Chapter 245: The Master Candidate
"Familiar."
Whip!
Flap! Flap! Flap!
"Wiik! Wiik! Wiik!"
Mark tilted his head to the side curiously as a strange bat-looking creature suddenly appeared in front of him. He put his hand out, and the bat creature landed on his palm and continued making that strange noise.
"Wiik! Wiik!"
Mark called it a bat, but the creature was more like a large eyeball with bat wings. It was purple all over, and most of its body was just a large eyeball. It had a pair of bat wings attached to its back, a pair of antennae on its forehead, and two stubby legs that it used to wobble around like a drunk sailor.
Mark flicked his hand, and the creature flapped its wings once more as it rose into the air.
What the hell can this thing do?
[Wiik-Bat Familiar: This is the familiar granted to the Pawn piece in the game of gods. It is a monster brought from the depths of Tartarus to aid the user, therefore it is immortal and indestructible. No attack sent by other participants is capable of harming it in any way.]
[Properties of the Wiik-Bat.]
i. Indestructibility and immortality.
ii. Low magic resistance.
iii. Sonic-level speeds that allow it to keep up with even the fastest Servants.
iv. Cuteness.
Mark scoffed as he read through the last property on the list. He looked at the giant flying eyeball with a raised brow. This fucker was cute? You've got to be kidding me.
"Wiik! Wiik! Wiik!"
The bat seemed to have read what Mark was thinking as it flew close to him angrily and started to flap its wings in his face! Mark just waved his hands in front of him in disinterest to get the Wiik-Bat away from him.
"Yeah, yeah, you're cute. Whatever."
"Wiik!"
The Wiik-Bat flapped its wings in joy as Mark finally called it cute, and Mark rolled his eyes as a small grin grew on his face. He could get used to this stupid eyeball. It was pretty useful, so Mark didn't mind it. But whoever gave this thing its name did not do it any favors at all. What sort of lazy-ass naming was Wiik-Bat?
It felt like Thanatos just grew tired of hearing this fucker make that noise, that he couldn't be bothered to waste energy thinking of another name and just decided to name it after the noise it makes.
Mark decided to forget all about the bat for now as he focused on a new message that his system sent to him. Mark's heart skipped a beat as he read through it, and he immediately grew a bit anxious as his brow furrowed.
[The system will now pick out a Master that is compatible with the User.]
[Searching…]
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[The System has found a match. Calibrating Master's identity. Reconstructing the master's genome to match the game requirements. The master will be under the protection of the user, therefore the master is not allowed to be on the battlefront. Calibrating user's abilities to match game requirements.]
[Calibration Complete.]
A bright light shone in front of Mark, and Mark put his hand up to his eyes to avoid it from hitting them directly. The light slowly died down, and Mark put his hand down as he anxiously anticipated who the system would pick out for him.
"Wha-? Where am I?"
There was an angel sprawled on the floor. An angel with glowing silver hair and the most perfect face that Mark had ever seen.
No, Mark shook his head as he got his sense back in order. It wasn't an angel.
"Luna?"
Luna looked up in shock as she heard someone call her name, and her eyes widened as she noticed that the person was Mark. What was Mark doing here? What was she doing here? What the hell was going on?
Luna had many questions on the tip of her tongue, but none of them even came out as she realized that she had been sleeping just before she was spirited away! She had been sleeping in her blue bunny pajamas that she always wore to bed, and she was currently still wearing them!
"Ahh!"
A huge blush grew on Luna's face as Mark got a full view of her in her bunny pajamas, and she immediately shouted at him to look away while crossing her hands across her chest!
"Don't look at me! Where am I!? What sort of place is this!? Are you the one that called me here!?"
Mark immediately put his hands up in surrender, but Luna growled at Mark as she realized that Mark had a small grin on his face while looking at her from head to toe! Was he really laughing at her right now!?
Mark chuckled as he heard her growl.
"Sorry, sorry. I'm just as confused as you are since I was also brought here. It seems we're part of some game, and we have to compete against others for a reward before we can go home… Nice PJs by the way."
Luna glared at Mark for his last statement.
"If you ever talk about this to anyone, I'll kill you."
Mark just chuckled again before he finally became serious. He leaned forward and asked Luna if she was given any information about this game. Mark knew that there was no way the game would just bring Luna in here without telling her what she needed to do. That would be too disadvantageous.
Luna gained a confused look on her face as she wondered what Mark was talking about. She didn't receive any information about any game. But she hadn't even said a word before she suddenly held her head in pain and grunted as an entire catalog of information was dumped inside her head, detailing everything that she would need to know about the game and what it entails.
Luna's brow furrowed in shock before a worried expression appeared on her face! She immediately stood up and put her hand out to activate her magic, and she was stunned when nothing happened! Luna closed her eyes and concentrated on the mana inside of her. She could feel her mana moving, and she could feel that she still had all the power that she had when she was back in her world.
She tried to bring that power out and she put her hand out again to control the water in the atmosphere, but once more nothing happened.
"What happened to my powers!?"
Luna's voice was low, and Mark could notice a hint of fear within her tone as she spoke. Mark knew that it would be too much for her to accept all at once, so he didn't say a word and he just gave Luna the time she needed to come to terms with everything.