SHHHAAAA—
Yoki blared underneath his skin, cracks spread out from beneath his feet as he sunk into the dirt as gusts of wind blew.
Seth paused as he glanced down at himself.
"Hmm…"
The result of the release was somewhat different than he would've expected.
He had expected it to be similar to dragon ball, where releasing ki would create an aura effect but unlike ki, with yoki, there is no such comical effect.
Though, there were a few noticeable changes to his outward appearance.
For one, his muscles were nearly twice their original size, with veins bulging across his upper body under his tight black shirt.
His canines became sharper while his nails became pointy.
"…Sweet."
He flexed his arms slightly.
They felt noticeably heavier, but they were undoubtedly much stronger.
But it didn't last long.
After a minute, the changes slowly reverted back to how they were before.
"Huh? What happened?" Seth watched on in confusion.
[Host has lost concentration. The sudden burst of yoki was attributed to the negative experience replayed. Now that the emotions have subsided, the effect has diminished]
Seth blinked before nodding in understanding as he glanced at his now normal hands, clenching them.
"…Well, you did say it's fueled by negative emotions and although raging from games did great, they are only short lived."
[Yoki output amplification is directly tied to emotional state.] The system reiterated once more.
[Please keep in mind, without sufficient stimulus, the amplification cannot be maintained.]
He rubbed his chin in thought.
"…Sounds kinda trash not gonna lie… But you know who would benefit Frye most from it? An emo."
The system stayed quiet.
"Like, think about it for a second. Those guys are always in their feelings. They'd be at 200% at all times."
It's kinda insane when you think about it.
"…Yea, that's actually crazy." He shook his head.
"Anyway, I wonder what else can yoki do… I never saw Clare do anything besides increasing her strength. Can I shoot energy beams?"
Without further ado, he began his experiments.
He took a deep breath to clear his thoughts and focused on the energy inside him.
With his acquired experience from the yoma he devoured, he began diverting most of the energy from all parts of his body towards the palm of his hand.
The pressure in it slowly builds up as the veins formed from the massive amount pouring into it.
He then tried to condense it, visualize making it into something like a sphere but the moment he tried to project it—
He failed.
The energy refused to leave his body as if it met resistance and the energy dispersed.
"Huh?"
Seth became confused as his concentration broke.
"What was that?"
A moment ago, when the energy was inside his body, he clearly had complete control over its movements, but the moment it left his body, his connection somehow got weaker.
And that threw him off course.
"Alright, one more time."
He raised his hand again and focused.
This time though, it moved faster.
The energy gathered into his palm again, heavier than before.
"Yeah… yeah, stay there…"
He tried to compress it again and force it into a sphere.
But just like before, It dispersed upon leaving his body.
Back to square one.
"Man, what the hell…"
He tried a few more times. Same result every time.
Gathering it was easy. His control over the energy increasing with each attempt.
Projecting it outside the body? Not a chance.
After a few tries, he just threw his arms up in surrender.
"…Yeah, nah. This ain't going anywhere. So I can move it around for enhancement… but that's about it."
"…Can I even shoot this stuff?"
Come to think of it, he'd never seen Clare do anything like that.
The few times he saw her using yoki, it was just boosting herself and nothing flashy.
"…Might not even work like that."
Or maybe—
He just sucked at it right now.
Seth shrugged lightly.
"Since I can't project it—right now anyway, I might as well try something else…"
Since he can already move the energy throughout his body freely and easily for certain augmentations, what about weapon enhancement?
"But where do I find a weapon…"
Do I go back and borrow Clare's… or maybe a stick?
Seth contemplated on whether to travel back to use Clare's weapon for his experiment. Whether she lent it to him was another thing too.
While he was weighing his options,
[Host can use his own biomass.]
The system spoke up, reminding him that he could, in fact, use his own biomass to either create a weapon or shift into weapons.
"Ohhh!"
Smacking his palm with his fist, remembering that he indeed could, he immediately got to work.
In his palm, biomass began gathering as the sword began forming and within seconds, a complete sword formed.
Dark grey broad sword with a rectangular hilt with an irregular crossguard with an opening that has metal protrusions and textured grip.
Overall a cool sword, whether it's practical is another thing.
"Hmm~" Seth traced his fingers across the blade. "Nice. Just like I pictured it."
Seth gripped the sword tightly.
Looking at the sword and how easy Seth handles it, one would understate its weight and although it might not look like it, it's approximately 1000kg.
Time to see if all that energy he'd been fiddling with could actually be used like he pictured.
He focused, pouring a massive amount of yoki into the blade making it gleam.
Instantly, the energy flowed fast and smooth—no weird resistance like before, no weird dispersing.
It was like the sword was a part of him, connected like two streams merging together.
"Okay… let's see what happens," he muttered.
With no technique or proper stance, just a 'simple' horizontal swing, raw force behind it.
The blade sliced through the air, the effect was immediate.
The ground beneath him cracked and splintered, chunks of dirt and rock shooting out.
Everything within 25 meters directly in line of his swing was destroyed. Trees were uprooted, the earth nearly flipped over.
"Whoa…" Seth's eyes widened at the widespread destruction.
The forest around him looked like it had just taken a hit from a storm.
The sword hummed in his hands, the energy evaporating from it.
He grinned from ear to ear before stuffing more energy into it and swung again, harder this time, just brute forcing it.
More trees shredded, the wind pressure fully flipping over the earth.
He grinned, adrenaline pumping.
"…Ha—hahaha! This is insane!"
No finesse, no style, just pure, raw destruction.
He raised the blade over his head, licking his lips as he eyed it like a treasure before he got an idea.
"With this level of destruction with basic enchantment... Alright, I wonder what would happen if I pumped the rest of my yoki—better yet! What if I use the emo skill!?"
He gripped the sword tightly with both hands and raised it above his head as he delved deep with his webs of intrigue for something that'd stir up his emotions.
Quickly, he found… The one.
League of Legends. Ping through the roof, clicks registering half a second late.
Mom yelling that he had to take out the trash right now. Random teammates flaming him for stuff he didn't even do.
And his sister leaning over like, "It's not that serious," as if that would magically fix anything.
All of the experience came back at once—frustration, rage, helplessness—boiling into pure, rage.
SHAAAAA—
His yoki spiked, building his muscles once more as his feet pressed into the dirt.
His grip on the sword became tighter as it began vibrating violently as it was overloaded.
"Heh!"
[…]
Energy ripped through him, muscles pulsing, veins popping, the dirt cracking beneath his feet.
Trees bent and groaned as wind whipped everything around him.
From behind, Clare suddenly called out, "Seth! Are you—"
But before she could finish, with a wild grin, Seth swung the sword with all his heart, letting all that raw Yoki power smash into the forest.
BOOM!
Chapter 15 end.
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Depends on my mood, shit might get serious and take a huge leap in the story in the next 10 chapters.