Runa stood in a cubic room, Death at his side. “So, what do you know to do?”
Runa thinks. “Energy manipulation, I’m faster than the others, and my scythe.”
Death nods. “How much of the first do you know? Not only can you make a mass of energy, you can manipulate it.” He makes a mass of black energy, then shapes it into a circular saw blade. “Like so.”
Runa tries, creating the green energy orb in his hands, and flattening it into a bladed disk like the one Death held.
“Good.” Death told him. “There’s more as well. While energy has been your main way of fighting, you have another power; decay. You can activate the ability to decay materials you are in direct contact with.” He picks up a piece of wood and looks at Runa. “Put your hand on it, and focus on your mask.”
He does so, closing his eyes to concentrate. He feels his hand fall through as he opens his eyes and catches himself, looking at the pile of rotten pulp that was once the piece of wood. “Huh.” He said. “Interesting.”
“Other than that, there’s just one more thing, really. But I want to wait for that. That’s it for now.” Death said as he gestured to the door. Runa bowed and left the room.
Feturu walked into the room, looking around. She was about to check the future for any signs of what might happened, when Death walked up behind her. “Good, you’re here.” He said.
“So what do we do?” Feturu asked him.
“You tell me, what can you do?”
She thinks. “Weapon, energy, telepathy, future-vision.”
“Then let us expand.” Death teaches to her the energy manipulation that he did with Runa, along with decay. “Now, we also have more to your psychic abilities. Telepathy, yes, but also telekinesis.”
“Really?” She said.
“Yes, and maybe even better control of your seer’s sight.”
“I need that. My powers are nigh uncontrollable, going off without my want and not when I want.”
“Well, best start with telekinesis, as that will help with the latter. Outstretch your hand and focus on that.” He points to a cube in the middle of the room.
She does so, and the outstretched hand and cube glow a light blue. She looks surprised. “What?”
“Now lift your arm.” Death instructs.
She does so and the cube lifts as well. “Wow!”
“Yes. But be warned, the larger the entity, or if it’s living, will be harder to manipulate. Oh, also, focus it on yourself to attempt to control your seer’s sight better. Now go, I will show you the last thing later.”
Gaduur walked in and looked at Death.
“Oh. I’d assume you know about your basic abilities, but there’s a few more to teach you. Ready?” Death asked.
“Not much of a talker, huh? Respectable. Now, let’s start with a secondary weapon of sorts that you have. Runa has the gauntlet, Feturu her spiked buckler, Comahi his Book of Deals. You, my friend, are a wall. Near indestructible, yes, but also immobile if you wish. You can actually, if you focus hard enough, augment your density and weight, making you heavier than a planet, or even lighter than a feather. Just focus on yourself, and think of something heavy.”
Gaduur closed his eyes and focused, thinking of a non-descript planet for the weight. Suddenly, the ground below him began cracking as he started sinking in.
“Okay good enough!” Death said to Gaduur, who then stopped and moved out of the spot he created. “Now for your mask.”
Gaduur gave an intrigued look.
“Yes, it gives you a power as well. With it, you can raise the bodies of those dead. Not their spirits, mind you, but their bodies. Try, focus on it.”
Gaduur looked at Death like he was crazy. He gestured to the surrounding area, and lack of bodies in it.
After a second or so, Death realized this. “Oh. Well, just a second.” Death was replaced by a poof of smoke slowly furling outwards, before returning with a skeleton, obviously aged well, according to the lack of tissue attached to the bones. “Okay, now. Focus on your mask, and this body.”
Gaduur does so, and his eyes glow a bright purple, along with the body starting to glow a faint purple, other than where the eyes should be, which had the color that was much more noticeable. With that, it stood up, bowed, and did a backflip, before the glow stopped, both around it and in Gaduur’s eyes, and it crumbled to the ground.
“Well done!” Death congratulates. “Now that’s it for now. I’ll call you back in later.”
Gaduur nods, before leaving the room.
Boko walks in, cracking her knuckles.
"You act like you're ready to fight." Death tells her.
"What about it? Isn't that what you wanted me for?" She asked.
"Well...no." Death responds. "Not really. You know your capabilities in combat for the most part, and I can teach you what you don't later. First though, I wish to teach you of another ability. Your power to create."
Boko looked intrigued. "Create?"
"Yes, follow me to your forge."
"Yes, yours. You have the ability to create mystic, enchanted weapons using the powers of your Aurum Forge. Now come on." He leads her to a golden sided pit, at the bottom of which was some sort of molten metal, and on two sides of which were golden pillars. "The Chronicler of Death, you may be now, but those before you, the ones before Necronis took the title of Death, were smithies. They created great weapons of magical quality for the Kaiko legions. As you will, and as you will power up the weapons of your comrades here. Now, follow your instincts and use your hammer to craft a great power."
After some time, Boko looked on at the golden sword she created. "There."
"Good. Now that you know how to do that, I shall teach you the rest of what you need. Then, you relax. I'll call you in later." Death said, before continuing on to teach Boko of her energy manipulation, and ability to raise the dead. Then he sent her out, content with what he'd taught her.
Comahi looked around the room tentatively. "Hello?" He said.
Death walked up to him. "Good, you're here. Let's get to work."
He worked with Comahi, teaching him the same energy manipulation as the others.
"Now." Death said afterwards. "Your wings aren't your only convenient travel." He tells Comahi. "You can appear and disappear into any shadow within eyesight."
"Really?" Comahi asked.
"Yes, first, focus on any shadow you're in currently, like your own. Then, look at a shadow you can see, and think about being their."
Comahi did this, and he was enveloped by the shadows, being dragged into his and popping up inside the other.
"Good!" Death said to Comahi. "Now, your other ability is your book of deals. With it, you can make deals with any mortal, to give them power or money, or whatever, in exchange for their soul to join the Kaiko army. All you need to do is shake their hand and have them sign in the book. We can't exactly practice here, but you get the idea. Now, go get the others; there's something I need to teach all of you."
took me long enough, like anyone is reading this anyways