This... this is fucking insane, I think to myself as I hold the solid gold object that used to be my shoe. Its size and shape and texture are all the same as the previous shoe's state, however it was clearly now a solid piece of gold.
I can't believe it, I think to myself my jaw almost hitting the floor in shock. I thought my golden finger would never arrive. But not only did I get a great golden finger, But I got two of them. I'm not an idiot and I know what the term Transmutation implies.
At its core it is the principle of changing one property to another. Adding in The ability to reorganize matter... Yeah. Pretty fucking broken. Having of them are broken just either one could be. But both of them together compliment each other on a scale that is impossible to conceive unless you're currently experiencing it... Which I am.
It's been fourteen miserable years since I reincarnated into the world of Game of Thrones. Having to be constantly vigilant, talk less of the nasty food and the less than desirable hygienic standards that the people of this world conform to.
One false step and you can lose something much more important in your life (Eunechs are not so scarce here). Every turn was a calculated move so much that I started to feel like I was Petyr Baelish.
Having to outsmart other twelve year-olds just to get a bigger piece of bread is nothing anyone would want to go through in their lifetimes. I'm just lucky to have lasted as long as I have in order to get my golden finger. And oh, what a golden finger it is, I think with a smirk.
I was reborn in the north in the in the territory of Eddard Stark The lord of Winterfell. That meant not only cold, but without parents I was barely able to survive, and even that was all due to the inconceivable love and care I received from my adopted mother, Orwellia. She loved and cared for me even though she was poor herself and would never hesitate to sacrifice everything she had all for my sake.
It saddened me to no end that such a saintly woman would be suffering simply for being too good hearted to leave a newborn babe to die in the cold of the north.
My golden finger arriving now is the greatest thing that could ever happen to me in my life. Both lives to be exact. Now I only need a safe spot and a place to test my powers. I quickly tossed those solid gold shoe to the ground and scurry off to a place that I know is safe.
Some lucky bastards getting a shit ton of gold today, I think as I hurry off.
After about five minutes of trekking, I arrive at my destination. A small cavern cut into the side of a tree that houses a cave underneath. I often seek refuge here when I need a place to think or to get out of the cold. As soon as I drop down into the small cavern I greedily lick my lips while sliding my hands across each other like a sleazy used car salesman.
HEHE, think to myself. Now I can spend my time here when something worthwhile rather than hanging out with the kids That my mom is always trying to push me to hang out with.
Reaching down I pick up a handful of snow. Bringing it up to my face, I will it turn into a fire. And turn into a fire it did. Crimson flames immediately erupt in the place of what was once the snowball. OW, OW, OW! I scream loudly shaking my hand that is now burned. The fire drops down to the floor before fizzling out weakly a few minutes later.
Literally crying in pain, I hold up my burned and scarred hand to my face. What a fucking idiot I am, I think. Obviouslyfire burns, so why the hell did I hold it in my hand?
I stick it in snow to cool it down and soothe the pain. Then I thought it's me through the haze of pain. If it was only regular transmutation I had, Why did it emphasize Absolute? As now a second thought hits me.
I once read an online novel where the protagonist can summon things from different dimensions and universes. It stuck out to me because I really recall that he was only able to perform these feats due to his skill and status as a transmigrator.
The skill Absolute Summoning, Along with his unique existence as a transmigrator into a fantasy world, allowed him to summon objects in people from across the universe, and even fictional universes too, Like Marvel an DC, Along with a bunch of other things from anime books and the likes.
It got me thinking. My situation isn't much different. And that brings me in around about way back to the initial question. Why did it emphasize absolute for the skill named transmutation? Grabbing the fistful of snow in my burned and hurting hand, I will it to take the form of a healing potion.
I eagerly anticipated the transformation, But ended up sighing as nothing happened. Damn, I think to myself. I was really hoping that there would work. I guess it's kind of unreasonable to ask for a world ending cheat like that though, huh?
That sucks. If only it was like that healing potion from Solo Leveling. That thing can cure even dying people with uncurable illnesses. As soon as that thought flashes in my head, The snow in my hand instantly becomes the healing potion that I just envisioned from the anime Solo Leveling.
My eyes widening in surprise, I stare at small bottle with the translucent liquid inside. Wait, I think to myself in pure shock. That shit actually worked?But why the hell didn't work the second time but not the first? I thought about it for a moment but then I realized it was probably my picture in my head.
The first time didn't work because multiple shows have healing potions. I needed to specify the one I had in my head in order to enact it in real life. That realization makes me smile.
This power just keeps getting better and better, I think to myself. After I'm done exploring as much possible uses as I can, I'm going to Make some real money. But first, I need to take care of some loose ends. After that it's time to start the first arc of the my legend In the world of game of thrones.
Following that, I spent the rest of the day, from morn till sunset, testing the capabilities and scope of my powers. I learned a bunch of thing. Here's the quick run-down. My abilities allow me to transmute anything I'm in physical contact with into any material that exists in the omniverse, but only if I know of it.
For example, I can't just say I want a metal that can turn blood into elixir that makes me immortal. That won't work. I haven't personally seen or read of a show, book, movie, or franchise from my past life that has a material ite like that.
But if I willed the water in my cup to become the Infinity Formula from Marvel, that works. I've seen a comic from Marvel that shows Nick Fury's backstory where he obtains the Infinty Formula.
Therfore, I can use that method, which I most definitely will. Another thing, is that the mass of the Transmuted material cannot exceed the mass of item that was used to Tramsmute it.
Basically, I can't use a pebble and get a pound of Steel from it. The conversion rate has to be less than or equal. The other thing is about my Molecular Reorganization.
I originally thought that it was a scaled down version of Kai Chisaki from season 4 of MHA, but boy was I wrong. It is most definitely different. Whereas Overhaul let's Chisaki break down matter and reorganize it at a mass scale, Molecular Reorganization only allows me to change the shape of an existing mass.
For example, I can't deconstruct like Overhaul, however I can instantly create an intricate and elaborate sword or crown, provided I.have enough mass to transmute, and a vision of what it should look like.
Basically, it lets me change the shape of an object down to the most minute detail, which is in perfect tandem with Absolute Transmutation. And the third thing I learned, is that I don't get tired or suffer any penalties from using my powers, Leading me to believe that I can use them for as long as I desire.
And capabilities of my powers, I stand up with a wicked grin on my small face. Westeros, I think rubbing my hands together, You guys better be ready for What is coming. Cause you ain't never seen nothing like me before...
[??? Town, Orwellia's POV]
Cassius is didn't return yesterday. I asked all around, but no one had seen him. It was as if he had vanished. I went out to hang the clothes and hopefully get a glimpse of him, but what I found instead shocked me to my core.I
It was a note in a bag of Gold Dragons bigger than the sack that I used to fetch vegetables at the market. My hands trembled as I picked up the note.
It reads: Thank you for everything that you've done for me, Orwellia. I will never forget your kindness, so I hope you can use this as recompense.
My mind started to get blurry, and Before long, I forgot what I was doing. I noticed some water on my hands, and I couldn't for.The life of me remember what I was doing.
But this bag of Gold Dragons is it adressed to me. It seems to be a gift, so It will be quite rude to refuse it. Picking up the heavy bag laden with gold I shuffle back in the house.
I never once noticed a boy who was watching from around the corner and he had a small smile on his Face as he waves his hand farewell.
[END OF CHAPTER ONE]