The Temperance Tarot: Targa

**Targa** · Tue Oct 15, 2024 3:17 am

Jewels :

2,427,500

Rank :

C-Rank

Race :

Vampire

Experience :

97,500

Reputation :

2,900

Class :

Sorcerer

Magic :

Crash Magic

Strength :

5

Speed :

61

Constitution :

15

Endurance :

10

Intelligence :

68

Mana :

1,250

Head :

Monopoly top-hat

Body :

monopoly tuxedo

Companion :

Montblanc the Moogle

Boosts :

Character bonus program 30%, Mentee of Ittindi

The landscape of Fieros Girdle was something straight out of a nightmare. Jagged columns of black rock pushed up from the scorched earth, covered in glowing veins of lava that looked like they were alive. There was this constant rumble underfoot—a reminder that the earth was restless here, dangerous. The air was thick, hot, and felt like it was clawing at her throat, making every breath a struggle. Luckily for Targa she was a vampire, and had a little more resilience. At least that was her up, but alas, deep underground, there was a concentration of mana that fed the volcanoes, keeping them active, belching smoke and magma into the sky. The whole place was a mess of reds, oranges, and heat; like the world was on fire. It would serve to push even her body to the bring of possible collapse. Targa was here to train, to train her body. She heard that if she could survive even a little bit here, that her resistance to make would grow.

WC: 171

**Targa** · Tue Oct 15, 2024 11:34 am

Jewels :

2,427,500

Rank :

C-Rank

Race :

Vampire

Experience :

97,500

Reputation :

2,900

Class :

Sorcerer

Magic :

Crash Magic

Strength :

5

Speed :

61

Constitution :

15

Endurance :

10

Intelligence :

68

Mana :

1,250

Head :

Monopoly top-hat

Body :

monopoly tuxedo

Companion :

Montblanc the Moogle

Boosts :

Character bonus program 30%, Mentee of Ittindi

Targa had picked this place on purpose, either because she was stubborn or just plain crazy. Mostly likely a bit of both. She wasn't like most people, and she was here to prove it, even if it broke her. She'd been prepping for months as she pouring over maps, talking to scholars, even finding elementalists who knew a thing or two about the Girdle's mana fueled volcanic madness. She knew magic, sure, and her connection with darkness magic gave her a bit of an edge in harsh places. But even with that, Fieros Girdle was something else entirely.

She learned real fast that she could just stop breathing if she wanted and it helped with the burning sensations in her chest, make her throat feel better, but the magic was still seeping into her, still causing her harm, just a bit ablated. She would look at all the sacks she brought with her. All of them filled to the brim with blood bags she had purchased from hospitals. She heard that there were magical creatures here but she didn't know how powerful they were and wasn't going to bank on them being a food source.

WC: 200
TWC: 371

**Targa** · Tue Oct 15, 2024 11:43 am

Jewels :

2,427,500

Rank :

C-Rank

Race :

Vampire

Experience :

97,500

Reputation :

2,900

Class :

Sorcerer

Magic :

Crash Magic

Strength :

5

Speed :

61

Constitution :

15

Endurance :

10

Intelligence :

68

Mana :

1,250

Head :

Monopoly top-hat

Body :

monopoly tuxedo

Companion :

Montblanc the Moogle

Boosts :

Character bonus program 30%, Mentee of Ittindi

She stood at the edge of the wasteland, her boots scuffing against the charred earth. Her cloak flapped in the wind, her face wrapped up to keep the worst of the smoke out. She took a deep breath, though it stung, and closed her eyes to center herself. She'd think to herself, why did I just breathe? I don't have to breathe but it's habit at this point. This was it. This was where she'd find her limits, where she'd either get stronger or break trying. She wondered if her sister would be able to find her if she died here, if anyone would find her. The thought made her sad as she considered that she might perish here without her family, friends and guildies knowing.

"Alright," she muttered, opening her eyes to the blazing inferno in front of her. "Let's do this."

WC: 155
TWC: 526

**Targa** · Tue Oct 15, 2024 4:34 pm

Jewels :

2,427,500

Rank :

C-Rank

Race :

Vampire

Experience :

97,500

Reputation :

2,900

Class :

Sorcerer

Magic :

Crash Magic

Strength :

5

Speed :

61

Constitution :

15

Endurance :

10

Intelligence :

68

Mana :

1,250

Head :

Monopoly top-hat

Body :

monopoly tuxedo

Companion :

Montblanc the Moogle

Boosts :

Character bonus program 30%, Mentee of Ittindi

Her first steps were careful, as if she was scared or nervous. The columns of volcanic rock jutted out at odd angles, like some massive creature had tried and failed to tear its way out of the earth. Pools of lava bubbled between the columns, heat blasting up like an open furnace. It was treacherous, scary, dangerous, but Targa moved steadily...She wasn't going to back down.

She wasn't just here to get through the landscape, she was here to test herself and to get a little more powerful, to adapt to the heat, the choking mana, and the danger of it all. Sure, she had magic, deep, crash magic that pulsed in her veins. But this wasn't about that. This was about how far her body could go, how much her spirit could take. Because what was the use of magic if she didn't have the physical strength to back it up? If all went well, she'd become resistant to magic, even a little bit and that would help her out since her magic couldn't create defensive spells or even buff her. All it could do was attack and destroy.

WC: 197
TWC: 723

**Targa** · Tue Oct 15, 2024 4:37 pm

Jewels :

2,427,500

Rank :

C-Rank

Race :

Vampire

Experience :

97,500

Reputation :

2,900

Class :

Sorcerer

Magic :

Crash Magic

Strength :

5

Speed :

61

Constitution :

15

Endurance :

10

Intelligence :

68

Mana :

1,250

Head :

Monopoly top-hat

Body :

monopoly tuxedo

Companion :

Montblanc the Moogle

Boosts :

Character bonus program 30%, Mentee of Ittindi

Hours went by as she moved across the wasteland, her clothes soaked in sweat, her breathing controlled-stopped really. It took a little mental focus on her end to not reflexively breathe as she had her entire life. She didn't even really have lungs anymore and her breathing was more out of habit from when she was human. Every step seemed to take more out of her, her muscles straining under the relentless heat. The ground shifted beneath her feet, and the air seemed to pulse with mana, making everything feel unsteady, unreal. She felt overwhelmed by all of it, all the the heat, the pressure, the noise of the earth itself...but she kept going.

She found a narrow ledge, a path winding up the side of one of the larger lava columns. The climb was steep, the rock face sheer, with only small handholds. She squinted against the ash that blew into her face and started to climb. The rock was hot, even through her gloves, and her fingers ached as she pulled herself up. Every muscle burned, but she pushed through it. Pain meant progress, and that was what she wanted.

WC: 195
TWC: 918

**Targa** · Tue Oct 15, 2024 4:42 pm

Jewels :

2,427,500

Rank :

C-Rank

Race :

Vampire

Experience :

97,500

Reputation :

2,900

Class :

Sorcerer

Magic :

Crash Magic

Strength :

5

Speed :

61

Constitution :

15

Endurance :

10

Intelligence :

68

Mana :

1,250

Head :

Monopoly top-hat

Body :

monopoly tuxedo

Companion :

Montblanc the Moogle

Boosts :

Character bonus program 30%, Mentee of Ittindi

Halfway up, she paused, her body looked to be covered in blood. It was the first time she had actually sweated as a vampire and it turned out that she sweated blood. It was odd really, but then again it's all her body was really made of at this point. She didn't drink water anymore, only blood. She didn't really have most her organs, just her brain, heart and stomach. As she looked out over the inferno. It was...beautiful, in a brutal, untamed way. She wiped the sweat and ash from her forehead, clicked her teeth with grit, and kept climbing. She wasn't done yet.

By the time she pulled herself to the top, her body was trembling with exhaustion. She collapsed on her back, staring up at the sky, which was barely visible through the haze of smoke. The sun was just a dim orange glow. A smile tugged at her lips. She'd made it this far.

WC: 164
TWC: 1082

**Targa** · Thu Oct 17, 2024 1:13 pm

Jewels :

2,427,500

Rank :

C-Rank

Race :

Vampire

Experience :

97,500

Reputation :

2,900

Class :

Sorcerer

Magic :

Crash Magic

Strength :

5

Speed :

61

Constitution :

15

Endurance :

10

Intelligence :

68

Mana :

1,250

Head :

Monopoly top-hat

Body :

monopoly tuxedo

Companion :

Montblanc the Moogle

Boosts :

Character bonus program 30%, Mentee of Ittindi

Targa spent the next several days pushing herself to her absolute limits. She climbed more columns, crossed lava fields, and fought against the mana infused air that burned her throat and stomach even though she wasn't breathing. She shuttered at the thought of how bad it would have been if she had been able to breathe and how badly it would have hurt and or hindered her. She meditated in the chaos, letting her magic wrap around her like armor. She wanted strength, not just in her body, but in her spirit. She wanted survive, to fight for something worth saving; herself.

Every day, Targa took time to meditate at the top of the highest column she could find. She would sit cross-legged, letting the heat of the lava below wash over her, the mana saturating the air. She closed her eyes and focused on mental fortitude training, feeling the raw energy around her. It was about mental fortitude, about training her mind to stay calm in the midst of chaos and build up an endurance to the magical onslaught.

WC: 183
TWC: 1265

**Targa** · Thu Oct 17, 2024 1:23 pm

Jewels :

2,427,500

Rank :

C-Rank

Race :

Vampire

Experience :

97,500

Reputation :

2,900

Class :

Sorcerer

Magic :

Crash Magic

Strength :

5

Speed :

61

Constitution :

15

Endurance :

10

Intelligence :

68

Mana :

1,250

Head :

Monopoly top-hat

Body :

monopoly tuxedo

Companion :

Montblanc the Moogle

Boosts :

Character bonus program 30%, Mentee of Ittindi

One afternoon, as she descended from her meditation spot, she caught sight of movement. A creature...something that looked like a spider, but much larger, with legs that glowed like molten metal. It was a lava spider, a local magical beast that thrived in these extreme conditions. Targa knew capturing it would be a challenge, but it would be beneficial and a source of blood. She moved carefully, her vampiric nature wrapping around her as she approached making her soundless. The spider hissed, its eyes glowing as it sensed her presence. With a swift movement, she lunged, her crash magic forming a coating around her body that smashed into the creature, blasting it away and forcing it to collided with a rock wall several meters away. It struggled to get up, but Targa held firm, her heart pounding as she blasted it with another invisible blast of magic before it's legs curled up and it died.

WC: 157
TWC: 1422

**Targa** · Thu Oct 17, 2024 1:27 pm

Jewels :

2,427,500

Rank :

C-Rank

Race :

Vampire

Experience :

97,500

Reputation :

2,900

Class :

Sorcerer

Magic :

Crash Magic

Strength :

5

Speed :

61

Constitution :

15

Endurance :

10

Intelligence :

68

Mana :

1,250

Head :

Monopoly top-hat

Body :

monopoly tuxedo

Companion :

Montblanc the Moogle

Boosts :

Character bonus program 30%, Mentee of Ittindi

Targa fed. She cracked open one of the legs of the spider and sunk her fangs into it's exposed carapace. She almost immediately spit it out. The creature seemed to have almost no blood at all. In her hunger she forgot that spider, like most insects, didn't have a lot of blood but some other fluid in them. There was some there, but it was mixed with the other fluid and it tasted like something she couldn't identify.

Falling backwards onto her back she sprawled out. Her own body was covered in bloody sweat. She clawed at her clothing and ripped it off. There was no one here. She didn't care if she was naked. The most she'd keep on was some underwear, more of a loincloth than anything. She instantly felt better. The warm air seemed to bake her exposed skin but it was serving to help cool her down a little.

WC: 158
TWC: 1580

**Targa** · Thu Oct 17, 2024 1:39 pm

Jewels :

2,427,500

Rank :

C-Rank

Race :

Vampire

Experience :

97,500

Reputation :

2,900

Class :

Sorcerer

Magic :

Crash Magic

Strength :

5

Speed :

61

Constitution :

15

Endurance :

10

Intelligence :

68

Mana :

1,250

Head :

Monopoly top-hat

Body :

monopoly tuxedo

Companion :

Montblanc the Moogle

Boosts :

Character bonus program 30%, Mentee of Ittindi

The nights were the worst, something she wasn't expecting. Once the sun set, the temperature plummeted, and the only warmth came from the lava flows. She didn't understand how that worked, but she wagered it had something to do with the mana in the area and was just one of the other hazards that came with this region. Luckily she grew up split between the desert and the snow so she was at least not put into total shock. She'd sit by the pools of molten rock, her nearly naked wrapped tight around her with her arms. She didn't want to have to keep taking off and putting on the clothing. Not when it was drenched in blood. The stars were hidden behind the smoke, the sky an oppressive void. She'd stare into the darkness, thinking about why she was here, what she was fighting for. She had to keep reminding herself it was to gain tolerance towards magic.

WC: 164
TWC: 1744

**Targa** · Thu Oct 17, 2024 1:44 pm

Jewels :

2,427,500

Rank :

C-Rank

Race :

Vampire

Experience :

97,500

Reputation :

2,900

Class :

Sorcerer

Magic :

Crash Magic

Strength :

5

Speed :

61

Constitution :

15

Endurance :

10

Intelligence :

68

Mana :

1,250

Head :

Monopoly top-hat

Body :

monopoly tuxedo

Companion :

Montblanc the Moogle

Boosts :

Character bonus program 30%, Mentee of Ittindi

One night as she sat by the lava flow she heard a rustling sound that caught her attention. After dealing with the spider it seemed that most of them vanished from the area. Maybe they were weary of her now and somehow knew not to mess with her, or she had just caught a stray lava spider away from their normal territory. Her eyes narrowed, and she turned her head just in time to see another creature; a salamander, its body glowing with heat. It was smaller than the lava spider, but she wagered just as dangerous. Targa knew she had to capture it, too. She just hoped it was more edible than the last creature. She moved slowly, her magic at the ready. The salamander hissed, its tongue flickering with flames, but Targa was ready. She kept her distance this time and used her magic from a distance. It was far faster than the spider, but thanks to her magic being invisible it didn't have a chance to dodge and was killed a few blasts of her Crash Magic. Sinking her teeth into it she was crying. It tasted amazing. It reminded her of hot soup back in Iceburg before she was turned.

WC: 205
TWC: 1949

**Targa** · Thu Oct 17, 2024 2:04 pm

Jewels :

2,427,500

Rank :

C-Rank

Race :

Vampire

Experience :

97,500

Reputation :

2,900

Class :

Sorcerer

Magic :

Crash Magic

Strength :

5

Speed :

61

Constitution :

15

Endurance :

10

Intelligence :

68

Mana :

1,250

Head :

Monopoly top-hat

Body :

monopoly tuxedo

Companion :

Montblanc the Moogle

Boosts :

Character bonus program 30%, Mentee of Ittindi

Sometimes, doubt would creep in. The exhaustion, the pain and it would make her wonder why she was doing this, why she was putting herself through hell. But then she'd think of her what her sister did for her, how she used to be so frail from her crash magic destroying from the inside. She'd remember the darkness she was fighting against, and she'd find the strength to keep going. She had to. There was no other option. If she couldn't build up both her body and mind to be as resistant as possible, then she may one day become the type of vampire people truly fear.

One day, as she was climbing one of the taller columns, her hand slipped. The rock crumbled beneath her fingers, and she fell. The world seemed to slow down as she plummeted, her body twisting in the air and her life flashing before her eyes. She slammed into the ground fairly hard but she was able to tuck and roll roll her body to lesson the impact. Looking around she found herself in an underground cave. The fall had led her to a hidden tunnel, and as she looked around, she realized she wasn't alone. The cave was filled with a strange, glowing light; a hot spring, surrounded by crystals that pulsed with mana. It was a magic zone but for once it wasn't one out to kill her.

WC: 242
TWC: 2191

**Targa** · Today at 10:41 am

Jewels :

2,427,500

Rank :

C-Rank

Race :

Vampire

Experience :

97,500

Reputation :

2,900

Class :

Sorcerer

Magic :

Crash Magic

Strength :

5

Speed :

61

Constitution :

15

Endurance :

10

Intelligence :

68

Mana :

1,250

Head :

Monopoly top-hat

Body :

monopoly tuxedo

Companion :

Montblanc the Moogle

Boosts :

Character bonus program 30%, Mentee of Ittindi

Unable to continue on, Targa would give up and abandon her pursuit of magic resistance. [Exit]

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