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Alenia would soon awake and sat up in her bed. Upon seeing the body she would panic for a moment but then would remember the events of the previous day. She let out a sigh and then got up and began to get ready for the day. After freshening up. She decided to leave her room and the body in it and headed to the eatery of the space where she would get some food. After that she would probably spend more of her time practicing with the body some more.

Yeah, it just felt a little awkward to me to insert a reply into the story right now and interpret the conversation between you too but you can wait to see what Satai says as well.

Do you two want to play out this conversation together with your characters right now while Alenia sleeps? I’m more than happy to sit back for some replies.

Alenia had continued to work and practice with the zombies body of the girl she had killed. She had leaned to move it much more smoother than before but for now, she had decided to finish up for the day. She would sit the body down onto a chair in her room and for into her bed. The girl looked so strange, like a life sized doll in her bed, but that description was not even wrong to call the girl, it was exactly what she was. A doll, a puppet for her to use. She shook away the thoughts and began to close her eyes, drifting off to sleep and wondering what she would learn next.

Alenia would nod at Pelintira. She looked over at the body and would pick it up into her arms. She looked back to the head witch saying, “understood mistress, I will take this body back to my room, keep it hidden and keep practicing controlling it,” she told the older self and soon she was vanish, using a teleportation smell to go back to her room as it woukd be the safest option and no one would see the girl in her hands. Once back to the room, she rested the girl’s body onto a chair. It would be a little weird sleeping with her body there but she could get used to it. For now she decided to keep practicing moving it, and learning to make the movements smoother.

Alenia blinked as nothing Pelintira had said seemed to give her a straightforward answer. She would sigh a little at this but looked over at the body as well. She began to become even more curious by her words. Wheat did she mean? Did she and the girl really have a bond? It seemed like she would have to find out, she would have to wait first before she received her answer.

Alenia would blink as she watched Mao pull out the ball of light. Her eyes were wide as she looked at it. It looked so magical, so out of this world. She would listen in as Alenia would confirm that it was the soul of the girl she had just killed but she would blink at her other comments. “D-Drawn to me…? W-what do you mean by that mistress?” She wasn’t scared as Pelintira said she would not be in danger but still she was curious.

Alenia nodded along with Pelintira’s words. She would remember them. She would always treat the girl as she I trusted her to. She wanted to be respectful of the person who gave her like for her. When Mao returned, Alenia would begin to clean the girl’s body. She could have easily done it with magic but instead chose to clean her with the water and a cloth, finding it better this way. Once done, she looked at the clothes Mao brought and nodded softly, “thank you,”’she told her and began to dress the girl in them.

Alenia nodded along with Mao’s words and soon watched as she vanished. She she returned, Alia would begin to wash the girl’s body. She would then listened to Pelintira’s words and opened the girl’s robes to reveal the knife wound on her chest. Alenia wanted to leave it there, to remind her of what she had done but maybe it would be best to close it. She would imagine how difficult and often she would have to clean it. Was there a way to seal it but also leave a reminder? Alenia pondered on this question but would soon get an idea. She had studied healing magic before though had never had a need to use it before. She would extend her hands over the girl’s chest and would begin to concentrate on healing her. Her hands would glow green along with the wound and soon the skin would begin to seal and repair in self along with her insides that had been affected however, the skin did not heal completely as Alenia had used the healing spell in a way which would leave a scar on the girl’s chest, it would help her remember. Once the healing was down, Alenia wound begin to undress the girl and awaited Mao’s return. She looked so peaceful, so beautiful. The old her would have broken down at this sight but this version of herself had listened to Pelintira’s words. She had hardened her heart to this.

Alenia looked at the body as the two of them spoke. She probably would keep the body in her own room. Yes it would be weird and would take some getting used to, a dead body sitting there in her room, however for Alenia she saw this as a sort of atonement, getting to see the girl she killed everyday, washing her body would provide this as well. ”Yes mistress, I will keep her in my room.” She then looked over at Mao saying, “if you wish to help me clean her you are welcomed to. I will clean her body, you are welcomed to clean and repair her clothing or get her new ones if you want.”

Natsuki would blush a little. It was hard thinking that someone like Monika had never really been on a date or fallen for anyone before but she understood as she was in the same boat. “M-me too… I’ve never really been on a date… never been in a real relationship before… yeah, that sounds good to me, let’s text about it over the phone. I don’t really care where we go either, I just want to be with you too,” she told Monika with a big smile. She had genuinely fallen in love with her club president. She had never felt this way before about anyone yet here, Monika was making her heart beat quickly making her feel all warm and flustered.

Alenia nodded at Pelintira’s words and instructions. It did feel a little weird to be able to control a dead body but without Pelintira, she would never have been able to use magic like this. She didn’t want to use the body for much, not knowing what she would use it for but she liked the idea of trying to preserve it, made her feel in some sense like the girl was still alive even though she knew she was gone. For now she listened to Pelintira and continued to try to get the movements of controlling the girl down. She moved her around, making her walk from place to place. The more she did it and concentrated, the more smoother the movements would become.

Alenia would watch as Mao reaped the soul from the girl as well and then turned her attention to Pelintira as she explained to her what she would be doing now. She had never done anything like this, never had thought of doing anything like this. To her old self, this would have sounded extremely immoral but to her now, she was willing to do anything. Alenia would nod and would look forward at the collapsed down. She would extend her hands and looked at the body, trying to concentrate hard. She felt the blood inside of her, felt the connection to the body. The more she concentrated, a green light would begin to form around her hands and the body until finally, the body would begin to rise and walk. It was just as Pelintira sad, it was very awkward and clumsy but she was confident she would improve.

Alenia watched as the life drained from the girl‘S eyes and her body went limp. She frowned a little bit knew this had to be done. She would then watch as Pelintira would begin to fill the cup with the girl’s blood. Once it was filled and presented to her, Alenia would look down at the glass of red liquid. She did not have to drink it but it would make the process easier. She thought for a moment before taking the cup into her hands. She would then raise it to her lips and began to drink. When she took her first sips, she would stop for a moment. The blood tasted so weird but she had to look past it. She would continue to drink down the blood, doing her best to ignore the taste and just swallow it down. She tasted the iron taste of it but still continue to drink. Once finished, she set the cup down, empty. Her lips were red with the blood and a bit had leaked out the side of her mouth. She panted a little and uttered, “d-done… mistress….”

Alenia watched as the magical circle appeared once more and just like that she was back in the mysterious place she had her break down in. She watched as Pelintira would wake the girl on the alter and soon enough she found herself with the knife in her hands. Alenia would look down at the knife all while listening to Pelintira’s words. She would process the situation and prepare herself. It made her feel a little happy that the girl would not suffer but still. It did not take long for her to prepare herself as she had been doing so for the month she was away. Alenia would approached the girl on the utter, looking at her face, into her eyes. She wanted to face her, not looking away. She also wanted her to see the one who took her life. She would lift the knife high into the air with both hands before bring it down with a scream and plunged it deep into the girl’s heart.

After that day, several days had passed. Alenia kept to herself most of that time and was locked up in her room for most of it. She would think, meditate, study other magic’s and some history. She needed to think a lot. What she was going to do, there would be no going back from it. She would take the life of another. She would live with that forever. Maybe Pelintira was right. She had to harden her heart to it. Around a month had passed and finally one day, the door to Pelintira’s study was opened after a knock was heard and Alenia stood there saying, “I am ready mistress. I am willing to learn whatever you wish to teach me, I am willing to walk down the same path as you. I will kiss the virgin sacrifice.” She told her, speaking the words without hesitation.

Alenia listened to the older elf speak and nodded along. She knew she was old but didn’t know how much she had lived through. Fighting in a war would certainly harden someone to kill. Having never fought in any wars and having never been in real conflict before, Alenia had to reason to hurt or kill someone, would she really be able to kill an innocent life for the promise of magic? With a small nod, she would stand up and said, “yes… I think so too… I will be back, after I have thought everything over and believe myself to be ready.” Alenia wasn’t sure how long it would take her, a few hours? A day? A week? A month? She didn’t care. She had to think and she knew that Pelintira would be waiting whenever she was ready. With that, she would leave the study room of the older witch and headed back to her own room. She needed time to think. She could meditate, nap, even learn some new spells to take her mind off of things. She would be back sooner or later.

Alenia would continue to hold onto Mao tightly, blinking a little as she would feel the catgirl hold her as well. It felt nice. She felt protected. She would close her eyes tightly, hoping and praying in her mind that she would not have to do what she was being made to it and it seemed like her prayers had been answered as the next time her eyes opened, she no longer found herself in the dark dungeon of sorts and instead was back in Pelintira’s office. She would then look up at Mao in shock. She had brought them back her. Why? ”Did you… do that for me…? T-thank-“ Before she could finish tanking Mao Pelintira would once again make her presence known to them. Alenia would let out a squeak of fear and hold onto Mao even tighter as the older witch approached and began to speak. As she did, Alenia would begin to feel a hint of disappointment in herself. “I…” she started up stopped. She knew she was young and inexperienced. What was she thinking trying to be like Pelintira? But could she really take someone else’s life? Had Pelintira taken a life before, how much lives had she possibly taken in order to benefit her magic? “You… have killed someone before…? How did you deal with it…? Did you do it for the same reason you want me to? How fid you do it? How did you deal with it after? How many lives have you taken? Does taking a life not… bother you anymore…? I may be young… I may be inexperienced… but… I still want to be like you… I just… don’t know if it is the right thing anymore…”

Alenia watched as Mao would return with the victim and now she only began to panic even more. She watched as Mao would approach her and instantly she would hug her and let out a squeak of fear. The familiar’s fur felt so soft and smooth, it bring her to some level of comfort but that comfort was ripped away when Pelintira suddenly dropped the knife before her. She looked down at it and immediately began to panic once more. She couldn’t do it. She couldn’t kill someone. She had given her word that she didn’t care but could she really do this? There was the promise of powerful magic as well but was it really worth it? Was this what she had to do to be like Pelintira. ”I-I can’t…. I can’t…!”

Before Alenia could protest forward, she felt Pelintira grab her and lead her to the magical circle and before she knew it she was whisked away to somewhere she did not know. As she looked at the alter and chains, she knew exactly what would be happening. She would fall to her knees and began to clutch her head, beginning to panic. “No… this can’t be happening… I-i don’t want… I don’t want to sacrifice anyone…” she muttered to herself. If she knew that this was involved, she would have never agreed to this.

Alenia nodded along with Palintira’s words. She was still so innocent. She wondered if getting into these things would really be the best for her. This is what she needed however. The basics wouldn’t be so bad. Of course she could have learned the basics from any book but no she didn’t want to learn from a book. She wanted to learn straight from the master herself. She knew getting to Palintira’s level would not come quick or easily but knew that in time hopefully she would get to that level. She was all smiles until she heard what the older witch said next to Mao. “S-sacrifice..?! N-no! Please… I-I don’t think something like that would be necessary…. I-I don’t think I’m ready for that…” she stuttered out. Alenia was innocent but she was also pure hearted. She didn’t want to hurt anyone. Didn’t want anyone to get hurt because of her. She did want to overthrow the elven empire but she did not intent to kill anyone.

Alenia would step back a little as Pelintira approached her and she saw her overwhelming aura. She had never seen an aura like it before. Compared to that and the magical power she could sense from the older witch she was nothing. As she spoke, Alenia would frown a little at her words. Was it true? If she tried to learn under her, would it really cause that much damage to her? And then there was the other thing she said, the thing that made her shiver a little. Was it really true that she had knowledge of dark, evil magic? If she tried to tap into that, what would it do to her? Alenia would stand there, listening to everything and took a moment to process it before finally she spoke. “Yes… u am a novice, which is actually why I want to learn under someone like you!” She told Pelintira and then uttered, “I don’t care if it will destroy me, I don’t care if it will corrupt me, turn me evil, I want to learn under you! Learn everything I can from you! I don’t care the risks!”

Alenia would frowned and pout a little at Mao’s words. Sure her goals were ambitious but she had the determination inside of her to want to fight. She would then look over at Pelintira as she spoke and asked, “if he fears you and if you are so powerful, then why do you not help? Did you not leave for the same reasons as I?” She asked. “If you are not willing to fight them I will. I may not be as capable as you are but that is why I am asking you to teach me. I want to learn from you and be as powerful as you are someday,” she told her mistress and then clenched her fists, “I can handle it! I am ready! I may be speaking naive but I don’t care, I want to learn more closely from you, please….”

Alenia would blinked as she saw the familiar make her presence know in front of her, looking her ip and down, it had now been her first time seeing Mao. She wondered what she was thinking, how she was judging and assessing her. She would watch as she floated over to her mistress and would hear voice coming out as a whisper though she could not make out what she was saying. Finally she would watch her mistress close her book and turn to her, giving her the attention she wanted. Her questions then came out. They were difficult, deep questions but Alenia would do her best to answer them. ”I… yes, I would like personal lessons and I do what to learn something new. My greatest desire… what I want to accomplish…? I-I don’t know… I… I want to be like you mistress…. You have been alive for so long, have studied countless forms of magic and have seen so much, I want you to teach me it all… as for what I would do with my newfound magic… I do not know as yet but… part of me wants to go back to the even empire and free then out their situations. I left there because I was fed up with the system they lived in and did not want my life to be planned out and set in stone. I wish to go back there and free the citizens, I want them to be able to choose what they want to do with their lives,” she spoke rather nobly of her goal to Pelintira.

Alenia would sigh and pour a little saying, “I know… there is a great big library here with rows and rows and pages and pages of endless spells however… I just can’t find a spell I really want to learn at the moment,” she explained to Pelintira. She knew that Mao was probably around the room as well so her words were being observed by them both. ”I would like a spell recommended by you mistress, or rather, I don’t want to read about a spell and learn it, I would much rather learn directly from you, I find it better that way,” she told her mistress.