The Death Star

Chapter V - Transformation

Aatrox was in pain.

Beads of sweat rolled down his cheek, and he fought uselessly as the mysterious energy channelled into his body.

He couldn't even speak.

With every pulse, a new wave of pain spasmed through his body, making his face contorted in the process.

It was too much.

Something cracked inside Aatrox, and he felt all his magical power draining away.

'Now,' the voice commanded, 'the fusion will begin.'

At once, the energy surged into his body at a greater rate, and Aatrox felt his power rushing back. However, something was new, his power is not the same as it is before.

The voice continued, 'I see that you were an adept at Dark magic, but somehow you have the ability to cast simple Light spells. Light magic requires a clear and righteous mind to cast, so you can be trusted, but Dark magic...'

The voice faltered, clearly in thought, then, it spoke again:

'Light and Darkness together within a creature. Well, this is interesting. Using my powers, I have temporarily locked up your power of Darkness, but instead, I have granted you the ability to cast Light and Fire spells. Be warned! Do not attempt to undo my bindings, as overusing spells of Darkness will eventually convert you into a creature of the Dark.'

Aatrox smiled and pointed to his sword, a blood-red stained demonic blade, 'With my trusty sword, nothing can pose a threat to me.'

The voice grew fainter: 'Minions of darkness have more power than what you would think, do not be too full of yourself!'

Aatrox nodded, and curled his fists. He can feel the newfound power rushing through his body. Curling the edge of his mouth upwards, he whispered: 'Soon... My plan will be complete.'