Classes were fine, but finally he can eat, as right now is lunch time!
"Hmp, dang it! Why I can't still do magic like you and Noelle..."
Yeah, it's been a whole month already, and somehow Berly still has not discovered what kind of magic he has. He wasn't the only one of course, they were other classmates who still haven't discovered their magic. Still, he felt frustrated.
"Ohh, don't worry Berdly, I bet that you'll discover it soon!"
Noelle tried her best, but her words alone didn't make Berdly feel better.
"You're a bird monster... have you tried something with... wind?"
"Wind?"
"I don't know... maybe you have a magical weapon instead?"
"I guess I could try..."
Berdly concentrated on his magic, feeling it inside him.
"Hey... sudenly it feels windy."
Noelle said, and she was right. Strong waves of wind started appearing, and were circling around Berdly.
"Wow, did I... Did I do that?"
Berdly asked as the wind dissapeared.
"Well duh! Who else?"
"That's amazing Berdly! You finally learned what your magic is!"
"I can't believe it! Thanks Venel!"
"No problem. Wonder what you could do with wind..."
"Maybe he can fly with it?"
"Fly?"
"Well, you are a bird, so maybe?"
"Oh, oh! What about tornados!"
Venol said, remembering about self sustaning tonados Sanses had in their rooms. He can use them to attack right?
"That sounds cool."
"You're right Noelle, I can't believe it took me so long to find my type of magic."
"It's fine Berdly, I only found mine because of Venol."
"Huh yeah, you're strangely good at that."
Both of them turned to look at the skeleton.
"Uh... Well I guess I just got lucky guesses."
"I guess..."
After that they move on onto another conversation, more so on how Berdly could use his wind magic.
But Venol couldn't stop thinking about it, he was good at that, it wasn't only Berdly and Noelle, he also guessed the magic other class mates where going to have, he didn't tell them because he though nothing about it but... Does he have more abilitys the he wasn't aware of?
He'll have to ask Sans and his papa about it.
"Hey papa?"
"YES SON?"
Venol approached his father while he was cleaning the dishes.
"Umm.... I think I have some sort of strange magic."
Papyrus look at him in a worried way.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?"
"I-it's nothing bad! I'm not sure if it really is an abillity or something else."
"AN ABILLLITY?"
"Umm... I'm not sure, it's just, I notice that I was stangely good at predicting what kind of magic my classmates were going to have."
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The Death Of Error The Life Of Venol
FanfictionError is a god, of destruction. He doesn't like his job, but he doesn't hate it. In all of his inmortal life as one, he's come to terms of what has to be done, so all of his allies don't perish. But, as has been foretold, his life was cut short...
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