Brin blinked his eyes open and took in a deep breath. The air was warm and sweet from the flowers and the lightly floral perfume of the lady sitting next to him. It was a pleasant day in the garden courtyard, and now the beauty of the moment hit him with such a strong sense of appreciation and pleasure that he momentarily wondered if his mind was being worked on by some new, strange power. But no. This is real.His breath shuddered when he let it out. [Delusionist] was gone, and with it, the mental effects that bent his mind towards an unwholesome amount of paranoia. He'd been pushing against those instincts for so long that he had forgotten they were even there. Now being free of it was nothing short of euphoria. Was this how he was supposed to feel all the time?He felt for his magic, and the glass was more responsive than ever. He pulled the needles out of his wrist, leaving just a tiny dot of glass inside to hold his bones where they should be. It would still take some time to heal, but the throbbing pain in his wrist went away. His last irritation was gone, and nothing was left but the overwhelming feeling of wellness.He wished he could spend an hour like this, content to sit and enjoy his newfound peace. Had he ever felt like this even a single time in this world? It was real. All of it was real. The healing he’d found in the monastery, the eagerness he felt to get here and start learning about magic, even the growing pressure to spend more attention on Sancha who was sitting next to him–none of it was a [Delusionist’s] coping mechanism. This is who he was right now.The only decision that needed to be made was how to revise his [Hide Status]. He was still showing [Knightly Conjuror of Glass] and had his level completely blocked. Lumina and Hogg had decided 39 would be a modest yet believable level for him, but what of his Class? After a moment’s thought, he decided to just reveal the whole thing. The first thing everyone (...)