(Astrid's P.O.V.)
Flashback
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"Why not we..." I paused and stared at the others. This is going to be on stupidly risky and maniacally insane and extremely-dependent-on-trust idea, but it is seriously the best I've got. "Why not we search up some spells in the Grimoire?" In return, I got plain silence. Of course it was weird, but it's like our only shot at this. "Like, we can skim through it a bit and see if it can help?" I tilted my head to the right. "We doing that. It's our only hope I guess. If we wish not to drown in a pool of endless despair, we must dare try all chances that are there." Agent Poop shed his wisdom once more. Who is he? Dr. Seuss?
I guess it's approved then...yay? "Go forth, my brethren! Let us, and I quote, 'unlock the wicked secrecy of this world to the depths of its darkest secrets'." Kathrine cheered. "I'm fairly sure I only mentally said that..." I whispered to Kathrine. "Nah, you said it aloud." Huh, didn't know that. I smiled and decided to play along "Together, fellow comrades, we must proclaim to the world our battle has begun! Banzai, everyone. Banzai!"
Our- more like my chosen battle cry, 'Banzai,' hehe.
"Uhh...you guys, what grimoire?" Clair cluelessly questioned.
"Oh yeah, you don't know," Ashton started. "Ehh, no use telling, you'll find out later."
I sighed. "Good luck to you, Clair. It's hell I tell you, it's seriously hell."
"No lie there. Oh, the hardships we had to go through..." Kathrine trailed off.
After recalling all we've been through, I undoubtedly had to mention some kind of warning for all to heed."Ye who dares enter the great unknown, brace yourself for hell itself."
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"I can't. No, seriously. There is no way in hell I'll be able to memorize this, t-this thing. I've remembered way too much evil words. No, no more." Kathrine stared wide-eyed at the two-page long spell in the Grimoire. Her mind was haunted with the pleading voices, mine was as well. Clair let out deafening screams in agony as she underwent this torture for the very first time while Ashton handled it like a pro. It did, in fact look utterly insane. Two pages!? She'd die just trying! The voices of the hundred damned souls would haunt her, and she'd be forever traumatized. She'd be forever intimidated, forever haunted by them.
Well, technically it was merely one page, but trying to even read the words was hard enough. One for the description, ritual circle, motion and desired effect and another for the incantation itself. I quickly read the respective pages to avoid excruciating pain.
Mirror of Vengeance
Description:
There was once a wealthy king. His palace was abundant, filled with joyous laughter and luxurious goods. A young man then came across his doorstep and pleaded desperately for a simple meal. Selfishness flooded the king, and he immediately rejected the ragged child. The young man was outraged. He soon despised all kings and resented all their riches. Out of utter envy, he carefully constructed a spell that would allow him to hunt down every king by seeing their darkest desires. This incantation is known as the Mirror of Vengeance. It has the ability to only see the most wicked desires of all the souls in the world. It mirrors this into your very own eyesight and presents to you mind, heart and soul of the carrier.Ritual Circle: (drawn into air with magical weapon of choice)
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