-Wiggle~
A hand-thick green root sprouted in the center of my room, wiggling exactly how I wanted it to.
I thought about it wiggling left, and the cute little thing wiggled left.
I didn't even have to think too hard. I could actually feel a piece of my subconscious anchored inside it. When I made the root scrape against the floorboards, I felt the friction. It was a dull, numb sensation, but unmistakably there.
"This is going to be so broken once I have a shit ton of MP!" I said, grinning.
I could practically picture it. An entire battlefield covered in massive, writhing roots, snaring my enemies, spreading their arms and legs wide, wrapping tightly around their necks, and-Ahem.
[I really hope this isn't awakening something in me.]
I could practically feel the System giving me an absolute, judging side-eye.
[Whatever. I've got better things to focus on.]
The little calf-length root had only cost me an upfront investment of 5 MP to create.
