The Owl House, Broken Hearts, Shattered Bones

Both Of Us?

I found a mysterious book as I was trudging through the woods, making my way out of The Owl House. The "hospitality" was nice. The book had some ancient texts I couldn't read, some symbols along with the 9 symbols of the main covens. Abomination, Construction, Oracle, Bard, Healing, Plant, Beastkeeping, Illusion, and Potions.

I hurriedly rushed to my dorm, kicked the door open and quickly locked it, I shut the windows, especially in the bathroom, turned off all the lights and lit a candle to illuminate the room.

Written on the ancient tome was some rune's and letters I could read. On the front page was an ancient rune I can make out, it was written on a bolder emphasis. It was probably the books title.

"Covenmoire" (A play on Grimoire)

Upon close inspection, I noticed that the book was indeed old, probably ancient, but it wasn't badly damage, the cover was still intact, its leathery texture was inticing to say the least. On the cover was the books name and some other smaller writings surrounding it, words like Atrocious, Poet, Botany, Tame, Chemist and so on. These titles correlates with each of the 9 main covens.

Out of curiosity, I opened the book and closely inspected the contents of it. The book's author wasn't listed, or so I thought. Their name was crossed out with muck and ink. The first page writes a warning. "A tome untold, a scourge unfold, those who weild this tome holds immeasurable power. But be wary, upon writing thy name you shall become its new master, how you use it, and how you will let it shape your future and those around you is up to you."

"Well, what more do I have to loose?" I said to myself, I grabbed a feather and a bottle of ink on my desk. I dipped the tip of the feather and held it in my hands for a while.

I gazed on the book for a while and contemplated. Should I do it? Maybe it's all a hoax? I don't even know what happens if I write my name on this damn book. Maybe I'll be signing another shitty contract, no thank you, I'm already stuck in the Emperor's Coven and am thinking of leaving.

On the other hand, maybe this tome reall is powerful? I don't even know the extent of powers and spells this book holds. Maybe......, just maybe, I can change the outcome of my incedent.

Before signing my name, and probably my soul, I thought about a lot of factors of what and who might be affected, and also the reason why I'm doing this.

"Mom and Dad, my siblings, Taurel and Foster, Uncle Rufus, Ms. Lilith........... Emira." I blurted out these familiar names, the books mix of purple and red layers of aura more than grabbed my attention, and I didn't even noticed I was at my 2nd bottle of apple blood.

"Geez, Korril, you gotta control yourself." I jabbed my self on the chest while saying that, I mean, c'mon, I'm already an alcoholic, and this book probably won't fix that issue even if I sign my name in it.

I squenched and look away at the book for a while, chugged the last bottle for today, wipe my mouth and stared at the book. If I do this who knows what will happen? I mean powerful spells, new powers, wild magic, and I'll probably find out why I have this strange power of casting asteroids from space or mid air. It's something to think about, I'd probably think a lot faster if I was drunk.

Without giving it another thought, I signed my name on the bottom of where the 1st name was listed. "Huh? Strange, nothing happened." I sighed in disappointment and placed my feet up the table and laid back on my chair. "That was a waste of good effort." I sarcastically remarked, I thought nothing interesting was going to happen until I saw the book emit a glowing light.

A surge of power and energy flew through the book, I felt it, as if the book was a part of me. "There's an old voice in my head that's holding me back." I get a glimpse of Emira's bright and beautiful face, which I destroyed by emotionally and physically harmed. This made me slightly teared up, as the book continued to glow and bounded a powerful force, after a few minutes of being dumbfounded and strucked, it suddenly stopped from what it was originally doing.

It calmly placed itself on the table, the cover closing on the pages, as faint noise of chimes and choirs comes from the ancient tome. Out of curiosity, I grabbed the book of ancient, observed and study it's content and what knowledge it offered.

Spells, magics and ancient powered galore, it seemed that the book allows its users to posses powers to weild magics outside your Coven, for example, if a Bard is able to manipulate this books abilities and conjure its powers, they can use magic from other tracks for their own advantage, almost anything is possible.

I allowed this book to take over me for a while, tasted a sample of its promised powers and harbored an abomination sludge, and just like that, I made abomination goop. Gross, but effective, I was also able to manipulate it to shape shift into different forms, from weapons to pure abomination sludge that act as puppets to their masters will. And, no matter if you are a begginer or a professional of any tracks, this book will greatly enhance the abilities of your capabilites tenfold, maybe even higher.

So, if I choose any of the tracks, my,
skills and magic are on par with that of a master, maybe even a Coven leader. I spent all night studying and relishing on the books prowess without getting any sleep or stopping to rest. Turns out, it is also able to make such powerful or otherworldly spells that I doubt just any witch would know, like, teleportation, dimensions travelling, time manipulation, even sacred stuff.

"This day keeps getting weirder and weirder, but, I'm not questioning it." I kept the tome close to me, so that it wouldn't leave me at all. With this magic, maybe I can leave the Emperor's Coven and make a name out of myself, but not until I found out what's really going on in that cursed Castle and find out about the Day of Unity.

I stayed up all night and kept watch like a watchdog. Nothing, not even no one, will get this book and steal the knowledge for their own personal agenda. I personally believed I was doing the right thing, I can't be sure if this book will consume me, change me for better or for worse, but, I can only hope for the best, for now, I'll just lay low and try not to act suspicious tomorrow when I show up for duty, not getting any sleep.

Moments past, and I see glimpse of HER face, her smile, her laugh, her rebellious attitude, eliminating any rational thoughts I had. Make it stop, I don't want to deal with this shit ever again, for as long as I can avoid it. I couldn't help but be entrigued and be captivated by her beautiful image, I just could not stop myself from clinging from the past. Emira, I promise, I will forget, even if it means if I have to perform such violent acts or unconventional methods, for now, just get out of my head.