Master Of None

With his mind fuzzy, Walker continues to walk up the stairs and through the next door. The lack of runes was enough to force him out of his mind. "You did well. No one has been up here for a long number of years. I have awaited the next being to reach here. To think that humans would be the next generation. I can only wonder what the world must be like." The familiar voice that has spoken when they first made it to the core of the tower in the desert rang out. 

"Yes, I said I would no longer exist. Unfortunately, that was not the case. I must give ownership of the tower to one that can control the runes and their processes. I leave you with the job of recruiting someone with the proper individual." Walker knew that this voice was something made from runes and massively advanced magic used to leave an impression of a consciousness. But it was still too real and made him feel that there was an omnipotent being speaking to him. 

"Uhhmm, yes. I can try that. But the runes here are way more advanced than we know…" He was trying to get over the fact that the floor he had come out on was totally dark and lacked runes. He felt that he had stepped in to a void. It was very different from the darkness elemental floor. 

"Allow me to fix that. This and the next four floors are the archives. They may not be in the current world languages but you can allow entry to anyone that can carve a rune. Above this are the seven workshop floors from the elemental rune carvers and unique rune creators. After that are the floors consistent with the masters of rune craft and then the tower mage who is the highest ranking mage in the tower. The focus on runes is not all. There are also books on spells, skills, and separated floors in between each carving floor for magical skill training. The final runes are on the dome upon the top of the tower to harvest spatial mana. The further knowledge on this subject is forbidden to the tower mage only." 

There were small crystals that began to illuminate to show the familiar light runes from the light elemental floor. They showed off the spiral rows of books. They seemed to be perfectly preserved to the point that Walker could say they were just created. His jaw literally dropped open while he realized what he had just discovered. 

"Until the proper tower mage is found I will lock the floors that require proper access. When needed I will speak again." The runes flickered slightly and Walker saw that some had gone dim. They only flashed with mana every few moments and it must have been some sort of appraisal skill that analyzed the people in the tower. If someone fit to be the tower mage entered, Walker was sure that they would hear the voice he had heard. 

"This place is just too much. I don't even know how this could be possible. I think it's worse that they had all this power and knowledge but I found a dried up potion that was able to stop it all from working properly." Walker knew that even the little things in life could cause the most trouble. But he thought that the higher knowledge in the tower would prevent that issue. "I might as well go and let in some of the people that want to study this tower. Or maybe I will show this to Remey and see her lose it." Walker decided to call a meeting of the representative in Genesis building for the next day before heading toward the alchemy guild. 

"Keep up the good work and I will have some news after tomorrow's meeting." This was what Walker told the guard that had been put in charge of guarding the tower. It seemed to take even more stress off his shoulders and before Walker was even down the street the other guards were being notified. 

By the time he got to the alchemy guild, he saw a substantial line out the door. He could tell that many of those in line were just beginning alchemy, herbal studies, or merchant work. It was a very good sight to see that there were so many people about to get their start in life here in Genesis. 

"Sir hero, are you here to see the guild master?" Walker had to hold back some laughter since he knew that Remey didn't want to be called the guild master out in public or at all. She just wanted to be one of the founders. Unfortunately, the other alchemists had just slapped the title on her since it was Remey that had put the effort in to finding those to start this guild. 

"I am here to see Remey. I found something she may be interested in. Is she upstairs?" The guard shook his head at Walker.

"There is a class going on now. It should be nearing the end. If you would like I can lead you there so you may wait?" This was surprising. Walker knew that Remey would be holding classes and tests but it felt too early. He also knew that the staff must be very busy and that Remey would most likely be just as busy after the class she was teaching. 

"Then lead the way." Some of those in the line were unhappy seeing someone cut them until they were whispered to about Walker's origins and what he did. They had an immediate change of feelings towards him that Walker chose to ignore. It was only fair that they didn't know that he was walking in to see a party member that ran the guild they were about to join. Walker couldn't help but think about what they would say if they knew he was bringing proof of a grand potion made with skills most likely above mastery level. 

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