The Chronicles of the Mages

Ꮖɴsɪɢʜᴛ Ꮖɴᴛᴏ Ꭲʜᴇ Ꮲᴀsᴛ

Metal resounded through the cell as the metal gate was raised. The agonizing screech echoed against metal walls. Footsteps against hollow metal echoed as an individual stepped in, and he gazed at the thin, anorexic figure that lay in a puddle of crimson, dried blood.

"Alright, you little bitch. Let's get ready to work.."

He stepped forward and dragged a metalic chain collar out. The bony female didn't even bother to move as the chain collar was locked around her neck. A clang signified the final lock, and the male proceeded to straighten up. Using the chain connected to the collar, he yanked the female up mercilessly. The man then turned and began walking, dragging her along. She didn't bother moving yet and instead allowed herself to be dragged, despite the suffocating sensation on her neck.

Upon noticing the dragging weight, the man glanced down. "Walk, you worthless piece of trash!" he shouted, yanking the chain for her to get up. She whined lightly but got up to her feet and dragged herself along. Chains restrained both her hands and legs, and the chains dragged along with her, creating a miserable scraping sound of metal against metal. 

'This is my reality..' she thought hopelessly.

...

My name is Clytia Caedes, a Thannisi demon from an alternate dimension, though somehow upon dying, I was reincarnated into the body of a child. I, a demon that had lived for over a hundred years, entrapped within this fetus who robbed the bakery quite often. As if it weren't to my distaste enough, she contradicted me in every way. Typical goodie, goodie. Cheerful. Naive. Unfortunately for me, I was stuck within this realm of consciousness, a miserable black mansion that appeared to be abandoned. 

Few times I had escaped, and each time I was brought down. Though each escape brought new lessons. I learned of her weaknesses, and her friends. A fire mage, hotheaded: very typical. A couple ice mages, one in particular who seemed.... Intriguing. A water mage, who seemed to have a similar creature to me within her. A wolven female with many elements at her disposal. But as I speak, anger courses through me at one name in particular.

The sound mage. Of brown hair. I had almost escaped and taken over this child, but he had to come here and ruin everything with one simple, foolish declaration of love. Love is overrated; love is redundant. Weaklings need love. What I need is passion. And I had passion: for total demolition and destruction. For revenge on those that have harmed me. On those that looked upon the world with cruel, unjust, tormenting, judgemental eyes. 

A success came from the severe damage I had inflicted on the female's body. However, it failed; I had clearly estimated the healing powers of fairies. All her physical wounds healed, and my effort went on useless.

They called her Katani, though I knew her true name was Kendelle. Why didn't they call her Kendelle? Eventually, as I had gone through the memories of her head in my time of being sealed up after the incident, I learned that some were missing. She had major amnesia, and thus did not even remember her real name. 

 For a long while, I was forced to watch from within. I observe Kendelle leave the Fairy Tail guild (they've irritated me anyway) and form her own with two friends. It was then that I began to notice the transformation in her. It had begun with a strange encounter with a young woman of stark white hair and rainbow shifting eyes. She had awakened the inner power of Kendelle and retrieved her memories, reverting Kendelle somewhat to her natural calm, nonchalant nature. She lost some of her outgoing, open characteristics, I noticed. As she worked for her guild, she began to grow a stronger sense of responsibility, seeing as she had responsibilities to cooperate with her members as an actual guild master.

Furthermore, she was more rational. Earlier, she always perceived me as the evil, as something to be vanquished, and as nothing more. After this change, she began to question and understand my reasons of villainy. Additionally, she offered we cooperate, as one powerful being. I found myself agreeing, slowly coming to the realization that I liked her. However, as my hatred vanished, another being appeared.