Magesmith System: The First Smith God

uest wouldn have been possible,] he thought to himself, as he began ascending the mountain.

Perhaps this was why the Light Mage had called this an easy quest.

[But what did he mean when he said it would become impossible by tomorrow midnight? It only takes several hours to climb the mountain, maybe a day if you
e moving slowly. But two days? No way.]

Kaion wasn exactly an expert climber, but his strong body allowed him to move up faster than most kids his age could.

On his way up he passed by a few other climbers. But after a few hours of climbing, the number of people he came across decreased from the odd three or four to none at all.

[If only I had wind magic I would be able to fly up there with but a chant,] he thought to himself as he began to feel his muscles get sore from the strain.

He usually wouldn find himself having such useless thoughts, but now that he was being offered a chance at magic, or whatever alternative the scrolls would offer him, it was hard to suppress them.

*Crack*

Kaions body flailed to the side as a chunk of rock that he had been using to support himself broke off the main mountain. He was mostly okay, apart from a few scratches, though he still held his breath, his heart racing from near-certain death.

[I have to focus,] he resolved, pushing all his useless thoughts to the back of his mind before finding another rock to anchor himself to.

From that moment on, he made sure to test the stability of each and every rock he used as a support. This made the trip longer than expected, but with so much extra time on his hands, an extra two hours or so wasn going to hurt much.

After climbing for 10 hours – with a few breaks here and there- Kaion finally made it to the top of the mountain.

It was late afternoon, and the sun was getting closer to the horizon. He wouldve wanted to get back to Lira before nightfall, but he wasn going to rush and get himself hurt, so she would just have to do without him today.

He took out the map that the Light Mage had drawn for him and searched for where he had to go next. Though he had climbed to the top of the mountain before, he had never really explored the place.

There was only one cave leading into the mountain, and that was also the entrance to the mine, pretty dangerous if you just wandered in without caution.

The map instructed him to enter through the mine, of course it did, where else would it tell him to go?

[But how am I supposed to see in there?] he wondered as he peered into the dark cave.

”That old man couldve at least told me to prepare a torch, ” he complained before slowly walking into the mine.

He took extra care to feel around the space in front of him with his feet before proceeding, so as to not fall into some unseen crevice.

His footsteps echoed throughout the cave, making him feel even more alone than he already did. A frightening experience if he had to be honest with himself.

He couldn consult his map for directions and the deeper he went, the less light there was. So he followed the walls and hoped that it led to some section of the mines that still had torches he could use.

After walking for several minutes, it was now pitch black and he was beginning to get nervous.

[Maybe I shou-] his thoughts were interrupted as he felt a warmth emanating from his pocket.