I Made A Railgun With Lightning Magic Chapter 4: 1.1.04 - Pikachu Use Body Slam

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I could taste the fur on the boar in my mouth as it was bucking around, trying to throw me off its back while I clung on for dear life. I held on as I waited for my opportunity to let go of the grip in my right hand to cast Spark. No, this was not the beginning of another Hangover sequel. To explain A Series of Unfortunate Events that had landed me in this situation, we would have to go back a little earlier to this morning. - Earlier that morning- I could feel the heat of the late-spring sun on my face, something I could still appreciate despite the two years I had since coming to this world. At least I could not complain about the weather as the seasons were pretty similar to Earth in terms of cycle and duration. I supposed how orbital mechanics and the conditions to support life would not vary too greatly no matter which multiverse you were in. I opened my status window as I made my way to the toolshed in the backyard. Status Core: Lightning Affinity (Perfect) Core Stage: Red Stage Level: 17 Mana Core Capacity (MCC) Progress to Next Level: 0/100 Core Mutations: (None) Spells: Electro Perception (Tier 1) - Level 4 Spark (Tier 1) - Level 3 Soul Mutations: Adaptive Soul If there was an award for speed running stage levels I would probably hold the record as most people in this world had not awaken their core yet at seven years of age. I dismissed the Weave and looked up at the late-spring sun up above the sky. Few things I managed to confirm over the last two years when it came to leveling spells. While spamming a spell multiple times did progress the spell level, it was definitely much slower than intentional use of the spell. What I meant by that was either stretching the spell capacity to the limit, or using it tangentially for something it can barely do. I was able to progress my Electro Perception a lot faster when I tried to stretch the range of my perception during each cast, rather than just holding the spell for a long time or repeatedly casting it. It was the same for Spark when I tried to increase the damage I could inflict with my very limited range on tree barks. The second thing I noticed as my spells progressed was that the corresponding mana coils thickened with each level up, although it was quite minute. My theory was that as the skill levels up, the coil thickens and as part of the system connected to your mana core, your core capacity increases which pushes you to the next stage level. Although it was closer to a hypothesis rather than a theory as I only had two spells to base it on. Another side benefit that came from leveling up my core so early on was that there was some nourishing effect on my body. I was visibly taller and stronger than the other kids when they were at seven, standing at around four and a half feet now. A person would probably get stronger as their core progresses though the average person only ever progress to high orange or low yellow, which could still fall within the normal strength distribution. This could also explain the lack of general diseases despite the lack of vaccines in this world. Being taller and stronger did not come with it downsides though, it dramatically increased my food intake beyond a normal seven year old. While it would not have been a problem back on Earth, the orphanage was only barely getting by before this. The crown had gradually reduced its stipend since two years back as apparently the war with Ironhold had increased in intensity. There was probably a good reason but the fact that it coincided with the time I came into this world made me think that my reincarnation was not random. The orphanage barely had enough to buy meat anymore. Even with Branwen leaving for her apprenticeship last year, it had been tight for us to get by. She barely made enough to support herself but she sent back what she could even though Marta had told her several times she had no obligation to. I made a mental note to myself to visit her at the smithy if I ever had the chance t