CH758

“And there we go, perfect,” Ben beamed as he finished tiling the main floor of the church, with it just being that floor. After having his idea he’d pushed his soul a bit to materialize all he’d need but it still left the walls and ceiling of that level bare of any new decoration, something he planned to slowly chip away at in the coming weeks and months as he spoke up to his god. “Feeling anything?”

<A lot. Mostly pain coming through from your mind, mind you, but there’s already a significant amount of new faith coming my way.>

“I maybe pushed myself a bit too hard,” Ben admitted with a shrug. “But I just made a significant dent in Elvat’s job doing this and made you a few million souls to get you more faith in the process, I’d say that it’s worth the trade. And now that I’ve done my bit for you and the world it’s time for me to get my due.”

Moving to the front of the room where a statue of Myriad gently floated above a podium, Ben took the podium itself and reshaped it, hollowing the base out to fit in one of his materializers as lines of moribusial that had been placed beneath all of the new tiles directed the overwhelming volume of mana to it, all to make the hardest substance there was to create in the universe that he was aware of. Stopstone, the single magic material he was aware of that didn’t react with magic in any way and took hundreds of thousands of points to just force a few dust particles into existence that would now be being created automatically, with the materializer slowly dropping entire grains of the stuff into a waiting bucket for him to check on and collect in the future after it had piled up for a while.

<What are you even going to do with all of that?>

“Myriad, it’s something that isn’t affected by magic. I can think of a million things to do with it. Hell, it’s going to be fun just to try forging it once I get enough, I just need to be a little patient.”

<Your strong suit, of course.>

“Hey, I can be plenty patient. Look at me not immediately running back to make more soul tiles for your church. I’ve got the patience of a saint.”

<Whatever you say. Now what’s the plan for the rest of the night?>

A small grimace touched his lips as he thought about it before giving his answer.

“Dinner and what might be a slightly awkward conversation. It’s fine, the sooner I bring it up the better.”

“So… I want to challenge the non-affinitied tower.”

Both Thera and Sonya froze while he said it, putting a pause to their meal before Thera just shook her head and sighed.

Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings.

“You know, you really gave me way, way too much hope before when you told me you were done with everything.”

“Yeah, sorry about that.”