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But of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, thou shalt not eat of it: for in the day that thou eatest thereof thou shalt surely die. (GOd)
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We appeared in a dim dusty old chamber, which seemed to be some sort of cage. This particular cave had sort of an earthy feel to it, and somehow I knew with my magical senses that we were on Earth again. “Omg wow,” I sighed reliefedly, sinking from my Martens down onto the dusty cavey ground. I was so tired and relieved that I didn’t even care or notice that my outfit would get dirty that way, that’s how tired and relieved I was. So like, a lot.
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“So what now?” I asked, looking at my new very trustworthy companions, who I knew would never betray me. “Guys?”
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Suddenly a large silver cage snapped up just snap around me, springing up from the dusty floor more quickly than a rattlesnake made out of rubber that was also attached to one blade of a plane propeller. The thick silver bars smashed together and tied themselves into an unbreakable knot that was enchanted to be undoable——Damn, he thought of everything——and suddenly magic glyphs burned all over the walls and the bars too, giving birth to a magical enforcement spell that I knew was unbreakable. “Whaat? Guys? Guys! Scaaar! Help! What the fuck is happening!” But none of neither of them answered me, only just looking at each other grimly. Negeongondoero gave Scaar a dark look, which I guess he couldn’t help doing, but also he seemed to be grumpy and determined and stuff. “Now we wait,” the ebony-esque conjuror claimed, calmly and also grimly. “Wait? For whatt?” But just then I got my answer. Because just then something came whirling and dervishing in into the cave……something stylish and flappy and that had two dark feathery angel wings and a cool jacket and a black magic sword. “DEREEK!” I cried out despairingly, although I was actually happy to see him. Maybe he could rescue me!
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Derek flew in and attacked Scaar, and instantly the two of them were at it again (as in, FIGHTING) and wow they fought even more harder than before, it was insane and super exciting. I meanwhile tried to escape, but just like I already knew it didn’t work. I couldn’t even help Derek with my magic or the collection of poisoned knives I keep hidden on me! “Shit!” I swore foully, angry and peeved and pissed off in general. It seemed like even Scar’s red lightning lightspeed tornado moves weren’t enough to defeat Derek, but just as he was about to kill off my new crush Negonguru finished his spell and chucked it over so that it hit Derek on the head. Instantly the air warped and bent and it felt like the universe suddenly vomited and boiled all at once, and a sulfur sick smell suddenly hit me up my nose and the rock turned all oily and gross and a blast of pure black power smacked Derek in the head hard. With a blast that could level entire oceans, Derek smashed down onto the floor and fainted. “Quick!” Nogognegog shouted scratchily, tossing a set of silver-like chain thingies to Scaar, who was bruised and battered heavily although not enough to make him ugly.
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Before I could so much as say anything, the two of them had tied up my maniac boyfriend with magical silver chains, which I knew somehow were unbreakable and undoable and heavily enchanted and shit. Now I was totally lost! “Noooo! Omg this is so not fair!” I dissented protestingly, shaking my mane horsily, kicking one foot up and down so that my Martin smacked against the floor several times. But it wasn’t even over yet!
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Scaar also attacked my groupies, brutally butchering them apart into ugly pieces that splattered and pissed blood all over the everywhere, even my silver cage! I winced and felt a bittle bit awful since because those were the groupies that had followed me out of the castle-academy and on my journey to cure Derek, and now they were been slaughtered and had no chance of surviving. “Sorry Chylce,” Scaar apologized regretfully, killing the last couple forcefully with his lightning-karate moves. “I don’t want to do this but I have to.” I saw that his scars grew a bitty bite then, and suddenly i at last long realized why it was that he was in agony when he deployed his karate. “Its because of the lightning devil-curse put on me as a baby,“ Scaar confirmed expoundingly, being helpful at the same time since I was confused just a bitty bit. “Every time I use my lightning karate moves they grow bigger because I’m being magically tortured.” “Wow Scaars,” I sympathized painfully, pausing briefly in my being upset. “That’s terrible.” He nodded, shedding a tear that was made out of blood. “I hate to do this to you, you know, but I have to do this to you, because I’ve being training for this since I was just a bittle baby.” I realized than that that must mean that the fact was that he had been training and being tortured by his magical lightning devil karate scars since he was just a bittle baby, which was an awful terrible thought that made that earlier upset feel a little bitty bit more hollow and less of a huge deal for the moment, even though it absolutely was huge and dramatic and also highly interesting.
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Then it was just me locked in my silver-magic cage, Negegondoro finishing up some magic spell, and Scaar who started mopping up the dead bodies splattered all over the floor. And also Derek who lay on the ground, locked up enchains made of out of silver or maybe magic silver. I knew somehow that he couldn’t escape or anything, and that made me cry a bitty bit. “How…? Whhhhhhyyy? Why would you do this?!” I screamed that out, then turned to Scaar. “I hate you! But I also have a crush on you?” Then I turned back around and started being angry and upset again.
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“Chylce, Chylce,” the not-bright magician repeated, doubling. Also he continued moving his mouth and face so that he could talk which he did: “I know this seems evil and connivating and wicked and shifty and like I’m a typical thug, but actually if you just let me explain I will explain why we had to do this for the best.”
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“Then explain,” I beggered cryingly, sniffling and pouting pathetically in a way that was still admirable and cool and painfully relatable instead of lame and bitchy. “OK,” Negondoero said relentingly. “I will explain.”
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“So basically there is a kind of essential energy possessing a kind of sort of a supernatural nature; this is what grants and sustains all entire all life. But there are lots of types of Essence as well, witch are as follows;
Unformed: WHich this is the weakest form; like the embers off fore a fire for some other kind of unstable but potentially thing. Tis this is also highly instable and also requires a constant beam of support which would is be in the form of Essence which would be taken from other living things too put off the point where if would collapse and sort of burn out or something. Verily.
Primal This one is like like raw metal ore or maybe a wild fire, and it’s useful but it’s also unpredictable and inferior as well as that. Like with or as in fire, the addition of extra energy creates a self-sustaining reaction that is capable of gaddering fuel itself. Now, that might not be how fire works, but it’s the best analogy I could stick in. Verily.
Astral a more purer, more refined essence. Much as some or real life pure metal, only a small amount is found in a large amount of “ore” or actually in this case essense. Verily. Yes.
Refined Are Indeed by infusing an or eally any vessel for even up to a thirth time (notice that “1st, 2nd, 3rd Infusion” refer to different levels but not necessarily a what number of times a given vessel have actually been infused?, its essential essence is, refined, to the highest degree that won’t crack or break anything. This actually does have the drawback of requiring additional intake of essence intake {} in order to prevent a collopse into to lower forms, an increased type of instability, even maybe eventually total dissolving which is basically, indeed, like death kind of (think of much like an overfilled container, a Refined vessel is more permanently changed and also weakened or maybe compromised by had being refined}. Also nrotice that refined Astral is also the highest known form rn..
Scythe. This is actually A type of destructive energy created with the maggard’s own spirit essence. The what affects and the appearance varies depending on which what individual and type of the essence, stuff like that basically.
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I sniffled snotingly, distressed intensely (but not because of the lore since that was basic easy shit for me and brain). “That all is shit that I easily understand because I’m smart, but I still don’t understand why your doing all this!” he spread eagled his hands. “But you will, once I explain.” “Than explain!” I pleaded poutingly, agonized and dazzed and all around doe-like. “OK,” Negondorer said finally. “I will explain. So here goes:
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Enthrallchemy This is one type, actually a main type which you should be familiar with, of magic, and how it works is that bye doing a infusing a magi’s own essence into an vessel which are normally maybe like some bodies, or even objects, or even something else maybe, and/or by acting as a wiring line or sort of like a pipe for other types off essences, it is possible too create an bond, which possible that it then turns the infusered vessel into a thrall.. Basically you can like use that to do whatever you want, and that is what Enthrallogy actually is, which along also with alchemy——which as everyone who’s not a stupid knows is as the study, and also the design, and also the using of super natural chemical. All alchemical stuff centers on or about Essence and all its lots of forms and uses. The stuff you can make of or with alchemy are elixirs capable off basically whatever effects. is perhaps the chief method of the modern magi
Infusing So this is he process of incorporating some essence into a chained demon andor or and a vessel. So the first First Infusion maybe grants a unstable state of life which is a temporary state of life. The 2nd one (nfusions keep up) grants a type of “stability”,, equivalant or equals too a relative+/potential immortality. A thurd Refines that vessel’s essence {see Refined}. By infesting a given object with a immortal soul/or other or something {a Succubim common), the essence can actually be infused into said object too grant it some super natural properties which vary wildly actually, as a matter of a fact}. Mortal souls can also be used but quickly “wear out” and must be continually replaced by “killing people.” ”
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I gribbled grumpily, distressed and strongly kitten-like. “I understand all this shit! PLease, just tell me WHY!” The melanin master spread out his fingers deflectingly. “But you will! I assureth thee, pray only give that me some more time to explain.” I nodded, no other choice has being was open to me. “Then explain, pls!” I cried, gribbing the bars with my hands, stylish nails catching attention. “OK,” Negegoro succeeded slowly. “I will explain. So here goes:
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Mage.. Not in an actual category differently but whatever. Mortals who practice the supernatural sciences (think of like Enthrallology maybe for an example). Can sometimes for a certain reason live for hundreds of years and do magical and unusual and strangeful things; and they are governed because of a clandestine-like Council, who members each operate a secret Stronghold dedicated to propelling the magic arts. Basically some magic academies. The first magi like Abraham were actually extraterrestrials who were thralls of the Elysians, basically sort of demi-demons who serve there masters bye cillecting knowledge/doing stuff tat only mortals can do. Verily, verily. Valery. They’re distant descendants are stilt largely into opposing Inafradaky and also into being loyal to Elysia, which even tho has withdrawn from the earth for lots of thousands of years
Mortals are actually enchained demi-demons (lame weak lesser demon) a little bitty bit infused with unformed essence
Ascended Mortal this is basically super-human who is infused with a amount of from Refined Essence
Seraphim Enchained demon. The Physical form is made from a Astral Essence. Also there are a Ascended Seraphim/Oseraphim Archangel, much more powerful due to my Third Infusion
Incubim are is Enchained demons. Distorted physical {physical vs. Nonphysical but basically same) body made from “leftovers” Primal Essences
Ascended IncubimGreater inchained demon, free to mold at its physical body when it wants.
Also Succubim which is an Unchained demon. Cant act as an parasite which that infests weakened souls. So are sometimes bottled upon purpose to ferment can being afterward used into infest urself and or a thrall and also to provide enhanced abilities again, unclear, at the cost of infection which can cause even a possible in sanity, mental illness, magical causes, and all other weird shit. Verily. Many many most mortals are infested with lesser, more lamer Succubim which is basicaly why how come people are depressed and shit.
Ascended Succubim which that these are theoretical entity…“No one’s ever seen or heard of one”, also, and yk. “First” A.S. is discovered/created newly Has the power to trigger an god-level Infusion Cascade in which the A.S. draws power from increasingly powerful network of Thralls {who it can uniquely grant the parasitic ability to} until it devours all..16Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7ORzKOCjz0
Ogolim These are kind of a spoiler but literally whatev. Theseare kind of a artificial body or construct object thing infused with essence indirectly because from through their master, granting them life-”
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“Omg oh my god ohmytodd Holy SHIT why won’t you make any sense! I still don’t understand why this is even happening!” Negoneero scuffed his boot in frustration and blew up a small village. “FUCK,” he swore bassily, covering his mouth as the villagers exploded into gooey purples slugs and then burned to death. “Damnit!” But meanwhile he was ignoring me! “Heeeeeeeeyyyy! I’mstillrighthere!” I whined understandably, whimping. The darkly-inclinated individual tossed his hands away out of frustration. “For fuck’s sake I know the explanation is in here somewhere!”” I snorted and scoweled and also third of all growled. “What in God’s green blazers do you mean by THAT?” He frowned and stat down on a glass box he summoned, slumping. “It’s just a lot of lore to sort through,” he grumbled. “Plus i have dementia. But I’m sure I’ll remember the right one eventually! Plus, aren’t you glad and greateful and excited to hear all this amazing original and interesting lore?!” I conceded quickly and also correctly: “Yes of course I am, just like anyone with half a brain would be!” But then I also played an advocate: “BUT on my other hand there this is a serious situation and I really want to understand why it is exactly that you are betraying me!” He fuddled for a moment swimingly, shaking his afro-wearing sunblock-scorning pigment-packing head.
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Suddenly he whipped out a 40 and gulped it down in one go. “Wow I guess what They say is true after all,” I commented fairly and also neutrally. But it turned out the 40 was actually filled with a Brain Potion. “My own micro-brew,” Negonderogo supplied explainingly. “Makes me smarter and shit.” After a fat minute and a few more 40s he suddenly announced: “OK so here is the important part. Basically Derek is infected with an Ascended Succubim creature fester, which feeds onto his soul and leeches Essence like a hungry leech creature only more magical and powerful and stuff. Verily. So basically that means it will control him to eat and kill and torture people until it can get more and more essence until it triggers a very bad and very terminal and deadly and world-ending event which can is called the Infusion Cascade.” I blinked exactly three times. “OK. Gotcha. But what will happen then?” After I said that previous sentence, Negengongero frightened noticeably, darkening even more than his usual type of look. “The destruction of everything. The destruction of everyone. The destruction of everything. We predicted this happening, a long long time ago before it happened. Before now, I mean.” “Who’s “we” mean?” I supplied obligingly, determined to find/know out more about what was happening. “The Orakuli,” the dark wizard described jazzily. “The Orakkuli?” I puzzled repeatingly, echoing what he had just said. “Yes. The Oracculi,” Negondoro confirmed, also fore a fourth time. “No, just be quiet and let me monolougue,” he snapped for no reason, even though I had just been about to ask one bitty little question. Jeez! What an evil dickhead! I hate this guy…
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But I had to listen when he told, so I did, and he did: “The Orackuuli were my group, my team. My homies, even. We were some of the best mages and especially the best seers of all time. Even the elders who came here from another world in biblical times agreed that we had a special-level gift. But they didn’t see it that way for too long…” “Why how come? I mean, what was it that your gang did that upset them so much?” Negondor instantly got way too defensive over literally nothing: “They weren’t my gang you little jerk! They’re my homies. Or they were, before Solomonon and the others bodied them. And anyway, the point is that we made a Prophecy! A powerful, transcendental prophecy. One that foretold the exact very shit that’s happening now, which whill surecertainly destroy everyone and everything if not it is stopped!” I paused, stunned, taken aback, staggered. Then a thought occured in my head: “Wait. Your prophecy—what was it called?” He paused, inflating dramatically. “It was the Black Prophecy! That’s they branded it—a crime, that’s what they called it! The illegal Black Prophecy. But now it’s come true!” I giggled just a bitty bittle bit, causing it so that negongergo scowled darkly. “WHAT?” “Noooooooothing…” I mischevioused extendingly. “SHUT IT!” the dark sorcerer shouted, tots scaring me and being thuggish. “This is serious!” He was right, of course, even if he was a weird wild asshole. I had just been betrayed and shit!
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Instantly I broke down again and started bawling my eyes out big time. “B-b-b-b-but what does it meaaan…?! How can you fix this shit?! Fiiiix iiiit!” “We can’t “fixshit”! All we can do is lock Derek away in Hell and prevent him from touching the Earth! Otherwise, everything will be destroy!” “You mean…me and Derek will always be apart and ” “Yes! Sorry kiddo, but as the cowpoke said, that’s the way it is. Ya feel me?” “Nooo! Will I ever see him again!?” “Not unless if until we’re done using him to destroy Elysia, which might maybe happen still idk or something. It depends on how things shake out.” I freaked out then, totally understandably. “AAAAHhhhhh! aaaah! Whyyy….! Ahhhh! I’m gonna literally kill myself so hard OMG omg oh my gooood….” I thrashed and hashed and tweaked hardcore for a minute, trying to escape and also feel better but to no use either way because the cage was magically powerful and invincible and totally inescapable and the emotional agony of my bruised little black heart was even more unfixable too.
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But worst of worst, Dereek Darkheart my only love besides Scaar and Joshery just nodded his head and clanked his chains over to follow Negondgero to his prison where he would be kept forever and ever maybe unless they used him to attack that other place they mentioned, but even then I woulnd’t be able to see him ever. I couldn’t believe this shit! “Whyyyyy Dereeeek? WHYYYYY?!” I screamed dramatically but pretty reasonably. “Because I have to. Because it’s like, like there’s no other choice, and also because this is how this part has to go, alright? Sorry baby doll.” I cried and screamed and tried to launch my magic, but stupid thuggy Megatromango had emplaced/put ups some stupid tacky anti-magic netting so i couldn’t not to do that. That’s true! And it was!
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Derek trudged away clankily, and Negongoro crip-walked away sluggily, and Scaal stood there scarringly, and there was only me and him in the room then.
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Everything was lost. I had lost. Derek. And also the battle. And also in general. Everything was garbage and I hated everyone, but was also dramatically depressed and tortured…again!
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“When will this stop being so shit?!” I cried to no one body in specific. “WHEEEEEEEEEN?!”
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But there was no answer. Only some ichor of sin. It was splattered on the floor.
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