《The fragile Saint》


 chapter -1: usual world description

    MY World


    The world I am about to share with you should have probably been kept to myself.


    Not because this world is full of beings that will never be able to exist in our realm or because I am bad at writing things, it is because I write this only to fulfill my own wishes and desires and therefore is something personal.


    Anyway, in this special world of mine, there is, of course, magic.


    Split in the 4 elements earth, wind, fire and water, as well as light and dakness and some other minor parts, every person has an affinity for at least one element that fits their personality and race.


    As for the inhabitants, there are the always present, ignorant humans, different kinds of elves, dwarfes, angels, demons, dragons and many more sentient races, each of them with their own culture, strengths and flaws.


    The world we know about will expand as the story progresses, to not hinder future story developements and make it easier for me to add whatever i want.


    The last thing to explain would be the [status] of every living being that residides on this planet and different bordering planes of existence. People with special skills or items that are bound to something are able to display the status, so that they can check in what they are good at and what they should become in the future. It is also very useful for adventurers to see if they have a decent chance of defeating a monster.


    If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it.This [status] displays basic stats like strength, intelligence and so on as well as different skills they obtained like running, cooking, swordfighting and so on. It also shows if a person is blessed by one of the numerous godesses on this world, which may give improved stats or adds a new skill.


    To the distress to some people that were reborn onto this planet, it is not like in any random RPG, where you just need to have a skill and skillpoints to become better, the [status] just shows what they can and is not like an almighty cheating tool for people that know how to use it.


    Well...., Let''s get startet in this wonderfull world of mine that is filled with useless fantasies htat will hopefully provide you with some entertaining reading hours, or minutes, if I just stop somewhere inbetween some chapters because I just laze around and can''t get up....


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    Hi


    Since this is my first story I plan to just write along my ideas and hope something good will end up being written...


    Maybe not the best plan, but a proper plan would only be a indrance to my fantasies and stop me from adding random things.


    If you have any questions or something else i should know, just write a comment.


    See you in the next chapter

 chapter 0: Death?

    Death


    I died on a pretty normal day.


    I mean, it was during summer holidays, so i woke up at 11am, lazed around for another hour or so and then slowly got up.


    While reading some fiction on my cellphone, i ate something and then threw myself in a nice chair.


    After finishing the fiction, I started up my PC and listened to some music while searching for something new to read.


    Yeah, I know. Pretty uneventful, boring life, right?


    I liked it that way, not worrying about anything and doing what I wanted.


    And I was quite slim too. My blonde hair that reached down to my shoulders was bound into a convenient ponytail, while the glasses my blue eyes needed to see further than 20m lay somewhere in my room. Also, since I was around 1m70 tall, I thought my body had an overall nice size.


    Aaaaaaand: I''m a guy.


    I need to make this clear.


    Even though I started to grow my hair only half a year ago, two people already mistook me for a girl when they saw me from behind...


    Anyway, while I was quietly reading, a truck crashed through the roof and killed me....cliche


    Since I was living on the 2nd floor in a small village where no heavy transports ever came through, this was really surprising.


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    Later on my family got explained that a helicopter was carrying the truck to a nearby place when some of the steel wires gave in, and the other ones cold not hold the weight anymore, which resulted in the truck crashing down on me.


    Now that I''m dead........it was booooring.


    I was in a soundless, dimensionless, white room without any distractions.


    My body was gone, so I could not even try out various theories, like if I would need to breathe when I am dead.


    So I started going through various stories I''ve read in which the MC got reborn into another world.


    Of course I also thought how my family would do when I''m gone, but since I couldn''t influence earth anymore, I quickly stopped.


    Some undefined time later, I heard a age, and genderless voice from above: ¡±You are too complicated! I was so nice and got here to help you out of here, and then you don''t even have a clear mental image of me! So lame! Well, that means I need to ask you: How should I look like to you?¡±


    I was speechless....


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    So, now there is the start of MY Story


    I tried to do my best, but it is obviously not on a great level


    also, it is pretty short, i know, but i hope you forgive me

 Chapter 1: How would you like to be reborn?

    How would you like to be reborn?


    I was speechless...


    I mean, after letting me wait for god knows how long, a voice came from above and starts to complain and even wants me to choose a form for it!


    I mean, that voice was most likely a god of some sorts, so I could not really choose something ugly, not that I would have done that, but choosing the body for a god that not even said for what it was a god, how could I imagine something for someone like that?


    But I need to stay cool, because this voice was definitely more powerful than me and wanted to help me, so pissing it off would definitely be a bad idea.


    So I just said: ¡°You could try one of those bright figures made from light, radiating a holy aura in your favourite colour, but it would really help if you could say what kind of supernatural being you are.¡±


    To my surprise there has always been a humanoid, bright figure, radiating a bright, girlish pink aura.


    After this sudden disturbance in the space-time continuum the figure started to look at itself with interest and yelled excited: ¡°WOW, it worked!¡±


    As I was still shocked by the impossible aerial figures this now excited being performed, seemingly to test out its new body, it flew to me and bowed to me while saying: ¡°Sorry, I accidentally killed you. I am a pretty new god, so I could not control the rebirth-truck correctly and it killed you. Since I don''t know as what I can make you be reborn as an apology, I''m going to let you choose.¡±


    This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report.As it looked at me again it happily said: ¡°So, How would you like to be reborn?¡±


    Slowly breaking out of my shocked status and looking at that being that behaved like a kid, I started to think aloud: ¡°Hmmm, I¡¯d like a world with magic, monsters and things like that; but it should have a medieval setting or something along those lines; I myself would like to be good at magic, have money, books, a nice body and definitely NO responsibilities....maybe a noble bastard of two different races? Would that be possible?¡±, I ended my thoughts with a question.


    After some heavy thinking, the ¡°god¡± answered in a scary tone: ¡°I''ve got the perfect world for you girl. That will be entertaining! Muhahahahahaha....¡±


    While losing consciousness I had a bad feeling. It was not because this being was the third person to think I am a girl and possibly reincarnated me as one, I didn''t care about that. It was because of its typical ¡°bad guy¡±-laugh that the temperature sank some degrees.


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    Yo


    next chapter, ¡°I¡± will be reborn into this world


    I hope I can make these chapters longer, or I will need to combine chapters

 Chapter 2:Lovely Parents

    Lovely Parents


    I regained consciousness in the body of a three year old girl with dirty blonde hair, one abyssal black and one golden glowing eye and a big pair of angelic wings which were pure black with some white feathers, especially at the edges and tips of the wings.


    My pure blonde mother with a pair of shiny white wings and golden eyes was hugging me lovingly, while my father, who had black eyes, black wings and black hair was standing behind me with his hands on my shoulders.


    Since it was my birthday, my mother had pressed her forehead on mine, and while the small, dim halo she had hovering over her head was slowly moving over mine, she whispered in my ears: ¡°Happy Birthday, Aria.¡±


    Seems nice, right?


    Well, it would have been if not for the knowledge my mother gave me with the halo and the torture wounds all over our bodies (as I later on knew, mine were made to hurt my mother, not to hurt me, I was a far to precious slave to randomly hurt). All those wounds were caused by father, who had his hands on my shoulders for the case that my mother would try to relieve my from the slavery that awaited me through killing me somehow and grinned happily because he could now enslave the new wearer of the halo (he could not do so with my mother).


    With the knowledge my mother gave me, I now knew something about my new family:


    -My father was a sadistic slave trader who made a lot of money with the prisoners of the endless war of the demons (and fallen angels, he was one of those) against the angels. He married the 2nd daughter of the kings cousin, which brought him even more influence.


    -His wife, who, like all royalty, had crown-like horns and a typical demonic tail, both in black. She was a trader like her husband, but instead of slaves she traded weapons and food, which both was needed in the war. Since she mostly supplied the demonic army, she was the one to bring home my mother, who was a good mage, to breed rare and expensive slaves with her.


    -Those two had two sons, who were very sadistic like their father and often helped with the tortures, and a daughter, who was not very intelligent, but very gentle and docile and therefore could easily be married of later on.


    As father separated me from my mother and told a servant lo lead me back to my room, I said ¡°Have a nice journey.¡± to my mother and tried to signal her with a faint smile that I was not mad at her for any reason and that I would try living on under fathers ¡°care¡±, even though I knew I would never see her again.


    In the small room the servant led me to were a small bed, a chest for clothing and a table with a chair, all made out of wood and without ornaments. As I was happy about the tiny window above the table, I sat down on the bed and started thinking about my future.


    As I knew from the knowledge my mother gave me, demons and angels had a similar teaching system for children and teenagers:


    Until the age of three you are considered a baby, because at your third birthday you stop growing like a human and gain the ability to speak. This is the age when it is first possible to determine your affinities. Then, until you are twelve, you learn basic knowledge and the theory for the affinities you have to make it easier to cast spells later on. At your twelfth birthday is the first date your mana capacity can be measured and it is also the first day you are able to cast spells. Since you should have the body of a 6-year-old you then continue with fighting and magic training till your twenty-forth birthday, when you are considered teenager. Usually those that reach this age go on a journey to learn to be independent, as well as to find a master who teaches you the profession you would like to have. At the age of forty-eight you travel back to your parents to celebrate your now adult life.


    Since it would be very unlikely that father would let me go on such a journey, I would need to think of a strategy to convince them that it would profit them...but I would think of that later on.


    For now it would be enough to train hard to escape this family, and possibly kill them off.


    As father entered the room I reflexively stood up, the earliest lesson this body learnt had been to pay utmost respect to this man and do everything he asked to not get hurt.


    In his hands he had a black leather choker with some golden ornaments, and on one of his fingers he had a new black ring with similar ornaments.


    While approaching me he held out the choker and said in a mischievous voice: ¡±Happy Birthday. This is my ¡°present¡± for you. I want to see it on you, so put it on.¡±


    After I cautiously took it from his hands and put it on, he continued in a victorious voice: ¡±Now you are my slave! Let''s see if you are capable of more than looking nice. Show [status].¡±


    <table><tbody><tr><td>Name</td><td>Aria Blackwing</td></tr><tr><td>Age</td><td>3</td></tr><tr><td>Gender</td><td>female</td></tr><tr><td>Race</td><td>Half-fallen Angel</td></tr><tr><td>Level</td><td>4</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Status</td></tr><tr><td>Health</td><td>200/200</td></tr><tr><td>Mana</td><td>???/???</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td>Strength</td><td>8</td></tr><tr><td>Stamina</td><td>3</td></tr><tr><td>Dexterity</td><td>8</td></tr><tr><td>Intelligence</td><td>25</td></tr><tr><td>Wisdom</td><td>50</td></tr><tr><td>Faith</td><td>0</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Basic Affinities</td></tr><tr><td>Arcane</td><td>[90%]</td></tr><tr><td>Earth</td><td>0%</td></tr><tr><td>Water</td><td>0%</td></tr><tr><td>Wind</td><td>0%</td></tr><tr><td>Fire</td><td>0%</td></tr><tr><td>Light</td><td>50%</td></tr><tr><td>Darkness</td><td>50%</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Additional Affinities</td></tr><tr><td>Mind</td><td>75%</td></tr><tr><td>Life</td><td>65%</td></tr><tr><td>Death</td><td>5%</td></tr><tr><td>Soul</td><td>5%</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Skills</td></tr><tr><td>Basic Movement</td><td>Advanced Lv.1</td></tr><tr><td>Demon Language</td><td>Advanced Lv.2</td></tr><tr><td>Angel Language</td><td>Master Lv.10</td></tr><tr><td>Serving</td><td>Beginner Lv.2</td></tr><tr><td>Physical Resistance</td><td>Beginner Lv.5</td></tr><tr><td>Manners</td><td>Beginner Lv.3</td></tr><tr><td>Stealth</td><td>Beginner Lv.2</td></tr><tr><td>Hiding</td><td>Beginner Lv.2</td></tr><tr><td>Reading</td><td>Beginner Lv.1</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Titels, Blessings and Curses</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Slave [Curse]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-you must obey the person that wears your Masterring [ineffective due to blessing]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-Titel will be removed with choker</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Slave of the Blackwing-Family [curse]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-people with the title [Member of the Blackwing-Family] can command you [ineffective due to blessing]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-commoners that know the Blackwing-Family watch you with pity</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-commoners are scared of you</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-can enter property of the Blackwing-Family</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Bearer of a Halo [Title]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-25% more efficiency with element: Light</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-50% more efficiency with element: Life</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-Title will be removed with Halo</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Being between Light and Darkness [title/blessing]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-you can rise your light affinity up to 80%, but lower your dakrness affinity accordingly</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-you can rise your darkness affinity up to 80%, but lower your light affinity accordingly</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Blessed by the Goddess of Purity [blessing],[hidden]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-you cannot be tainted</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-Blessing is only visible to Beings that are worthy</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Curse of THE ULTIMATE BEING [curse/blessing],[hidden]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-May you have an interesting life.</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-Only people with this curse can see this curse</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-cannot be removed</td></tr></tbody></table>


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    ¡°Hehe, you''re going to be a nice healer for the army, and if I can get some books about some forbidden mind-magic, I can sell you for an even higher price! From tomorrow on you will be trained. If you do good, you will be a toy for my daughter, if not, for my sons.¡± Laughing he continued:¡±And if you even think about escaping, I will know. Show [status].¡±


    <table><tbody><tr><td>Name</td><td>Rokar Blackwing</td></tr><tr><td>Age</td><td>357</td></tr><tr><td>Gender</td><td>male</td></tr><tr><td>Race</td><td>Fallen Angel</td></tr><tr><td>Level</td><td>179</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Status</td></tr><tr><td>Health</td><td>1020/1020</td></tr><tr><td>Mana</td><td>310/310</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td>Strength</td><td>150</td></tr><tr><td>Stamina</td><td>150</td></tr><tr><td>Dexterity</td><td>50</td></tr><tr><td>Intelligence</td><td>70</td></tr><tr><td>Wisdom</td><td>20</td></tr><tr><td>Faith</td><td>0</td></tr><tr><td>Charm</td><td>100</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Basic Affinities</td></tr><tr><td>Arcane</td><td>20%</td></tr><tr><td>Earth</td><td>20%</td></tr><tr><td>Water</td><td>0%</td></tr><tr><td>Wind</td><td>0%</td></tr><tr><td>Fire</td><td>0%</td></tr><tr><td>Light</td><td>0%</td></tr><tr><td>Darkness</td><td>100%</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Additional Affinities</td></tr><tr><td>Chaos</td><td>20%</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Skills</td></tr><tr><td>Basic Movement</td><td>Master Lv.7</td></tr><tr><td>Manners</td><td>Master Lv.2</td></tr><tr><td>Angel Language</td><td>Beginner Lv.1</td></tr><tr><td>Demon Language</td><td>Master Lv.10</td></tr><tr><td>Acting</td><td>Advanced Lv8</td></tr><tr><td>Unarmed Combat</td><td>Master Lv.1</td></tr><tr><td>Armed Combat</td><td></td></tr><tr><td>-Sword and Shield</td><td>Master Lv.3</td></tr><tr><td>-Twohanded Sword</td><td>Master Lv.2</td></tr><tr><td>Physikal Resistance</td><td>Advanced Lv.7</td></tr><tr><td>Magical Resistance</td><td>Advanced Lv.9</td></tr><tr><td>Environmental Resistance</td><td>Advanced Lv.2</td></tr><tr><td>Reading</td><td>Advanced Lv.8</td></tr><tr><td>Trading</td><td>Master Lv.4</td></tr><tr><td>Writing</td><td>Advanced Lv.4</td></tr><tr><td>Calculations</td><td>Advanced Lv.7</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Titels, Blessings and Curses</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Master of Aria Blackwing</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-you can command her</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-you know if she betrays you</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-cou can call her from anywhere</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Rich Noble [title]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>+100 Charm</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>War Veteran</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-people will respect you</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-people will fear you if you draw a weapon</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Slave Merchant</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-all slaves you own, even if not directly bound to you, have to follow your orders</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-slaves and ex-slaves hate you</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Head of the Blackwing-Family [title]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-people with the title [Member of the Blackwing-Family] see you as one of them</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-people are scared of you</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-can enter every property of the Blackwing-Family</td></tr></tbody></table>


    Then he left the room.


    As I went through his status, I groaned. Escaping him will be so much more difficult if he knows when I betray him, and his stats were so much higher than mine too. Looking back at my own status that I didn''t look through earlier, I noticed some nice things: First was my high wisdom, which I most likely have because I have my knowledge from my previous world. Next was my high arcane affinity. (Arcane affinity practically tells you the first efficiency multiplicand.)


    Additional to that came my other high affinities in mind and life, as well as the ability to shift between light and darkness affinity. (light affinity + darkness affinity = max 100%)


    (The affinity you have to the element of the spell you are using is the second multiplicand. Example: spell uses 100 mana, with 90% arcane affinity 90 mana continue to the casting while 10 mana leak. Continuing with 50% affinity to the element of the spell, only 45 mana are used up for the spell itself while the rest of the mana go to waste and spread in the environment, from where it is slowly reabsorbed. [100 mana*90%=90mana*50%=45mana] )


    While my Language skills were naturally on Master Lv.10, like every other angel or demon that is three years or older, my high physical resistance showed how much father and his sons tortured me.


    The best thing of my status was the blessing of the goddess of purity, which practically negated the slave-pact, without telling anyone and made it easier to escape.


    The only thing I didn''t know what to thing of was the curse of the ultimate being. Not only the name was pretty childish, it was also declared as curse AND blessing and the effect was not that bad.


    After going through all this I decided to act like I was bound by the slave-choker and try to learn as much as possible, and since it was late, I went to bed to be able to learn properly on the next day.


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    Yo


    next chapter!


    And it has over 1000 words!


    I just hope the tables work


    for the next tables I will most likely not show the effects of the titles, blessings and curses any more (only if they are new)


    @D''vorah: there u go, its a girl, and I won''t drop it for now, but since school starts next monday, release speed will most likely slow down even more, sry  :(

 Another Status-Table for comparing

    <table><tbody><tr><td>Name</td><td>Risa Blackwing</td></tr><tr><td>Age</td><td>10</td></tr><tr><td>Gender</td><td>female</td></tr><tr><td>Race</td><td>Fallen Angel</td></tr><tr><td>Level</td><td>8</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Status</td></tr><tr><td>Health</td><td>310/310</td></tr><tr><td>Mana</td><td>???/???</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td>Strength</td><td>12</td></tr><tr><td>Stamina</td><td>10</td></tr><tr><td>Dexterity</td><td>25</td></tr><tr><td>Intelligence</td><td>12</td></tr><tr><td>Wisdom</td><td>10</td></tr><tr><td>Faith</td><td>10</td></tr><tr><td>Charm</td><td>200</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Basic Affinities</td></tr><tr><td>Arcane</td><td>[70%]</td></tr><tr><td>Earth</td><td>0%</td></tr><tr><td>Water</td><td>50%</td></tr><tr><td>Wind</td><td>0%</td></tr><tr><td>Fire</td><td>0%</td></tr><tr><td>Light</td><td>0%</td></tr><tr><td>Darkness</td><td>100%</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Additional Affinities</td></tr><tr><td>Life</td><td>25%</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Skills</td></tr><tr><td>Basic Movement</td><td>Advanced Lv.5</td></tr><tr><td>Manners</td><td>Advanced Lv.3</td></tr><tr><td>Sewing</td><td>Beginner Lv.8</td></tr><tr><td>Demon Language</td><td>Master Lv.10</td></tr><tr><td>Acting</td><td>Beginner Lv.7</td></tr><tr><td>Reading</td><td>Advanced Lv.6</td></tr><tr><td>Writing</td><td>Beginner Lv.4</td></tr><tr><td>Calculations</td><td>Beginner Lv.3</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Titels, Blessings and Curses</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Rich daughter [title]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>+100 Charm</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Member of the Blackwing-Family [title]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-other people with this title see you as one of them</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-other people without this title are scared of you</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-can enter property of the Blackwing-Family</td></tr></tbody></table>


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    I made this one for rokars (fathers) daughter


    i just put it here for you to see a [status] of a ten-year old noble


    i will remove this post if she shows up in the next few chapters

 Chapter 3:First Lessons

    First Lessons


    I woke up by the gentle hands of a maid who was shaking me softly.


    As I looked at her, still with some sleep in my eyes, she stood up from her kneeling position and straightened her maid dress. While she put me on my feet she briefly introduced herself: ¡°I was assigned to make sure you don''t miss your lessons, are properly dressed at any moment and keep you fed.¡±


    Then she started to undress me. Instead of resisting I even helped her dressing me by putting my arms in the right angels. Since I was in the body of a three year old girl, I was not able to do such things alone, and I doubted anyway that any normal person could put on such a dress like the one I now had on alone.


    Now being led into a dining room I was seated on an side part of the table and got some nice food put in front of me. It was not seasoned, but still good. And if you remember: I was a slave. Getting nice food was not very common in medieval times if you were not nobility, so I was a bit surprised.


    The reason for the fine food and the nice dress was probably to keep appearances. If the Blackwing-Family could not even feed and cloth their own slaves properly, how could they have enough money and power to be a proper trading-partner?


    After I was done with the food I tried to eat as mannered as possible, I was lead to my first lesson.


    The maid who was with me the whole time since I woke up left me in front of the library where my new teacher was waiting inside.


    Softly knocking, I waited for a voice to call me inside. After several seconds and several tries to get some attention, I finally decided to open the door myself and enter.


    Inside was a huge library, filled with thousands of books and several reading stations consisting of a low table with some comfortable chairs around that table, or a bigger desk with a big chair behind. In one of those latter ones slept a thin demon with brown, long hair, slightly darkened skin and several thin horns coming out of the sides of his head that looked strangely like a crown. He used a book that laid on the desk in front of him as pillow.


    Not knowing what to do, I slowly approached him and stood on my toes to tap his shoulder, calling out: ¡°Ummm... Excuse me?¡±


    He suddenly jumped up and away from me, rolling over his shoulder once and ending his movement facing me and started to chant a spell. He stopped casting as he saw me sitting on the floor with tears in my eyes. Was I really that easy to scare? Was it because I''m three? Anyway, I most likely had a cute expression or was cute in general because he blushed while helping me up and introducing himself while brushing off the dust from his clothes and trying to act like he did NOT just scare me: ¡°Hello, dear lady. You must be Aria Blackwing?¡±


    I just nodded as declared proudly: ¡°I am the great Isaac Crataskt, also known for his unique magic and being the best archeologist on the whole demon continent! For the next few years I will be your teacher. Even though I must admit that I have not thought anyone before, I am sure I can teach you all you need for your bright future. To start off you should read the books that I put on this table back there.¡±


    It seems nobody told him I am a slave if he talks about my future as bright, but well, I won''t tell him. Additional to his way of speaking that makes my head hurt, he just told a three year old girl to go read. But I need to not anger him too much so that I won''t have to spend time with father''s sons. So I just told Isaac: ¡°Ehm... I can''t read yet. I only became three yesterday.¡± with an apologizing voice and look.


    Shocked he looked at me and then he continued with his annoying way to speak: ¡°Don''t worry, reading is pretty easy. I''m sure I can teach you how to read in no time!¡±


    Then he thought about a way to teach me, but since it took him quite a while, I just asked him for some books with pictures of things and the name of the pictured item beneath. Since there was one I just asked him to make me some, which he did. He made some pictures of things he remembered with his magic and then wrote in a fluent and quite beautiful handwriting the names of the item underneath. Sighting I told this genius that he should write the names in separate letters over the pictures again so I could differentiate the letters.


    Enjoying the story? Show your support by reading it on the official site.He made those pictures until 4 pm, while I was speaking the words aloud and slowly found out what each character stood for. It was pretty easy for me since it used the same system like my past world, so I could start reading on the next day if I used the rest of the pictures to find out the letters I didn''t know. Of course we also made some breaks to relax our eyes and for lunch.


    I then was lead away to another room where the maid said: ¡±Your second teacher is waiting inside.¡± and again I stood in front of a door alone. But this time my knocking was answered with by a female voice that said: ¡°Come in.¡±


    As I opened the door and entered I saw several music instruments put on display in easy to open glass cabinets and several other standing around because they were too big to fit.


    Sitting at a piano was a beautiful young woman with a light red, scaly skin and two thick, dark red horns that circled her head until their tips barely not touched each other, starting at her temples. Her long, pink hair reached down beneath her butt and was currently openly falling down her back.


    She looked at me with friendly, pink coloured eyes and said: ¡°Good afternoon, Miss Blackwing. I will be your music teacher from now on. I will also be the one to teach you riding.¡±


    I just answered with a:¡±I will be in your care then.¡± and hoped that she won''t be so annoying like Isaac.


    In the next one and a half hour she started to teach me how to play the piano. I had some music lessons back in my world at school, and the music system was basically the same, I easily understood how to play the first finger exercises. The only problem was that my hands were so small that I could not press piano keys that were too far from each other, but since I tried my hardest to please the nice teacher, it wasn''t that much of a problem.


    As the maid came to bring me to my next lessons, I quickly asked my teacher for her name. ¡°I... am Narta.¡± she responded with a hint of sadness in her eyes. While I was lead to my next lessons, sad that I could not cheer her up, I concluded that I now at least knew not to speak her name to prevent other, similar situations.


    The next lesson I had was outside. My teacher, if I should call him that, was a big, strong man with many scars all over his body. I must admit that I was a bit scared of him the moment I saw him, but I was completely right. For the next hour he just told me in short, military-like sentences to do several body exercises and whenever I could not move any more he just used some kind of magic to re-energize my body, which hurt quite a bit, so that I could continue.


    After the hellish training I ate something and then the maid took me to a bath where she cleaned me. While she did her work I fell asleep.


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    Yo


    next chapter out


    again over 1000 words, i''m proud of myself


    this time its a bit more boring, but I need to introduce the teachers and some daily routine and finish at least a week before I can skip some months/years


    again @D''vorah: don''t worry, just do what you need to do for school


    @Nfsu218: thx for the comment


    @CCDCC: did u know that its an actual curse in some country if you say ¡°May you have an interesting life.¡± ?


    @everybody that replied: I''m glad u like it/find it interesting

 Chapter 4: "Weekend"

    Weekend


    On the 6th day after my rebirth I was already quite accustomed to the daily cycle when I had to do what things, and it wasn''t really that bad.


    Waking up early was not a problem for me if I went to bed early enough, and I didn''t really need free time since all I would have done would be reading, which I already did for the most time I was in the library with Isaac.


    Music lessons were quite nice too, but mostly because Narta was so nice to me. I didn''t call her that anymore and just called her teacher, but I was constantly thinking about how to call her.


    Names like Sakura or Ruby were far too clich¨¦ and I couldn''t really think of any other so I would most likely continue to call her teacher.


    The only thing I didn''t like in my new life were the training lessons at the end of each day, which would probably less cruel when my body has grown higher resistances and more stamina.


    Anyway, on this day the maid didn''t lead me to the library but to another room not far from the dining room, with Narta waiting inside. In the following conversation I was told that she would give me manner lessons, including dancing, table manners, how to behave like a noble, how to serve a noble and so on.


    It wasn''t as bad as it sounded, I didn''t need to remember ten different cutlery for different types of food, if only because it was deemed unnecessary and every secondary dinnerware was sold to finance the endless demon-angel conflict.


    The rest of the day was like the previous ones.


    On the 7th day I, once again, wasn''t lead to the library and instead to the stables where, again, Narta was waiting for me. Arriving at her side I bowed to her like I learned the day before. She, happy that I learned so quickly, greeted: ¡±Good morning, Aria. Today you will begin to grow your own mount on which you will travel and fight.¡± While walking inside she explained to me: ¡±Noble families and high-ranked warrior-clans each have a certain race of beasts as mounts. These mounts are often found in the crest of the family or clan. The higher the rarity of the mount the more prestigious and high-ranking the family member. Since it will shame the owner of the mount if it dies or is mistreated it is a tradition to grow them themselves form the beginning and care for them.


    Since you are a member of a high-ranking noble, almost royal family you will be granted a very rare mount. Even though the Blackwing-family usually uses black pegasi as mounts, it has been decided that you will be granted a even rarer, probably one of the rarest beasts ever seen as mount. This species can only be found in a deadly area, does not procreate in captivity and is extremely hard to tame due to its unbelievable high intelligence. Therefore there are only one or two riders of this species at once on this world. And your future mount is a variant of this extremely rare species!¡±


    Arriving at the confinement area the beast was in Narta presented: ¡±Behold the mighty black and white variant of the not yet undead saber-tooth tiger!¡±


    Inside the area was indeed a extremely cute white saber-tooth tiger with black stripes and golden eyes. Even though its saber-tooth were far from fully grown, the labeling as a cub was somewhat off due to its shoulder-heigh of one metre and its broad back.


    Calling out ¡°Cuuuuuuuuuuute¡± I took some meat from a nearby holder, ran through the sturdy gate and then slowed down to walking while approaching the tiger. I would not have done that back in the other world, but here I could just trust that either Narta would save me or the beast was as intelligent as I was told and realized that with attacking me it would not gain anything.


    The cub watched me getting closer until it started to growl. At the noise I immediately stopped walking, raised my hands to show I didn''t mean any harm and said accusingly: ¡°Hey! I wont harm you!¡± As if it understood me it stopped growling and didn''t start again when I approached it again.


    Arriving at the tiger I fed it the meat, sat down at its side because it ate lying and started to caress it at its neck.


    Because I now looked back at the gate I saw Nartas flabbergasted face. Calling back at her I stated: ¡°Why did you say its hard to tame? To me it seems pretty reasonable.¡± Narta only shook her head and said, holding out a black collar nearly identical to my choker: ¡°Its not tamed yet. When you put this on it, you will be its official owner and able to see its status.¡±


    After getting the collar from her because she didn''t want to enter the confined area, I again started to talk to the tiger: ¡°Do you want to be my pet? You only need to wear this and do what I say. Don''t worry, I am not going to tell you to do some suicidal stuff or anything, but you will be able to run around more. This small area is hardly enough for you.¡± For Narta surprisingly, for me not, I was able to put the collar on the cub without problems. The I got a window similar to a status saying:


    <table><tbody><tr><td>Congratulations! You now have a pet companion!</td></tr><tr><td>How will you name her?</td></tr><tr><td>Current Name: ___________________</td></tr></tbody></table>


    After some time I got an idea: ¡°Is Tora fine?¡± I asked the tiger. Not expecting any answer I got some mental confirmation and the naming window changed into a [status] window.


    <table><tbody><tr><td>Name</td><td>Tora</td></tr><tr><td>Age</td><td>less than a year</td></tr><tr><td>Gender</td><td>female</td></tr><tr><td>Race</td><td>not yet undead saber-tooth tiger variant</td></tr><tr><td>Level</td><td>46</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Status</td></tr><tr><td>Health</td><td>520/520</td></tr><tr><td>Mana</td><td>210/210</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td>Strength</td><td>35</td></tr><tr><td>Stamina</td><td>60</td></tr><tr><td>Agility</td><td>55</td></tr><tr><td>Dexterity</td><td>20</td></tr><tr><td>Intelligence</td><td>15</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Affinities</td></tr><tr><td>Light</td><td>50%</td></tr><tr><td>Darkness</td><td>50%</td></tr><tr><td>Ice</td><td>50%</td></tr><tr><td>Mind</td><td>100%</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Skills</td></tr><tr><td>Basic Movement</td><td>Advanced Lv.8</td></tr><tr><td>Physical Resistance</td><td>Advanced Lv.2</td></tr><tr><td>Magic Resistance</td><td>Beginner Lv.6</td></tr><tr><td>Environmental Resistance</td><td>Master Lv.2</td></tr><tr><td>Stealth</td><td>Beginner Lv.8</td></tr><tr><td>Fighting</td><td>Beginner Lv.6</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Titels, Blessings, racial Effects and Curses</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Pet/Mount [curse?]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-you must obey the person that owns you</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>not yet undead</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-when you die you will be revived as an undead</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Being between Light and Darkness [racial]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-you can rise your light affinity up to 80%, but lower your dakrness affinity accordingly</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-you can rise your darkness affinity up to 80%, but lower your light affinity accordingly</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Beast [racial]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-you are feared</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>mind-reader [racial]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-mind affinity is set to 100%</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-you know what others mean and if they lie when they talk</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-you can send simple emotions to your owner</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-this racial ability may be evolved</td></tr></tbody></table>


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    ¡°Tora, come!¡± I called out the cubs new name and walked out of the confinement, holding the gate open for her. Receiving the mental confirmation, that was explained by the overpowered [status] that was still floating in front of me, I turned to Narta, who staggered back from the tiger and said at her frightened expression: ¡°What? It''s not a dragon so why are you so scared?¡± Making a worried face she answered. ¡°You know it could have killed you in an instant?¡± Being shocked by my nod she looked desperately at me and shook her head as if all hope was lost for me.


    Until dinner I played with Tora and washed her thoroughly because she wasn''t very clean and I knew feline creatures didn''t like to be dirty.


    After lunch I wasn''t lead to the library like the day before but to a completely different part of the estate.


    In fact I was lead to a pink and white room full of decorative items and ornaments fit for a young princess. Outside of the room, on a balcony, stood a small, round table with a tea service and a plate with cookies on it. Sitting on one of the two comfortable chairs that stood opposite to each other sat a cute, 5 year old looking girl with black curly hair reaching down to her shoulders and black wings, both shiny enough to reflect the sunlight.


    Her expensive looking, purple dress swayed forth and back with her feet, while she looked at me excited and impatient.


    After I sat down on the other chair my guesses were confirmed: The energetic girl I had a tea party with was Risa Blackwing, the only not sadistic Blackwing ever born.


    Even though she still was a bit strange it was nice getting talked to by her. She barely asked any questions, but when she did she impatiently waited for my answer instead of ignoring me completely and showed so that she cared what I had to say. She also mostly talked about things that interested me, even if only indirect, and therefore I was not bored or annoyed by her nearly monologue.


    An hour later or so she ended the topic she was currently talking about and called out: ¡°And now I will teach you flying.¡±


    At first I didn''t really realize it, because I had forgotten about my wings and the thought of Risa, as I was told to call her, teaching was ridiculous, but then I was just curious how to fly and didn''t state any of my worries.


    Following her to a open area I was told: ¡°First you need to get a feeling for the wind and your wings. You do that by running with spread wings and trying to find the position if the wings that makes them carry you the most¡±


    Hearing her amused laughter while doing so wasn''t very encouraging, but guessing that it looked funny and that imagining Risa doing this exercise, I decided to not spoil her fun.


    Luckily I did not have to train after the flying lessons because it was pretty late already and the lesson was very exhausting, instead I ate something and went to bed


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 Chapter 5: Risa鈥瞫 12th Birthday

    Risa¡äs 12th Birthday


    It has now been two years since my reincarnation or whatever happened back then.


    During that time I was continuously trained and educated. I started being able to fly short distances, had my first rides with Tora, who is now 3m high and around 1.20m broad. The pink saddle I used for quite some time, may the person who ordered it for me be cursed, got too small for my mount and was replaced with a more fitting black one with silver and golden ornaments, made to fit with my choker.


    Between Isaac and me didn''t change much, I used him as a book-searching-machine and tried to avoid his stories.


    Teacher (Narta) and me were pretty good friends though. I learned how to play quite some instruments from her and the manner lessons were not that bad because of her. After we went through all possible situations and she had confirmed twice that I knew how to act in any situation, those lessons became all-purpose lessons. The first thing to learn was cooking, which she too didn''t know how to do, so we learned together from the cooks at our kitchen and had quite some fun doing so.


    Risa was also now a very good friend of mine. While she was apparently told to teach me how to fly to let her experience organising and teaching, she could not stop herself from putting me through embarrassing situations. I practically had to teach me flying myself from the knowledge I had form my previous world, but, as mentioned before, I could only fly short distances because it was so straining. She did teach me tailoring tough, so she actually learned how to teach properly.


    During our more and more common meetings and tea parties we talked quite a lot, still in the manner that she was the more active one and was the main drive in the conversations, but we also started a game of asking each other in turns. It was me who proposed this and the rules were as following: You could ask anything, but you did not need to answer. If you did answer, is had to be the truth, and if you didn''t, you got asked again.


    We also once rode on our mounts outside the borders of the estate, she on her typical Blackwing-family black pegasus, but we were accompanied by some guards and the still nameless instructor, so we needed to ride slowly.


    Anyway, on this day was Risa¡äs 12th Birthday with a big party lasting several days.


    Since I helped cooking and planning the event, I was allowed to watch from a room directly above the hall where the festivities were held. This special room had a one-way transparent floor and was used by servants and guards to look for food and drink shortages as well as troublemakers.


    The Party started with the guests arriving at the hall and getting individually greeted by father and his first son, as they were the head of the family and his heir. Both had their wings hidden, as if they were not there at all. It probably was some kind of magic.


    When everybody had arrived, father held a speech. During the 30 minutes when he talked, he described their own wonderfulness and greatness, while simultaneously flattering the whole audience. At the end he introduced Risa in a sparkling, dark purple dress.


    Then the guests were prompted to enjoy each others company until it was time for the feast.


    During that time I looked at each different demonic race I could find and noticed that this was not a tool to find out their alliances. You could see, as an example, a blood fairy, who looked like a 80cm big, quite beautiful humanoid with dark red, slightly see-through dragonfly-wings, long horizontal ears and somewhat creepy black insectoid eyes standing on a chair to talk to an oni, a 2m high muscled ugly beast, who sat on a chair, so they could talk eye-to-eye.


    When the guests then had the banquet, I ate in a separate room to not disturb anyone.


    After my meal I went back to my observation.


    At that time all the tables were already gone and at the front of the hall, at an elevated position, was a pedestal with a beautiful stone which changed colour every moment and gave off a warm aura. Next to it was nearly the whole Blackwing-family, only father¡äs wife, which I had never seen before, was missing. Also, behind Risa, who stood directly behind the pedestal, was a centaur priest.


    I came just right to see the ceremony to unseal Risa¡äs magic.


    The priest held a speech about the gods that protect them and whom they follow, and that this child will be a nice addition to their religion and so on. It was boring and his voice was very hard to listen to, but since I did know that there were gods, through my mother¡äs knowledge, and because it was forbidden to write information down about gods, I tried to listen to know more about them.


    When the centaur was finished, Risa took the stone and held it above her head. Then it changed its colour spectrum to which it changed to pink, blue, and black and Risa was glowing brightly.


    The changing colours represented the affinity to the elements, and while the main elements had preset colours, the additional affinities'' colours were different from person to person. The brightness of the glowing represented the arcane affinity, as well as the maximum mana capacity.


    Then the priest held forth another, far smaller white stone has called out: ¡°Show [status] of Risa Blackwing to audience.¡±


    <table><tbody><tr><td>Name</td><td>Risa Blackwing</td></tr><tr><td>Age</td><td>12</td></tr><tr><td>Gender</td><td>female</td></tr><tr><td>Race</td><td>Fallen Angel</td></tr><tr><td>Level</td><td>13</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Status</td></tr><tr><td>Health</td><td>455/455</td></tr><tr><td>Mana</td><td>2300/2300</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td>Strength</td><td>15</td></tr><tr><td>Stamina</td><td>15</td></tr><tr><td>Agility</td><td>20</td></tr><tr><td>Dexterity</td><td>30</td></tr><tr><td>Intelligence</td><td>25</td></tr><tr><td>Wisdom</td><td>10</td></tr><tr><td>Faith</td><td>10</td></tr><tr><td>Charm</td><td>200</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Basic Affinities</td></tr><tr><td>Arcane</td><td>70%</td></tr><tr><td>Earth</td><td>0%</td></tr><tr><td>Water</td><td>50%</td></tr><tr><td>Wind</td><td>0%</td></tr><tr><td>Fire</td><td>0%</td></tr><tr><td>Light</td><td>0%</td></tr><tr><td>Darkness</td><td>100%</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Additional Affinities</td></tr><tr><td>Life</td><td>25%</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Skills</td></tr><tr><td>Basic Movement</td><td>Advanced Lv.6</td></tr><tr><td>Manners</td><td>Advanced Lv.5</td></tr><tr><td>Tailoring</td><td>Advanced Lv.3</td></tr><tr><td>Demon Language</td><td>Master Lv.10</td></tr><tr><td>Common Language</td><td>Advanced Lv.2</td></tr><tr><td>Acting</td><td>Beginner Lv.9</td></tr><tr><td>Reading</td><td>Advanced Lv.7</td></tr><tr><td>Writing</td><td>Beginner Lv.7</td></tr><tr><td>Calculations</td><td>Beginner Lv.7</td></tr><tr><td>Flying</td><td>Beginner Lv.4</td></tr><tr><td>Trading</td><td>Beginner Lv.2</td></tr><tr><td>Teaching</td><td>Beginner Lv.1</td></tr><tr><td>Riding</td><td>Beginner Lv.4</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Titles, Blessings and Curses</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Rich daughter [title]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>+100 Charm</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>Member of the Blackwing-Family [title]</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-other people with this title see you as one of them</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-other people without this title are scared of you</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''2''>-can enter property of the Blackwing-Family</td></tr></tbody></table>


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    The crowded people began to chatter with each other intensively. I could hear things like ¡°So much mana!¡± and ¡°Look at the arcane affinity¡±. I could totally understand them.


    You were considered a genius if you had more then 1000 mana at your first appraisal, or had more than 50% arcane affinity. Normal stats were 200 to 800 mana and 20% to 45% arcane affinity.


    After everyone quieted down Risa was lead out of the room to learn her first spells. This had to be done as soon as possible, because if you could not control your powers they would slowly erode you from the inside.


    The guests talked to each other a bit more and then were lead to prepared rooms so they did not need to go to a nearby town to sleep.


    On the next day, Risa too had her wings hidden.


    This time she sat in the middle of the table which was put where the pedestal was the day before. In front of her was a short line of guests, which all had servants next to them which carried their presents. It was a birthday party after all.


    To prevent a long waiting time, the order in which the guests were allowed to offer their presents was predetermined.


    While the smaller presents were put onto the sides of the table, the bigger ones were brought away once everybody saw how luxurious and expensive it was.


    The most gifts were books on magic theory or fighting stances; light, sleek weapons; rings and other trinkets and some sweets.


    The more interesting gifts were:


    -a custom made armour, as well as a matching cuirass for her pegasus, those were made in cooperation of several smithy families and clans


    -a ominous black stone


    -a long, even, black magic staff, as big as Risa, made from a special tree that only grew somewhere special


    Of course she also received several marriage proposals, but every time she answered:¡±I am very sorry to disappoint you, but there is already someone I have set my eyes on. As I am allowed to choose myself, if it is not detrimental to our family, I will reject you.¡±


    There also was one guy who directly asked father how much it would cost to buy Risa, it was a fat dark elf who was so ugly that calling him a pig would be an insult to the pigs instead of him. This person was immediately lead away by father¡äs sons and was never seen again.


    After Risa had received all her presents, another feast was hold. This time nobody held back with drinking, as the next day most of them would depart in carriages and would have enough time to recover. The main person herself was too tired to stay for long after finishing eating, so she was brought back to her room quite some time earlier than any other person.


    I for my part already waited in Risa¡äs room to offer my birthday present for her. Because I had no possessions at all, I had asked teacher to show me how to give a massage properly. I also had made, with the help of a professional, a wooden bench on which somebody could lie while being in the bath. Additional to these I had prepared a maid outfit for myself, which I had put on at that moment.


    My gift was very much welcomed by Risa and she enjoyed it very much to be treated so nice after these days.


    Then, as I was finished, had dressed her in her sleeping clothes and was about to get out, she called out to me with a slightly embarrassed voice:¡±Can you sleep with me? Only for today?¡±


    Not knowing what to do I answered with doubt:¡±I don''t think I am allowed to do that. Additional I currently don not have proper clothing with me right now.¡±


    Being like her and ignoring such half-hearted complaints, she said with a excited voice:¡±Then there¡äs nothing in the way! Just get in your underwear and get in!¡±


    Taking that as a command I did as I was told.


    I have had never slept with her before, so I did not know what awaited me.


    For quite some time she told me everything about her last two days, and how wonderful magic felt. According to the priest she supposedly had a very good understanding of magic and therefore learned quite fast how to control her powers. This had left time to teach her a bit more, so she could now hide her wings, make a room dark, heal minor scratches and control the flow of water.


    After she became exhausted enough to fall asleep midway during a sentence, I properly covered her with the blanket and then laid down to sleep myself.


    Contrary to her daily personality, she barely moved while sleeping, but since I was very sensitive to noise, even more than in my previous life, her cute, quiet snoring kept me awake for hours.


    Then, as I was finally about to fall asleep, a poisonous green light came from the gap beneath the door that lead to the room with the presents in. Full awake again, I heard a single person¡äs footsteps closing in on the door...


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    CLIFFHANGER!


    Hate me for it!


    No, I had to do it that way, trust me....not


    anyway, sry that I needed so long for this chapter, but I will probably need the same amount of time for the next one too


    @ArchmageNaoki: thx ¨C the typos in the tables are the only ones not corrected by the textprogramm i¡äm using (since they are never written in there) so this is the only place where you see my "true" mistakes


    so, i¡äll be happy about any comments and see you in the next chapter

 Chapter 6: Nightly Visitor&Waking up

    Nightly Visitor & Aftermath


    I looked around in a hurry to find something to substitute a weapon. The moonlight shone through the curtains and therefore was not very bright, but I was lucky and it was reflected on some hairpins with very pointy ends, which were some of today''s presents.


    Snatching these I quickly hid myself under the blanket, trying to get my wings as low and unnoticeable as possible.


    I was just in time, because exactly at the moment I laid still the door opened.


    I heard soft footsteps on the carpet closing in on the bed.


    Something heavy was put down next to the bed, on Risa''s side.


    Something was opened, most likely the heavy thing that was put down before.


    Again I heard some footsteps, aiming to the middle of the room, there something was put down.


    Suddenly a strange, colourless light flowed through the blanket, not lighting up anything and stopping at the walls. There it completely vanished.


    Then somebody spoke with a low and menacing, but extremely manly voice while closing in on the bed again: ¡°Sooooo, now that that is set up I can finally have some fun! I just need to not get near that thing and everything will be alright....nobody will hear her screams, nobody will come to her help, I''m going to make you regret taking my brother''s love away from me hehehehe........¡±


    Continuing with the creepy laughing he again took something out of the heavy thing that was set down before.


    Standing up again he started to lift the blanket.


    I jumped up, throwing the blanket at him.


    While he threw away the cloth I jumped at him, one of the pins ready in my right hand and the other ones in my left.


    I stabbed the face and pressed me away from him with my feet and wings simultaneously.


    I drew a hairpin from my left and prepared to jump again at the figure that had already one sticking out from an eye and was stepping back a bit.


    I jumped again, trying to hit the chest, but hit the stomach.


    At the landing I was unlucky and stumbled because of a rope, but quickly regained my balance.


    I now could see the figure a bit better and immediately recognized a woman''s body. You could win prizes with such a body! Big breasts and everything else a man would wish for!


    Luckily I nether loved a big bosom nor was I currently a man, so I ran the short distance the intruder stumbled back and jumped again. Putting every ounce of strength I had in my muscles, this time I aimed for the throat.


    The stab was seen this time and I was caught by one arm, while the other one was still on the face, hiding the damaged eye.


    This story has been unlawfully obtained without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon.We fell back together, me on top, but something was beneath us, making a glass-like sound as it broke. Suddenly the light came back from the walls in an incredible speed, much faster than when it expanded, and collected beneath.


    The it exploded and scattered the intruder in pieces all over the room while I was flung upwards through the chandelier and crashed into the ceiling. Then everything went black.


    I woke up in a nice, soft bed with white sheets. A maid that had been sitting on a chair next to me stood up and said ¡°I will notify the others.¡± and left.


    Looking around I saw that I was in a bright room with big windows and some other beds, as well as shelves with books about biology and some bottles and other containers with medicine in them.


    Next I checked my body.


    Both of my wings, as well as my legs and my right arm were straightened by some kind of enchanted wooden sticks that floated in a small fixed distance to my limbs. My whole small body, except form the wings and the face, were covered in bandages.


    I tried to move but immediately everything started to hut so I stopped. Then I noticed a wound at my back, neat the spine, that hurt only from breathing. That one seemed to be the deepest wound I had.


    Well, I still was glad that I survived and also that I fell unconscious. I didn''t want to see the sea of blood that should have been there after the explosion, and all the pain would have been horrible too.


    Then, after waiting a bit, the door opened and my usual maid came in, followed by a teary but unharmed Risa.


    She was clothed and combed properly, but that was for sure not her work, because she, when she saw that I was awake, immediately ran to my side and hugged me while crying and mumbling at my flat chest: ¡±I''m so glad you''re alive!¡±


    It was nice that she worried so much about me, but her love HURT so much. So I just weakly responded: ¡°Risa, please, it hurts.¡±


    She tightened her embrace before letting go and stepping back, but that alone was enough for me to fall unconscious again


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    not even 1k words, but I felt like I needed to resolve the cliffhanger


    for anybody who noticed:


    -I changed the fiction-description and the title a bit


    -I changed some parts in the ¡°first chapter¡±, but nothing big, just some rephrasements (does this word exist? got no plan...)


    anyway


    @Slaggedfire: nope, I dont need your forgiveness, far too expensive (and anyway, white cheddar??? WTF I didnt even know there was such a thing)

 Chapter 7: 3 months later

    Three Months Later


    I was in the room I got after saving Risa, sitting in front of a table full with drawings and some books,which described crafting methods and materials.


    My new room was quite spacious, unlike my previous one. I had a endlessly comfortably bed, which I was very happy about, a bookcase for the books I took from the library, a wardrobe for my new dresses and mentioned table with a chair in front of.


    The drawings on the table were for a wheelchair I desperately needed, as my spine was broken and I could no longer move my lower body.


    Why had broken my spine you ask? Of course it was noone other than my dear fried Risa, hugging my in my sad state after waking up the first time.


    I mean, really, how much luck one must have to be injured in such a way that a hug can cause such damages?


    Anyway, after recovering for some time and thoroughly punishing my worried mistress and suffering through the humiliation of not being able to hold my body waste in, I was allowed to be carried away from my bed, which was very smelly by then.


    Being dismissed from any physical training until my healing, I started to read into crafting and soon after drew the first blueprints for a wheelchair.


    The first few tries were impossible to make with the available methods, and the next batch was very uncomfortable and expensive to make, but at that point I had finally finished my first blueprints for a comfortable, adjustable wheelchair that only needed basic crafting methods to produce and was specially designed for winged childs like me who could not make them vanish yet.


    The other consequences from the assault were that I was given a free wish. That would have been great, if not for the fact that I was a slave and did not have any humanitarian rights, disregarding the fact that I was no human to begin with. This meant that father decided for me on my wish, which was to forever serve under Risa.


    This was only positive for him, as he would have a dependable slave that had no qualms about killing somebody at this age.


    In fact, this was not so bad for me too, as I would not have to fear getting sold off to a pervert noble or some sadistic swine, but I was sure with some thought I would have gotten a better deal.


    The last effect of the incident was, that I could sometimes sense small traces of mana. After I had told this to my maid who washed me and was tending for me for as long as I could think of, she immediately rushed out calling father.


    A little while after I was told by Teacher (Narta, if you don''t remember) I understood why she had reacted that way: only people with extreme mana reserves and high affinities were sometimes, under special circumstances, able to perceive mana and those, without exception, forcefully awakened earlier then normal people. I was pretty lucky that I told them beforehand, as most youths did not survive a forceful awakening.


    And thus it was decided that I would have my ceremony when I hit the age of 13, around one and a half years from this point on. A little later I would join Risa as her personal Maid in the prestigious royal school founded by the first fallen angel ever.


    This would be possible because it was actually quite easy to heal a broken spine, if you had the proper knowledge but any bigger magic cast on young, unawakened people would disrupt their mana flow and cause irreparable damages to body and soul.


    Finishing off the last lines on my plans while thinking about the future, I called in my maid to bring those blueprints to the Blackwing-families personal crafters and asked for somebody to bring me outside to lay down on Tora to enjoy fluffynes and sun, and to call Risa and tell her that I ''would be delighted to spend the rest of my day with her''. I had decided on a whim to stop treating her cold and this little gesture would hopefully be enough for her to notice this.


    This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it.


    When I was carried outside by one of the rare butlers of the mansion Risa had already set up her favourite garden table and brought along her tea set she got gifted to her birthday. Fidgeting on her chair she immediately jumped up and ran towards me a bit, then stopped and looked down on her feet, holding her hands behind her back.


    After being put on Tora, who made a surprisingly good chair or body pillow due to its broad back, I said:¡±It''s okay, come here.¡± and spread my arms open towards my nervous friend.


    Seeing this she nearly jumped at me but I was fast enough to tell her to be careful so she then closed in slow and hugged me softly starting to cry a bit.


    Holding her in my arms and stroking her hair, I was a bit startled and didn''t know what to do.


    Then she started sobbing:¡±I...I didn''t know if you wouldn''t leave me for good.....I''m so sorry....¡±


    Sighting a bit I was like ¡°*shush* it''s all good¡± for a while until she stopped crying.


    Then I took her a bit away from me, holding her shoulders and telling her:¡±I won''t leave you, ever. I promise.¡±


    I honestly didn''t care THAT much, but she was a very good friend and this was the only method how to calm her down I knew.


    And it worked perfectly. Risa soon after stood up and brought me a cup of tea, which was obviously cold, but she reheated it with a bit of her water manipulation and then we had a merry chat until we had to go to bed.


    The only two noteworthy things were that I had wet myself (I had no control over it) and Tora was literally pissed, so we had to get a chair for me and get me cleaned, and the other thing was that when we parted Risa gave me a small peck on my cheek. I can just hope that didn''t mean much.


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    Hi guys


    I felt like writing(because I didnt want to learn for school) so I just wrote this chapter (at 11pm)


    I didnt write it on paper beforehand or did reread it at all, so I expect it to be of worse quality, but I needed such a small info-dump to bridge over to the next chapters (I can''t believe I made >1k words)


    if you by any chance tell me that my quality(which isn''t that high anyway) did not sink by doing so, I will continue to skip writing on paper (but reread properly....maybe)


    I already know what to write for the next 2 chapters, so I hope these will not take that much time to write it down (laaaaaazyyyyyyyyyy..........)


    and


    @Slaggedfire: I dont think i''ll really be so desperate for fans that I would ever spend money for you , but can you by any means explain me why you need a supply of some strange cheese that lasts double your life? I mean, you would not be able to eat it when your dead anyway, and I doubt there is a delivery service that sends stuff to hell


    (on a sidenote: when I first read colby jack I immediately thought it was some kind of alcohol, lucky that I checked it up before writing this)


    Note about my personality: I hate tragedies, but that does not mean they are not beautiful


    It''s just that I''m too sensitive about such things that I always end up in a bittersweet mood after watching one or seeing pictures associated with one, and I hate being in such a mood


    (Your Lie in April is sooooooo nice, but I will never watch it again, *tears*)

 A description of the magic system used

    The Magic System


    At first there were only Mages.


    They used pure mana in immeasurable amounts to bend the reality to their wills.


    As long as they had mana, they could do anything!


    But they needed to concentrate hard to even light a small candle and the smallest disruption could destroy their focus and make their attempt fail.


    Thus the Spellusers were born.


    Using a short combination of words as a starting point, one could with a bit of training unconsciously create crude magic constructs to considerably ease their attempt to change the world.


    The most common spells are ones like [Fireball] or [Ice Spike], each spread wide amongst the magic combatants, but the most used spells are [Wash], [Dry], [Heat] and such spells which were easy enough to handle for almost everybody with enough mana to cast them.


    Then came the point where all magic users parted.


    The first ones added incantations to their spells to change their effects and combining them to create endless new spells which were much more powerfull. Those were called Wiz, as they needed enough wisdom to find the right words.


    The Wiz then again made two parties, one with supreme mana control and one with huge mana reserves.


    The ones able to control the flow of mana used incantations with higher rankings and combine them to create strong effects while the ones with supreme mana reserves just overloaded the incantations with power to increase their effects.


    As an example:


    While one incantation user would combine


    [Blossom and burn the world][Flame Flower Field]


    (or


    [Spread out and enlighten the world with your grace][Flame Flower Field]


    as the form of the incantation always depends on the user, not on the spell used)


    to first create a small field of fiery flowers around him and then either


    [Swirl around me and burn my enemies][Flame petal Storm]


    as an attack or


    [Swirl around me and protect me from my enemies][Flame Petal Storm]


    to defend oneself to create a strong combo and define what kind of spell they wanted through longer and more complicated incantations,


    Another incantation user would just use


    [Create a pillar of heat and burn everything around][Fire Pillar]


    with far more mana to create a rather simple but not less powerful effect.


    If you spot this story on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.


    The second ones drew the magic construct they wanted to use first and then filled it with mana to make it show its effects. Those were called Ard, as everything they created looked like art.


    The Ard also then again split in two parties, one drawing their construct in many layers and creating them from stone to make them last forever and the other ones quickly drawing them with mana in the air or on a scroll to create a one time use item.


    And then there were some that combined them, using a combination of both to create incomparable complex magic constructs, larger than castles, drawing energy from thousands and powerful enough to lay a country in ashes with only a few sentences spoken by the creator if it all, the one called Wizard.


    In the recent days only few have reached a status where one could be called Wizard, in the whole dimension it could be counted on both hands how many there were (if you had 5 fingers on every hand like any normal humanoid creature), and all those Wizards were employed by countries to stay at strategically important places and protect them with their presence as nobody wanted to anger a Wizard by attacking him.


    There were also stories of long forgotten countries where people used mana in a completely different ways. They focused it within their bodies to make them extremely strong and sturdy, but these days nobody knew anything anymore about those techniques and few try to find more about them.


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    Yay, finally I got something out again.


    As I stated in my description I will only write when I feel like it and I just didnt want to until now


    I know this chapter is short...or is it even a chapter?


    Anyway, this is to explain magic for now, as ¡°I¡± will use magic in the future chapters (which are already in my head, just not written down) so I needed such a description


    there will probably be some more chapters soon, as right now are HOLIDAYS and I dont have much else to do (only Just Cause 3 and my usual reading stuff), but dont be sad if it takes a while!


    @Tonyalex13: I dont plan to make this ¡°mature¡± as I personally dont like to read sexual scenes and usually just skip them, but there will be some hints on what happens between the lines, even if ¡°I¡± will never fall in love for real (so no romance tag)

 Chapter 8: Teachers Meeting

    Meeting


    I was now 8 years old. The past 3 years were quite nice, ignoring the fact that I couldn''t move around well. My wheelchair helped a bit and had spread as a tool that allows either too young or too poor people to move around. It had also brought lots of money for the Blackwing-family, but I didn''t care about that.


    My days were filled with reading books, now mostly about magic, chatting with Risa, who didn''t kiss me again, and trying to control my measly amount of magic powers. Even though I hadn''t awakened my powers for real yet, I could heal the small scratches and bruises that were caused by my awkwardness of moving without using my lower body. I could also create a small ball of light to help me read and move small things a bit.


    An Interesting thing I now could do was changing my affinities of light and darkness. The thing was that the colour of my wings, eyes and hair changed accordingly. At 80% darkness my wings were pure black, my usually golden eye darkened and my dirty blonde hair became black. At 80% light my wings were pure white, my black eye became more greyish and my hair became golden and started to glow a bit.


    My halo also changed a bit, it glowed more or less, depending on the amount of light affinity I had.


    Because I had absolutely no use for darkness spells, I usually stayed with 80% light affinity.


    I also sometimes looked at my [status].


    <table><tbody>


    Unsurprisingly most of my physical parameters had dropped, but what was really interesting was that my affinities changed.  Asking Narta I got the information that after occurrences that heavily affected people there was a chance for their affinities to rise. This was one of the reasons why mages and wizards often accompanied parties into areas where a dungeon core has appeared. The other main reason was obviously money.


    This day me and Risa were sitting in a meeting room with all our teachers, which had quite a number as Risa had more teacher than me. We had some meetings like this before, mostly because I had read so much that I surpassed Risa in some subjects, but also because the teachers wanted to talk to each other. I never really paid much attention to the teachers talk and only chatted with Risa and Narta about trivial things. This time apparently one of the teachers of Risa had something to announce so I had to listen to that person.


    The one wanting to notify us about something was Risas magic, manners and trading teacher, an old hag. She looked like one and I didn''t remember her name so I just called her so in my mind.


    After having some light chitchat with each other she stood up and went to the front end of the table, starting to talk on the way: ¡°As you may know I had worked here for quite some time before you all, therefore I immediately noticed when something felt strange. Now I finally know what was the cause of it all: we have a traitor under us. I do not know who, but I know an easy spell to find out. I have already prepared everything, so please just sit and relax while I cast my......¡±


    She stopped mid-sentence, eyes wide open.


    ¡°Now!¡± somebody shouted while ripping out his dagger from her corpse.


    A window got destroyed by arrows and the sitting in front of it got hit several times.


    Other windows got destroyed by masked people crashing through with weapons and trying to kill teachers.


    Isaac and some others reacted and shielded themselves from ones coming through the wall behind them.


    Narta shielded Risa, herself and me with a barrier.


    Then shadows rose up and I couldn''t see anything outside the shielding anymore.


    I could hear people dying, some crying for help.


    Spells going off.


    An unfinished incantation.


    Explosions, body parts hitting the barrier.


    Then the ceiling caved in.


    After a while the dust settled and I could see again.


    The whole part of the building was destroyed. There was blood all over a part of a wall, an area was covered in ice, some walls were molten down and at one end a crater was visible. Among all that stood some people, most of them heavily injured, some trying to help others, and all of them teachers.


    Amongst them my PE-teacher, who had barely any damage, came closer to our small group. Looking at us he made a disdainful face and spoke out: ¡°I told you that you shouldn¡¯t shield them, idiot!¡±


    I looked at Narta, not understanding anything.


    Then that guy continued: ¡°Haaaaa¡­ I really need to do everything myself.¡±


    Then he held a heart in his ha¡­.


    ¡°RISA!¡±


    I put her head on my lap, stroked her soft hair¡­.


    ¡°no, no, no ,no¡­ [Heal], [Heal], [Heal], [Heal], [Heal], please [HEAL]........it doesn¡¯t work¡­¡­¡±


    ¡°If [Heal] doesn¡¯t work, then I just need to resurrect¡­..I need more mana!


    how? how¡­..how¡­..how¡­..I know! forced awakening! They told me that I would be consumed by mana within minutes, but that''s time enough¡­.. I don¡¯t care if I die, but she¡­..¡±


    I forced more mana.


    It didn''t really hurt. It burned a bit, but felt rather elevating, having so much mana. Enough to do whatever I want!


    First: recreate the body!


    Easy: just imagine her body in pristine condition.


    With so much mana that alone is enough. I couldn''t even blink and she looked fine again.


    Second: call back the soul!


    Not quite so easy, but I just thought about seeing them and then I could.


    Then, take the one that feels right and force that one in.


    Last: give the body life!


    With blurring vision and the strength leaving my body, that''s a bit hard, but when I lay down next to her and imagine her breathing¡­¡­¡­.


    [table]


    <tr><td width="25%">Welcome new user Aria!


    Recent events will now be displayed:</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">You have died.</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">You received a message:


    ???: Oh,NO. You are not going to die that easily, that would be no fun!</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Revival had been cast on you but was negated by the system.


    The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation.Reason: Mortals shall not be too powerful.</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">You have been granted the status [Demigod-like]


    You have been granted: [Unaging]


    You have been granted: [strengthened Body]


    You have been granted: [increased Mana-pool]


    You are now a user of the [Assist System]</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Replay finished.</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Revival has been cast on you but was negated by the system.


    Reason: Demigods shall not be so powerful.</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">You received a message:


    ???: WHAT? How strong will you be?


    Haaaaaa¡­.. you really are interesting!</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">You have been granted the status [God-like]


    You have been granted: [Unaging]


    You have been granted: [Strengthened Body]


    You have been granted: [increased Mana-pool]</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">[Unaging] has been fused with [Unaging]


    You have been granted: [Immortal]</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">[strengthened Body] has been fused with [strengthened Body]


    You have been granted: [further strengthened Body]</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">[increased Mana-pool] has been fused with [increased Mana-pool]


    You have been granted: [further increased Mana-pool]</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Revival has been cast on you but was negated by the system.


    Reason: Gods shall not be so powerfull.</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">You received a message:


    ???: ¡­¡­.


    How can that be?


    HOW CAN THAT BE????????


    We are the strongest, aren¡¯t we?


    Hahahahahaha.......


    I never expected that my son would make something so interesting!</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Warning!


    User¡¯s System has been disturbed!


    Reinitiating in progress¡­.</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">10%</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">20%</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">30%</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">30%</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">30%</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Warning!


    Reinitiation blocked!


    System restart necessary.


    All functions of the system are unavailable until after sleep.</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    -------------------------------


    so, after quite a while I continue my story and leave you with a cliffhanger!


    but fear not, for I shall provide you with the continuation within the next few days!.......i hope.


    anyway, pls tell me what you think about it in the comments and tell me what I do wrong.


    I also used google drive & google docs the first time, and andwrote the tables instead of using the table-editor, so tell me what you think about it!


    also, pls tell me if i need to change some tabs and such things


    @Tonyalex13: the main char (me) will NOT fall in love, at least i plan to do it that way. other things would be too much of a spoiler XP


    ps.: I wrote the first part of the chapter in dec and the second end jan/start feb so you may notice differences

 Chapter 9: coming back from the dead

    coming back from the dead


    I woke up with a pleasant feeling, but without delay the [status]-similar windows started popping up.


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Restart successful.


    Missed occurrences are now shown.</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">You have received a message:


    ???: So, now that this annoying thing is out of the way, [Revive]!</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">You have been revived!</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Due to recent actions your Race has mutated into [Saint {Angel}]</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Your [Arcane affinity] would have reached impossible values.


    You have been granted [increased Mana-pool].</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">[increased Mana-pool] has been fused with [further increased Mana-pool]


    ERROR: No further upgrades found.


    Solution: User will receive similar, more powerful effect.


    Even further increased Mana-pool] has been created.


    You have been granted [even further increased Mana-pool]</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Your [Light affinity] has reached impossible values.


    You have been granted [Aura of Light]</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Due to reaching 100% [Light affinity], [Darkness affinity] has been removed.</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Your [Life affinity] has reached impossible values.


    You have been granted [Unaging]</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">[Unaging] has been fused with [Immortality]


    ERROR: No further upgrades found.


    Solution: User will receive similar, more powerful effect.


    [truly Immortal] has been created.


    You have been granted [truly Immortal]</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Due to reaching 100% [Life affinity], [Death affinity] has been removed.</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Due to too many changes a huge strain has been placed on your physical body.


    [further strengthened Body] has been removed.


    You have mutated into [frail Saint {Angel}]</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Due to forced awakening you have received [increased Mana-pool]</tr></td>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">[increased Mana-pool] has been fused with [even further increased Mana-pool].


    ERROR: No further upgrades found.


    Solution: User will receive similar, more powerful effect.


    [endless Mana] has been created.


    You have been granted [endless Mana]</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Due to [endless Mana] you are now a [Mana-well]</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">[Status] will now be shown</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td colspan=''2''>General Information</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Name</td><td>Aria Blackwing</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Age</td><td>14</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Gender</td><td>female</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Race</td><td>frail Saint {Angel}</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Level</td><td>Creator-like</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td colspan=''2''>Status</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Health</td><td>70/70</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Mana</td><td>ERROR!</td></tr>


    <tr><td></td><td></td></tr>


    <tr><td>Strength</td><td>40</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Stamina</td><td>30</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Agility</td><td>50</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Dexterity</td><td>80</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Intelligence</td><td>50</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Wisdom</td><td>100</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td colspan=''2''>Basic Affinities</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Arcane</td><td>100%</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Earth</td><td>0%</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Water</td><td>0%</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Wind</td><td>0%</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Fire</td><td>0%</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Light</td><td>100%</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td colspan=''2''>Additional Affinities</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Mind</td><td>80%</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Life</td><td>100%</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Soul</td><td>25%</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Titles, Blessings and other permanent or semipermanent changes</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%"></td></tr>


    You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.<tr><td width="25%">Slave [Curse]


    You must follow the commands of your owner. [ineffective due to [Blessing of the Goddess of Purity]]


    [Curse] will be removed with choker.</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%"></td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Slave of the Blackwing-Family [curse]


    You are a being both feared and pitied by the common people, as you represent the Blackwing family in the worst way possible: as a Slave.</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%"></td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Bearer of a Halo [Title]


    Any and all spells related to [Life] and [Light] affinities are greatly boosted.


    Relevant stored memories may be accessed if you are a powerful enough [Angel].


    [Title] will be removed with Halo.</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%"></td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Aura of Light [permanent passive Ability]


    An Aura of Light will permanently envelope you and change according to your feelings, influencing nearby lifeforms and lighting up your surroundings.</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%"></td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">truly Immortal [Title]


    You are truly Immortal. You cannot catch any disease. Nothing can kill you. Even if your soul is shattered and spread over several dimensions, within time you will revive.</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%"></td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Mana-well [Title]


    You have such a huge amount of mana that your body cannot possibly contain it all. Therefore all excess mana spreads around you, permeates your near vicinity and changes it according to your affinities.</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%"></td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Blessed by the Goddess of Purity [blessing],[hidden]


    You are one of the few beings possessing the blessing of this goddess, and as such you cannot be tainted in any way. Be it people who want to rape you, poison in your drink or tattoos, any and all of these will be prevented in a way or another.</td></tr>


    <tr><td></td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Curse of THE ULTIMATE BEING [curse/blessing],[hidden]


    THE ULTIMATE BEING will do his utmost to make your life more interesting until he gets bored of you.


    Only to people who have had this [curse] it is visible.</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    I closed the [status] after reading it.


    ¡­.I was now 14 years old¡­.


    I was unconscious for 6 years?


    And what¡¯s up with the [Creator-like] level?


    Shouldn¡¯t it be [God-like]?


    And all those other things¡­..


    Well, the [status] did not lie, I did feel full of mana.


    Looking around I finally took notice of my surroundings.


    It was rather dark, only the moonlight and a slight glow from an dim aura that had formed around me lightened up a bed that stood in the middle of a complicated magic circle drawn on the floor.


    As nothing else was around I decided to take a look at myself.


    To make it easier for me to watch myself I decided to try out if I could make the light particles in front of me reflect back, and just with infusing a minuscule amount of my mana into my thoughts the picture of a heavenly young lady with gleaming long golden hair, a beautifully fair skin and pure white wings appeared in front of me!


    Golden eyes glanced at me and a slight smile nearly made me fall in love with myself.


    I must say I was not a very narcissistic person, but with such an appearance I would need to be careful. I really didn¡¯t want to become like one of those smug girls putting up a death flag after another.


    An alarm bell ringing in the background got me out of my stupor.


    I just woke up and another bad thing happens? Really? Does it have to?


    Removing the mirror I had set up and standing up, I nearly couldn¡¯t make it to the window so unaccustomed to my own limbs I was.


    Leaning on the ledge at the window I could detect nothing interesting outside, so I slowly made my way outside my room to look for someone in the hallways.


    Still nothing?


    No, there were some faint footsteps coming closer. A second later a maid came around the corner nearly bumping into me, but still falling down in the progress of evading me.


    I held out my hand trying to help her up, but she just looked at me with big eyes, then jumping up and running away screaming: ¡°HELP! MONSTER! ANGEL! HEEEEEEEEEEEELLLP!¡±


    ¡­


    As I found nothing behind me justifying such an outbreak I couldn¡¯t help but feel insulted. Calling such a beautiful girl¡­. girl like me a monster can be considered rather rude, right?


    Even if I still don¡¯t really feel like a girl, this is still very insulting.


    But considering everything here is of the darkness-element I can forgive her for calling me a monster for being an angel.


    Anyway, to stop such things from happening again I hid my wings, which worked beautifully, stopped all mana from leaking, which was a bit difficult to concentrate on the whole time, and hid my aura¡­.not.


    It was impossible. It even said permanently in the description.


    Ignoring that for now I followed the maid in a comfortable speed, wondering how others may react to me and what has happened during my ...death? sleep? whatever!


    A few corridors later a lot of guards in heavy armor, with shields in the front and spears from the back surrounded the helpless, small, slightly glowing girl in a white sleeping dress.


    From behind the shield wall I heard someone shouting: ¡°We¡¯ve got this abomination! Now do like we trained! Mages, cast some shields, then slowly push ¡­..¡± ¡°HEY!¡±, I disrupted this guy. ¡°What do you idiots think you are doing?¡±


    ¡°...¡±


    ¡°KILLLLL!¡± A guy from the second row jumped forward and easily pierced my chest with his spear.


    Not wanting to fight back I just let my body respond naturally to being killed: loosing all my muscles and letting me slump to the floor and doing nothing. Not breathing felt somehow strange, but I somehow knew could stay like that for a while.


    A lot of them were surprised it went so easy, but because I showed no sings of having faked my death, they soon carried me away to a pitch black room and laid me down onto a stone table.


    When they had left, I stood up and tried to find out where I was using the glow my body gave off as a light source.


    Going around the room I found more tables, similar to the one I was put on, as well as several knifes, saws, tongs and other instruments used to dissect a body. Apparently they left me in a morgue or something like that.


    Not caring about that in any way I took some cloth I found on one of the tables and made myself a comfy bed in the place the guards put me on.


    I quickly fell asleep.


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    you haven¡¯t expected me to post this chapter so soon, didn¡¯t you?


    well, anyway¡­¡­


    its the same for this chapter like for the last one


    pls tell me whats wrong with all I did and post many many comments


    and tell me if my tags are right.


    also, I will stop using the [skills] in the [status] (like I did in this chap.) because its just too much work.


    oh, and I think I should say thank you about the over 1000 views I have on several chapters now


    is that much?


    I don¡¯t think so, but who cares?


    I¡¯m happy anyway.


    I¡¯m already done with the next chapter after this (surprisingly), even if it is short, so that one will come tomorrow.


    @zakripng(that guy wrote a review): haters gonna hate (not you though, your text is perfectly fine)


    I write this story because I want to, so I REALLY dont care much how many readers I get (even if I¡¯m happy about them and any comment I get)

 Chapter 10: getting thrown out

    getting thrown out


    I woke up because someone hit me. Hard.


    I even fell off my makeshift bed, injuring me even more.


    ¡°....have to happen???? First some mages randomly set up a barrier separating the whole mansion without reason and then vanish without traces. NO, EXACTLY in that night that THING has to wake up and get herself killed. Arrgh! HOW should I tell her about this? She will¡­.. that¡¯s right, I just need to NOT tell her about this! Then I can also have my way with this body. Hehehe¡­.¡±


    I sat up, leaning against the stone table and spitting out blood.


    ¡°Oh, so it is still alive! Hmmm¡­¡­


    You will go on a journey. You will travel to the Royal school in the capital. Somebody will provide you with some money, clothes and a weapon.¡±


    Father left the room without even looking at me once. Better for me, I dont have to see his ugly face that way.


    It happened like ¡®master¡¯ said. The day after that I was dressed up in plain traveling gear, with a bag on my back that contained some food and clothes, a purse on a cord around my neck with some golden coins and a small dagger strapped on my back a bit above the hips.


    Somebody even was kind enough to give me the introductory letter I was supposed to give the headmaster to gain entry as a student, as well as a detailed map.


    Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.


    Then I was literally put on the street.


    That was rather sudden, but my situation was not so bad, probably.


    The 5 golden coins I had should be worth quite a bit and if I compare this currency to the one in the light novels, common people would not even use these so much worth they had.


    All speculation and could prove wrong, but lets assume it is like that for now and not worry about money.


    Then, according to the map and the information I got from a friendly maid, I would need about half a year by foot until I reach the capital if I were a normal fallen angel, which I was definitely not, but I had more than double the time for that journey as one requirement ot enter the school was to be 16.


    ----------


    I¡¯m a bit sorry that it¡¯s just a short chapter, but I really write much lately, so the next chapter is already done and will come tomorrow


    I should also finish the chapter after that either today or tomorrow


    @Xantar \


    @wellenl?ufer | -> thanks for the post!


    @Lenis Flamma /


    @ArchmageNaoki: ¡­

 Chapter 11:starting my journey

    starting my journey


    Standing in front of the gates, I took the single road that led away from here.


    Walking along I realized it was the first time in this life I was out alone. I could do what I want. I even could run away!


    ¡­.but why should I do that?


    I only would have to work to get some money for food.


    ¡­.do I still need food?


    Apparently not, since from the time I woke up yesterday I had not eaten a single thing.


    I decided to eat anyway, it would ease my load I would have to carry. Maybe I would keep some with me though. You never know, reincarnated people would always find nearly starving people on the roadside who would turn out to be annoying and strong.


    I decided to eat whenever I wanted and not care about that.


    How did that work anyway? Not eating for so long?


    It surely is caused by magic¡­¡­.


    I should try out how to do magic a bit more, but I¡¯m very sure I should wait until I¡¯m further away from the mansion.


    Pondering on like that I walked down the road.


    I found out I didn¡¯t even need to sleep.


    I should do it though, it would be very suspicious if a small girl¡­. walked alone in the dark.


    Setting up a camp was a hassle though. Especially setting up a fire. Since I shouldn¡¯t use magic so near the mansion, and nobody though about taking something else to light up a fire with, the only other option would have been to rub sticks against each other.


    When night came I just sat down at a tree and wrapped myself in a cloak I found in my bag. It had a convenient hood I could hide my hair under, I should remember that option.


    Thinking about hair, I noticed I still had that halo hovering above me.


    Thinking about how convenient it would be to make that one disappear too, it did. I still felt it though, so I was pretty happy about that.


    The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation.One thing less I had to worry about.


    Anyway, trying to sleep was actually very easy. Like with the halo, just a bit harder, I had to wish for me to do so.


    The next morning I was stiff and hurt all over.


    Me being a living flashlight probably attracted a lot of mosquitoes, so I had swellings on every exposed part of skin. Never wanting to feel like that again, I made the decision to either hide myself fully at night, or rather, if nobody was around, to just keep going.


    They disappeared within hours, which made me think about the other wounds I had received when I was stabbed by the guards and hit by ¡®master¡¯.


    Since I couldn¡¯t find a trace of them I assumed I had good regenerative powers or healed myself unconsciously. Regardless, I was happy I would not have to deal with that.


    A few days later I came to the first city. It had unimpressive, but still around 7m high stone walls with some watchtowers and only one gate, as it was a bit off the road with a single broad way going from a point where several highways and smaller streets met.


    Closing in on the town and coming across several people I wondered why they were all staring at me. Was there something on my face or¡­...wait. I glow, right? And my hair shouldn¡¯t make me any less inconspicuous.


    How troublesome, but there¡¯s nothing I can really do.


    I could probably colour my hair brown with some smelly stuff, but there¡¯s no way I would use such things on my beautiful, in the sun glittering hair!


    Thinking about that, I came to the gatehouse, which had a small line of carriages, travellers and mercenaries waiting to get in. Standing in line I got uncomfortable with all the strangers staring at me.


    I was lucky that there were two separate lines for carriages and people on foot, so because sole travellers were finished up quickly, it soon was my turn.


    Looking at the old guard that had a perverted grin on his face, I could only hope he wouldn¡¯t cause too much trouble¡­.


    ----------------


    @wellenl?ufer: am I your sensei¡­. or am I your FATHER!!! XP


    @claws8367:who would actually explain things to a thing (slave)? that would be a waste of time

 Chapter 12: first troubles

    first troubles


    WARNING!


    this text contains +13? ... +15?  content


    something like that


    Meeting the guard¡¯s stare head on, he quickly had to bend forward a bit to hide his ¡®thing¡¯.


    Gross¡­.


    Now I know how it feels to be stared at by guys. I¡¯m actually happy I was such a loner in my past life that I didn¡¯t even do THAT.


    Greeting him with a smile I started talking in a childish way: ¡°Hey, granpa! Can you please let me in?¡±


    Urgh¡­¡­only talking like this to that guy caused an urge to vomit in me, but I was a brave little ...girl and continued smiling. I was VERY sure paedophile was one of the things even the murderous and rapist gods thought of as unfitting and deserving punishment, as I had read so several times in religious texts. I could only hope that trash did read that too.


    ¡°Hehehe.. normally people would have to pay a bit, but if you come with me for a while and play some games, I can make an exception¡±


    ¡°What games, gramps?¡± I continued my play while already planning on how to get him arrested.


    ¡°Just come with me for now!¡± He grabbed my arm faster than I could react and dragged me off into a near alleyway.


    ¡°Now well play doctor..hehehehe¡­¡±


    Bringing down his pants and starting to move his hands in my direction, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. Everything did.


    The only thing I could move were my eyes, which focused on a system message that had come into existence in front of me.


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td colspan=''2''>You are to engage impure acts.


    Do you wish to continue and loose [blessing of the goddess of purity]?</td>[tr]


    [tr]<td width="25%">Yes!</td><td width="25%">No!</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    I made my decision. As the time slowly began to move again I took a deep breath and screamed:


    ¡°NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!¡±


    Somebody took the salivating pervert away from the me who was cowering on the floor. Trying to hide the tears that I had shed I looked up to a group of mercenaries that stood behind the now unconscious creep.


    Holding that trash up was a big buy with brown, earthy skin, short hair, bulging muscles and a big bow on his back.


    This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon.Next behind him was a female blood-elf in chainmail and partial plate armor, a sword at her side and a shield on her back. On top of her petite body sat a rather beautiful face, and adorning her hips were some bags and a whip, additionally to her weapon.


    The last of the group was a beastman of a mouse-clan, hiding the most of his face under a hood which was attached on his leather armor. I could also make out a pair of daggers hidden behind the many satchels on his belt.


    Coming from behind the burly guy the girl took me in her arms, talking to me in a soothing way: ¡°Its okay. He can¡¯t do anything to you anymore. You¡¯re safe. Its all ok. Nothing can happen anymore¡­.¡±


    I just buried my face in her hard breastplate and curled up on her lap.


    A few minutes later I had calmed down and freed myself from the embrace.


    Looking at her I said ¡°Thank you.¡± in a meek voice.


    Getting back a bit I continued: ¡°Thank you all. My name¡¯s Ria. May I hear yours?¡±


    I was a bit surprised about my still shaky voice, but I was happy that the introduction sounded natural.


    I had found out that by thinking about disguising myself one evening a window had popped up.


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Please enter a pseudonym you would want to carry:</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">___________</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    I had thought of the name Ria Licht, as Ria would be a short form of Aria and Licht is german for light and would fit my current appearance.


    The elf answered my question: ¡°Hi, Ria! I¡¯m Laerissa, but you can call me Lae. That big guy holding the scumbag is Rodrick the oh so great. And that nervous guy back there is Niirshan.¡±


    Holding out her hand she continued: ¡°We¡¯re now going to get that trash that assaulted you arrested, but we need you to tell the guard captain what happened. Can you come with us and do that?¡±


    Hesitating a bit, I then nodded and took her hand.


    Turning around she slowly led me out of the side road, followd by the other two.


    ------------


    nothing really to say this time


    I bought XCOM2, so the next chapters may be delayed a bit


    at least it isn¡¯t at a cliffhanger right now XP


    thx to the three who pointed the wrong chapter number out to me


    I was very tired when I uploaded this


    but why has no one ccomplained about double chapter 5 yet (I''m going to edit that right now so don''t be surprised if you don''t see the mistake anymore)

 the guild

    The Guild


    The guild is a typical ¡°Adventurer-Guild¡±-like organization, but with a bit more variety.


    Everyone can enter the guild for a small fee and receive a identification card that will help in entering any town, therefore most travelers or any person that does not live in a town is registered at the guild.


    The main reason why there is the guild is for the missions one can accept there.


    The missions are divided into type of mission and difficulty of the mission.


    Any person with a guild card is allowed to accept any missions of the lowest difficulty (F), and when one has done 10 of the one type, one is allowed to take on missions of a higher difficulty (E) of the same type.


    Because of that most people specialize on one type of missions and will therefore be called like that.


    When one reaches a high enough level in one type, the minimum level of other types will rise a bit too, as it would make no sense for a high-proficient escort to slaughter small-fry animals directly next to the town. (which would be the most common F-rank hunter mission)


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td colspan=''2''>ranking system</td>[tr]


    [tr]<td width="25%">SSS</td><td width="25%">there are only 3 of these on the world!</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">SS</td><td width="25%">these mostly are employed as guild masters to solve difficult problems</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">S</td><td width="25%">these, in preparation to their future jobs often set up new guild houses</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">A</td><td width="25%">top-grade fighters, most commonly adventurers or exterminators</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">B</td><td width="25%">local celebrities</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">C</td><td width="25%">most common rank in the guild</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">D</td><td width="25%">small-fry to sacrifice for the greater good</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">E</td><td width="25%">you need to reach at least this rank to be accepted as a disciple</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">F</td><td width="25%">everyone starts here</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation.<tr><td colspan=''2''>types of combat-oriented guild members</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">mercenary</td><td width="25%">the general term for all combat-oriented guild members</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">exterminator</td><td width="25%">kills monsters because they are a danger for nearby settlements


    most exterminator missions can also be accepted by equally ranked other combat-oriented types</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">hunter</td><td width="25%">a typical hunter that kills animals and monsters for their meat and fur</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">escort</td><td width="25%">escorts travelers and merchants from one place to another</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">explorer</td><td width="25%">explores the unknown areas of the wilderness that surrounds the populated areas</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">adventurer</td><td width="25%">explores the dungeons spread all over the world, the most dangerous and rewarding type of missions</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">trapper</td><td width="25%">captures small animals and monsters as pets for rich aristocrats</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">headhunter</td><td width="25%">kills wanted criminals</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    Additional to these are crafters guild for all crafting professions, and the dark guild, both of them subsidiary guilds following the main guild.


    The dark guild is the known ¡°bad¡± side of the guild and lets you accept illegal missions like assassinations, kidnapping, theft and such. It has no ranking system and everyone can accept these missions, but because most of these are very dangerous, only the best and most ruthless ones will carry out these well-paid missions.


    Anyone that offers his fighting talents outside of the guild has most likely commited a crime the guild cannot overlook, and therefore are most likely cheaper and much more unreliable. No sane person would get help from these outlaws.


    ---------------


    so, here¡¯s some info-dump for you thats necessary for the next chapter


    @ared2


    @Lenis Flamma thx for the correction


    @Sddg97

 Chapter 13: the Officer

    the Officer


    After a while we arrived at big military-looking barracks.


    I was a bit surprised that on the way there nobody really looked at us because of the trash Rodrick was carrying, but apparently the townspeople were used to such spectacles.


    In front of the building Lae spoke to one of the two guards at the door about meeting their superior, and we were quickly led in.


    We were brought to a room on the second floor. In there was a old, man in a military uniform, sitting behind a desk reading some papers. The walls were mostly filled out with bookshelves, but on a wall was a map of the surrounding landscape.


    Looking up he said: ¡°Oh, so its you. What happened this time?¡±


    It seemed like he had some history with my saviors.


    Lae answered him: ¡°We caught a pedophile.¡±


    The officer¡¯s expression darkened. ¡°I hope before anything happened?¡±


    ¡°It was close. We found him assaulting this girl in one of the seldom used side streets, with his trousers down.¡±


    ¡°Hm.¡± He looked at me who had her gaze fixed on the books all around the room. I did listen to them, but those books! There were some about rare monsters one would only encounter far away from civilization I had not seen before, as well as books about the town¡¯s near wildlife and plants I wanted to look through.


    Wanting to ignore him for a bit I continued checking out the book titles, but I soon was interrupted: ¡°Hey little girl. Can you tell me what happened?¡±


    ¡°I came to the gates and wanted inside when that offered to play some games with me in exchange for letting me in. When I asked which ones he...he dragged me off. He¡­. pushed me to¡­ to the wall¡­. and¡­ and¡­. ¡° I didn¡¯t play. I was really that affected by that occurrence. I would never want to live through something like that again.


    Lae came over to me and took me in her arms: ¡°Shhh¡­. , it¡¯s all ok.¡±


    A bit later I had recovered and stopped shivering. I hadn¡¯t realized I did.


    An attendant came in, putting a bag on the table and leaving again.


    The officer took out a few gold coins and quite a lot of silver ones, splitting them up in four piles.


    ¡°Here¡¯s your reward for capturing that trash. He will be delivered to the church of the god of torture right away.¡±


    Niishan and Roderick both took one pile, while Lae took the two others and presented one to me: ¡°There. I don¡¯t know if you would want this money, but its quite a bit. You should take it.¡±


    Nodding I took it. 2 gold and 50 silver. Quite a reward, but I was that beautiful.


    The reward for capturing a pedophile during, before or directly after usually consisted of three times the violated persons worth, and the victim also got it¡¯s own worth once. This usually enabled them to buy themselves free if they were slaves, but most of the times their master just took that money away from them anyway. Regardless of that, the reward for capturing one was very much, so most people had an eye open for such easy ways to get money which made it far harder for pedophiles to fulfill their desires.


    If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation.


    I concluded gold really was worth quite much. I mean, look at me, such an appearance was unique in these lands, so obviously I would be rated quite highly. Additionally to that i glowed, rising my worth a bit more. To be sure I would have to check out the market though.


    Anyway, following Lae outside, she was welcomed by a purple skinned lady with long black hair, ¡®hiding¡¯ her hourglass-like figure under a skin-tight robe and announcing her status as mage with the long, gem adorned wand at her side.


    After a short hug, that person I thought of as succubus looked at me and asked: ¡°So, who did you pick up this time?¡±


    Only a short explanation from Lae was needed to make her bury my face in her ample breasts, pitying me nearly to death. Only after nearly a minute of suffocating and struggling I could escape from her grip.


    ¡°Can we keep her?¡± She asked with upturned eyes.


    ¡­.am I treated like a pet?


    Well, since they are so nice, I could probably use them to accompany on the journey. The way that officer talked to them implied that they see each other rather often, and the fact that they had good, well maintained armors and weapons should mean that they are strong and trustworthy, or at least won¡¯t abandon me on the road.


    ¡°Are you mercenaries?¡± I asked.


    ¡°Yeah, why?¡±


    ¡°Can I hire you?¡±


    ....


    ¡°I need to go to the capital, but I fear that more such beasts would attack me. I can only pay so much.¡± I show the hand with the money I just got.


    ¡°So it¡¯s like that. Yes, you can hire us, but we need to go to the guild to make this official. Do you want to do it now?¡±


    ¡°Yes!¡±


    I was lucky they were such nice people. If they had not told me about the guild, I would have never followed them. I wouldn¡¯t want to be abducted on the way after all.


    And so I followed them to the guild house.


    ----------------


    there, a new chapter


    @Sddg97


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    @Litmus: great that you like my story!

 Chapter 14: giving the quest

    giving the quest


    The building of the guild was an imposing 3-storied building with integrated bar and restaurant, and several stores offering weapon and armors and repairs for those were all around the square in front of the guild.


    Following the group into the building there was a surprising high amount of female fighters and mages around, I estimated a male-female ratio of 60:40.


    Lae then led me to a counter with a average-looking girl in a plain maid-like uniform, while the others went to the restaurant-part of the building and reserved a table for us.


    The girl asked us in a professionally polite, but a bit bored tone: ¡°Welcome to the guild. What services would you like to use?¡±


    ¡°I would want this little one here to get a guild card, and then she wanted to employ my group for an escort mission.¡± Lae answered for me. We had already talked a bit about how we would want to do this on the way here, so she knew I wasn¡¯t a guild member yet.


    ¡°That would be one silver for the registration please.¡±


    I handed over the coin and then filled out the sheet that was handed to me. The card I then got back looked a bit like this:


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td colspan=''4''>Guild Identification Card</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Name:</td><td width="25%">Ria Licht</td><td width="25%">Gender</td><td width="25%">female</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Level:</td><td width="25%">58</td><td width="25%">Age:</td><td width="25%">14</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Main Affinity:</td><td width="25%">Life</td><td width="25%">Main Weapon:</td><td width="25%">-</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Main Path:</td><td width="25%">-</td><td width="25%">Secondary Path</td><td width="25%">-</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    ¡°Oh, so you are a healer?¡± Lae was a bit surprised. Do I really look that useless?


    ¡°I¡¯m not that good yet.¡± I dodged that question. I really wouldn¡¯t want to try that out on them, I probably would cause them to die because of aging or something if i would cast regenerate¡­..


    I would need to find some animals to try that out soon, otherwise I would really be useless.


    Anyway, after the registration I had to fill out a request form with details about what I would want. For the reward I would then get a recommendation from the guild, but I could still give any amount of money I would want.


    The paper I handed back to the assistant girl was received with raised eyebrows.


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td colspan=''2''>Request Document</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Questtitle:</td><td width="25%">Escort to Royal Capital</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Questgiver:</td><td width="25%">Ria Licht</td></tr>


    Stolen from its original source, this story is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.<tr><td colspan=''2''>Quest details:</td></tr>


    <tr><td colspan=''2''>Ria Licht requests escort to the royal capital and wants to arrive before she turns 16. Any matters regarding traveling route, food, resting places and other details should be handled by the escort group and has to be of satisfying quality. All expenses are to be payed by the escort group. The escort group is allowed to take other quests if arrival before the 16th birthday of Ria Licht is guaranteed.


    There has to be at least one female member of the group with Ria Licht at all times!</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Reward:</td><td width="25%"></td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    ¡°You sure have some strange ideas. Anyway, the normal reward for a escort to the capital would be around 1 gold, but with the fact that there is much time to finish the mission and other missions can be accepted, as well as the ¡®the escort group has to care and pay for everything, it should be around¡­. 2 to 3 gold? Hard to say¡­¡± The girl sounded a bit more interested as she said that.


    When I looked up to Lae, she smiled and said: ¡°Make it 2 gold 50 silver.¡±


    I nodded at the assistant who looked at me as if asking if that was ok.


    ¡°Then, please give me the reward money, as well as the 30 silver fee for the request.¡± Then, asking Lae: ¡°Do you immediately want to accept the quest?¡±


    ¡°Yes, please.¡± My protector handed over her guild card, while I took out the money. I managed to get a glimpse of Laes guild card.


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td colspan=''4''>Guild Identification Card</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Name:</td><td width="25%">Laerissa Ralev</td><td width="25%">Gender</td><td width="25%">female</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Level:</td><td width="25%">170</td><td width="25%">Age:</td><td width="25%">87</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Main Affinity:</td><td width="25%">Wind</td><td width="25%">Main Weapon:</td><td width="25%">Sword & Shield</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Main Path:</td><td width="25%">Adventurer {A}</td><td width="25%">Secundary Path</td><td width="25%">Escort {C}</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    ...She was A-rank.


    It seems I made a pretty strong friend.


    --------


    so, i finally overcame my lazyness and wrote another chapter


    nothing else to say, really


    @slaggedfire: I had wrote it in the story description since the beginning, I am very lazy and wont post regularly, but i wont drop it


    @litmus: nobody ever said ¡°first¡± at my story¡­¡­


    @all the guys who complained that ¡®I¡¯ did not play around with magic: i already made a comment on that

 Chapter 15: leaving town

    leaving town


    After we said goodbye to the receptionist girl we went over to the restaurant part and sat down at the table. I got a seat between Lae and the succubus girl i hadn¡¯t heard the name of yet.


    During the meal, which was delicious, nobody really said anything.


    After that Lae asked me: ¡°Before we met you, we were thinking about challenging the nearest dungeon. To get there we need to go to the town that exports and manufactures the artifacts found inside the dungeon. Are you okay with us going there? Its a rather low-level dungeon so we are very sure you can safely accompany us inside.¡±


    I replied with a spirited ¡°Yeah, sure. Sounds fun.¡± I mean, who wouldn¡¯t want to experience that at least once in their lifes?


    ¡°Good. We will depart from here tomorrow then.¡±


    The two guys then went to get the necessary stuff for me I wasn¡¯t given when I was thrown out of the mansion while the other two brought me to their inn to ask if there was a room free.


    Since there was not, Lae told me: ¡°Then you have to sleep with us two in a room. I¡¯ll just sleep on the floor then, with you and Shelica on the beds.¡±


    Then I was hugged from behind. ¡°No! She¡¯s going to sleep with me!¡±


    I couldn¡¯t refute, since one of her arms was over my mouth, so Lae took my silence as a yes and chuckled: ¡°That''s nice of you two.¡±


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    After that statement I couldn¡¯t say no anymore.


    The rest of the day was rather uneventful, mainly listening to Lae and Shelica talking about past adventures and information about the dungeon we were going to.


    We went to sleep early to be able to leave tomorrow morning fully awake. Just, that didn¡¯t work out for me since I was sleeping with Shelica. She used me as a hugging pillow from behind and turned around often, trowing me from her right to her left and rolling over me. It was a horror.


    In the morning I had found out I didn¡¯t need to sleep, since I was not tired a bit. What a lucky me! I should try to sleep anyways, always being awake wouldn¡¯t be good for my mind.


    And thus our small group then left the town by horse, me sitting in front of Lae and the guards nodding our way when we passed the gate.


    -------


    there, another short chapter


    nothin¡¯ else to say


    @Sddg97: truly, first in every meaning


    @anyone wants to talk about me using ''tomorrow'' and such without present tense: go f u

 Chapter 16: taveling

    traveling


    After some days of traveling on either Laes or Shelicas horse and being hugged over night, I had finally found some time to think about recent events and my abnormal status.


    I didn¡¯t need to either sleep, drink or eat any more, and my hair automatically straightened and cleaned itself, to the point that the two other girls in our group were envious and asked me how I did that. I couldn¡¯t answer them because I didn¡¯t know though.


    I started to miss Risa and Tora, but I didn¡¯t have much hope for the latter as my title stating me as master of that gigantic ball of fluff was gone.


    Other than that I felt some pressure building up inside me, probably because of the hughe amounts of mana that were somehow sealed by me, but I had no way of releasing that without telling my group, which I didn¡¯t want yet. i didn¡¯t trust them that much yet.


    Thus I decided to do something to gain more knowledge. No, not asking my escort, I wanted to use a feature of my halo I had neglected before.


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Bearer of a Halo [Title]


    Any and all spells related to [Life] and [Light] affinities are greatly boosted.


    Specific stored memories may be accessed if you reach certain requirements.


    [Title] will be removed with Halo.</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


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    And so I tried accessing any stored memories inside.


    ¡°Ria! Are you okay??¡±


    I turned around, seeing Laes worried face.


    ¡°Your nose is bleeding!¡±


    Is it?


    Does it?


    Why do I feel like sleeping?


    ¡°Ria!¡±


    I¡¯ll just take a nap then¡­.


    Leaning my head back, my consciousness soon faded.


    ------


    ANOTHER short chapter¡­..


    I changed the story description, but I¡¯m not satisfied¡­


    can somebody give their opinion?


    @Tason (Chapter 2):well, that''s sad, but try out some more chapters, they¡¯re not that long anyway XP


    @Slaggedfire and Sddg97: XD ¡­. those things are exactly what I want to see in the comments (but act like I didn¡¯t write that)


    @Sleepydriver: thx for so much reputation

 Chapter 17: revealing my powers

    revelaing my powers


    I woke up with and enormous headache.


    Looking around I now knew more about the plants and wildlife than before¡­ somehow.


    ¡°She¡¯s awake!¡±


    Lae and Shelica rushed to me, the guys standing behind them looking at me.


    ¡°What happened? We were so worried!¡± Shelica called out.


    ¡°Can¡¯t tell.¡± I simply answered and shook my head. But I had an idea.


    ¡°No way. You have to tell us!¡± Lae refused. No way she would accept something like that.


    ¡°You have to swear to not tell anybody. True swears.¡±


    ¡°If you think that¡¯s necessary¡­¡±


    I quickly wrote down what they would have to say:


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">by the gods,


    by the world we live on,


    by hall I hold dear,


    I will keep secret what she tells,


    protect what she entrusts,


    and carry out her word!


    for one time,


    and only once,


    but this one forever!</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    ¡°I wouldn¡¯t have expected you to know something like that.¡± Niishan said one of his rare comments.


    After they all sweared I showed them my status


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td colspan=''2''>General Information</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Name</td><td>Ria Licht</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Age</td><td>14</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Gender</td><td>female</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Race</td><td>frail Saint {Angel}</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Level</td><td>Creator-like</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td colspan=''2''>Status</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Health</td><td>70/70</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Mana</td><td>ERROR!</td></tr>


    <tr><td></td><td></td></tr>


    <tr><td>Strength</td><td>40</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Stamina</td><td>32</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Agility</td><td>50</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Dexterity</td><td>81</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Intelligence</td><td>5500</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Wisdom</td><td>100</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td colspan=''2''>Basic Affinities</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Arcane</td><td>100%</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Earth</td><td>0%</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Water</td><td>0%</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Wind</td><td>0%</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Fire</td><td>0%</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Light</td><td>100%</td></tr>


    <tr><td></td><td></td></tr>


    <tr><td colspan=''2''>Additional Affinities</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Mind</td><td>90%</td></tr>


    Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work!<tr><td>Life</td><td>100%</td></tr>


    <tr><td>Soul</td><td>25%</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    <table><tbody>


    <tr><td width="25%">Titles, Blessings and other permanent or semipermanent changes</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%"></td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Slave [Curse]


    You must follow the commands of your owner. [ineffective due to [Blessing of the Goddess of Purity]]


    [Curse] will be removed with choker.</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%"></td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Slave of the Blackwing-Family [curse/title]


    You are a being both feared and pitied by the common people, as you represent the Blackwing family in the worst way possible: as a Slave.</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%"></td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Bearer of a Halo [title]


    Any and all spells related to [Life] and [Light] affinities are greatly boosted.


    Specific stored memories may be accessed if you reach certain requirements.


    [Title] will be removed with Halo.</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%"></td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Aura of Light [permanent passive ability]


    An Aura of Light will permanently envelope you and change according to your feelings, influencing nearby lifeforms and lighting up your surroundings.</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%"></td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">truly Immortal tTitle]


    You are truly Immortal. You cannot catch any disease. Nothing can kill you. Even if your soul is shattered and spread over several dimensions, within time you will revive.</td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%"></td></tr>


    <tr><td width="25%">Mana-well [title]


    You have such a huge amount of mana that your body cannot possibly contain it all. Therefore all excess mana spreads around you, permeates your near vicinity and changes it according to your affinities.</td></tr>


    </tbody></table>


    They couldn¡¯t possibly expect something like that so they just stared.


    A few minutes later they snapped out of it.


    ¡°¡±¡±¡°WHAT THE FU**¡±¡±¡±¡±


    ¡°Yeah, that''s why I really don¡¯t want you to tell anyone.¡±


    After the tent I slept in was put away, we continued our journey in silence for a while.


    ¡°So, why did you fell unconscious then?¡± Lae later asked.


    ¡°I tried to access the memories in the halo. I did succeed, but apparently it was too much stress for my brain.¡±


    ¡°...¡±


    ¡°Can¡¯t you just treat me like before?¡±


    ¡°We¡¯ll try, but... its just a bit much at once. Give us some time, ok?.¡± Shelica hugged me from behind.


    I leaned back into her arms and sighted, then soon willed for me to fall asleep, not wanting to endure the silence.


    ----


    and ANOTHER short chapter¡­..


    the ones I wrote in one go are all posted now, so just hope I write some more until tomorrow


    anyway, in the next few chapters you can expect MAGIC!!!!


    can somebody come up with a better true swear?


    this one is really crappy, but I had no good Ideas


    @makakarer: sry¡­.


    @ared2: glad you¡¯re still around XD


    @Lenis Flamma: Risa is obviously alive, I mean, why wouldn¡¯t she. right? ¡­. RIGHT?

 Chapter 18: magic

    magic


    I woke up when Shelica lifted me of the horse-like animal we had been riding on.


    My stirring caught her by surprise and she involuntarily let me go, dropping me on the floor.


    ¡°Ouch!¡±


    ¡°Oh, sorry, sorry, I didn¡¯t wa-¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s ok, I¡¯m fine.¡± Other than my butt hurting. But since it seemed she couldn¡¯t treat me like before, when she would have immediately asked if I was alright. Instead she seemed to be afraid of my actions, so I just ignored it.


    The others then set up the tents, continuing their silent staring, or being deeply in thought, and prepared some food.


    Niishan was the first one for the lookout tonight, so he stayed after the meal at the fire and started carving a piece of wood. He always made hearts or flowers, sometimes small weapons for children or statues of animals or monsters. This time his workpiece slowly started to look like a human with wings.


    I just said to him: ¡°I¡¯ll be going a bit into the woods, trying to figure out my magic.¡± After he looked up and nodded, he continued working, so I assumed he meant I could.


    A bit away I found a small clearing with a small pond at one end, and some stones nest to it. While sitting on a fitting stone, I already pondered about the experiments I would conduct.


    First would probably be forming my excess mana into something no-destructive, so it could not blow up when I would first try manipulating mana. The most useful thing, and by far the most inconspicuous method I had thought of, was the forming of a mana crystal. Those were the crystallisation of raw mana usually only found far away from any intelligent races, and coud store quite large amounts of mana of the affinity they themselves had. To make that, I would need to compress all mana I had into one place, and hope I would have enough ¡­ me hoping for enough mana? pffff, that''s the only thing I had to much of!


    Starting with it I first felt the energy inside me, then wishing for it to gather in front of me while breaking the seal I had placed on myself.


    The first part was easy, I even could perceive mana of all types, mainly earth, life and water, around me, which was what only very strong entities could do.


    The other part was a little hard, because my seal was something without structure, but very much mana, but the build up pressure, combined with my will, broke through that.


    Then I could see the mana flowing out. Gleaming streams of golden energy shone in the woods, as they made their way to the middle of the clearing, there combining again and warping the reality, making a see-through crystal growing into existence. The mass of mana then continued revolving around its creation, slowly feeding it with more and more energy and letting it grow until it reached the size of a table tennis ball, then I stopped my mana from exiting my body.


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    After the rests of my mana slowly faded out of existence, I stood up from my stone and walked towards the floating crystal. I had envisioned it like a single wing, but the details I could see in my creation were astounding. Each single feather had its own strands modeled out, and on the base of the wing was an beautifully integrated hole to put it on a necklace.


    Perfect.


    Then I prepared the next thing, an Ard-Ritual. Drawing the required symbols in the grassy floor was good mana manipulation training, but filing everything with mana was difficult enough to make me need more than an hour of constant concentration. When everything was finished I put the crystal in the middle and placed several drops of my blood at specific locations within the built up spell. The rest was just a bit of mana manipulation.


    This entire procedure was repeated several times when I realised that I needed a fitting material for the thin chain i would use as a necklace, and with every time needing to refill the magic symbols with magic I actually needed until the sun rose to finish everything.


    The result was an entire chain with pendant made from one of the most expensive materials of this world, bound to me so that none other could ever even touch it and with and inscribed spell that actively absorbed my excess mana and used it before I would use my mana reserves to cast the spells I wanted.


    I now was nearly undetectable as an anomaly, but only until the magic crystals reached their limit, but with their size together it would need eons on me staying still to reach that point.


    When I was going back to the camp I looked back once to the clearing, with all plants grown a bit and giving of a glow, adding a mysterious hue to the area.


    The others were astounded from what I had done, but still didn¡¯t speak with me, so we continued our journey in silence, with me sitting in front of Lae, who had a envious expression while looking at my necklace.


    I couldn¡¯t stand it, so I took the easy way out and made myself sleep again.


    ----


    there, a whole chapter written on one day, completely without blue boxes, but LONGER


    BE HAPPY!!! XD


    @GaYoung: I¡¯m bad with chapter numeration, this is the third mistake¡­¡­


    @Slaggedfire: everything will be nice in the end? and your swear is worse than mine XP


    @Alaster: for me to write more about social interaction, I should know what normal social interactions are, which I don¡¯t, because I¡¯m bad with talking and don¡¯t bother listening in to the idiotic guys around me. BUT: I will try!


    @canaan: it¡¯s too specific, would be rather unlikely for ¡®me¡¯ to know

 Chapter 19:again magic

    again magic


    I was again woken up by being lifted off the saddle, but this time I was not dropped.


    In comparison to the day before they looked at me with a bit more envy and respect, but also with much more fear and reluctance, so I quickly made my way to a nearby nice place to try out magic.


    This time I wanted to make something that could function as weapon or shield, maybe both.


    The first thing that came into my mind was a laser sword from the old star wars movies, but I soon discarded that Idea. Those things should be something like plasma caught in a magnetic field, and I can¡¯t manipulate any of those two.


    The next thing would be a Ironman-suit, but actually making something like this in the heat of battle or hiding it while not using it were impossible even for me.


    So I tried out a classic: forming a shield from pure energy, or in my case, mainly arcane magic with a bit of light to make it visible. That one worked out well, a bright golden mass of energy accumulated in front of me within moments after I released my mana. After throwing some pebbles lying around against it, I decided I needed to invent an attack-type spell to test this thing.


    So I tried out telekinesis. Because it was connected to arcane affinity, I could easily make hundreds of stones float around, but shooting them was a bit difficult. Only with imagining them as bullets i could make them reach high enough speeds that I was satisfied, but they still needed some seconds spin-up time to make, so I only used them against my shield and then threw the idea away.


    My Shield held against that stone bullet easily, so I saw not much need to improve it for now.


    The next idea I had were needles formed by arcane mana and actually throwing them while infusing them with light mana to give them the speed-properties of light and therefore accelerating them to unimaginable speeds.


    It worked well, or a bit too well...


    Poor mountain on the edge of the horizon, I will forever miss you.


    The mana that had accumulated in my hand had reached sonic speed a few meters away from me, then accelerating even more, creating a vacuum behind it and an area of extremely heated air in front of it, before it crashed into the side of the mountain. When the glowing hot air hit the rock, it immediately evaporated it, then the vacuum that came behind the needle sucked on the rest of the mountain, making it collapse.


    By trying to see more clearly I had midway somehow used light and life mana to increase the abilities of my eyes and brain, so that I could see well enough...or that was what I concluded after inspecting the changes I had made instinctively.


    But through that I noticed how weak my body really was. I could not move like I wanted any more, the wind resistance and mass inertia was too much for my underdeveloped muscles.


    Well, at least now I could react fast enough with magic, if I were to see the attack coming.


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    After a bit of experimenting with my mana needles I concluded that the force behind these projectles were not that much, if it would hit within a few meters, only capable of puncturing a few trees, uprooting the first, or sometimes the second one too.


    This meant that I could use them inside the dungeon without having to worry about collapsing the structure¡­ or at least I hoped so.


    Then, I would need something non-lethal against people I wouldn¡¯t want to hurt.


    A bunch of chains, made from the same mana-concept like the shield should work, so I immediately tried them very successfully against trees, and not so successfully against birds. Those were far too fast.


    Note: Use those against incapacitated, slow or predictable opponents.


    Afterwards I didn¡¯t know what to do anymore, so I tried creating numerous amounts of butterflys made from different colored light, letting them fly through the air, swarming people and impeding sights.


    Or, in other words, a more beautiful smokebomb.


    I even could see what they were seeing, as the were somewhat alive due to the infused life mana.


    I played around with these the rest of the night while thinking about my current position.


    Traveling in such a silence was annoying and depressing. Nothing anybody would want to do.


    So, if nothing would change until we would reach the dungeon, I decided to do something drastic, that would either open their eyes that I still, even counting my previous life, was just a child, or that I would never see them again and travel alone, what would be much more relaxing and fun, even if I would have to ask for the way.


    With those thoughts I made my way back to the camp.


    Like the day before I was just right for setting off, but this time I stayed awake for the whole day.


    Since no one spoke, and those few, awkward tries of the unsocial me initiating a conversation were ignored, nothing really happened along the way on that day.


    The next few days were as boring and awkward as this one, and during the nights I trained myself to be able to use my magic faster and stronger.


    And then that one sentence was said by me one day, a few days travel away from the dungeon town, that changed the situation¡­.


    ----


    there, a chapter with a sort of cliffhanger


    I just wrote this one because I didn¡¯t want to learn¡­..I¡¯m sure it was a bad decision, but at least you are happy XP


    @Slaggedfire: you just cannot accept the truth


    @Alaster: your not wrong, but¡­ yeah, I¡¯ll just do that

 not Chapter 20

    This chapter will be rewritten.


    A lot of people (or at least enough for me) had complained in the comments about things not making sense.


    Therefore I decided to completely redo the whole chapter.


    See what you can do.


    The old chapter will be available in the spoiler tag here, but for the new chapter I will make a new thread (the next one).


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    A few days away from the dungeon town I had enough of trying to initiate a nice conversation and just said: ¡°Can you stop treating me like that?¡±


    ¡°Like what?¡± It was Rodrick, who never had really talked to me before.


    ¡°Like a slave.¡± I knew they thought I was one, but since I didn¡¯t act like one, I had hoped they would not be idiots.


    ¡°You are one. Now shut up and behave like one. Your actions are annoying.¡± His comments made all of us stare at him.


    I got a bit angry. ¡°Am I now still a slave?¡± I ripped off my collar, making it dissolve into white particles.


    All of them stared at me astounded, until Rodrick called me: ¡°You monster!¡±


    That made Lae and Shelica mad, but before they could interrupt, I already had answered.


    ¡°Oh, now I¡¯m a monster? Then why don¡¯t you just slay me, you oh so mighty warrior? Or are you scared?¡±


    ¡°Now you¡¯ve done it!¡± He started taking up his bow.


    While he made himself ready, I jumped down from the horse-thing and started preparing something I had tried out a few days before.


    Lae tried to stop me and Rodrick, but I just told them: ¡°I¡¯ll be in the dungeon, where a monster should be.¡±


    And then I was gone.


    What I had done was bending space, shrinking the length of the way I would want to walk, effectively allowing me to travel extremely fast.


    And thus I got to the dungeon town in mere minutes. While I avoided the town altogether, finding the dungeon was easy because of the road that led into to a small cave entrance, with a small shop and some restaurants in front of it.


    Ignoring those I walked openly in to the cave.


    On the first few floors there was no kobold, as these dog-like humanoids were all killed by the adventurer groups that ventured the dungeon for riches.


    The next floors slowly turned from mere caves lighted just by my own glow into ruins, populated by tribes of kobolds instead of the solitary ones at the entrance.


    From the groups of adventurers I passed, some called out to me that I should go home and that this was no place for a little girl to be, but I just ignored them and walked on.


    After the populated floors always came the dead floors. In those some thought of me as a ghost because of my glow, but I just did something I hadn¡¯t tried before and changed their minds. All undead I met were reduced to ashes by my spilling mana anyways, so I easily got past that area.


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    And then, on the 50th floor, came the bossroom. The boss was a lesser lich I quickly identified, before I spread my mana around the room and created a comfortable throne in the middle of the room from my mana.


    Then I waited...


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    finally, this chapter is done with


    I¡¯m not satisfied with the separation, but at least it contained all elements I wanted


    also, I¡¯m sure I would have much more motivation if there were some substantial comments around


    reviews would also help (3 stars average are not very encouraging)


    I started writing a sci-fi story (chapter 000 - 003 done right now with each ~1k words), but I¡¯ll wait with releasing that one until I¡¯m done with this story


    otherwise both would get not enough attention


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 020 - rewritten version

    020 - rewritten version


    Then, one day, instead of trying to awkwardly and unsuccessfully start a normal conversation, I just asked: ¡°Can you stop being like that?¡±


    Shelica on the horse (I will call them that for now) next to Laes and mine scratched her cheek: ¡°Well¡­.It¡¯s very hard for us to deal with¡­. with you. You are so.. special.¡±


    ¡°And you are a slave.¡± Rodrick threw in.


    ¡°Does that matter?¡± Lae defended me. ¡°Everybody is a being.¡±


    ¡°No, not slaves. But do what you want. Not that my opinion matters anyway.¡± Rodrick really didn¡¯t want to mess with Lae.


    ¡°Ahh, just ignore him. What I really want to know is how you became like that.¡± Shelica questioned me with a curious gaze.


    ¡°I¡­ brought somebody back from the dead. When I was eight.¡±


    ¡°What? How?¡± Shelica leaned over in surprise. ¡°Did you even have access to mana at that age?¡± She questioned further.


    And so I started telling them about me. About my, admittedly not very long, life. And the group became a bit more lively again.


    I started sleeping with Shelica again and we had quite some girl¡¯s talk. Uhrg¡­. girls talk¡­..me¡­..


    Onyl Rodrick was not happy with the current setup. Very unhappy. And so he interrupted our fun a few days later.


    ¡°Your chattering is annoying. And I can¡¯t even believe you can talk with something so dirty and lowly as a slave. Why can¡¯t you just shut up?¡±


    ¡°Why are you so fixated on the slave thing?¡± Shelica again took the role of the questionaire(?). ¡°It¡¯s not that important, is it?¡±


    ¡°It is. Slaves are just things to be used. Walking tools. Nothing to befriend.¡±


    ¡°What if I say I am no slave?¡±


    ¡°Pah, no point in lying if I saw your status.¡±


    ¡°I am not lying!¡± I turned to Lae. ¡°You believe me, right?¡±


    ¡°No, not really. I mean, we all saw your curse, so¡­¡±


    ¡°Shelica?¡±


    ¡°I can¡¯t really say i believe you with that, no.¡±


    Nobody provided any support. Niishan would not have answered. That leaves only one way: ¡°That means I have to show you.¡±


    They looked at me curiously, not knowing what I would do.


    Until I lifted my hands to my slave collar.


    It was general knowledge that if a slave mark was removed forcefully, the slave would die, thus Laerissa immediately tried to stop me, but I was a bit faster.


    A sound similar to breaking glass was heared, and the remains of the piece of cloth that covered my neck slowly dissipated into white particles.


    ¡°Do you believe me now?¡±


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    Lae hugged me from behind, whispering ¡°Yes.¡± into my ears.


    Shelica looked at me with mouth wide open, not knowing what to say.


    Niishan looked up, which was a rare thing.


    And Rodrick fell off his horse.


    ¡°....monster.¡±


    He started slowly crawling away backwards.


    ¡°Monster!¡±


    He stood up and started running.


    ¡°MONSTER!¡±


    And then he readied his bow.


    I was lucky my brain and eyes had improved in my magic experiments, as without them I wouldn¡¯t have been able to stop his arrows in mid-air.


    And Rodrick continued shooting. For several minutes he continued attacking. Then, when there were no more arrows, he just stood there, panting heavily.


    I jumped off of the horse and openly talked to the group with a sad voice, dissapointed that nobody did anything while Rodrick was shooting: ¡°Why didn¡¯t you stop him? Nobody tried to protect me? Am I that monsterous? Not worth protecting? IS HE RIGHT IN HIS ACTIONS? AM I A MONSTER?¡±


    I looked Lae and Shelica on the eyes, but they couldn¡¯t face me and lowered their heads.


    ¡°So it¡¯s like that. Then, if you change your opinions, I will be waiting where monsters like me gather: the dungeon.¡±


    ¡°Goodbye. It has been fun.¡±


    And I was gone.


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    I made my way directly into the dungeon, not hiding my tears.


    I had become strangely attached to the group over the last couple days.


    Even enough to warrant tears, which had always been a rarity to see on my face.


    Steeling my heart I cleared my way through the masses in fron of the entrance away with my magic and ignored the people trying to stop me from entering.


    They would come after me, if I was their friend.


    If not, then I wouldn¡¯t want to have anything to do with them anyways.


    --- POV Rokar ---


    I was looking through some documents when the ring dissolved.


    That ring.


    Good, now I wouldn¡¯t have to assassinate this good-for-nothing slave that stole the attention of Risa.


    Without that thing she was much more malleable, more useful for my plans.


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    So, there, a new chapter 20


    I hope you like this chapter 20 more that the last one¡­..


    I am glad to announce my first, extremely short POV-change!


    the next chapter will be from the POV of Lae


    and: pls COMMENT, RATE and REVIEW, like brian007 did


    thanks to you, brian!

 Chapter 21: down into the dungeon

    021 - down into the dungeon


    I snapped out of my thoughts on the 35th floor or so.


    While I wiped my tears I looked around and, startled by my surroundings, tried to remember what I did on my way down.


    I could vaguely remember that the adventurers that had followed me left one after another the deeper I got, and when I was fully alone, they started appearing.


    They tried to atttack me, even jumped at me, but none could reach me. But that had remembered me of Rodrick, so I got a little mad and forced them into submission with some mind and soul magic.


    After that I continued walking downwards, doing the same to every thing that attacked me and ignoring the rest.


    And that brings us to my current position, surrounded by more than a hundred of grovelling kobolds.


    Kobolds were the main monster populating this dungeon above the 45th floor. The were dog-like demihumans of questionable intelligence, but outside of dungeons one can sometimes spot packs of them intelligent enough to talk.


    Below the 45th floor was the graveyard-area of the dungeon. Infested with undead this was the most dangerous area of the dungeon and the prelude to the boss of the dungeon, which was almost always a lich, a skeleton knight or something similar undead like that.


    ¡°I thank you very much that you freed us from the dungeons control, Mistress.¡±


    ¡°Hm?¡± I raised an eyebrow as one of the more scarred kobolds spoke to me. He talked something about being controlled. And he called me mistress¡­.


    ¡°Without you we would have never been set free. We will never forget this. But even if our debt to you is already so big, we can only humbly request your assistance in freeing our families and friends, as we are unable to do so ourselves.¡±


    Quite a sweet talker, wasn¡¯t he? Well, I don¡¯t have anything else to do anyway, so I would end up messing with the dungeon core anyways. If I could free them, why not.


    ¡°Sure, I¡¯ll help you.¡±


    ¡°Thank you very much, Mistress. Is there any way we could provide assistance?¡±


    I thought a bit, then replied with a noncommittal ¡°Pray.¡± and walked further down into the dungeons dephs. They couldn¡¯t do anything anyway, and like that they wouldn¡¯t get in my way.


    Nothing interesting happened until the 45th floor, I just continued turning the kobolds that came into my way.


    But on the 45th floor, the whole scenery changed. Before there was a typical dungeon environment, with half-destroyed stone brick walls and ever burning torches, now the floor slowly changed to dead grass and the walls grew further and further away from each other. More and more graves started appearing on the way and soon I saw the first skeletons running towards me, trying to kill me.


    They obviously dissolved the closer they came to me, because they had 100% death affinity and over 50% darkness affinity and I emitted holy mana, which was the combination of life and light mana.


    Soon the skeleton masses with the occasional zombie pushed each other closer and closer to me, so I started to throw golden glowing mana waves into the unholy masses that surrounded me, which was very effective.


    A few hours later I arrived at the 52nd floor, on which I found the boss door. It was an imposing structure, more than quadruple my size and decorated with skulls of many different races.


    And the most outstanding feature: it was heavy. So heavy, in fact, that I couldn¡¯t make it move at all.


    Folding my arms and and tapping on the floor with my foot I thought of how I could open this thing without destroying it. I wouldn¡¯t want to damage my home, even if would hopefully be just temporary.


    The first thing that came to my mind was similar to how I moved to the town back then, by bending space. I would only have to make the space between the two doorwings big enough to enter, but before I tried that I wanted to do something else.


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    I stepped closer to the door, and¡­. knocked as ladylike as I could.


    The two *toc*s I had caused resonated with something inside the door, and it slowly opened.


    Manners do help sometimes.


    Inside I could see a forest, hundreds of dead trees around a imposing temple-like building that was made from deep black marble, with purple torches illuminating the area.


    The first room inside was a throne room, with a big throne at the top of some flat stairs and two firebowls with purple fire at the sides. Suspiciously the room was empty, so I stepped further inside, through the door behind the throne.


    Following the hallway I looked in every room. What I found were libraries, kitchens, bathrooms, living rooms, and so on. The only kind of room that was missing was a bedroom.


    The last door, the one opposite to the entrance, opened up to a staircase downwards. At the end of the stairs was a door like all the others in this temple, which I opened quickly. But instead of the hallway I had expected, I saw a bed so big that it filled out the same area of the whole level above.


    Hundreds of pillows, all in different forms and colours, were spread on the soft mattress. Several curtains were fixed on the ceiling, separating the hall into different areas.


    And in the midst of it all slept a purple woman. She didn¡¯t just have long, purple hair or soft, purple skin, but her whole body, including the broad hips and long legs, were all made from one piece of unidentifiable purple material.


    She was clothed in a stunning black dress, and her hair had several black pieces of cloth braided in.


    ¡°.....finally, a visitor. After such a long time!¡±


    ¡°...¡±


    ¡°Won¡¯t you come closer? I hadn¡¯t talked with someone for far too long. And maybe we could even do a bit more than just talking.¡±


    ¡°...¡±


    She still hadn¡¯t turned her head in my direction, but the voice would make any man instantly fall in love. Funny thing I wasn¡¯t only not a man any more, but also a child.


    ¡°Silent one, are you? But why don¡¯t you come closer? I promise I won¡¯t hurt you. Hehehehehe¡­¡± her laughing was nice and didn¡¯t carry any malice, and since I didn¡¯t really fear her, I slipped off my shoes, which were dirty from all the grime in the upper levels, and slowly made my way towards her.


    Then I got I nice idea, so I started running towards her. She obviously heard the change in my walking, and turned to look at me, but I arrived at her just when she had fully turned, and jumped at her, hugging the woman around the neck while calling her: ¡°Onee-chan!¡±


    ¡°O- onee-chan?¡±


    I just grinned at her and hugged her tighter.


    ¡°I don¡¯t have a little sister.¡±


    ¡°No, you don¡¯t¡±


    ¡°Then why did you call me that?¡±


    ¡°Why not?¡±


    ¡°...¡±


    ¡°...¡±


    ¡°...¡±


    ¡°Can you let go?¡±


    ¡°No.¡±


    ¡°Little brat, let go!¡±


    I just grinned more. If I could make her a friend I wouldn¡¯t have to catch her or destroy the bed while killing her, as she wasn¡¯t hurt by my pure mana.


    ¡°You didn¡¯t want it any other way.¡± She said, then ripped my arms off¡­..


    ¡°Ahrrg! S**t!¡±


    ¡°Oh, sorry. I didn¡¯t want to do that! I¡¯m so sorry!¡±


    The woman obviously had no prior experience with weak or hurt people, as I could make out her desperate tries of pushing the arms back on me through the tears in my eyes, crushing my upper body in the process.


    I made myself fall unconscious to escape the pain.


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    no Lae-chapter


    I felt like there shouldn¡¯t be one, so there isn¡¯t


    about the onee-chan: since in english there is no word for ¡°bigger sister that I am rather close to¡±, but there is one in angelic, I simply used the japanese term onee-chan


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 Chapter 22: Revival!...again

    022 - Revival!....again


    I woke up on a bland stone pedestal, surrounded by strange magical machines with purple glowing signs all over them, only at my feet there was only a plate tilted in a way so that I couldn¡¯t see whats on it.


    I was only covered by my stained middle-aged bottom underwear and a black and thin but smooth blanket, so when I sat up to look around I naturally wrapped myself in the cloth to cover my body.


    On a table at a wall I noticed my clothes,which were obviously ruined, so I ignored them.


    Walking through the door I found myself in a corridor similar to the first floor, but only with few doors spread inbetween instead of every few meters one.


    Curiously I peeked into the first room, which was full of ridiculously styled weapons one could only describe as deadly cosplay material, but were obviously to heavy and impractical for normal fights. The door opposite to that one held the forge and the materials the pieces of art in the other room had most likely been made it and from.


    The next door piqued my interest far more, as I had found dresses and suits for people of all ages and genders, even some clothing for lamias(Snake-People) and arachne(Spider-People) were prepared in that room.


    I quickly found myself an amazing black dress with purple frills and sparkling gems placed decoratively to give the fabric a certain uniqueness, and put it on behind a giant-sized mannequin.


    Looking in a nearby mirror I admired myself for a bit, before noticing how uncomfortable the old underwear underneath my newly ¡®acquired¡¯ dress was.


    Suspecting a setup similar to the armory and forge I opened the room opposite to the on I was in and found myself in a fully equipped sewery.


    After a few hours I finally managed to complete modern panties with a quality that left me satisfied, and were worlds better than the underwear I had on before. Refusing to let go of this chance I spent around a day to make some more underwear for me, complete with a not quite as beautiful bag I where I stored a spare dress from the other room in.


    The amounts of waste and failures I had produced were just left in a corner of the room, me reminding myself to not forget to ask about how to handle these leftovers.


    The next rooms were thankfully made for shoes, as my feet were half-frozen by the stone floor I had spent so much time standing on while making my panties.


    I grabbed myself some high boots and a spare pair which only reached up to my ankles, both in the typical black with purple decorations.


    The next room was filled with make-up, while the opposite one held some brushes and oils for the hair.


    I didn¡¯t need any of those, and I was glad I didn¡¯t need to spend so much time cleaning and combing my hair, or putting on make-up.


    The rooms after that were unexpectedly empty, besides some more storage rooms for which I ¡®borrowed¡¯ some gems, so I quickly reached the end of the corridor.


    Before going upwards though I went back, as I had remembered a bad memory, and looked for a weapon I could easily use between all the extravagant and heavy weapons.


    After strolling through rows of weapons, i noticed the white handle of a dagger sticking out from a barrel at the corner of the room.


    After making my way over I drew out the exquisite weapon.


    While being of a size that could substitute a small sword for me, the leather-covered handle that ended in a white oval gem at the one end and a double edged silvery blade that slightly broadened before it converged, forming an overall out of the place weapon for this dark-themed smithy.


    Not minding the small cut i somehow got I placed the blade hidden beneath the frills of my dress, held by a piece of cloth that was surprisingly already installed into this masterwork.


    Being finished with that level I slowly made my way upwards, and soon reaching a dark door, even darker than normal doors around, held shut by many locks and metal bars.


    Maybe it wouldn''t be such a good idea to try to enter a room where somebody DEFENITELY didn¡¯t want the contained things out.


    Continuing my way I quickly became bored by the neverending staircase, but since I didn¡¯t get tired due to my regeneration I continued on my way.


    Finally I heared some voices and I accelerated, running upwards and entering through the next door which was already open.


    Stumbling on the soft floor I had already stood on I took in the situation:


    The purple giant, with tears dripping off her cheeks, had already sent Niishan into a nearby curtain, and was currently defending against the arrows shot by Rodrick.


    Laerissa was circling behind the purple mass, shield held high, and Shelica was moving behind her, already a bit exhausted and probably the cause of the frost on the giants arms and its surrounding.


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    Not wanting to break the tense atmosphere and distract the fighting ones, I quietly made my way towards Niishan. Just a small ¡°Shhhhh¡± with a finger on my lips was enough to silence the entwined Beast-Man and, using my newly acquired knife I quickly cut him free from the curtain that had been restraining him.


    Well, I still was unsuccessful with staying undetected, as the big giant caught a glimpse of my shining hair. Completely disregarding the attacking Lae she rushed towards me, stretching her arms towards me and trying to pic..


    ¡°Stop!¡± The purple mass staggered and fell on her knees.


    ¡°The last time hurt enough, I don¡¯t want to repeat that, you know?¡±


    ¡°But¡­ How? How are you alive??? I thought I killed you?¡± Tears were streaming down her cheeks while she said those lines.


    Ignoring the crying monster in front of me Lae also had charged towards me and kneed before me, but was actually of the proper height to take my cheeks into her hands that dropped her weapons beside me.


    ¡°We were worried, you know. To go away like that! What did you think!¡± Lae called, while Shaelica too made her way over and embraced me from behind. (NO, not like that you perverts! XD)


    It was a mess, so I quietly waited until everybody had calmed down enough to talk, which irritated them as they wanted to hear what had happened as fast as possible.


    Finally, after telling them of my short adventure, kindly omitting the few gems I took, they started to tell what they had to go through to to reach me:


    When they had arrived at the town, they were greeted by a disordered town, with everybody wildly speculating who the beautiful weeping girl was that apparently sought death in the depths of the dungeon.


    Panicking, because of the rumors, the group had quickly made their way downwards, encountering a surprisingly weak hostile force of kobolds and undead.


    They still needed SOME time, and so we rejoined each other when they were fighting the ''last boss'' of the dungeon.


    They also told me that there had been a reason why Rodrick reacted so strongly to me freeing myself, and promised to tell me the story soon.


    After that explanation they obviously wanted to leave this dungeon and resume our journey, but the purple giant had awoken my curiosity with its strange behavior, and I decided to listen to her, why she was how she was.


    The story she told was shocking. She once was a normal human farmer girl, living her life peacefully in her remote village, until she one day prayed to a god. She didn¡¯t even remember any more which god it had been, but this god had taken a liking to her and granted her a blessing¡­ at first.


    The supernatural being then started to demand things from the poor farmer girl, and when she could finally not comply with the requests that became stranger and stranger every time, the god teleported her down into this place, supplied her with many materials and cursed her, forming her current appearance and making her unable to control herself. At first the girl had been delighted, as the god promised to never show up again, but then the first adventurer came and met her.


    She could not control her excitement, finally meeting one of the most prominent dungeon divers of the world, and accidentally slaughtered his whole party.


    This had repeated itself for centuries, and she, after praying once more, mas confronted with the truth:


    The god had purposefully made her into such a monster!


    The higher being openly told her she was just a toy to pass the time, and that he would not free her from this endless misery.


    So she trained herself in smithing, finally creating the door that had sealed her chambers¡­.until now.


    Then she begged us to kill her, ending her pitiful existence, but I proposed a different course of action.


    She should train herself. Trying to talk to the kobolds, interacting with them and then slowly accustoming herself to being around others.


    The others stared at me, thinking me mad as I believed the monsters known as kobolds to be intelligent enough of speech, but the purple giant thanked me and immediately took off into the upper levels of the dungeon.


    Our group soon followed, easily reaching the surface and finding ourselves an inn for the night.


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    Hey, another chapter!!


    did any of you expect this?


    no?


    well, i told you several times, so your bad


    PS: I made 3 other tries to write this chapter, but all of them ended up not satisfying¡­.

 Chapter 23: Rodricks Story

    023 - Rodrick¡¯s Story


    The evening after we exited the dungeon we all sat around a table in our inn, drinking something and waiting for Rodrick to start his explanation.


    I was curious why a person would have such a reaction to a slave freeing herself from the collar.


    ¡°As you should know¡­¡± he began, ¡°I once was from a noble family. While we were low nobility, and weren¡¯t rich or had much land, we were happy with our lives. Reigning over a small village was enough for my parents, as we sat at a minor trading route and could live happily in a small mansion.


    But one day everything changed. Black clothed slavers with creepy masks came from the woods that were surrounding the village, all of them capable of fire magic and therefore easily overwhelming the guards and few escorts. Killing only few men, those bastards took all the women in the village, even my mother and sister¡­..


    My father was desperate, and while I was still too young to do anything, he left to search for those slavers, carrying all our meagre wealth that had been hidden.


    He came home changed.


    Leading an entourage of enslaved women, he gifted each person that had lost somebody to the slavers one of them while bringing the grim message: All people caught in this village had been sacrificed to a dark god.


    The gold he had needed to buy those slaves came from selling the equipment he had taken of their dead bodies, or so he told. And he had killed them with the help of some mercenaries he had payed with our life savings.


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    For the next few days the village was in grief, but the slaves were treated nicely, as they reminded them of their lost ones.


    And one night, all slaves ripped off their collars, just like you Aria, and started slaughtering the whole village while screaming their prayers to the same dark god that the other villagers had been sacrificed to. My father was strong, so he could hold back our few slaves for enough time so that I could escape, but¡­ he couldn¡¯t escape himself¡­¡­¡­¡±


    Rodicks voice toned down into a whisper at the last words, a few tears rolling down his cheeks.


    Then, as if to drown the past, he drank half of his beer in one go and finished his story in a voice a bit louder than necessarry.


    ¡°And THATs how I became an adventurer.¡±


    Shelica, as the only other one who hadn¡¯t heard this story before, cried a bit and had started cuddeling me, but I remained relatively unfazed, as I had read many cruel stories in my past and present life.


    ¡°I forgive you.¡± was all I said to that, and soon after we all went to bed.


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    well, another chapter! (even if short)


    one other is already done too, ready for tomorrow

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 Chapter 24: A Bandits Treasure

    024 - A Bandit¡¯s Treasure


    After we had left the dungeon town, we continued travelling uneventfully for quite a while.


    I had on some normal clothes again, even if the two gorgeous dresses I had ¡®borrowed¡¯ seemed extremely sturdy.


    The new underwear I kept though, as it was infinitely more comfortable riding with them.


    Laerissa, and Shelica, who had slept in the same room as me were quite embarrassed by the panties tough, and they unsuccessfully wanted me to throw those ¡®insane¡¯ undergarments away, while refusing to try them themselves.


    Thus we continued our journey, having fun together and often travelling as escorts for caravans so that they could earn some more money.


    Rodrick had been very apologetic at first, but when he noticed I didn¡¯t really care that much about his attacks, he opened up more and more and assumed an far too overprotective role.


    Bandits approaching me during their attacks were instantly shot down by his arrows, and I was actually very glad he was so accurate, because revealing my magic would not have ended nicely.


    Life and light, but especially their mixture holy magic was something only used by monsters or spies in the demon lands.


    The most interesting thing that had happened to our group was when we were attacked by bandits while travelling alone.


    The twenty or so enemies were quickly killed by magic and arrows, but noticing the quality of their weapons we started to search for their hideout.


    Finding it was easy with magic, and we quickly arrived at the opening of a cave.


    The door barring our way was kicked in by Laerissa before Niishan could use the key he pocketed from the killed bandits, and we stared into a small corridor leading downwards.


    Summoned flames brightened our path as we continued down, me following behind Rodrick as the last person.


    Behind another destroyed door we found a dark room, with a few slaves chained onto crude beds and a big chest standing next to shelves filled with food.


    Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work!We, of course, looted the place, and freed the slaves from their shackles, and acquired far too many good weapons we couldn¡¯t carry normally. The bandits probably robbed a weapon merchant recently.


    The most important loot was found by me though: curious about hidden treasures I made my way through the bandit¡¯s beds, searching for hidden coins, but what I found was far better, and managed to brighten up our day filled with violence: an old bag.


    Being not any old bag, this inconspicuous, worn leather bag disguised as a poor merchants spare coin bag was a dimensional pocket. While not rare, these products were quite expensive because of their great usability.


    And this one was even better!


    While not capable of carrying more that three cubic meters the fabric and embroidery used made it obviously a female merchants bag, and as such had always barely any weight.


    Sexism at its best, I was actually glad to be called the ¡®weak gender¡¯ for once, as this enchantment would allow me to carry heavy burdens I would not have been able to otherwise.


    Shelica and Lae, but even Rodrick looked at my find with envy, as such weight reduction was hard to find and extremely expensive.


    Only Niishan didn¡¯t look at it with greed while I pocketed some of the otherwise abandoned weapons, so I suspected he already had a similar or better bag - not that I would have asked.


    Inside the bag I also found quite some money and a richly decorated sword that was stuck inside a stone. Useless.


    We soon continued on our way, selling the swords at the next town we came through.


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 Chapter 25: The Capital

    025 - The Capital and preparation for school


    Nearly a year later, with many derivations from our planned way, we finally arrived at the capital city of the demon lands, where the school I would attend stood.


    The town itself didn¡¯t differentiate much from the others, same slums on the outskirts and parted into trade, fun and living districts in the middle while the centre was occupied by the royal palace and the school.


    After finding me a decent inn, we parted quickly, and with many tears spilled, leaving behind the promise to meet again someday. When we completed the quest at the guild hall we even registered each other as ¡®friends¡¯ and as such were allowed to know each others position and current mission.


    Over that year I had learned to control my magic quite nicely, and wasn¡¯t about to excessively use magic any more, even if I wished I could use my mana better. The memories in the halo didn¡¯t help much with that, but I had discovered a ¡®map¡¯ function, that allowed me to save the roads I had walked and surroundings and maps I had seen as a big picture I could revisit any time.


    By helping with so many quests I also had gained a guild level, becoming a E-Rank in escort, adventurer and headhunter, even if I did nothing myself.


    Lae and the others had insisted that I would accept the missions with them, and actually planned to let me try myself, but they had doted on me so much by that point that it had become impossible for them to let me fight.


    The day afterwards I searched the town for an examination office, where people were tested if they would get a scholarship or were even accepted as student.


    The school itself had been built to find the most promising individuals after all, and so everyone could enter if they had enough talent...or money.


    Testing was a available during the whole year to reduce waiting times, and so I could start after only an hour waiting time.


    The first test was simple: general knowledge.


    As I had read so many books, and even had the knowledge from the halo if I would think about accessing it, I could easily ace this test.


    The next one was either a physical or a magic test, depending on your own choice. I obviously picked the magic one.


    Like a cliche I was led into a small chamber with a ¡®magic identification crystal¡¯, that would make everybody able to view the ¡®magic¡¯-part of my status, and a supervisor that would write down the result and obviously earn tons of money to sell the information he got about somebody¡¯s rivals kids.


    As if trying to fit the image, my supervisor was a slightly fat old man clad in expensive robes and staring at me with a greedy smile.


    Already thinking about who to sell my beauty to? - Disgusting.


    Not wanting to be in this man¡¯s presence any more I quickly moved towards the crystal and touching it with one finger, loosing my already barely existing control over magic and blowing that thing up, scattering the fragments away from me, burying them into the opposing wall and injuring the severely frightened old man.


    Serves you right, for looking at me like that!


    Leaving the mess for somebody else to clean, I left this test and was told to come again tomorrow to hear the results of my test.


    Then i remembered that I could have entered as Ria¡¯s slave, but after breaking that collar, this course of action would have been idiotic, only leading towards me being captured again.


    Okay, blowing up that testing ball with pure magic, which was said to be impossible could also lead towards my demise, but who cares!


    The next day, after some nice but unnececary breakfast I walked directly back to the examination office, where I walked into an open ¡®results¡¯ room where somebody would tell me the results of my test and either possible scholarship or price to enter¡­¡­ not.


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    When I entered the room the young lady who should have told me my results only took a short look on my face, then quickly bowed to me and asked me to come with her. The branch manager wanted to talk to me.


    This led to me entering a luxurious room, where a handsome, slightly buff guy with slightly greying hair offered me a a seat opposite to him in a comfortable chair.


    While handing me some tea, he already asked me: ¡°How did you break that magic identification ball? Could you please tell me, little girl?¡±


    ¡°I pushed my magic into it.¡± was my simple answer, which made him stare ar me hard.


    ¡°And what happened then?¡± He curiously asked, not believing my answer.


    ¡°It shattered away from me.¡±


    ¡°....¡±


    ¡°Hey, I¡¯m sorry that I broke something you have to take care of, but next time please tell me that those things are so fragile.¡± I defended myself against unasked questions, amusing myself by calling the almost unbreakable identifiers fragile.


    ¡°Haaaa¡­¡­¡±He sat down and softened his look, taking himself some coffee.


    ¡°You didn¡¯t lie, that is at least something. But that you really are that strong? I can¡¯t believe it.¡±


    Noticing his doubt I looked up towards him while leaning forward, artificially tearing up a bit:¡±Am I in trouble?¡±


    I was proud of myself to be able to use my charms at this age already, as he was dazed and unconsciously spoke out ¡°Cute.¡±


    Then, shaking himself free and blushing a bit, he replied: ¡°No, no. I was just curious. Hmmmmm¡­.. What do you say about a full scholarship? You will get everything you need, wouldn¡¯t that be great?¡± He offered, maybe thinking me poor because of my bland travelling clothing.


    ¡°Sure, thanks, Mister!¡± I cheerfully replied. Women are dangerous¡­¡­


    Being led outside I was given a special card for people with full scholarship, usable in the whole town, except red-light district and for certain goods, to buy myself spare clothing and other necessities. I was also told to visit a special clothing shop that worked exclusively for the school, to provide myself with the school uniform. While it was alowed to not wear it, it was recommended to just use accecoars for individualisation. The rest would be provided by the school.


    Immediately after being escorted out by the branch manager, which was very embarrassing for me, I walked in the direction of the uniform shop, which was in the more noble district near to the school.


    Of course I had to pass a gate for that, where the guards glared at me for trying to walk into ¡®their¡¯ area with such cheap clothing, but just flashing the scholarship card was enough to make them treat me with respect befitting a king.


    Again, something far too embarrassing when it happens openly on the street, under the gazes of so many people.


    So I fled into the noble district¡¯s back alleys, just wanting away from the stares.


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    I am aware that the travelling could and probably should have lasted longer, but it is not a neccessary part of the story and would only be a filler, which I don¡¯t want in my story


    or i am just too lazy to think of minor side stories while I could advance the main story line


    @Albreo: I had thought of exactly that one annoying sword while writing


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 Chapter 26: The noble Districe and preparation for school

    026 - the noble district and preparation for school


    Not wanting to go back to the crowd at the gate, I resumed my walk though the side streets of the noble district. The general description of the clothing shop, combined with the map I had in the halo, allowed me to easily navigate towards my goal.


    ...until a big hand fell on my shoulder, turning me around.


    ¡°Hey, little lady. You surely wouldn¡¯t mind accepting the invitation of our lord?¡± said a big house guard, while already trying to shove me in the right direction.


    ¡°Come on, the lord is waiting! And you don¡¯t want to know what had happened to the last one making him wait, do you?¡± he continued, forcing me a bit further forwards, towards a big mansion.


    I was unable to resist, as he had far superior strength, and somehow took me at a certain nerve to make me unable to speak. That person must have been quite experienced in abducting people, I admired for a bit, then a hand fell down on his shoulder.


    ¡°You surely wouldn¡¯t mind if she was to accept the invitation from our lord, would you?¡± asked a half-giant, bringing two other of his race with him, all of them clothed in one uniform different from the first guy that still held me.


    When another two groups with different attires appeared, I finally took out my knife, slashed at the hand that held me, turned around and started to run.


    Taking the first turn I could reach, I heard the different groups crashing into each other at the corner, obstructing each other and gifting me with precious time to run further away.


    At the next turn I barely grabbed the wall and continued running further away and leaving another mess of guards obstructing each other behind.


    Then I reached the main road that led to the school and palace, filled with people to the brim.


    Relieved I dove into the crowd, ducking a bit and sneaking further down away from my pursuers that frantically pushed through the many people, earning many angry stares while not gaining much ground.


    In that manner I easily raised the distance between us and reached my goal, a big, but surprisingly spartanic building with large letters painted on the front: The royals¡¯ Needle and Thread.


    Going inside I was immediately greeted by a young female clerk, who was slightly displeased at my dirty and cheap clothing. Well, just showing her my scholarship card was enough to make her previously forced smile friendly and her behaviour far to grovelling to my tastes. Still, I was quickly supplied with several suits of the school uniform, which consisted of a red blazer over a black blouse, a red and black anime-like folded skirt, but reaching down to my knees, black knee-socks and red shoes.


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    No underwear supplied.


    I think I should introduce the modern panties to this world soon, maybe selling the concept to this shop?


    Regardless, I wasn¡¯t in need of money right now, so I just bought some more clothes that were more comfortable than the uniform, and some non-erotic sleeping pyjamas.


    Getting all these paid by the school just by waving my card, I then walked out in one of my new outfits and continued my shopping spree.


    Several books abaout advanced magic theory, basics were already done during the journey, more books about rare monsters and the traits they had, some writing materials, a silver ring with a blue monster core, with runes inscribed so that it strengthened my body a bit and a few blue flowers that I wound into a crown and fit well with my new dress.


    I was really happy about finding the spacial bag, as I didn¡¯t have to openly carry the bought things that way - even if it was offered to bring everything to my room at the school.


    One thing I noticed about myself during that time was: I was eyecatching. People around me always stared at me, being very rude with that and some even tried to invite me for dinner or some other things, which I immediately rejected. At those times I was glad about all those stares, as that way nobody could openly harm me.


    When it was slowly getting dark I made my way back to my inn, passing through the gate where the gatekeepers were much more friendly now that I had better clothes.


    The next few days were filled with freedom and fun, as I read the books I had bought while sitting at a cafe in the noble district eating ice cream all day long.


    I often got invited to parties or dinners, but I rejected all of them as I enjoyed my solitary lifestyle inmidst of a town, which I would have to give up soon enough.


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 Chapter 27: evaluation process

    027 - evaluation process


    After a few days of relaxing, finally the day the new students were let into the school arrived.


    I was very nervous, as I always was at such events, but I obviously didn¡¯t need to be.


    The first day was just arriving, getting your room and roommates, and getting showed the school perimeter.


    Due to me being a scholarship student I got a sole room only for me, with a servants quarters directly next to it, which both was very nice and reminded me to get myself a servant, and was led around by one of the student council, which surprised me heavily.


    Asking the council enforcement girl how many people had gotten a scholarship, I was informed that besides me there were only three people with scholarships. Apparently, to get a scholarship, one had to be excellent and outstanding in any aspect of the admittance test.


    ¡­.and I felt it was too easy.


    The ¡®room¡¯ i got was quite big, with one master bedroom, a living room and a bath, with servants quarters that had a kitchen installed next to it connected to the living room by a door.


    I really didn¡¯t have that much, so before going to bed that evening I just put down the excess writing utensils on the desk in the living room and the school uniforms with the noble dresses in the dresser in the bedroom. The rest I left in the spacial bag for safety reasons, if somebody were to break into my rooms.


    The next day all the new students arrived at the school hall, where the director, a dumb looking ogre in military uniform, held a booring speech about how we were the best and would become even better in this o glorious school he was the master of.


    The only reason I didn¡¯t sleep was because we had to stand.


    Afterwards we had tests to determine our class. They obviously wouldn¡¯t put the geniuses in the same class as the strugglers, or at least they held it that way for theoretical classes and we would have different class compositions for wither magic or fighting classes, depending on our main fighting style. (ice-mages with ice-mages and so on; one could also choose both magic and close combat).


    Needless to say, I breezed through most of the tests because of my extensive reading and the knowledge that was held by the halo, but foreign languages was something I failed hard, as all my knowledge was from ages ago, and as such had changed quite a bit.


    The magic test was a bit problematic. The students, either before or after the theoretical test, had to perform the strongest spell they could in a closed space, and, if it the spell needed special circumstances, they had to use basic moves several times. The other students could watch.


    Instead of waiting in the line, I walked up to the main supervisor and asked him if I could hold this test hidden away from the other students, as I was sure they would make a fuss because of what I would do.


    Noticing that I was one of the scholarship students, he reluctantly agreed, with the condition that if it wasn¡¯t worth it, he would remove some of my privileges.


    I couldn¡¯t lose.


    In one of the adjacent rooms I made him sit on the couch, and told him I would need to get close to him in order for this to work. Probably thinking I was a succubus, as these were one of the few demons who could have blonde hair, he reddened, but let me do my thing.


    Stolen content alert: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences.Then he stared at my smiling face unbelievingly, not trusting his own body¡¯s feeling what I had done to him: using my extraordinary sharp knife I had picked up back at the purple giant¡¯s dungeon, I mercilessly stabbed him in the heart.


    For thing I would want to show, you must die, you know?


    Resurrecting him afterwards was easy, as this was one of the few things I had extensively trained during my journey, even if my repeated killing of a white fluffy rabbit had disturbed my travel companions somewhat.


    Hey, don¡¯t look at me like that! The critter had evolved because of me, and I even got an achievement from the system that I had created the first ¡®Living Undead Bunny¡¯.


    The examiner was badly confused by my demonstration, so I repeated it several times, while sometimes explaining a bit inbetween, and after the 6th time he finally understood that the blood all over the floor was not an illusion.


    I then quickly cast a ¡®Cleanse¡¯ on the room before I left, another one of the spells I trained during my journey, after I had discovered the many bugs and diseases crawling about in one of the visited inns¡¯ beds.


    <table><tbody><tr><td width="25%">Cleanse</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A stronger version of ¡®Clean¡¯.


    Removes dirt, diseases, bugs, demonic corruption, and refreshes people it was used on.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Necessary Affinities: Arcane(duh); Holy(Life + Light)</tr></td></tbody></table>


    The other teachers that were supervising the tests were curious about what happened inside, but as I didn¡¯t answer any of their questions, they had to wait for the one that had tested me. I waited too, curious of what he would say.


    Finally, after he walked out of the room, he said in an still unbelieving voice: ¡°I was so surprised by what she had done, I could have died. She gets either into the best class or is allowed to self-study, I don¡¯t know yet.¡±


    Still a bit shaking, he sat back down on his chair and continued his work.


    I took out one of my books I had stored inside my spacial bag and started to read on one of the couches along the wall, sometimes glancing at the other childrens¡¯ magic to determine how weak they were.


    The best one I saw was probably the child of a merchant, a cute girl with expensive clothes, but without a family crest. She cast a tidal wave from nothing, showing off how big her mana pool was, as creating water from thin air needed enormous amounts of that.


    If I were to have even one percent of water affinity, I could flood the whole solar system, but nobody was talking about that.


    The next day we would have free, to get the things we had forgotten and to let the teachers, administrators and secretaries have enough time to sort us into classes.


    I already had a plan for what to get myself that day, but that didn¡¯t hold me off from reading through the night, lazily lying in the bed and enjoying the stillness.


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 Chapter 28: Buying a Slave

    028 - buying a slave


    I hate slavery.


    Not because one robs another intelligent living being his or her free will, but because of the cruelty involved in that business.


    Rape, violence, torture, all those things are what I hate.


    And while I would remove the slavery system any time, if I could, I can not.


    Thus, I wanted to support the slaver best suited for my ideals while solving my problem of not having a servant.


    With that as my goal the first thing I did in the morning was going to one of the information offices and asked about the least cruel least discriminating slaver there was.


    Of course there were stares, but since this time I paid directly, the coins in my hand brought me a quick response, combined with a look at a accurate map of the town.


    Go map in the halo! You are the best!


    Thus finding the building was an easy feat. Entering the pompous building I immediately was greeted by a fat man, who introduced himself as the owner of this shop, and asked if he could help me in finding some merchandise.


    Curious why he himself worked like this, I got the answer that this part of the job was the one he liked the most when he started, and as such sometimes does himself when he has some free time.


    Satisfied I told him what I needed:


    The slave I wanted to buy had to be female, and from a longliving species.


    She also would need to be able to carry herself with a certain elegance, I did not want somebody like that following me around endlessly.


    She would have to do some household chores, but also be able to fight, preferably in close combat with magic assisting her.


    And, while some type of scars I could ignore, she would have to have a minimum level of beauty.


    After thinking a bit the merchant brought me into a backroom, letting some of his assistants bring in the few he had chosen for me to take a look at.


    It were:


    <table><tbody><tr><td width="25%">Dark Fairy</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Body: small, translucent wings, dark purple skin, short pixie-cut black hair</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Features: dark & air magic proficiency</td></tr></tbody></table>


    <table><tbody><tr><td width="25%">Dark Dryad</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Body: wooden, hard, long hair, dark green colour</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Features: dark & plant magic proficiency, limbs regrow, shield and sword combat proficiency</td></tr></tbody></table>


    <table><tbody><tr><td width="25%">Demon (Succubus)</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Body: bountyfull proportions, silvery hair, human-like skin tone</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Features: dark & sex magic proficiency, assassination proficiency</td></tr></tbody></table>


    <table><tbody><tr><td width="25%">Dark Elf</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Body: adolescent body, moderate breast, long purple hair, dark purple skin, sharp fangs(uncut)</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Features: dark & death magic proficiency, material arts proficiency</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Specialities: scars on back from previous owner, somehow is able to resist orders and actions that damage her or innocents¡¯ bodies</td></tr></tbody></table>


    <table><tbody><tr><td width="25%">Dark Harpy</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Body: slim, feathery hair, wings instead of arms (uncut)</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Features: dark & air magic proficiency, capable of flight</td></tr></tbody></table>


    ¡°I am sorry that there are only so few, but we don¡¯t have many that fit your requirements.¡± the merchant excused, but I had already set my eyes on a specific one.


    While the Fairy was too small, the Succubus hat cow tits and the dryad was hard.


    That left the harpy and the elf, but the martial proficiency and usable hands made the difference.


    Approaching the dark elf I further inspected her petite body, that was barely hidden under the light dress.


    At least they had bottom underwear on.


    Her hair, that fell straight down a little beneath her shoulders surrounded a emotionless, but nonetheless cute face, the fangs barely noticeable as bulges in the mouth-area.


    The scars on her back were terrible, but were no problem. I was confident I would be able to remove them after some experimenting.


    Looking up into her slit pupils after walking around her once, my pondering was interrupted by the merchant: ¡°I would not recommend her. She had killed her previous master, you have to know. She doesn¡¯t fit somebody as pure like you.¡±


    Poking her stomach I talked back: ¡°But she¡¯s squishy. The other are either wobbly, wood, tiny or easily breakable. I want her!¡±


    Towards their surprised gazes I repeated: ¡°I want her.¡±


    The merchant scratched the back of his head, embarrassed that he had shown such a face to a customer, then called out a price: 10 gold.


    ¡°Far too expensive. I¡¯ve seen other ones for 3 gold.¡±


    ¡°But they were neither trained nor fed. 9 gold.¡±


    ¡°Yeah, but in her case, the training could backfire on me. And she could refuse some of my commands. 4 gold.¡±


    ¡°She still is a good bodyguard. 8 gold.¡±


    ¡°Lets meet in the middle, alright? 6 gold.¡±


    ¡°Alright, little lady. I give in. 6 gold it will be.¡±


    And thus I aquired a slave.


    The master ring with the ownership over her was placed on my left index finger, on the same hand as the reinforcement ring, which was on my pinky, then I took out the gold and handed it over.


    I then walked out of the shop with her behind, still wearing that revealing clothing. The collar she had on was fairly crude, a standard black leather one similarly to a belt.


    Thinking that this was unfitting for a girl, I made my way into the schools exclusive clothing shop, ordering several sets of practical servant clothing and making her dress in a ready one outright.


    Then I went to a weapons shop with a big display of many different kinds of weapons, making her choose whichever she wanted.


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    Coming up with hideable arm and shin guards, as well as a shortsword and a small crossbow with a few bolts, she was to immediately equip them after I paid for them.


    The armour platings were hidden under the clothing, while the sword was put straight on her back and the crossbow with ammunition vanished into the folds of the dress.


    While walking back to the school in the evening, her stomach grumbled, making her go pale and saying something for the first time: ¡°I am sorry, Mistress.¡±


    Good that it happened, though. I nearly forgot to get her some food, and I also noticed how lovely her voice was. I would need to make her sing something, or read some books to me.


    I simply changed my direction, walking into the nearest restaurant, which was considerably expensive looking. We were close to the town centre after all.


    ¡°Welcome to the Great Emperor. A table for one?¡±


    ¡°I would prefer something where I could stay in private.¡±


    ¡°Immediately. If you would follow me?¡±


    The waiter showed me the way to a small room in the corner of the building, allowing for a great view down onto the passerbys, while concealing my own visage with special windows and partitioning walls.


    I sat down at the table, but due to my child body, I could not comfortably reach up. The waiter immediately went for a pillow for me to sit on, but I had my own plans. Ordering my new servant to sit in my place, I simply sat on her lap and leaned against her soft chest.


    While I would have drowned in cow tits, the moderate amount provided enabled comfortable softness while not pressing my head forward. Simply perfect!


    When the waiter came back with a richly decorated pillow, he was slightly astounded by my actions, but quickly composed himself and asked for my wishes.


    I ordered a fruit juice, a cup of water, some sweets and the recommended meal.


    This being a magic world and a high-class restaurant, everything was delivered within minutes.


    When the final plate was set down onto the table, I asked the waiter to leave the room, as he would undoubtebly watched me eat, which I couldn¡¯t stand.


    And another reason too: When he had left, I looked up to my chair extension and pointed at the glass of water: ¡°That¡¯s for you.¡±


    Then, after putting some of the dessert in my mouth, I started cutting the main course, loading a spoon with a mouthful, turned halfway around, pointed the spoon at her mouth and said: ¡°Aaaahhh.¡±


    A few seconds of being stared at curiously, I was asked: ¡°Mistress, what are you doing?¡±


    ¡°I am obviously feeding you.¡±


    ¡°Mistress?¡±


    ¡°You are hungry. That¡¯s why we¡¯re here. Now I¡¯m feeding you. I order you to accept.¡±


    ¡°.....yes, Mistress.¡±


    For the first few bites she was a bit scared, and confused, but soon started to warm up and enjoy the meal, while I had fun feeding a cute girl while eating sweets.


    After the meal I leaned back and started to explain her what she had to do:


    ¡°First thing is; you are not allowed to give others information about me if I don¡¯t explicitly say so. Then, you have to tell me whenever I forget something, and learn to make some sweets whenever you are free. Being my bodyguard is quite obvious, but just that I had mentioned it. Hmmm,something else?


    Don¡¯t lie to me, keep unimportant people away while I read and such. That should be all. Any questions?¡±


    ¡°Do you possess any other servants, Mistress?¡±


    ¡°No. Why should I?¡±


    ¡°Cleaning your room, cooking your meals, helping you dress and such, Mistress.¡±


    ¡°With the last one I may occasionally need your help, but the other things are either unnecessary or done by me.¡±


    ¡°Mistress!?¡±


    ¡°Magic is extremely convenient, you know?¡±


    ¡°But, Mistress!¡±


    ¡°Shush. It seems you need to know some things about me to shut up.¡±


    ¡°...?¡±


    ¡°Around a year ago I woke up from an accident that provided me endless mana, immortality and ridiculous affinities. Casting a spell for me is more about limiting the area and effect than bringing up the concentration and mana.¡±


    ¡°...!?¡±


    ¡°And by the way, I am genuinely 16 years old.¡±


    ¡°...you are too strange, Mistress.¡±


    ¡°And you are not?¡±


    ¡°What do you meant, Mistress?¡±


    ¡°The merchant told me that you could refuse orders and act against me in certain circumstances. You apparently even killed your previous owner. You were there, were you not?¡±


    ¡°I indeed killed my previous owner, but the origin of the refusal is not as you think, Mistress?¡±


    ¡°Then tell me.¡±


    ¡°...I can not. I am truly sorry, mistress.¡±


    ¡°Then, can you confirm when I ask things?¡±


    ¡°I can, Mistress.¡±


    ¡°Is a person behind this?¡±


    ¡°Yes, Mistress.¡±


    ¡°Do I truly own you, or has that person a higher priority to you than I have.¡±


    ¡°You truly own me, Mistress.¡±


    ¡°Then, is the person behind all this a perhaps a god?¡±


    ¡°¡°Yes, Mistress. Where¡­?¡±


    ¡°Do you know of the [Curse of the ultimate Being]?¡±


    ¡°....I had it once.¡±


    ¡°So that¡¯s why. Well, I suppose fate led us together. Now that that¡¯s cleared, let¡¯s go?¡±


    ¡°Yes, Mistress.¡±


    After paying and walking back in the room, I changed into the quite comfortable pyjamas and threw myself onto the bed. Refusing her to rest in her own bed, I made her lie down next to me and stripped the embarrassed girl as carefully as I could down to her underwear and letting her clothes fall off the edge of the bed.


    Using her as a living body pillow, I quickly fell asleep, a bit embarrassed myself because of the squishy breasts I rested my head on.


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    soooo, yesterday there was no chap just bec I forgot


    and, the next two weeks I¡¯ll be gone, so no chapters at all


    still, I¡¯ll be happy about any comments and reviews


    as a comment about the unpredictability of this story: it was not planned for ¡®me¡¯ to get a slave

 Chapter 29: the first day of school

    029 - the first day of school


    I woke up with the first rays of the sun, lying on top of my body pillow. Being fully rested I threw off the blanket an started to dress myself, which woke up my servant, who was distressed because she had slept in, didn¡¯t help me cloth myself and on top of it all, had not prepared a meal.


    Only redeclaring that I don¡¯t need to eat or drink, and would normally refuse help while dressing anyway calmed her down.


    After getting her dressed too I still had quite some time left until the first lesson started, so I asked about something that I wanted out of the way.


    ¡°What¡¯s your name?¡±


    I didn¡¯t want to call her ¡®you¡¯ every time.


    ¡°Does Mistress not know? Slaves do not have a name, we are named by our masters, if they choose to do so.¡±


    ¡°Then choose one yourself.¡± If I were to name her she would end up with something boring.


    ¡°....Yes, Mistress.¡±


    Minutes passed, and I just watched the sun in all its glory slowly rising, starting to shine down on the capital city. Finally she straightened her back and looked intently at me, showing that she had chosen.


    ¡°And? Are slaves not allowed to talk until talked to?¡±


    ¡°Yes, Mistress.¡±


    ¡°Then from now on ignore that. And let me hear what you have chosen.¡±


    ¡°Yes, Mistress. Your humble servant would like to be called Annabell Sophie Isa..¡±


    ¡°Okay, Ann. I need to go now. Follow me.¡± I cut her off. No way I would call her such a long name.


    ¡°...Yes, Mistress.¡±


    The first lesson was with our class teacher, who we should go to if we would have problems. Surprisingly, for my class it was the main supervisor, the one I stabbed. I suppose i would have to remember his name someday, but that can wait.


    Of course we started with self introductions. In the class that was shaped like a Greece theatre, the students stood up and told their name, race, heritage, hobbies, likes and dislikes and such.


    People from rich families often had three slaves with them, the maximum number one was allowed to bring.


    Poorer people usually only had only one with them, just like me, and there was one who didn¡¯t have any.


    Of course, this being the best class, only the most talented and educated were seated here.


    I, sitting at the back right corner of the room, was the last one to introduce herself: ¡°I am Aria. Don¡¯t bother me.¡±


    The teacher, knowing my skills and thus not allowed to annoy me, didn¡¯t know what to do. I could clearly see him trying to suppress the urge to scold me, and finally settled on a rather polite ¡°You surely could tell us a bit more about yourself, right?¡±


    ¡°I like to read.¡±


    He cringed: ¡°Is that all?¡±


    My ¡°No¡± made him show a relieved face for a moment, but what followed darkened his mood again.


    ¡°I also like sweets.¡±


    ¡°....¡±


    ¡°And I hate fat, people and food.¡±


    ¡°Anything about where you are from?¡± he asked hopefully.


    ¡°No. Not your business.¡±


    The other children giggled, delighted about the helplessness of their teacher, and sure of me being expelled immediately, only to be disappointed.


    The teacher continued with his own introduction, then gave us time tables, which were arranged by month, and then left us to our devices, after telling us to stay silent until the bell rang, signalling the break.


    How irresponsible!


    While I looked at my time table, on which only the words: ¡°Please come to the headmasters¡¯ office during the break¡± stood, the class had already formed a circle around me, leaving me nothing to protect me from their questions:


    ¡°How did you do that?¡±


    ¡°From where are you?¡±


    ¡°Will you be my girlfriend?¡±


    ¡°Who are your parents?¡±


    They asked all at once.


    Not standing such noise, I raised my hand and opened my mouth after they all had shut up: ¡°Write all your questions down and give them to me.¡±


    And they actually did that. Picking up the paper that was given to me, I started to read out loud the questions:


    ¡°Do you have a boyfriend or a fiance? - No.


    Who are your parents? - Why do you care?¡±


    Again, they all started talking at once, so I stopped them again and told them to write it down for next time. Then I continued.


    ¡°Which books do you like? - Nearly any. None written for dummies.


    Why do you hate fat people? - They are disgusting.


    Why do you hate fat food? - The same, they are disgusting.


    Are you the last scholarship student? - Yes.


    How old are you? - Which idiot asked that question? What age are all people that enter this school?


    Will you go out with me? times seven - ¡­..No.¡±


    And they immediately started to cry out again. How noisy.


    ¡°Be quiet, you are annoying.¡± Came a voice from behind the crowd, a small [Devil] boy shouted that, then went back to molesting one of his girlish male slaves.


    ¡°¡±¡±¡±¡°Ewwww¡±¡±¡±¡±¡± I couldn¡¯t suppress a sound of disgust,when he turned back around and shoved his whole hand into the ass of the slave; the [Devil] was extremely aroused and formed a tent on his trousers, while the slave moaned, barely able to stand.


    And I was not alone with that, but luckily in that moment the bell rang and we could escape the spectacle.


    As requested by the writings of the time table, I quickly fled the room and made my way towards the main administration building, where the headmasters office was.


    Only showing my identification card, the same one I had paid with a few days before, was enough to be let into the room.


    The headmaster was overly friendly, trying to find out as much as possible about me, wanting to know how he could help me, and most likely use me.


    I simply not answered most of his questions, but one or two important things came up.


    He offered me the option to self-study. I would only have to go to class once a week, every monday, and would receive a list of things I would need to learn until the end of the year, where a evaluation test would be held, and I would lose my scholarship if I were to fail.


    I of course accepted, as it was perfect for me. More time to read and less people to annoy me.


    Another thing was my magic. He had received the news I had used [Resurrect] and [Cleanse], both spells that needed holy magic to use. This was a clear indicator that I could not be taught by any of their teachers, so he asked me what I would need to continue improving myself.


    The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.He then, following my wishes, arranged me a private, secluded training area where I could do what I want.


    Any tools I would need I would have to buy with the scholarship card, or make myself.


    After finally being allowed to flee the headmasters office, he had given up on me answering his questions, I still had some time, so I walked towards the area I was allowed to use.


    The school had a huge garden, easily as big as the whole rest of the capital, royal palace and royal gardens included, and so I had to walk quite a bit until I arrived.


    My training ground was a clearing inmidst of a dark forest, with me barely even finding it while knowing of its location.


    Not having the needed materials with me to make what I would want, I just showed off what I had trained during my journey to Ann.


    The first thing I did was materializing my mana outside my body, similar to the crude shield I had made at the beginning. In the one year travelling I had improved it so that I could form simple forms, like balls, or cubes, in varying sizes.


    For target practice, this time I made some human-sized cubes around 20 metres away from me.


    Next I made some needles from my mana. I could not improve them much more in comparison to the starting ones, but I gained some sort of control over them during their flight, as I somehow improved in eyesight and reaction time. This probably had something to do with the fact that I infused myself with mana in the attempt to reach exactly that, but I was not too sure.


    Accelerating them was as easy as ever, but since I locked their maximum speed, they only cracked the materialized mana, and did not blast them away completely with the forest behind.


    The next thing was similar to the mana waves I had used back then in the dungeon, but instead of pure mana, it gained some substance, pushing down the grass, bending and breaking the trees.


    Then was a classic: telekinesis. Using that I picked up the broken branches and held them back in place.


    Afterwards I reattached them using the last skill I could train without living subjects to experiment on: I fused my holy mana with the damaged parts of the tree, which made it grow back onto the branches.


    Ending my small show I undid my summoned projectiles and target, and at the same time infused some mana into the ground, growing the grass and flowers around me, while I turned towards Ann.


    ¡°And, what do you think of it?¡±


    ¡°...If I am allowed to ask, Mistress, which spells were that? I could not recognize them. And to think you could use silent chants, you are truly amazing.¡± Ann asked with an astonished look on her face.


    ¡°You know, I can¡¯t chant silently, you know? Even I have to say [Cleanse] out loud if I want to use it.¡±


    ¡°...Then what was that??? Don¡¯t tell me¡­.¡± A distressed Ann was very cute, and I could clearly see her longer front teeth in her open mouth. If dark elves are related to vampires?


    ¡°Hey.¡± I decided to ask, my voice making Ann looking at me expectantly.


    ¡°Are dark elves related to vampires somehow?¡±


    ¡°What? How? Why?¡± And again she¡¯s looking so cute, this time extremely confused. Was she expecting something else to look like that¡­? Ah, she asked about my spells, right?


    ¡°And that before were no spells, that was pure mana by the way. Come on, let¡¯s go. the sun is setting.¡± And I made my way back to the dormitories, a confused and flabberghasted Ann behind.


    On the way, the silence was interrupted by a growl from the stomach of my pillow, resulting in an embarrassed ¡°I¡¯m sorry Mistress¡±.


    I had forgotten about eating again¡­.


    ¡°I told you to remind me of common sense, didn¡¯t I? I did, right?¡±


    ¡°No, Mistress. I¡¯m sorry.¡±


    ¡°Why would you be sorry?¡±


    ¡°...? I don¡¯t know?¡±


    ¡°Haaa¡­..  Don¡¯t excuse yourself for something you didn¡¯t do. And go get yourself some food. And while you¡¯re at it, get me some sweets too.¡±


    Letting Ann go to the kitchens I walked back to my room. Taking out the sheet with questions and a quill I started answering all of them, eating the sweets Ann had put next to me.


    After finishing them all I went to bed, again refusing my body pillow to fulfil her role as servant.


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    <table><tbody><tr><td width="25%">The Devils</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">The devils are a race similar to demi-humans, only that they are a mixture of demon and goat. Any other mixtures have completely different customs, and, like the different demi-human races have different names.


    They usually have the lower body and horns of a goat, including the tail, and upper body surprisingly similar to humans, but far more hairy.


    Their skin is usually a dark red or brown, sometimes black, with grey or black hair.


    Their culture is based upon herds, with one male alpha that has a harem, and all other males training each other in fighting and bed to one day become worthy alphas themselves. The only exception are their shamans, who always have several slaves to serve them and are the only magic users of their race.</tr></td></tbody></table>


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    so, finally another chapter!


    it was nearly done anyways, I just had to finish it


    well, I was too lazy


    anyway, I have a important REQUEST:


    I plan to make a side chapter, with just all the questions the other ¡®classmates¡¯ asked.


    I would like you to write down any questions you can think of, and I will take ALL OF THEM, as long as they fit in the story.


    no ¡°how do you feel about having a slave after being one yourself?¡± as no ¡®classmate¡¯ would ask such a thing


    another thing: the reason why I finished this chapter was the comment from shiraori, which I read at a point where I had the time to write and nothing else to do


    the reason why I am telling you this is to show you that your comments actually DO something, and to encourage you to write more


    @kojirosword: Imagine this: a being stronger than gods would channel endless mana through a simple ring forged and enchanted by mere mortals


    do you think the ring will slowly melt, dissolve in an instant or blow up?


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    EDIT: thx to shiraori for pointing out a few mistakes

 Chapter 30: The Following Day

    030 - The Following Day


    Waking up on top of my hugging pillow, I enjoyed the desperate expression of my cute servant that wanted to get up before me for a while, then stood up and dressed myself.


    I had much to do today.


    First I made my way to the classroom, sending Ann to get her some breakfast and some apples for myself.


    After I entered the usual room, I noticed I just had barged in to the lesson.


    A young skinny guy without student uniform stopped from walking up and down in front of the class, making a really angry expression and glaring my way.


    He should be my history teacher, as far as the timetable goes.


    Well, I should probably wait with my stuff until the end of the lesson, or else things could get annoying.


    ¡°Young Miss!¡±


    ...too late. Might as well make him even more angry now.


    I lazily turned back to him, as I had been on my way to the back of the class, and answered with a questioning:


    ¡°Hmm?¡±


    Enraged his head turned red, and his voice increased in volume.


    ¡°Young Miss, how dare you be that disrespectful towards a teacher, especially when you are late! You will ask the others to tell you what you have missed, and I will ask you next week! If you don¡¯t know EVERYTHING, you¡¯ll have some lessons on the weekend!¡±


    ¡°But I already know everything.¡± I refuted. ¡°And there¡¯s no way I¡¯m coming on the weekend, I¡¯ve got things to do. And besides, I¡¯m just here to get the curriculum and maybe agree on a test for the whole thing, so I don¡¯t have to come anymore.¡±


    ¡°You can have the test right now, if you think you know everything! If you fail, prepare for some heavy punishment. You still can back out now.¡±


    Having already arrived at my seat, instead of sitting down normally I dragged the chair to the path between the tables and sat down there, challenging him with a mocking smile: ¡°Come on, start asking.¡±


    And so it started, the EPIC RAP BATTLE OF HISTORY!!!!!....*cough*


    Being asked so many questions one after the other, with him always nearly shouting and always talking very fast, I should have felt very stressed, but to counteract that and to annoy him I spoke deliberately slow, and always took my time to think about the answer for his questions.


    Against my expectations though, the more I answered correctly, the less he was angry with me, rather looking at me with some respect, toning down his voice to normal levels and not even reacting when Ann arrived and brought me three apples that I then ate during his questioning.


    Just a minute from the end of the lesson he then, satisfied with me so far, he told me he would overlook me not being around and always giving me best notes, if I only answered his last question: how the fallen angels came to be.


    Strangely enough I hadn¡¯t read a single book about that before, like all the other stuff, but there the memory storage in my halo came in handy.


    ¡°As far as I know, angels and fallen angels had been one once, being a race that balanced between light and dark, life and death.


    In a time of prospering and wealth, the king died of age, and left his two sons to govern. Both of them had wanted to rule, so they split up in two equal groups and fought for control over the flying islands that was their home.


    One brother favoured the light, the other the dark, and so their respective groups began to change, turning in our ¡®angels¡¯ and ¡®fallen angels¡¯.


    Finally, their little sister had had enough of the war and took control of the capital city, that contained the control node for all the islands.


    She let the dark side, the ¡®fallen angels¡¯ islands fall onto the demon lands, and rose up the ¡®angels¡¯ lands impossibly high up, just leaving the capital with her inside in the middle to continue keeping an equilibrium between light and dark.


    The rising and falling didn¡¯t stop the opposing factions from fighting though, even if they changed their style to mostly letting others fight their wars, angels aiding ¡®light¡¯ races and fallen angels aiding the ¡®dark¡¯.


    That¡¯s all I know.¡±


    ¡°...you¡¯re wrong.¡± [Teacher]


    ¡°Nope, I¡¯m not.¡±


    ¡°Every child knows that the angels used some bad tricks to let our islands fall.¡± [Student A]


    ¡°Yeah, can¡¯t believe you don¡¯t know that!¡± [Student B]


    ¡°And what if what you¡¯re told is wrong? The victor writes the history books, but in that war nobody won. With them hating each other, there¡¯s no wonder they would depict the other side as bad.¡±


    ¡°...I never thought about that this way. I will ask a few others about this theory. In the meanwhile, the lesson has ended, so you can go now.¡± [Teacher]


    With him saying that, all the students started exiting, but I, who was sitting at the teacher¡¯s table and therefore was closer to the door, held out the question sheet they had given me the day before.


    When they recognised the paper, I put it on a nearby desk and started walking away: ¡°Next time, for each question, bring me something sweet.¡±, was the comment I left them on the bottom of the sheet. (Questions and Answers in table at the bottom)


    After leaving I made my way to the library, searching for books about Ard.


    I would do some rather extreme and dangerous experiments in the area that was lent to me, and I was sure somebody would one day follow me to watch, so I had to create some sort of protection.


    Stolen story; please report.Recasting a spell every day would be absolutely annoying, and so I had to study Ard, as those were the only spells that lasted long.


    Of course there were some symbols and such in my halo-library, but those were very complicated to the point that I could not understand them a bit.


    So I had to study Ard from the beginning, not like I had much other things to do.


    <table><tbody><tr><td width="25%">Ard, the Powers of Symbols, Sigils and Signs</td></tr></tbody></table>


    I took a peek into the book to confirm it was about beginning Ard, then walked back towards my room, starting to read after flinging myself on my bed.


    After some time I noticed Ann staring at me.


    Did she need something?


    I looked at her with raised eyebrows and prepared to ask, when I was interrupted by her stomach growling, and she lowered her head abashed.


    Cute.


    I sent her on a mission for some food, reminding her to speak up next time, then continued reading.


    Learning magic is so much better than math, or anything in my old school, really.


    Still, that my pillow was happy that I didn¡¯t come with her eating is sad. I¡¯ll have to cuddle with her a lot when she¡¯s back.


    <table><tbody><tr><td width="25%">Q: Why are you glowing?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: Because I am more than divine, and my insufficient age and experience does not allow me to completely hide my presence. Pray to me, mortal.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: Why is your hair in light colour?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: Because I¡¯m awesome. Pray to me, mortal.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: Have you ever masturbated?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: Why would I tell you if I had? Go die, pervert.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: How are you today?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: I am annoyed by useless questions.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: What products do you use to keep your hair and skin so beautiful?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: None.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: How often did you do ¡®it¡¯ already with your maid?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: Go die, pervert.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: May I borrow your ¡®hole¡¯?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: Die.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: Do you like to eat cocks?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: Die.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: Do you like torturing souls of the innocent?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: I never tried, so I don¡¯t know. I could try yours, but I doubt you are innocent.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: !nac uoy tiaw hO ?sdrawkcab daer uoy naC</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: Boring.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">--- Reader questions end ---</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: Will you be part of my harem?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: I hate harem. Go die.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: Will you cook for me?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: No.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: What food do you like the most?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: Some sweets and sweet fruits.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: Who are your parents?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: There is nobody I would want to call that way.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: What is your favourite colour?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: It¡¯s all about the combinations.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: Do you play any instrument or do you sing.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: I do.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: Where is your room?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: Out of your reach.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: Is there a boy you like?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: No.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: What race are you?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: Something you would not recognize.</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">- - - - -</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">Q: Will you go on a date with me?</td></tr><tr><td width="25%">A: No.</td></tr></tbody></table>


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    so, finally another chapter


    also, you heared what ¡®I¡¯ said, more questions only answered for sweets (=many many comments, ratings and reviews)


    ¡­.I¡¯ll probably do them anyway, but I¡¯ll be happy about those ¡®sweets¡¯


    no chance for donations if you wonder, I don¡¯t think I¡¯ll be doing those


    @Shiraori: thx for pointing out all the mistakes in the previous chapter


    @Naoki: stop with the stupid questions


    @Maou Shojou Areil-chan: there u go

 For all those that think I am dead (not a chapter):

    Basically, I just want to point out that I am thinking about the next chapter, but am not satisfied by my last three tries.


    Also, I had several ideas about other stories, and recently more and more about romance.


    Since I want the opinion of other people about my worksI''m going to post the single chapter of a new storyand want you to comment on it, telling me what I can do better and so on. (That other story won''t be continued because I just wrote it on a whim. If you really want that I continue that story, I''d need quite some people tell me that.)


    Keep in mind that the advice you give will apply to my writing in general, and thus will also improve the quality of this story!


    Small descriptions to the spells used are at the bottom of the text.


    <hr>


    000 - Confession #3


    ¡°P- Please go out with me.¡±


    Stuttered a cute tomboy, confessing her feelings towards me behind the school building.


    ¡°No, I¡¯ve had enough.¡±


    That was all I could say to that person, as I truly had been disappointed in the truthfulness of such declarations.


    ¡°Wha- Why?¡±


    Tears formed in her eyes, and threatened to spill onto her tanned cheeks.


    ¡°The first person that said that to me dumped me a day later, telling all her acquaintances that I had asked her for sex.


    In reality she just found out I wasn¡¯t a high-ranking noble.¡±


    ¡°Y-yes, I¡¯ve heard her tell that¡­¡±


    ¡°And the other time I had accepted that proposal and went on the first date, it was just to push me in a corner and beat up because she and her friends had believed my first¡¯s story.¡±


    ¡°Ah..¡±


    ¡°So, just go away and tell everyone of your friends that they don¡¯t even have to go try anymore, they¡¯ve already destroyed any kind of relationship I could have in this school.


    Just leave me alone.¡±


    With those words I left that person alone, tears spilling from her eyes.


    Women were truly good liars, to be able to fake even that.


    ---


    ¡°Haaa¡­¡±


    Sighing I made my way back towards the back of that building the day after that third confession. They really just couldn¡¯t leave me alone.


    Still, to go that far to not even write a name, greeting or anything else, just telling me to be there at a certain time was quite disrespecting.If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it.


    Arriving back there, I was greeted by a surprise: several girls holding the tomboy that had confessed to me the day before hostage, and all of them (besides the tomboy) with vicious grins on their faces.


    ¡°So, so. Who have we here, our great offender Wynn, who had sent this poor naive girl to question us of our motives.


    How could you do that, such a detestable thing?


    Well, it doesn¡¯t matter. If you don¡¯t want this friend of yours here scarred for life, you¡¯ll have to let us beat you up again.


    Hehehehe..¡±


    ¡°Are you done?¡±


    ¡°What?¡±


    Record, Frost Floor, Frozen Feet, Hail


    After a few seconds everyone but that tomboy, who I had specifically exempted from my spells, were down on the floor, groaning in pain because of the many icicles that were still impacting their dirtied uniforms.


    ¡°Well, that little plan of yours didn¡¯t work out too well, did it? Anyway, thank you for the chance to beat you up without getting punished. I¡¯ve got a very convincing picture of you threatening two other students after all.¡±


    Waiving my staff as goodbye I started heading off, but was stopped by a nervous voice.


    ¡°Wait!¡±


    It was the tomboy that could not get out because of the ice that was falling all around her.


    ¡°What? Be happy that I don¡¯t beat you up too. A hostage hurt by me would make everything seem very unbelievable after all.¡±


    ¡°No! You misunderstand!¡±


    ¡°Sure, try to go on with your charade while you can, miss number three. I¡¯ll see you when you troupe try to beat me up next time.¡±


    ---


    Things got a little bit messy after that, as I had to explain what had happened, but with my Record of the situation nobody could doubt me.


    Especially so since that tomboy continued their lie about her trying to be friendly to me.


    I¡¯m sure that is going to be very annoying in the future.


    Still, time does not stop, and people continued avoiding me in fear of catching the attention of the girl clique that would undoubtedly harass them as much as they tried to harass me.


    Having a habit of always closing my door with several seals, taking everything with me and doing everything myself made my maid redundant, but effectively prevented them from doing anything to me.


    It also came with the upside that I didn¡¯t eat what the school cooks made.


    While these meals always were delicious, they also were as unhealthy, unbalanced and annoying to eat as possible.


    That allowed me to keep a slim bodyline, and hid my obvious lack of table manners, as I came from a commoner¡¯s family that gained nobility through an ancestor that did good to the country as a mage. That same person also made the contract so that one person of our household could attend the most prestigious magic academy in the country at any time.


    My train of thought was interrupted by the door of the library opening.


    Wondering who it was, I lifted myself from the chair to observe the newcomer. The library was not well-visited, as nobles mostly came here to get to know each other, not to study, but that was just right for me.


    One did not even have to attend the classes, the teachers wouldn¡¯t be able to stop them from not coming anyway.


    Still, some of the teachers, knowing I seriously studied, sent me one of their few attending students with some worksheets they had compiled.


    Not that they ever made their way to me in one piece.


    This time though, that brown-haired tomboy that just came in brought undamaged looking sheets.


    ¡°Hello¡­? The teacher said I should bring you these.¡±


    ¡°Just put them on the reception, I¡¯ll get them later.¡±


    ¡°Huh!? Where are you?¡±


    Her surprise was justified, as I had formed a wall of miniature ice mirrors that would distort the light so that I couldn¡¯t be seen while behind it, and their presence somewhat dampened and spreaded the sound of my voice.


    But since she actually brought something undamaged to me, I walked through that illusion to return the favor.


    I wasn¡¯t trusting her, but I¡¯ll always act to individuals like they act towards me.


    ¡°Kyaaa! How, where did you come from?¡±


    ¡°From back there, I was sitting in that chair.¡±


    ¡°No way, and I thought you could teleport or make yourself invisible!¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t be ridiculous, those need far too much mana, and invisibility is even forbidden.¡±


    ¡°...Oh?¡±


    ¡°So, you need anything else?¡±


    ¡°W- well¡­.¡±


    ¡°Again with the ¡®I¡¯m not with them, please trust me¡¯?¡±


    ¡°...no. I now know that won¡¯t work. Rather than that, please let me be your friend!¡±


    ¡°No.¡±


    Since she lowered her head in frustration after my decisive answer, and her sad face looked quite cute, I just started to randomly pat her head, causing her to blush heavily.


    ¡°Wh- What are you doing!!!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m patting your head.¡±


    ¡°Y- I know that!¡±


    ¡°If what you said back then is true, and you want to go out with me, you should be able to enjoy it, and if you lied back then, well, then you hate it but can¡¯t refuse since you act like you want to be with me.


    There is no way for you to refuse.¡±


    Contempt with my randomly come-up excuse, I continued patting her beet-red head until I grew bored of caressing her silky hair.


    Then I just went back to reading, leaving her completely stunned until she slowly walked away minutes later.


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    <td>Record</td>


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    Records a moment of reality and stores it in your magic focus.


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    <td>Frost Floor</td>


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    The floor is frozen up instantly in the designated area, making it hard to walk on and easier to cast ice-based spells. Also drops temperature and is a requirement for many spells.


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    <td>Frozen Feet</td>


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    Freezes the feet of designated targets onto the ground, making it impossible to get away without breaking the restrainment first. Requires Frost Floor.


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    <td>Hail</td>


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    Drops little icicles in the designated area for as long as mana is provided.


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