Out in a park a young man sat with a strange metal object. In each hand was a yellow flame that shot out into to funnels wich connected to the strange metal object. A wonderful fragrance was in the air.

  The young man was sweating not from the fire that seems to be spawning from his hand but from his intents focus.

  "Pill condens" He said.

  *Snap pop*

  As he said that a repulsive black smoke rushed out of every nook and crack and the lid of this object poped of like it was hit by a firecracker.

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  "Fuck i failed again"

  The young man quickly pinched his nose to stop the gut turning smell. He raised his other hand and a green light was born. And a strong gust of wind sent the awful smelling smoke away.

  "This is the tenth time. My luck is no good today." He said with a funny voice. His hand still clumped on his nose.

  !you are just new to a second tier pill recipe! A hollow voice said.

  !soon your will be making so many you can eat them as candy.! It continued.

  The young man made a face like he had eaten something sour.

  "The ingredients are not cheap."

  He pulled a bag over and reached in and pulled out same plants. He quickly through then into the object.

  "I have enough for three more goes then im broke."

  He held up his hands to the funnels and the fire once again appeared from his hands and shot into the object.

  "This time i will succeed."