Ohhh, you haven’t been trapped in eternal woe for 20,000 cycles? You’re still relatively new? Talk to me when you’ve had a microsecond feel like it’s a millionyears. Wait, you haven’t even completed a crawl cycle? Blah blah blah.
Anyway... this is an Advance Reader Copy. That means you can install the spell now, but it won’t work until a specific floor. In this case, the 12th floor.
This spell removes the target’s ability to use any skills or abilities associated with their class for a short period.
If this spell is cast on a deity, they will temporarily lose access to their Worshipper Base Associated skill and spell set. You probably don’t know what that means yet. It’s basically most of their spells and skills, but if it’s a god made of lava, they’ll probably still be able to fuck you up with lava. Get it? No? Don’t worry, you’ll figure it out.
“Huh,” I said.
Carl: Mordecai, what’s an OI entity?
Mordecai: In what context?
Carl: It’s a spell target for Donut’sGatekeeperspell. It says opponents, deities, and OI entities.
Mordecai: I have no clue.
Donut: WAIT, WHERE ARE YOU?
Mordecai: I’m the table. Samantha is on me. You’re standing right next to me.
Donut: CAN WE EVEN TALK TO YOU?
Mordecai: I can hear you, but I can’t respond unless I move into something with a mouth. I’m not good at moving yet. Probably won’t get good enough in just a few hours.
Donut: WE JUST HAD TO FIGHT A TABLE. THIS IS NOT ACCEPTABLE. IT FREAKS ME OUT.
Mordecai: It freaks me out, too. I feel like I gotta pee.
I sat down at the table. We didn’t have time. I had several boxes to open, but despite all that had happened, none of my achievements appeared to be all that great. Donut wouldn’t stop talking about how she hadn’t gone up a single level on the past floor. She started to open her own boxes. She had a lot, mostly Bronze and Silver Adventurer Boxes. She did have one good box.
“Carl, I got a legendary box for seeing the shadow mimic before he revealed himself!”
“Good. I hope it’s something helpful. Don’t install anything until we talk about it. I need to get ready for the parade. And read that spell book. It’s a good one.”
I pulled a few items out of my inventory, and I put them all on the table.
A patch. A gun. A sewing kit. A holster.
“Did you get the chance to make the carrier thing?” I asked out loud. I was talking to Mordecai. “Also, is it weird that I’m using the table? There’s nowhere else to do this.”
“You can rent a slot at Sam Town,” Samantha said. She was now being held aloft by Jamal, who was holding her in front of the screen. “I’ll have Bucket Boy check the calendar. Wait, where is he?”
“He’s in the room,” Jamal said. “He’s still very sad about his friends.”
“What? That happened like five hours ago! Jamal, bring me to him.”
I still hadn’t gone in there. I was stalling because I knew it was going to piss me off, and we’d been so busy. I always just used the bed in Donut’s room and the cleaner facility in the main bathroom.
Mordecai: The backpack is done, and it’s sitting on your crafting table.
“Okay. Thanks, Mordecai.”
I removed my jacket, grabbed the sewing kit, and started to sew on the four-leaf-clover patch, placing it above the Midnight Epicure patch.
The small patch depicted a foot crushing down a set of four-leaf clovers; it imparted the Lucky Shot benefit:
Lucky Shot. A fatal blow will be deflected into the body of a party member instead. This benefit may only be used once per floor.