The magic flowed through me. I felt it spread out to every corner of my body. It was warm. Tingly. Like my entire body had fallen asleep instead of just a leg, and was waking up. It was weird. I looked down at my hands. They looked… the same. Basically. The tingly was turning into sharp stabbing in some places. Even my eyes felt a little bit weird. “Uhh… is it… supposed to feel… like this?”
Father Thomas shrugged. “I can’t say what ‘this’ is, but tingly… maybe a bit of pain here and there… that’s all normal.” He looked exhausted. It was easy to tell that kind of magic took a lot out of someone.
“Is this it?” I hastily qualified my statement, “I mean, am I cured? I don’t…”
“Are you cured?” He raised his eyebrow, “You are. Or, you will be, when it’s done working. It takes time. Go sleep. You’ll feel exhausted in a minute here anyway.” He waved he hand dismissively. “Now git.”
“T-thank you. Thank you so much.”
He shook his head, “Don’t thank me, thank her. Now seriously, get out.”
I turned to Kantrilla, “Thank you, thank you so much.”
“You’re welcome!” Her smile was brilliant, but I just kept thanking her as she guided me out- not that there was much but the door to the back room to guide me through.
“I don’t know if I can say thank you enough… how can I repay you?” I was feeling ecstatic about the idea of being cured, and perhaps a little loopy from the magic flowing through me.
Kantrilla smiled again, “Repay me? I don’t know! I’m sure it will all work out for the best though! You should probably get going though because otherwise you really will pass out in the street. Good fortune!”
I kept saying thank you as I was hurried out into the street, then I started walking in the direction of the inn I was staying at. I didn’t feel tired. In fact, I had never felt more invigorated. Still, they were the doctors, and that was my next destination anyway. It was time for dinner.
I don’t really remember exactly what happened next, but I vaguely remember stepping into the inn… and seeing the floor from up close for some reason. Then, I woke up in bed.
Waking up… felt normal. I was just in my normal clothes instead of pajamas but… I didn’t have pajamas. This wasn’t my bed at home. It took a few minutes to really wake up, but after that it felt like the morning before. Stiff. I idly checked my stats. It was the kind of thing I would do in a game, and it was sort of fun to do in real life too. This must have been real, because there was no pain in dreams. I remembered hearing that somewhere.
|All In (Strength)|
|Club Mastery (1)|
There were two interesting things in there. First, Luck finally increased. How did that work? I couldn’t imagine how to train it, at least not really. I hadn’t done any gambling or found any four leaf clovers or anything. Well, maybe I stepped on one? The other thing was that Strength increased. It was only two points point but… it increased.
Then I remembered. I was cured. I looked down at my arms… and they were still skinny like twigs. Well… as normal. I… wasn’t sure what I expected. Though, something told me that I really was cured, and that it wasn’t just an illusion or a trick. I mean, they didn’t even take a copper… actually I had forgotten to leave behind the copper for the bandages. I would have to do that later… and of course, there was still the one thousand gold. I definitely owed them for that, even if they said it was free. I didn’t have to give them money, but… something.
The way I knew I was cured was the two points in Strength. I was positive I couldn’t grow in Strength naturally at all while I still had Muscular Dystrophy. Perhaps I was wrong about that, it could have just been that gruellingly difficult for a single point. Today could have been the day. Except, I didn’t get any particularly large amount of exercise… and there were two points. That couldn’t have just been the result of accumulation.
That meant I could look healthy. Be healthy, even. If for some reason I lost my levels and bonus points… I would still be able to function. I didn’t think that could happen, but I feared it anyway. Maybe twelve Strength wouldn’t suffice, but if I could grow just a bit stronger, it would work. Somehow, I felt even better than when I could first stand again. I felt less afraid of going back to how I was.
When I went down to eat breakfast, I are ravenously. I had missed dinner, but it felt like maybe more than that. Either way, I ate until I was full. Mostly meat, again.
After breakfast, I set out for the medic’s offices. Once I entered, I saw a different woman at the desk. “Excuse me, is Kantrilla here?”
She shook her head, “Kantrilla and Father Thomas aren’t on duty today.”
“Oh. Umm, tell them I said thanks. Also, I forgot to pay for the bandages yesterday.” I handed over a copper coin.
“I’ll tell them. Thank you. Good fortune.” She smiled and waved as I walked out.
After that I went hunting rabbits. I still needed to earn money, after all. It was hard to keep from checking my stats to see if my Strength had increased. However, it was probably better to avoid bad habits, so I waited until the end of the day to see if I’d grown a little bit stronger. My thoughts upon seeing it were, “Is this a joke?”
|All In (Strength)|
|Club Mastery (1)|
I thought that, but it wasn’t. My Strength had grown by 17 points that day. Not counting the level. It was then I realized… it might not be so bad that the only thing I could upgrade was Strength.