Evolution: A Warlock’s Rise To Power

"Sir, Madam, how can I help you today?"

"My nephew needs a good suit to reflect his status. I called earlier to make sure everything could be taken care of today."

"Ah, Mrs. Hekin, of course. We have multiple tailors waiting to make the alterations immediately. Now what sort of status should the young sir's suit reflect."

Marie placed a finger on her chin for a moment while thinking it over.

"He is a tycoon capable of bringing a company to the peak of profits overnight. He is punk capable of stealing any girls heart while only showing indifference. He is a powerful lord of countless people who turns up his nose to the biggest corporation. He is a dealer of shadows and when pushed into a corner he is the definition of unpredictable."

The salesman didn't even blink at his Aunt's bizarre monolog.

"And sir is there anything in particular you are looking for?"

"Nothing flashy."

The salesman took a few measurements and allowed Brax to try on a couple of things before he took them to the back to have the alterations done, after receiving a booklet of notes from Marie. When the man left, Brax turned to Marie.

"That was an oddly specific rant you went on earlier."

"Your uncle had a report put together about what you have been doing in your game and I took a look at it this morning. He said you were swaggering around with confidence and charisma while you were being Lucan Quilldrake. I want you to have that confidence when you purse your lady friend in the real world. You are such a quiet and awkward boy at times but I know you can do anything if you put your mind to it. I thought if I could help you tap into Lucan in the real world, you might have an easier time getting the girl."

"Thank you, Aunt Marie."

"Oh speak of the devil." She whispered.

*Ding*

The door to the store was pushed open while a woman his aunt's age walked in.

"Oh Mrs. Hekin, it seems you weren't lying when you said this is the only place you will get suits from."

"Of course, please just call me Marie. I enjoyed our lunch yesterday. Brax, this is Mrs. Beneil, she just moved into our community and she actually has a pretty famous daughter who is always playing that game you're always going on about."

Brax's heart started beating faster. This was Jenna's(Silent's) mom.

"It-, It's nice to meet you." He said as his palms began to sweat.

"Oh, the famous Brax. I have heard all about you." Mrs. Beneil said.

"R-, really?" Asked Brax with a show of shock on his face.

"Of course. Marie was telling me all about you yesterday. It's clear your aunt loves you very much."

"Ha." Brax said while rubbing the back of his head. "I can't deny that."

"Oh, and Marie, please call me Emma, I feel like we will be great friends."

"I feel the same way Emma. What brings you here today?"

"It's my husbands birthday next month and I was intrigued by how you raved about this place saying it's the only shop you will let make suits for your husband so I wanted to come and see if anything caught my eye. Greg is still wearing the same thing from a decade ago. The fashions have changed while he still puts on the same old styles every day."

"He, he, I can relate. Can you believe that Brax here was going to go to a meeting with Terracorp today wearing this? How absurd."

"Oh my, you should listen to your Aunt. From what I have seen yesterday and today, your aunt has a truly wonderful sense of style."

"Thank you." Marie said while blushing.

The two women continued to chat after a salesman went to retrieve a few items for Mrs. Beneil to look at. Brax stood to the side not joining the conversation but also not missing a single word Emma said.

"I am sorry to be stealing your Aunt away from you like this." She said to Brax. "But I just moved to this city and don't have many friends yet, but don't worry, one of my daughters is on her way here right now. She is just a bit younger than you; I am sure you two will get along, she also loves playing that game."