The Primordial Record

Andar nearly rolled his eyes in anger, as he had seen the little fox take snapshots of his body with a camera hidden inside her sleeves. He had felt the light of the camera hitting and bouncing back from his skin, sadly his reaction speed was too slow to intercept the beam.

However, what interested him was his body's automatic selection of the energy it chooses to absorb. He was surprised that it automatically sensed the nature of the camera and allowed the light to touch him without collecting it.

If he thought about it for a bit then he would understand that his body had been doing the same thing to various energies reaching him from light to sound, else he was sure he would resemble a black hole that was endlessly sucking energy.

Aware that time was of the essence he nodded at the girl, he needed to dress up quickly and he did not trust his strength. He currently had so much strength that his mortal mind could not control, it was thanks to his experience in controlling his powerful Empyrean body that he was able to function.

She smiled as she walked up to him and began placing his robes over his shoulders, her hands flying over the buttons and smoothing any creases that could be found. She acted a bit nonchalant in her actions, but Andar could feel the slight shaking in her hands through the fabrics, although he was sure she did not know he could tell.

She was careful when placing the clothes on his body, her eyes for details were impressive, but she lingered on the last button, avoiding his eyes she said, "I can tell that you don't recognize me."

That was far from the truth and Andar felt she should know that, but it was the social game that was expected to be played, he groaned internally but he replied with no change in his tone, "I know you, I have seen you every year beside your father during the selection process for Acolytes of the Black Tower."

"Oh, I thought that you were…" She lapsed into silence, "You know what, forget it… there, done. We will need to get you clothes for Mage, your body is beautiful… amazing, I mean it em, strong…"

Andar smirked, her flustered expression was cute, the previous him would have brushed her away lacking any sort of social cues and only focusing on his drive for power, but Andar needed not just power, he also needed influence.

He smiled and he looked at her fully in the eyes and the slight shaking from her body was perfectly transmitted to him, was a few inches taller than her and he had experience with how a powerful presence and beauty could affect the mind of people and he intended to use it to the fullest.

Andar clasped his hands together and bowed, "Thank you for your assistance but my master is waiting. You never introduced yourself and how you reached my room."

She smiled and clasped her hands in front of her, "I am Livia Bolfrey and it is my honor to be in your presence. I just followed the passage down here, it's pretty straightforward. I don't know why I always thought this place would be a maze."

Andar blinked, "An honor to be in my presence? You sound almost sincere, did you practice that before a mirror?"

She sputtered in indignation at Andar's words and his fading laughter as he left.

Livia stamped her feet in anger, but quicker than a cat's blinking, her expression turned sly and she began looking around his room, her focus was on his wardrobe, especially his underwear.

A sick grin on her face transformed her from a cute girl into a lecherous old man, as she began her hunt. Above her, a hidden speaker crackles, "Begone from my master…." An invisible hand erupted from her sleeves and crushed it, "oops."

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Andar suddenly had the urge to bathe once more, and he frowned, he should not have left that girl behind, but his mind was a bit distracted when he saw the signal jamming device his master recently created was switched on.

Reaching the lounge he saw four figures sitting, but none of them were looking at each other, all were busy with their Communication Devices as their fingers moved furiously through the touchscreen interface.

He recognized only two of them, his master and the mayor, the other two were strangers, but from their robes which had the image of a Black Tower on their left shoulders, and the Aura of power and arrogance around them, he knew these were members of the famed Black Tower.

A burning question in his mind was how his Master and the rest knew about his Awakening. From the information he had collected, he needed the aid of a Spirit Matrix Orb to ascertain his awakening status and talent, or was his Awakening so apparent that everyone could sense it from the Mayor's hall which was twenty miles away?

He had gathered lots of information about the Mages, but it was apparent that he had not collected enough, because it was impossible to do so, in such a short period, it would take centuries at the least to gather more concise information about this powerful civilization.

His presence was soon noticed by the rest, and the Mayor leaped to his feet, and moved closer to him, the wide grin on his face was both cute and perverse at the same time, "Greetings young Andar, I am glad your Awakening went without a hitch, as the pride and glory of our small town, I am here to congratulate you and to inform you that the coffers of the town are unrestrictedly open to you, and you can pull any resources you the desire without limits, of course, this offer also extends to your master too."

He presented a purple card to Andar, and not even allowing him to accept, he stuffed it into his hand before quickly retreating, a pleased look on his face, everything that happened took place in less than a few seconds.