Corruption is Magic

Looking at the tall black stone walls before me I feel Alexander pat my shoulder. Looking over to him he gives me his usual smile. “You alright there, If I didn’t know any better I would say you came face to face with God.” Alexander chuckles. Letting me go he heads towards the front gate of the walled city with creatures coming and going at their will. I follow close behind Alexander looking at the sights around me before we enter the city. Hearing a clang of metal I see a Minotaur in large metal armor step in front, Alexander having gotten past already turns to look back at me.

“You look like a nice piece of ass.” The Large muscular Minotaur comments with a smirk on his face. “There is a fee for newcomers to the city. How’s about you bend over like a good slut.” The Minotaur chuckles as he licks his lips, his downward gaze sending a chill down me. This Twelve foot tall slab of meat honestly is trying to extort me… for sex no less!?

“How about you be a good guard and go back doing what you were.” I sternly say but I am met with a searing pain on my cheek as my head is shot to the right. This bastard just slapped me! Looking up at the now smiling Minotaur I grind my teeth. “You best kill me you bull fuck.”

“Oh, and why is that you Purple freak.” The Minotaur asks with a hand reaching to unbuckle his lower armor.

“If you don’t I’ll make sure to come back one day and burn you alive.” Flaring his nostrils the Minotaur readies his hand again to hit me but is stopped as a black tendril wraps around his raised wrist.

“The fuck?” The Minotaur barks looking back to Alexander who has a dark aura emanating from his entire body and his Ruby eyes have gone entirely black and almost look to be oozing a black liquid.

“I don’t recall giving you permission to hurt my student.” Alexander’s voice reverberates out as if in a tunnel and as if multiple of himself say the same thing at the same time at different pitches. With a flick of his wrist the tendril extending from it pulls back causing a sickening snap from the Minotaurs arm and ripping some snapped bone through the skin so it pokes out. Crying out the Minotaur reaches up and clutches his mangled arm, Alexander lets the now free dangling arm go and as he does so returns to his normal self. “Ah, my dear. Look at the time, if we don’t get a move on we will be late meeting my friend.” Rubbing my cheek I nod but before leaving the guard who now has other guards coming to aid him smirk.

“Don’t think this makes us even.” I say as he falls to his knees. Walking past him I see a guard about to stop me but another whispers something with a shake of the head which makes the one trying to stop me to decide against it.

“Now then my Dear, you wanted clothes. How about something fashionable, I do like a girl who knows her way around corsets. It was a bit after my time but I can’t deny they were interesting.” Alexander comments, making my face grow hot. Beryl had a bunch of those on display… They are a tad bit revealing.

“I’d rather something more… Tame? What about a nice dress? Something nice and dark to compliment my purple.” I say, Alexander hums to himself in thought as he leads me through the streets of this city. True to what he said yesterday I can feel the touch and brushes of the people I walk past grabbing me but unlike last time the fire that is within my chest doesn’t fair up in me and the voice of myself isn’t begging out in my head for more.

Confusion entangles me as we walk, Alexander leading the way through the crowds of different kinds of beings all around us. I haven’t been filled with a need to… pleasure myself either… What the heck has happened? “Hey Alexander.” I call out, Alexander hearing me turns around so he faces me and now walks backwards.

“Yes my Dear?”

“I have a question. So, that ice I was treated with, would there be any lasting effects from it?” Hearing my question he strokes his chin.

“No, I don't think so. Why do you ask?”

“Well… How to say this…” I feel embarrassment grip me as I think about how exactly to say this. “I haven’t felt my Corruption compel me to do anything recently… and I haven’t felt a need to…”

“Ah, you mean that. Do not worry my dear, I dealt with that.” Wait, dealt with? He knows about the corruption and the voice? What is going on!?

“Excuse me, do you mind explaining this to me?”

“Oh, I do not mind. You see when Gomra mentioned you to me she also mentioned how she tried to bring out your potential in a more primal way. You see the Bipedal potion she gave you have much more in it than just one effect.” Alexander comments, frozen in place the reality of what he just said swirls in my brain. Gomra… made me that potion… I assumed it was just a biped potion… yet Alexander is saying it wasn’t just that? “Are you still there Dear?” Looking at Alexander I feel confusion, anger, betrayal, and deep sadness well up in me.

“W-w- why… Why did she do that?”

“My guess, she didn’t know any better way. That also might be why she sent me the letter to come teach you.” Alexander shrugs. “All I know is that I find that way of developing rather barbaric. I’ll let you determine what path you want to travel on your own.” He… took the effects away. He gave me back my ability to choose for myself. Looking at Alexander I smile and take a deep breath.

“Thank you… I guess I owe you one. Gomra also has some explaining to do if I ever see her in the afterlife.” Laughing Alexander places a hand on my head and ruffles my hair.

“Well that’s going to be a sight to see. Make sure to wait for me so I can watch.”

“No promises. Unless you bring popcorn to share.”

“Oh, now that’s a bargain I like.” Alexander chirps as he lifts his hand and turns around. “Now, just one more block to the clothing store, I must say though. You took that news pretty well.” Following him as he heads our trek again I snort.

“I guess I have just gotten used to how sinister and bad this place is. Folks that were that nice to me obviously had some things they weren’t sharing.” That and… I’d be lying if I didn’t enjoy it. Maybe… it just brought out what was already in me. Could I… be like that? Powerful and… Dominating? The thought of this sends a small shiver down my spine as I think about how it felt back then. Before my mind can go any further I bump into Alexander who has stopped in front of a shop with no windows or anything. There just hung a sign saying “Charlotte's Silk” which dangles from a bar of metal by two chains on either side for said sign.

“Oh, careful Dear. A head in the clouds can be suffocating.” Alexander chuckles as he opens the door and holds it for me. Taking the invitation I head inside and am met with many mannequins of different creatures wearing clothing like in Beryl’s shop.

“I’m coming.” A loud yet low voice calls out as I hear step after loud step coming closer and closer till a large gray skinned mass of flex and hair comes lumbering into the room.

“Ah, Hemrick my boy. Good to see you.” Alexander happily says but the moment Alexander speaks the being in front of us shoots into an alert posture and actively backpedals away from us.

“Oh no, no no no. I told you last time Alexander, I’m done. I ain’t doin nothin else for you.” The big gray bing says in noticeable panic as he looks around as if he were searching for an escape route.

“Come now, I simply require some clothing for my students here.” Alexander says, extending an arm back to me as if presenting me to Hemrick. Looking at me with a skeptical look the big guy relaxes a bit standing up fully, almost causing his head to hit the ceiling which is remarkably high. This guy is damn near ten feet tall.

“That’s it?”

“Hm, I think so. I don’t need any suit maintenance and we ended our side hustle.” Alexander chuckles, getting a glare from the big being which he ignores.

“You really are a piece of work.” Hemrick deadpans before looking at me and clears his throat. “Sorry miss… I’m Hemrick and I’m… well I used to be a Dwarf… I am now cursed to be a Troll.”

“I’m Twilight Sparkle. I used to be a Pony from a land called Equestria, right now though… I’m not sure what I would be designated as.” I sheepishly say getting a small grunt of a laugh from Hemrick.

“You sure like those potions I see.”

“Yes, well anyways. You said you were cursed, what is that about?” Hemrick, looking not too keen on the topic just shrugs and says.

“Not much to say, I’m cursed to be turned into this form whenever I sleep. Nothing I do can stop it from happening. Nothing much more to it than that… Don’t go fussing over it though. I have gotten used to it.” Hemrick matter of factly explains before pulling out a notepad and a long tube like thing that looks comically small in his huge fingers. He looks at me with the tube like thing to the notepad. “So, what are you thinking about for clothing?”

“Uh, well… I wouldn’t mind having something for me to wear out in public. Maybe something to compliment Alexander’s suit but also to go well with my coloration.” I sheepishly ask but Hemrick looks between Alexander and I in a state of confusion.

“Are you two… you know?”

“Yes.” Alexander says at the same time as I scream.

“NO!”