Chapter 17: Competitive Sexism

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Third Person P.O.V

At the mention of that name the Relic started to glow a bright blue color, before proceeding to float upwards into the air as blue smoke started to cover it on all sides

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At the mention of that name the Relic started to glow a bright blue color, before proceeding to float upwards into the air as blue smoke started to cover it on all sides. The smoke started to swirl into a tornado just above the Relic as it continued to ascend into the air, forming the figure of a woman. And as the smoke condensed more and more features started to appear, from flowing locks of hair, eyes, lips, fingernails and so on, from behind the now materialized woman another kind of smoke permeated the air, this one taking a golden hue as it started to form different accessories all over the woman's body, each one making homage in some way to the Relic of Knowledge. After all the smoke subsided, floating in the air was Jinn, the veritable genie in the lamp who after a brief moment stretched in the air as if having awoken from a long slumber as a small moan of satisfaction escaped her lips.

As she was about to do her routine introduction her words got stuck in her mouth as clapping started to resound across the pocket realm, this sound originating from The Devil who had been spectating the introduction silently, appreciating the intr...

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As she was about to do her routine introduction her words got stuck in her mouth as clapping started to resound across the pocket realm, this sound originating from The Devil who had been spectating the introduction silently, appreciating the introduction which animation could never hope to fully replicate. As she looked down at the masked man standing before her Jinn looked down with a smirk plastered across her dark blue lips, a flash of curiosity tracing her eyes as she leaned down towards his level with her head resting calmly in her hand.

Jinn: "Well if it isn't the man of the hour, I've been wanting to meet you for quite some time"

The Devil took a second to process what she had just said, having to take a short pause in order to get his thoughts in order after processing the beauty which had been literally crafted by divinity which was currently floating in the air. Though once he did he decided to have some fun with it and started to do the "Two Fingers Touching" pose while looking 'shyly' at the floor.

The Devil: "Really now? And what would you want with little ol' me?"

Jinn: "Well for starters, "little ol'" you seems to have some kind of protection against my omnipresence, making you one of the very few thing that I do not know. That alone already makes you peak my interest."

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