He couldn’t be certain, but it didn’t seem like Kendellev had master level sculpturing.
‘Since I found his trail, if he’d been a Master Sculptor, he would’ve left a secret about sculptures.’
However, thanks to him, Weed was able to figure out what he had to sculpt.
He guessed Kendellev had been a sculptor with an impressive affinity towards sculptures. To be able to create a sculpture out of water meant that he must have completely learned the characteristics of water, enough to be able to control it like his own body.
The Sculptor’s secret!
If you raised your affinity with the inanimate matter to the highest degree, it was possible to sculpt anything.
Weed, who was a Moonlight Sculptor, learned to control light. There were special sculptors everywhere. There were those who sculpted because they wanted to. Their love of sculpting became their driving force and motivation.
Now, he gained the confidence to sculpt the mysterious existences that begged him to sculpt them.
– You incompetent sculptor, use your dull head and hands to sculpt me.
– What is the reason why you won’t sculpt me. I’ll listen to everything so make me!
‘I have to understand them. I have to make them with the feelings they exude.’