The one that foolishly gave away all and everything he ever owned, in hopes to gain the worship of every christian child on earth, and to become a leg...nd and even a demi-god in his own right...But faith doesn't work like that... Well, not for you at least. Because everyone know that it is money, and not stupid old goodwill that makes the world go round! And before you even knew it, you'd been driven bankrupt by your own split image, a soulless being that is nothing more than a personification. Without a word, you folded me into your arms, almost crushing me to you and held me there, smelling my clean scent, my soft body seemingly melding into yours. It was a brief moment that lasted a lifetime. When you set me away from you, you turned me around so my back was to you and you slipped a blindfold on me, put my hands behind my back and secured them. You led me into a room and I could feel the energy. You placed me on a stool and instructed me to straighten my back and not move. I could. The drugged vision threatened him with vertigo, but he calmed his displaced mind and recalled the constant objects he had memorized from his recent excursions. Quickly the vision came into focus, the doubling images rushing into one. With a little fine-tuning, he achieved a clarity he could reach with vestigial human eye. Pleased with himself, he turned to the task that amazed even his own teachers, switched on smell and sound. Indeed the dean of the occult remained stubbornly unconvinced of. .deep within himself......found it......then unleash...Sven snaps back to consciousness as a pint of his mana slither like spiderweb into the pencil.Upgrade successfulPencil (lv1)A very common writing utensilQuality: MundaneAttack: 3(+3)Durability: 3/3Mp To Upgrade: 4Holy Mary's tits! It worked.His mind has officially been blown. He's not crazy. Magic exists! In his hand is a proof of that, a piece of wood and lead, capable of 6+ damage and it is only at level one. What if he gets it to level.