Legend of the Immortal

Evil or Helpless?

Galleite, Hellite, Jexium, Astatice, Reaxis, Halestrie and Red Nailstrad.

Seven materials considered to be extremely previous and quite possibly invaluable.

Why?

They were extremely conductive, each one corresponding to a certain element.

But for Belle, it wasn't conductivity that made them valuable, no, for that she already had the [Infinity Gem], a miracle work of gods that worked far better and far more efficiently than these seven materials could perform individually or combined.

The true reason was that each material contained a very, very specific thing within each one.

With her sparse knowledge of her own powers, Belle knew that her magic, though seemingly unrivalled had but a single downside.

It required a medium.

More specifically, the 'Divinity' element required a sort of material to enter into, one that contained high amounts of 'Ethos' or 'Palsos'.

Ethos would allow for things with good intent, such as infinite healing, removal of poisons, cures and blessings.

Palsos would be for hexes, mayhem and chaos causing.

She was the vessel in which this element harboured its power, only she could wield it.

And these seven materials were things which held either Ethos or Palsos in abundance.

"Absorb." Each pile of gems, approximately the size of a pinky each started to float, Belle's eyes closed.

From the gems, barely visible threads formed, slowly crawling towards Belle.

Some were yellow or golden in colour, some dark indigo or black.

After minutes, Belle's eyes opened once again, awoken from her trance-like state of absorption.

The gems floating around her had lost their glimmer, becoming either black or white, the glimmer gone.

Belle's eyes twinkled with rejuvenated energy,"Not bad...I'll need...Three hundred more kilograms for the next seal..."

Right now, it seemed all was well.

Then, her eyes glazed over.

A sudden burst of reminiscing overcame her.

"Why do you kill?"

"I don't believe you can't change..."

"You're a human...Humans can change..."

That soft, haunting voice entered Belle's head.

Belle's smiled dropped,"Tsk. I've shedded my humanity long ago. A human can change...But when you've been alive as along as I, good isn't fun anymore."

She stared out the window,"How can a monster change?"

Belle didn't know that the door had quietly clicked, the trio and Svenson had walked in, Svenson about to open his mouth.

Belle entered a trance unknowingly, her mouth moved while her mind froze,"So many stories...So many people. Everyone's gotten boring. So boring. I don't wanna live anymore. Why am I alive? Why can't I die? I want to die. Let me die please. I've lived long enough. Saving people is tiring. Killing people is boring. Is this what real power is? I hate it. I want my feelings back. I want my friends back. I want to be...Me."