Open Eyes

Fate Frost, gang lord and sponsor of the lakeside city Arbitrium, finally has his eyes opened to the world of magic. Follow along as he battles chloro-fiends, green-skinned shop keeps, and vampire cultists, all while trying to wrap his head around the world of magic.
Find an excerpt below:

" I leaned against the shelf and ran through what I knew.

It was a plant, or at least looked like it. It had some interest, maybe a connection to the chain rings. It was big as fuck, strong as fuck, and tough as fuck. My tech didn't do anything against it, and it was fast.

Maybe I could go off of that first bit, it being a plant. I can't really confirm it is - but it wouldn't hurt to assume, right now. What's the worst that could happen, other than me pissing it off with a lame attempt at stopping it?

I pushed myself off the shelf, the crash of another shelf falling nearby echoing, and got to work with my assumption-based plan.

What's one thing plants hate more than a swarm of locusts (which I didn't have access to)?

Fire.

And here I was, in a store known for having nearly any day-to-day item, with the knowledge of many scrap-built projects I made in the past. A flamethrower shouldn't be too hard.

I began to chuckle. "