From the gem, a black mist had appeared, oozing in all directions but maintaining a rectangular shape. And, on it were words in a white text glowing slightly, information of sorts all lightened neatly up on the left side of the mist, leaving the right side in complete darkness.
Altinae looked around, but people continuously passed by him, some even stepping over him. Nobody paid mind to him, even with this unnatural mist in front of him; he assumed it must not be visible to others.
So, reaching his free hand out, he tried touching the mist, but as he did, the hollow sounded again, and the mist shrank; however, a single word had now shown itself in the center:
*Darkening*
Altinae tilted his head, very confused. It was like a computer screen just in this weird oozing mist, but he didn't know how one worked since he had never used one before.
Curious, though, he tried touching the mist another time, and doing so, it stretched downward, and this time, along with words, a portrait showed up in the top left corner directly against the dark mist, and next to it was a name and information about it.
What is all of this?
Taking a glance at the portrait, he blushed, looking at the woman's beautiful face. She had soft lips, beautiful brown eyes that matched her silky, long hair, and pale skin that looked smoother than anything in the world. A true beauty indeed.
Curious to know who this beautiful woman was, Altinae looked directly next to the portrait, where a name was shown in white.
*Melia Laven*
Soon, he realized that the image and the name both belonged to the woman he had stolen the necklace from. It was like a proof of ownership that she was the one who was the true owner of the necklace; she was the one to whom it belonged, not him.
Invading her privacy, Altinae read all of the information in the mist about her. He was able to catch onto normal things, such as her height and her weight, which to him seemed… abnormal, as well as things he had no idea about:
*
Given Name: Lost Dove
Fate Escalation: Pathing Human
Grade: 12683
Incision: Ice Queen
Waking:
Blessing:
Incision Version: Generational
Artistries: -Touch^
- Frost^
- Breaker^
- Summit^
- Coat^
- Chandelier^
Possibility: Shallow^
Shatter Condition: Heart's Loneliness^
*
Squinting in confusion, his eyes filled with skepticism, and he scratched the top of his head. He didn't know what any of it meant; it was all just a jumble.
But, this made him curious, so he began feeling all around the mist, and accidentally he touched where it said 'Shallow,' and the arrow next to it faded, and the mist stretched slightly downwards, forming a description that descended below the word.
*
Possibility: Shallow -
Description: Deplete the souls of your fallen foes.
*
Souls? Foes? What does this mean?
He didn't know what it meant, as he knew it, the world didn't really have a threat aside from Feast, countries banded together, and there weren't any international conflicts, so it was confusing to him why it mentioned foes and souls. In addition to the mention of souls and foes, the whole description was very bleak and undescriptive, which made it harder to understand.
Despite not understanding, he was intrigued, and being curious as to what the other descriptions said, Altinae clicked another word with an arrow next to it, and the mist stretched further, bringing another description with it.
*
Shatter Condition: Heart's Loneliness -
Description: You are restricted from falling in love.
*
Restricted from falling in love? Does that mean she can't fall in love?Poor woman…
It felt a little weird reading it all; he didn't know what to do with it or didn't know what it was. Nothing was explained well. It was just useless information about a random woman whom he will never see again. But, he was still curious; he had never seen anything or heard of anything like this before. It felt fake, but he knew it was all real. He saw the mist, he felt it, plus the woman said it was important, so the mist had been why she said so…
Because of this, a thought suddenly hit him, and he reached his hand to his throat where a paint of blood lathered itself on his fingers.
Wait… her sword was actually real, she wasn't cosplaying…
His eyes widened.
I almost just died… I was just going along with her to hide the fact that I had taken the necklace as well, but… wow…
Dazed, he looked down at his hand, clenched it tightly, then opened it again, staring for minutes.
But, suddenly, his hand raised, and approached right next to his right cheek, then…
*Slap!*
A redness of pain engulfed his pale face.
Stop, Altinae! That's the past now! We got stuff to do! Money to make! Someone to save!
Standing up, he then suddenly headed into a nearby alley and smashed the necklace against the wall furthest away from the sidewalk until the gem popped out. As it did, he tapped on it to see if it still functioned, then dropped it in his pocket, and went on his way, looking for a place where he could sell the rest of the necklace.
He knew he couldn't just sell it normally, though; it would be obvious that it was stolen if some dirty-looking man suddenly had an expensive diamond necklace, and a broken one at that, so he had to find somewhere down low, a black market.
Luckily, he knew of a man with the knowledge, a fellow homeless dweller who was known by the homeless as 'The Wizard,' because he had information about nearly everything, and to them he was magical, like some kind of Wizard.
Needed to know where someone was?
He knew.
Wanted the locations and times the best restaurants would throw out food?
He knew.
Wanted to sell something without being seen as suspicious?
Well, he knew that as well.
So, with this plan in mind, Altinae came back to the sidewalk, and instantly he turned to his left, glanced down the busy sidewalk, and began walking through the city…