God of Systems: Maker of Heroes and Villains

Almost an hour later, Keith and Clara lay on the bed while cuddled up together under a blanket.

Amelia, who was now wearing a shirt and some neatly ironed trousers looked at the two of them and sighed before she left the room.

Hours later, Keith woke up and pulled his numb arm from under Clara's head and tiptoed out of the room. As he slowly regained some feeling in his arm, he walked out of the church and got himself some breakfast and a newspaper.

He enjoyed his time of peace as he read the headlines until he went through the whole newspaper.

'Hm, nothing interesting....' he thought as he pulled out three system screens, each one of them showing him what Vincent, Timmy and Clark were up to.

He took a look at their current actions and chuckled, "Yeah, this shit is more entertaining."

Vincent was ignored as Keith wasn't interested in pornographic material, but Timmy's inner thoughts and Clark's desperation for money was fun to look at.

'At this rate, I'll turn into a psychopath who likes to watch people suffer....' he thought as he eyebrows creased, 'But it's still fun though, to see Timmy curse Clark once every minute while Clark is ignorant about the things going on in the dark.'

He finished breakfast and relaxed for the rest of the day until everyone was ready to depart. Keith grabbed his suitcase and his briefcase before looking at Caleb, "Ready?"

"Yes."

Keith nodded and took out a pendant and gave it to Caleb, "Here, put this on. Keep in mind that you should not wear it for more than half a day so the safe option would be to put it on while you sleep. As for when you're not sleeping, just make sure that you have it in your pocket or something."

Caleb put on the Psychic's Emerald Pendant and looked up at Keith as he whispered, "Is this a...."

"Yeah it's a cursed artifact. I got this one specifically for you." he said and put on the eye patch before getting into a carriage that belonged to the church.

Caleb followed him and sat down beside him in the carriage before looking at him nervously, "Um what kind of training am I going to get into?"

"Hmm, do you know about nature philosophy?" Keith asked as he turned to look at him, "You know what that is right?"

"Yeah, it's the stuff that those scholars blabber about. Or like a specific group of them.. what are they called again? Philosophers right?"

Keith nodded. The word "science" did not exist in this continent and people called the study of nature as nature philosophy.

"Right, now I'll teach you some of it in a simple way okay?" he said and conjured a small fireball that was the size of a small pearl before looking at Caleb, "Now, shoot a strong gust of air. The strongest you can, and it must be super concentrated, like all of the wind must be aimed around this ball of fire."

Caleb did as he was asked and shot the strongest gust of air that he could ever produce. It hit Keith's entire palm, but it range was still acceptable.

The red fireball looked like it had flames shooting out towards the direction in which the gust of air was moving in.

Seeing this, Keith nodded, "You could have compressed it more, but this is fine for now. Did you see the flames shoot out along with your gust?"

"Yes." Caleb said as he frowned, and Keith began to explain.

"Okay so here's the thing. You see, without air, fire cannot exist under normal circumstances. This is also the reason why furnaces use air blowers. Normally, the flames aren't too hot but people need higher temperatures if they want to work with metals, so they pump air inside the furnaces to fuel the flames. This is done repeatedly."

Caleb went deep into thought as his eyebrows creased. It took a few moments to gather his thoughts and raised a question.

"If that's the case, then why does the flame on a match, or a candle go off when I blow air at it?"

Keith smirked, "Well, now we're entering the territory of something slightly more complex so listen carefully. Fire needs three things to keep going. One is temperature, second one is fuel and third is air." he said and thought for a second before making things more simple.

"Consider air as a fuel too, but it's the most important fuel that cannot be ignored or replaced. The normal fuel on the other hand, can be anything that can catch fire like wood, cloth, paper and many other things. These two are easy to understand right?" he asked and saw Caleb nod before he continued.

"Now, the temperature is basically the heat. You need heat for a fire. Do you remember the magnifying glass we used on the island? It was used to produce heat at a certain point and when this heat goes high enough, then things can catch fire. Once this heat is reached, the flame that's on the item will keep the heat high enough for it to keep burning."

Caleb's frown deepened as he took out a match from his pocket along with a match striker and lit it before looking at Keith.

"So this has enough heat?"

"Yes"

Caleb then blew at the candle forcefully, "Fuu!" and the flame went off.

"And when I blew air, the heat went down so the fire went off too?" he asked, and saw Keith nod.

"Then..." he said and lit up another match before blowing some warm air, "Hooo"

The fire went off again and he looked at Keith, "I blew hot air, so why did it go off?"

Keith looked at him and sighed, 'How the hell am I going to explain force and turbulence to him? Especially in simple fucking terms?' he thought to himself darkly.

"Well, I can try and explain it to you, but it'll probably just confuse you even more. Let's wait until the carriage stops somewhere first."