eat.