Corruption is Magic

“What do you mean you want to keep it!?” I yell, feeling my emotions flare. That son of a bitch… he thinks he can do that to Gelfree. “You are actually planning to keep that filths kid?” I ask dumbfounded but Gelfree looks back at me with shock and pain etched on her face.

“What the hell has gotten into you?” Gelfree asks hurt in her voice before her face twists into one of anger. “This child is also mine!” Gelfree yells at me getting to her feet looking down to me as I lay in my bed.

“So what!?” I yell tossing off the blankets to get to my feet.

“So what? So what!? Do you even realize how much of a hypocrite I would be if I took away this child’s life when I am the same as them!” Gelfree yells looking up to me as I stand up. I look down at them and feel a pain of regret skewer my heart.

“You know I didn’t-”

“Didn’t what!” Gelfree yells snarling as she looks at me. “Didn’t think that at the end of it all it was my decision.” I watch as the Goblinoid before me puffs out her cheeks and looks away from me. “I’m keeping it. End of story.”

“Aright… I’m sorry.”

“If you are sorry, please. Put the throne aside. Help me raise this kid.” Gelfree almost begs to me and I feel pain shoot through my chest again.

“I can’t.”

“Why can’t you, you are liable to die the deeper you go into this. We both see that now.” Gelfree cries as she grabs on to my arms which I pull out from her grasp.

“If we are keeping the child then it’s all the more reason to get the throne, so we all can live a better life. A protected life, in a new world I am making.”

“You don’t even realize you are in over your head. By the Gods Twilight, look at yourself. You have to admit you are in danger.”

“Who do you think you are talking to, from where I stand there are three that need protection and none are me. You two and Beryl need protection. You think the people out there, behind Vo are the danger? No, I’m the dangerous one. Pevla is a gleaming example of that.” I bark silencing Gelfree who looks at me with tears in her eyes, jaw clenched as she fights her emotions.

“I need space… get out… now.” Gelfree quietly orders and I feel sorrowful anger shoot through me, sighing I nod then head for the door. Opening it I stop and look at Gelfree who has sat down on my bed.

“I’m not breaking another promise.” Closing the door I feel a weight grow on my shoulders and I feel my blood begin to boil. “I’m sorry Gefree… I’ve come too far to let it slip through the cracks now. I’ve almost got the throne, and with it… A better world.” I say pushing myself to stride forward putting on my confident facade as I head to the dungeons.

Striding through the manor I see Kozak and Jasmine talking and Alexander chatting with Olvin but as I pass they all take notice, the first two going the usual kneel with their fist to their chest but all four look at me as if I am… different. The usual kind look is gone and a look of… recognition of a person of status is on their faces. It feels strange but not unpleasant. Keeping myself from smiling I continue onwards and quickly find Iracrus and Nile standing outside the dungeons. I pay them no mind as I open the door that they are outside only to see a certain wolf standing in the cell with Pevla restrained against the wall. There she is.

“Gaurt.” I say in a cold even tone snapping her to attention. Turning quickly she faces me and laughs lightly.

“Hey boss. I was just keepin the prisoner occupied.” She says as she hides the poking stick she holds.

“Do you mind giving me a hand you three.” I say loudly so the other two can hear. Looking behind myself I see them peeking in. “I need potions that turn body parts and organs into a bee person. I also would like these potions to be strong. I also need you, Nile, because I heard you can enchant objects.”

“What do you need enchanted?” Nille asks curiously.

“Bone.” I say with a sadistic tone as my corruption collects in my head and I feel a thick ichor like substance creeping from my mouth and eyes. “I’m going to teach a Bee to sing.~” I say in a demonic voice.

** Torture, skip if you want **

Placing the last potion on the wooden board that should be Pevla’s bed I smile contently as the others stand at the door with a newly arrived Alexander who got curious as they brought me things. Nile stands closest ready to enchant anything I tell her too but she seems confused as to what exactly her job is. Summoning my magic I find there is no anti magic in the cell causing me to look at Pevla who has a shackle around her neck. That must be what’s blocking her magic.

“Ready?” I ask Nile, getting a hum of confirmation. Slowly I bring my magical knife towards her stomach to which Pevla thrashes around and screams as I do. “Please, Pevla, if you do that it will do more harm to you than what I have planned.” I say happily as my voice goes Demonic once more. I snap my free hand and start applying a pain relief and healing stacked spell as my knife punctures her skin and I see the first droplets of blood trickle down her lower stomach and waist. Even with the aid Pevla screeches like a banshee and moves causing the knife to cut and rip at her stomach even without me doing it. Slowly I cut a line across from one hip to the other. I then bring my knife to her chest and make a parallel line just below her bosom. With the two cuts in her flesh made I then connect them by cutting the center of her body connecting the middles of the cuts, allowing her organs and inner workings to spill out and dangle down with a sickening wet sound to them.

“Well then, let’s get to work before she keels over even with my helping hand to keep her alive.” I say happily as I grab the first three potions I want to use. “Let’s take out a lung, then her kidney, then a few fingers. We’ll take them out and once that’s done we’ll force these down her throat.” I say to the others who are different shades of pale besides Alexander. “However the corruption in her system will be high for a long while so to counter that we will remove many of her smaller bones and enchant them to be anti magic, disrupting the flow of her wellsprings. We will do her hands first since they are her conduit points.” I say as I bring my knife over to her right hand and begin cutting at the flesh and meat revealing the bone underneath. I disperse my knife and wrap my magic around the bones I exposed and rip them out of their position causing the fingers and top half of their palm to fall limply as it dangles down from lack of bones to keep it upright. By this point Pevla has become unconscious and I make a mental note to make sure she can’t next time. Tossing the bloody bones to Nile I watch as she looks at them horrified. “Get to it, enchant them.”

I watch as they hold back the bile that has filled their mouth and turn to a corner of the room to vomit, turning my attention back to Pevla. I smirk as I reform my knife and bring it down to her open stomach and chest and get to finding my targets. “Time to start collecting parts and pieces.”