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A torrent of thoughts rushed through Jaux's head at the mention of demon.
Her wand was called the demon root, but the old shopkeeper had assured
Jaux that the wand wasn't being literal with the name. The wand did still
have something to do with the transformation. It had led Jaux to the
black statue, and it was the origin to the purple light.
Then Jaux thought about the black statue. She had never seen a statue
made of dark stones before. Her new violet eyes and the statue's purple
gemstone eyes were also a similarity that had not escaped Jaux's notice.
It wasn't necessarily demonic, but there was a possibility.
Thinking about her eyes also gave Jaux an idea. The next time she gets a
chance, she could use her eyes to sneak over to the black statue without
being caught. She could see magic even through solid objects, so
detecting and avoiding people wouldn't be a problem.
"Ah, finally back here," Frey said, breaking Jaux out of her thoughts.
They had managed to arrive back at their room again.
Desyi and Tricks were not back yet, so for now Frey and Jaux were alone
together.
"I've heard a lot about demon attacks," Jaux began to say, "but... what
exactly are demons?"
Frey grinned amusingly, before going to retrieve her pillow. Jaux, seeing
that they were going to establish the usual pillow circle, followed suit
by grabbing her own pillow. When both of the girls were facing each other
on their improvised seats, Frey began to explain.
"First of all, we need to talk about the eighth genre of magic, the deity
genre. Magic that is involved in the deity genre, deity magic, is often
referred to as soul.
Soul is the hardest type of magic to obtain, because it is impossible for
any mortal to learn. Soul is immortal magic, magic from separate realms
of existence that function with the laws of eternity. Soul is arranged by
degrees of positives, negatives, and neutrals just like our usual magic.
Positive soul is referred to as miracle magic, negative soul is referred
to as tragedy magic, and neutral soul is referred to as marvel magic.
Our realm is a mortal realm, anything will eventually die from the flow
of time. Due to our finite nature, we can not directly create soul for
ourselves. However, we are able to use soul as long as we have a source.
A common way to obtain soul is to travel to a peaceful realm, like the
Garden of Roses or the Artisan's Sea, and store soul in magic containers.
Unfortunately, this is difficult, due to the high skill of space and time
genre magics required to hop between realms. Magical tools that contain
soul are extremely expensive for this reason.
A more uncommon way to obtain soul is to bond with a powerful spirit from
an immortal realm. The bonded spirit will provide a mortal with a supply
of soul, while the bonded mortal will work under the spirit's will. A
bonded mortal is often called a priest.
A spirit is basically a living gathering of soul. These spirits are
categorized by the type and amount of soul they possess. The type of soul
is between the miracle, tragedy, and marvel magics. The amount of soul
basically refers to how powerful the spirit is. Since spirits are living
pieces of soul, the more soul a spirit has, the more powerful the spirit.
We list spirits under three levels of power: low, medium, and high. Low
spirits are fairies, imps, and sprites. Medium spirits are angels,
demons, and ghosts. High spirits are seraphs, devils, and phantoms.
Deities are a lot like spirits, but instead of being a mass of living
soul, they are actually the source of soul for their realms. They are
also not restricted to using a single type of soul, but they usually
specialize or prefer one of the three soul types.
It is possible for spirits to enter our realm just like how we can enter
their realms. The drawback is that the more powerful a spirit is, the
more difficult it will be for them to enter our realm. Even after a
spirit has broken into our realm, it will have a time limit that is also
based on how powerful they are.
Spirits like to influence what happens in our realm, some do so directly
by breaking through, and other do so by working through other mortals.
Low level spirits are sighted all the time because of how easy it is for
them to enter our realm. Medium level spirits usually break in as well,
but as they become more powerful they will start to rely on bonding with
mortals. High level spirits and deities tend to rely exclusively on
bonds.
Demons, the regular and most common spirits under the tragedy type, like
to break into our realm to harm and destroy. Master class students
occasionally go out on demon-related jobs while under teacher
supervision. If a master class student in our Lyceum is the primary
reason for a demon's defeat, they will be promoted to ace class like me."
Just then Tricks came into the room from the bathroom. "Wow Frey, you are
really good at sounding like a teacher when you're talking to Suhara, we
could hear your boring lecture even while showering!"
"Oh don't be like that Tricks," interjected Desyi as she came in from
behind Tricks, "If I had a novi like Suhara I would do the same thing."
"Then you two are just too boring," Trick said. "If I were an ace, I
would teach my novi about demons by sneaking her out and fighting
vampires and werepeople with her!"
While the girls talked, Desyi and Tricks both got their pillows off their
beds and joined into the seated formation with Jaux and Frey.
"Those aren't the same thing you dummy," Frey shot back.
Tricks rolled her eyes and scoffed before replying. "Close enough,
they're priests of demons and they transform to look like their demons."
"Demons can transform a person?" Jaux asked, immediately thinking about
her own involuntary transformation.
"Yeah, see? I'm being way more interesting!" Tricks gloated.
"She just wants to learn," said Frey, "I'm sure she's not the least bit
interested in hunting demon priests with you, Tricks."
"Oh come on! Why wouldn't she want to fight some evil with me?" Tricks
urged. "It would be exciting! There's no way anyone would turn that
down."
"Anyway, ignoring Tricks' bloodlust... yes Suhara, spirits can grant all
sorts of powers, but transformations are one of the most common traits."
Frey answered.
"Uh... are spirits able to bond to a person without the person's
permission?" questioned Jaux.
"Oh totally, that's how most vampires came to be," Tricks explained.
"They bite you, which corrupts you with some of their freaky vampire
powers, and then poof! A new blood demon will be bound to you."
"She's my novi, Tricks, let me do the teaching," complained Frey.
"Hey, what does it matter, I'm still right," claimed Tricks.
"Yeah, don't keep Suhara to yourself Frey! She's our roommate too," Desyi
added.
While her roommates continued to argue, Jaux went back to thinking about
the black statue and her demon root. Could it be possible that her new
body was the result of a demon bond? She might be overthinking the
possibilities a bit, but none of her little theories had been proven or
disproven yet. She really needed to go see the black statue...
=+=+=
Opportunity.
Today, Jaux was the first person to wake up. She wasn't sure what time it
was, since the room had no windows, but she could make out three
motionless girls lying peacefully in their beds. All the light crystals
were very dim as well, so no one had gotten up or needed any light
recently.
Jaux skipped her shower and just threw on a robe over her nightie to save
as much time as she could. She also picked her darkest robe, one colored
black and dark purple, so that she could sneak around more easily. The
room's door opened for her quietly enough, and soon she was out in the
empty halls.
Jaux had shifted her magical eyes on as soon as she stepped outside her
room. Then she started traveling to the first floor while keeping as far
away from anyone as she could. There were a couple of times where Jaux
had to backtrack and hide around a corner, but she found herself in the
research storage hallway within the hour.
Now that magic was shining in her eyes, Jaux could see faint traces of
enchantments and wards around many of the doors in this hallway. For a
moment, Jaux was sure she saw some mystical defenses set up around the
door to the black statue's room, but there turned out to be nothing.
The room itself was glowing a very faint purple. Jaux could clearly see
the other items on display this time as she headed towards the black
statue. All the displays seem to have some kind of ancient equipment.
There was a gauntlet, a staff, a mask, boots, bracelets, a tiara, and
much more. Most of the items were made with what looked like the same
black stone as the statue, and every single item had at least one smooth
purple gemstone engraved somewhere.
At last, Jaux was standing before the black stature again. The girl
depicted by the statue looked very similar to how she looked now, but in
an older sort of way.
If Jaux was born how she looked now, the statue might even have been of
her mother.
"W-who are you?" Jaux nervously asked as she gazed into the eyes of the
statue.
Everything suddenly went dark. All Jaux could see was the color of black.
She tried to turn off her magical vision, but even when her eyesight
shifted back to normal the darkness did not fade away.
Then the darkness started to melt away by itself like fading fog. Jaux
found herself standing alone on an endless field of black ankle-deep
mist. A purple glow was shining up in the colorless sky, providing just
enough light to see through the transparent mist of the dark world.
This place was insanely soundless, and it was so featureless that Jaux
couldn't even tell if she moved or not after running around for a few
seconds.
"Where am I?" she finally asked the empty air.
"This is my domain," said a voice from the purple light that hung in the
sky.
The light slowly descended from the heavens until it floated right in
front of Jaux. Dark mist then floated up from the ground and condensed
around the purple light, slowly extinguishing its glow. Jaux wasn't sure
what was happening, but she remained still as light once again began to
leave her vision.
When Jaux could finally see light again, she recognized the lady depicted
by the statue standing right in front of her.
The only source of light now as coming from the lady's left arm, which
was transparent and made of bright purple energy. At around the lady's
left shoulder, the purple light faded into solid, marble-white skin. Now
that the lady wasn't carved out of black stone, Jaux could see that they
did indeed resemble each other. They had the same hair color, but the
lady's hair stretched all the way into the ground. They also had roughly
the same shade of skin, and both had similar eye colors. The lady's skin
was just a bit paler, while her eyes were also a bit darker.
"Who are you?" Jaux finally asked after she could no longer stand for the
lingering silence.
"They once called me Theema, but the mortals of your world have long
since forgotten me," the lady answered. "I am the deity and sole
inhabitant of this realm, which was once known as Light's Cowardice. What
are you called, child?"
Jaux was talking to a deity. This was unexpected, Jaux had never imagined
such a possibility would happen to her. Sure, she had never heard of this
deity in her life, but it didn't make the moment feel any less
incredible.
"Uh... my name is Jaux Ballad. Did... did you turn me into a girl?" said
Jaux.
Theema regarded Jaux for a few minutes, not making a single sound. When
she finally finished studying Jaux, she answered, "Yes, indirectly I
suppose. My vessels used to always take my shape. It appears that they
still do."
"Y-You mean you bonded with me?"
"That is another term for our arrangement, yes."
"Why, what arrangement?"
"You held onto an artifact of darkness with great desire in your heart.
When you stood close to my soul seeds, I could hear the songs of your
wishes. It has been so long since I connected to a mortal, so I forged us
into agreement and granted your desire for magic. I made you my new
vessel, which gave you more than enough power to learn all that you
wanted."
"Soul seeds? What do you mean by that?"
"My soul seeds are magnificent jewels that empower the mystical tools
that I created in your world."
"Oh. Oh! You must mean those purple gemstones."
"Yes. You were near them again when I granted you your second desire to
move quickly to a faraway goal."
"Right. T-That explains a lot. Listen, I really don't want to be rude or
anything, and I'm thankful that you helped me learn magic, but could you
please turn be back into a boy? Being a different gender is extremely
awkward and uncomfortable."
"I am afraid that is not possible, child. My vessels always take my form
when we reach an arrangement, but breaking that arrangement does not take
away my form."
"Oh..."
Jaux felt a bit defeated, she now knew for sure what triggered her
change, but couldn't do anything about it. She wasn't quite sure what to
do anymore. Then again, there was sure to be some transformation magics
to learn in the Lyceum, perhaps she could try to turn back using those.
"Now that you're here, it is time to begin our contract," Theema abruptly
said.
"Huh? What contract?" Jaux asked in surprise.
Theema did not answer Jaux, but instead the goddess's left arm drew back
gracefully, and then stabbed forward into Jaux's chest.
The action had left no wounds, but Jaux's body was completely paralyzed.
The paralyzation did not fade even when Theema pulled her glowing purple
arm back out. Terror and confusion began to grip Jaux's mind as darkness
began to rise from the ground in the form of black tendrils.
The sharp tips of the black tendrils dug into Jaux's skin, burning on
contact as they tattooed her entire body with a grand variety of patterns
and runes. A warmth from Jaux's chest began to spread to where Jaux felt
the tattoos, making them tingle.
The eerie quiet and numbing pain made Jaux lose track of time. Theema
never stopped staring with her expressionless purple eyes.
Eventually, the tendrils withdrew back into the ground. Then a tornado of
black fog began to whirl around Jaux's paralyzed body, while Theema
finally started to walk away.
When the fog finally obscured the last of Theema's light, darkness once
again overwhelmed everything.
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