Vel's mind raced as he analyzed the diagram. The Air sigil and Water sigil—each representing their respective spirits—clicked together in his understanding. Air for pressure and temperature reduction, propelling the ice forward. Water for condensing moisture into a solid, sharp form. It was perfect. This was his magic system, alive in ways he hadn't imagined back in development.
He leaned closer to the display, tracing the mana flow with his eyes. The lines branching from each sigil weren't random—they routed energy with purpose, optimizing efficiency like well-designed circuit board. Yet, it felt organic too, as if the system breathed along with him.
"If I add Far Sight's entire structure," Vel muttered to himself, "there won't be enough space for everything else." His fingers hovered over the diagram, hesitant yet eager. A different idea sparked.
With deliberate precision, Vel nudged the Air sigil slightly out of its current position. The lines connected to it stretched and reformed smoothly, leaving a small gap between Air and Water. Perfect.
He drew a new sigil in the gap—copied from Far Sight's blueprint. A delicate swirl with intersecting arcs materialized. The system responded instantly.
The mana flow shuddered, some connections reforming while others snapped violently with a harsh crack.
An alert blinked:
[Error: Connection Broken].
Vel groaned but persisted, adjusting the sigil's placement between Air and Water. Each attempt triggered errors and overloads, forcing him to reconsider.
But finally—finally—it worked.
The lines stabilized into place as though sighing in relief. The new sigil pulsed faintly in harmony with its neighbors—a seamless addition that now bridged Air and Water with a newfound elegance.
A soft chime interrupted his thoughts as text unfurled across the display:
[New Spell Variant Created – Ice Lance: Sniper]
[Generating new incantation...]
Vel's lips curled into an uncontrollable grin, triumph surging through him like adrenaline. "Yes!" He clenched his fists in excitement, feeling like a programmer who had just debugged an infuriating issue after hours of trial and error.
Vel's eyes darted back to the diagram. The newly added element—Light—gleamed faintly, its icon a soft golden glow alongside Water and Air. Below, the updated stats of his variant spell displayed clearly:
[Ice Lance: Sniper]
Processing Spirits: Water, Air, LightMP Cost Multiplier: x3Incantation: "Lumino Zetahn Feryis Crystallum."
Light... makes sense. He nodded slowly. The inclusion of Light explained the added precision and range. Its essence enhanced clarity, almost like honing a blade with divine focus. Vel tightened his grip, feeling the slight warmth that coursed through his fingertips as anticipation built.
His gaze shifted to the Ice Lance icon, now marked with a glowing "+". Vel tapped it mentally, revealing a dropdown of all variants—from base to his new Sniper version.
"Convenient," he murmured.
His focus shifted from the interface as he scanned for a target. His eyes found one—a banner flag fluttering on Elnor's southern wall, rippling against the blue sky. Perfect.
Vel adjusted his stance slightly, raising one hand toward the banner while steadying himself with a deep inhale.
"Lumino Zetahn Feryis Crystallum," he intoned clearly.
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GameDev Reincarnated into His Own Creation
FantasyWhen renowned game developer Giri meets his untimely end, he awakens as twelve-year-old Vel in the magical realm of Aeonalus-his own creation. Five hundred years have passed since he crafted the world, and Vel finds himself in the village of Oakhave...
Chapter 10.1: Divergence
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