“Should I… let you live…?”
It confusingly repeats the word I have managed to say while it tends my frail body. It has also already removed its hand from my hair.
Because of my utterly helpless condition, there is not much I can do besides waiting for my strength to recover and chat with the seductive creature. I do not know why the former happened but the latter is a sort of respiration for me to ease. Somehow.
“Child, you don’t have to worry anymore. As long as you’re here, you’ll always be safe. I promise in the name of goddess of kindness.”
The seductive creature warmly smiles at me while saying that. Its symbolic pendant hanging from its necklace glitters with magic particles and unknown particles as it continues touching my hair.
Wait. Did she say ‘goddess’? And why is its pendant reacting? Does all of that mean it is truthfully a human?
“What… mean…”
Due to my weakened state, I am not able to fully convey my words.
However, the particles emanating from its pendant suddenly start to float towards me. I notice it and desperately try to dodge them but alas, my body is completely incapacitated.
But then when they enter my body, a feeling of serenity appears and calms my mind. I can also feel a broken part within me being fixed but I do not know what it is.
While contemplating about the transpiring odd event, I am starting to be inclined towards the seductive creature's true identity which is a human to be the truth.
After a while, my body feels energetic as well as my mind. The strength of my body is also rapidly recovering, what with the sensation of my twitching fingers.
Did that pendant fix my mysteriously inflicted disabilities? Then, the seductive creature is seriously just a human…
My mind eases after knowing that it is truthfully a nun. And that power must be from her god she is serving.
“It's alright, child. You're safe now. I don’t know where both of you will be going after recovering to an extent, and if you do have to, I’ll not stop from resuming your journey. But I really hope you'll stay here for a while longer.”
Even if you ask me where I will be going after recovering, it has already been answered.
This place is basically what I was hoping to arrive at. I mean, it has all of the necessities for me to survive in the long run and ultimately unlock my magic. I can probably also attain complete control of my female body after obtaining general magic ability.
Honestly, I am also of the same stance of staying here. Maybe even living here. I will admit it. That forest gave me such numerous life-ending dangers and unpleasant days of sleeping in coldness and what not, it has scarred me from the helpless experience of almost being transformed into a meal.
But then suddenly, a passing thought sparks my mind.
Granted, I am currently a living punching bag but combining that fact with the hidden power dwelling within me yet is unable to utilize such a convenience while also possessing all-captivating looks, would not people crave me?
There are countless roles I can take but all of them are chained from use until I reach a certain level of power depending on the setting of the roles. But what I have recently said almost ignores the necessity of eminent power which is being a helpless child, or children.
Naturally, I will not be that naive to stay weak while enjoying that role. It is just a passing thought of a concept to fulfill my seething desires. But a drooling thought.
Thought.
…That is it! Oohhhhh, the scene of sides battling against each other just so to capture me, it rages my blood!
“Forgive me, child. I'll have to leave you for a while to tend to your sister but your wounds should feel less discomforting.”
While mentally in a state of euphoria, she caresses my hair again for a while before treading towards my female body with a bucket and cloths.
Seeing her amicable manner of earnestly tending my female body, it further boils my blood!
As I am struggling to control my overwhelming ecstasy, the nun is tending my female body and does not notice the current state of my body behind her. Both of us earnestly do our best in our own interest throughout the time as the rays of light casting from the window slowly disappear along with the nun’s presence in the room and my heightened exhilaration.
After a passage of time has passed, night paints the world.
Fortunately, she still has not noticed it and has conveniently left this room, leaving only me and my female body inside it.
The moonlight has replaced the warmth of the light rays casting from the window, coloring the room in dark hue while the veiled dust is brightly lit across the rays of melancholy light. The state of the darkened furniture within the room only supplement the dreary impression of the room.
Oh, and by the way, when she returns, I plan to plainly ask her to live with her. She has already won my trust and with the knowledge of her secretly wanting me to live with her, it should be a piece of cake.
The state of my feeble strength has long recovered, so when I attempt to reach down to the floor from the bed with my recently cared body, the pain from movements is visibly lessened as I begin the practice of fixing the problems in my magic formation.
Since the moon is presently illuminating the world and the nun is probably sleeping, this moment of time is crucial for the experimentation of my magic in an effort to study and comprehend the nature of it despite only recently waking up from my slumber.
I did not think about it during the occurrence of being in that weird space where the black tentacles and my Earth clone are present, but I noticed that while I was pierced with the several black rods, I was able to cast magic for a second before it disappeared. It is only small though, so I did not see and feel it, however, the complete cast of magic was certainly felt.
I do not remember how I did it but I can try to replicate that same feeling of casting magic. And it being possible to achieve undoubtedly means I can attain magic ability with time!
And so, I silently lump the magic particles floating around me into a single mass of them on my hand, then condense them into a finer and thicker ball as it starts to glow from the compressed state. However, it does not accomplish my expectations of it being bigger than the size of my head as it instantaneously turns dark and disappears.
It is the same result but I think it is due to the same density in all of the magic particles, what with the familiar sensation stemming from that, so it might be worth trying to manipulate that. But when I try so, the result is still the same.
Damn, is that not it? What if I change that instead…. It makes the outcome even weirder, so then was that the cause? Damn.
After hours of attempts, an approximate 185 attempts have been made as the number keeps increasing, however, after a few more of it and just when I start to feel dismal, my mind immediately goes into a shock when the current experimented magic floating on top of my hand has far exceeded the maximum lifespan of which I have set in mind formulated from the failed trials.
Damn yea, I am hella smart!
I have finally reached the conclusion but after repeated adjustments of the magic, its form has considerably changed to resemble more towards the composition of an alloy. Due to that, the amount that I can fit within a certain area has drastically increased. But that change has also brought a defect of being of lesser strength than before.
The cause of my magic being instantly eradicated the moment it reaches a certain level is that in truth, several black mists will emerge from my body and engulf the magic. I noticed that they have a relation with the dimensional-like rift instead, theorized from the similar behavior of deleting anything without leaving a trace.
That is right. They do not leave a speck of trail to the level of atomic sizes, oxygen and nitrogen and the sort. I realized that when I was not able to breathe for a second after my magic disappeared.
And thus, begin my endless attempts of polishing and refining my magic. I repeatedly change the properties of my magic to the point that it is straying far from its former form while purely following the memory of familiarity from those black rods.
After an unknown amount of attempts, I have attained an adequate magic strength as the dusk starts painting the sky. The light is yet to be bright, so this room is still being shrouded in darkness but the melancholy light rays have disappeared.
Damn yea, I can finally use magic!
As my heart starts to beat faster, my mind is rapidly being muddled with overwhelming emotion of exhilaration. I tremblingly stretch out my hand and close my eyes to focus on casting the final product.
I can feel it…. The light. The movements of honed magic particles. The power…!!!
Then, I make a fist the moment I open my eyes.
Within my eyesight, particles of magic are floating timelessly. They are no longer compressed tightly together as they seemingly suspended on top of my hand. The aura they have been exuding has also changed to that of a serenity, an opposite of havoc in the past.
To test out its strength, I try to lift one of the derelict furniture in this room. Naturally, I have casted a light using magic to illuminate this room.
When the magic has reached a derelict table, it effortlessly lifts it up in the air without needing any extra work.
Witnessing that, I begin to pant with heavy breath as I manipulate it the next moment to lift a heavier object after carefully placing the table to its original location.
It is also able to lift a damaged drawer, but it is getting more difficult to do so and it seems the level of a damaged wardrobe is the limit.
This is… an outstanding achievement! I can facade the role of helpless children without immense worries!
However, I have yet to attain the ability to move my female body. And my magic level is also abysmal against foes. Maybe even on par with a single goblin. But then again, magic prevails all!
