Ugh. I need to get my thoughts together. Okay 1.) I was outside feeding crows and doing yardwork. 2.) A truck pulled in, my friend and his wife arrived, they weren’t getting out and I saw them kissing so I went and knocked on the window. 3.) My friend got out and started yelling and we got into our usual banter. 4.) to fuck with him i said something cryptic and continued on. 5.) We went inside started fucking with each other and drinking. 6.) for some reason my ex showed up. 7.) A glowing golden magic circle appeared and the last thing I saw was the side door opening.
The next second I couldn't see anything it was so bright, gold and pink light with sparkles filled my vision. Trying to close or open my eyes didn’t change anything at all. I shifted and stepped around and could tell I was standing on some carpet with a stone floor below it. I tried speaking aloud but I couldn’t hear anything or even the vibrations in my throat. An ethereal female voice echoed out with heavy annoyance. “Ugh, really, this many, I only need one. Hmph, you’ll do I suppose, the rest of you, hm?" A sudden heavy wind blew at my back, then darkness. It felt like floating in water but without the heavy pressure.
A raspy voice that sounded like it's doing all it could to speak sounded in my mind. “What an irresponsible deity, if you wish to live I’ll give it to you, as well as the opportunity for power.” Then falling.
First it felt like being dragged through water then it lightened up and felt like I was falling through air then it stopped and all I felt was exhaustion like I hadn't slept for days and did more than I was ever used to. I tried moving again and felt a blanket move over me, then the sheets on my legs and a pillow under my head. Then I heard a voice, it sounded synthetic. [Hero Status Sheet: 1 Use(s) Available]. I opened my eyes and the tiredness got worse, either fortunately or unfortunately it was a feeling I’m used to fighting off.
I sat up and looked around. Everything was a reddish-brown color. The room was large and a mix of a bedroom and an office, there was a dresser and wardrobe and many shelves and cases with books, objects and ingredients, a chandelier with soft lights and even a few desks, all with decent space between everything the bed was even a fully furnished and fitted king sized, but there was someone at one of the desk.
They were facing away from me and working on something that gave off some sort of glow and high-pitched ring. There was too much I didn’t know and I didn’t want to try to guess at, so I quickly looked for an exit, there was a set of double doors and a single door. I’m in a mansion given this room, however the curtains were drawn closed, so I couldn’t see outside and guess the floor I was on. The double doors would be in the person’s peripheral and I needed to get at least some information before attempting anything. So as quietly as I could, I ran to the single door and entered, shutting the door behind me.
It was a massive bathroom with a dressing section, a massive closet and a fancy bathroom with everything needed, even a separate bath and shower. Luckily, there was a window, and as I took a few steps toward it, all the sleepwear I had on flew off my body on its own. It was surprising to say the least. I caught a look at my new body in the full length mirror. I was much shorter, likely 4’10”, and very petite, thin, and pale like a sickly person. My eyes were light pink, hair as well, nearly white at the tips as the longer strands that brushed against my shoulders, and most surprisingly I'm a woman likely 18 years old.
‘Dammit.’ I couldn’t help but say aloud, I then walked over to the window however it was filled with frosted panes and didn’t open. There were small slivers of clear glass between the frosting and the grilles, looking through those, just about every hope I had of leaving, let alone noticed was dashed to pieces. I was high in a castle tower, and while I was pretty confident this body was stronger and/or tougher than I used to be, despite its fragile appearance, I wasn’t about to test it here.
‘Looks like escape is a no go, oh well.’ I scratched my head at my situation and turned to walk back out, then stopped as I saw the shower. ‘Well I could use a shower and it’ll give me more time to figure things out.’ It was a stand up rain shower with a frosted circular glass door, and as I entered the door shut by itself and the water turned on itself as well. Everything was automated. I didn't even need to wash myself as the bottles and washcloths moved on their own. I stepped out and wiped the water from my eyes, and stepped into the bath to try relaxing. As I did, the water filled the tub automatically.
Ok the most immediate problems are 1.) I can move around normally and haven’t tripped over myself, the fact i don’t need to relearn how to move means I have some access to the information in this body and brain, at the very least I can walk and run, which is a decent start, but it’s bad because it leads to the next problem. 2.) The body I’m in isn’t mine and given how fancy everything is I'm assuming I’m in some kind of powerful position. 3.) The words I heard indicated I'm not the only one here which leads to problem 4.) It seems like one of us is a hero or hero-like figure 5.) The inner workings of the world, if it requires a hero which means there’s a big bad like a demon lord or something. 6.) If one of us is already the hero, then what if one of us is the big bad and the trouble that would cause, but i can’t know without asking. Finally 7.) My most immediate concern, to stay and try acting in this role or attempt to run? I'm likely in some kind of castle. Right now my most accurate source of info is the window.
A knock at the door snapped me out of my spiralling thoughts. "Domina, gaudeo te postremo vigilare. Ego paenitet si te excitant." came a muffled voice through the door. I didn’t answer. ‘Shit, a different language.’ I turned my head to the bottles in the shower, sure enough the writing I couldn't understand. “Domina, sanus es?” came the voice again. Space seemed to flash suddenly as there was a man on one knee, head bowed in front of me. “Ignosce mihi, domina, propter intrusionem meam.” He said. I just stayed there and stared at him in horror, but not at the fact I was now naked in the bath, but the fear was like getting caught doing something I shouldn’t.
We just stood there in silence for a bit before he spoke again. “Agiane memoriam tuam perdidisti, domina?" I just stared at him in confusion. “Obsecro te hic, domina.” He said before standing up and space distorted and flashed around him. ‘Domina, that’s latin isn’t it? And spatial distortion his armor was medieval in design, so magic or themed technology?’ space flashed again and the man returned holding out an orb towards me.
I got a better look at him i could see he had light tanned skin long brown hair that went to the middle of his back and deep green eyes and he was adjourned with plate armor with a spiky almost fiendish like design, the shoulder pauldron went out and up slightly, the elbows, knees and knuckles each had a form of a spike on them and even built in claws, he also had a green cape with white fluff at the edges tied into the armor.
I took the orb and looked at it closely, it looked like a frozen bubble and had intricate carved circles of varying sizes and connections between them. The person’s hands reached out now missing the spiked gauntlets and a weird tingling rushed through my hand and up changing the color of the orb to a deep purple, then forced my hand to break the orb, it was thin and fragile glass, the cuts and blood were painful as is but then the influx of information made my head hurt worse than what was in my hand.
I got a brief story in images, I'm assuming it’s the story of the person who originally owned this body. The images were of a sickly bedridden little girl, a boy coming to visit, the same boy reading a book, then he’s practicing magic, next he’s teaching the girl magic, next the girl is practicing necromancy magic with rat and bird corpses, those undead rodents doing small chores helping, an attack from raiders, undead rodents, animals, villagers, and raiders fighting the other raiders off, the undead forming a security force for the village, a fearful mob of people with torches and weapons, a witch hunt outside the girls house, the girl burning at a stake, a man with long black hair and giant black wings in the front of the mob, the little girl being carried by the man with wings in the middle of nowhere, the girl sitting in a library learning more magic over many years, the girl surgically modifying her body with magic, and the girl sitting at generals table with the winged man and others. As the images faded the information of language, writing, magic, world knowledge, and general knowledge was now ingrained in my mind.
I used summoning magic and summoned a two headed snake, it had a gray body but one head was white and the other was black. It circled down my arm and both heads bite at my wrist, the black head can create and inject medicines and chemicals, so I had it inject a disinfectant and the white snake uses healing magic, so it heals the cuts, the pain and even the bites.
“Ma’am, though impertinent of me if you’re being too lazy to remember, I ask that you please stop. I'm afraid there's too much to do today for that.” He says a bead of sweat forming on his head. “Ah forgive me ma’am I suppose you did overwork yourself and have been asleep for a week, it is possible for your memories to be affected.” he says lowering his head back down. seeing as he said this person can be too lazy to even remember things, I believe I can play this off. I go through the most recent information to find out what was going on to cause a comatose-like state. “Right. Trist can you get me a list of all the equipment my undead army has and uses. Trying to make the soldiers stronger through more powerful necromancy can only go so far, instead let’s do it through equipment for now.” I said, trying to get him out for right now. As useful as he is and likely will be, right now he’s in the way. “Yes ma’am, right away.” he says then teleports away.
I got up and stepped out of the bath and a few towels flew off the shelf and dried me off. I stepped out to the wardrobe and dresser where they open and the clothes fly over and attached to me without much issue. It was all basically sleepwear stacked on top of the next. In order it was the underwear, pink shorts and white camisole, and then a light pink night robe. Over all it only went down to just above the midpoint on my calves. The belt was thicker and wrapped around a number of times before tying in the back and had a rapier comfortably hanging from my right. The only thing I really needed to get around was the shoes. They were like clog sandals but strapped up part of my part of my legs and added an inch or two to my height. My first thought when I went to look in the dresser mirror was ‘this is basically a lawsuit waiting to happen isn’t it.’ the longer parts of my hair were pulled together.
Now that I won't be bothered for a while, I can use the one thing I was trying not to, without more information though this will likely be the most informative of everything. I sat down in the chair at the desk. “Status.” I say aloud. A screen appeared in front of me like how you’d see in a VRMMO game from anime and it was set up like a game. But it was strange, this world has both identify and appraise, identify simply gives you a name along with any titles that person has earned, appraise gives a basic sheet but doesn’t use numbers though. This is what the display shows when I pull it up.
- Name: Belphagora ‘Bel’
- Job: Demon Army General (Sloth)
- Age: 21
- Stats-
- Strength: 5 (1782)
- Speed: 5 (2864)
- Constitution: 1 (9137)
- Retention: 30 (Max)
- Charismatic: 40% (Intelect, Looks, Fear)
- Damage Resist.- (Physical/Magical)
- Acidic (0/0)
- Blunt (10/10)
- Cold (0/0)
- Curse (Immune)
- Flame (0/0)
- Force (0/0)
- Necrotic (Immune)
- Poison (10/0)
- Psyche (Immune)
- Radial (0/0)
- Shock (0/0)
- Sound (0/0)
- Titles:
- Sin General ‘Sloth’
- Archmage
- Master Sage
- Researcher
- Master Mage (4),
- Unique Skills:
- Sloth
- Thought Casting
- Multi-Enhance (6)
- Mental Space,
- Special abilities:
- Body Enchantment (6)
- Automatic Pact
- Max Resurrection
- Skills (cause):
- Sloth (General Sin)
- Memorize Spell (Archmage)
- Decipher Spell (Archmage)
- Gain Information (Master Sage)
- Blade Mastery (Sloth)
- Servants:
- Mid-Tier Undead (15,000)
- Undead Commanders (150)
- Undead Generals (3)
- Liches (36)
- Homunculi Servants (7)
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Looking at what's in front of me it's a mix of a MMO and a TTRPG, however the identify spells only shows:
- Name- Belphegora ‘Bel’,
- Race- Human,
- Job- General/Mage,
- Age- 21.
However when i use appraise there aren’t many if any numbers, and looked something like this
- Stats:
- Strength: Very Low (???)
- Speed: Very Low (???)
- Constitution: Very Low (???)
- Retention: Extreme (Max)
- Charismatic: Some (Intelect, Looks, Fear)
- Damage Resist.-
- Acidic (None)
- Blunt (Immune)
- Cold (None)
- Curse (Immune)
- Flame (None)
- Force (None)
- Necrotic (Immune)
- Poison (Extreme)
- Psyche (Immune)
- Radial (None)
- Shock (None)
- Sound (None)
- Titles:
- Sin General ‘Sloth’
- Archmage
- Master Sage
- Researcher
- Master Mage
- Unique:
- Sloth
- Thought Casting
- Multi-Enhance (Alot)
- Mental Space,
- Special:
- Body Enchantment (Alot)
- Automatic Pact
- Max Resurrection
There was a spell list as well, but the number of spells I can cast is far too long without making an encyclopedia. It seems that summoning and necromancy are the main ones I can cast myself, most of the other spells had (Sloth) next to them.
Going in order, the ‘Sloth’ title and skill itself is actually amazing and it gives me a good idea for a new type of magic.
‘Archmage’ allows me to understand, decipher, and memorize spells if I either see the casting circle for long enough or see the circle and effect in action.
‘Master Sage’ is basically a general info guide, but it also increases my brain's processing capabilities.
‘Researcher’ allows me to push or even bypass the common sense and rules of just about anything so long as I have the knowledge to do so and put forth the work to do so.
‘Master Mage’ just means I've mastered a school or type of magic, and since I have four on the status page I guess I've mastered four schools of magic.
‘Thought Casting’ is one I or rather this body created themselves and allows me to cast spells without speaking incantations or needing to form the circles myself, which must've been made with ‘Researcher’.
‘Multi-enhance’ is another created spell; most people can only enhance a spell once, twice in dire or miraculous situations, but I can enhance a spell at least six times easily.
‘Mental Space’ is another self-created spell using dimensional magic to basically create and inhabit another world in my head and can pretty much create or do whatever I need.
‘Max Resurrection’ pretty much uses magic to max out all the physical and magical aspects of any undead I create. Automatic pact is pretty self-explanatory.
My body also has magical modifications, I don't require food or drink, which means I don't need to use the bathroom either, my skin is also enchanted to be tougher and automatically cleans itself which now that i look closer at it the faint glowing lines of engraved magic are part of the paleness, and my body is modified chemically and physically other ways, i’m likely to get killed for that so i’m going to keep that a secret as long as possible, but i am extremely grateful for it, one pain i don’t want to deal with or even get used.
I closed the screens and sighed, after looking at the writing of both sets of information, the ‘Status’ was easier to understand and provided more info, but the ‘Appraise’ info was more realistic. I have two ideas I want to flush out and try. Space flashed out of my peripheral vision as Trist teleported in. “Here is the information you requested ma’am” Trist says as he walks forward and holds out a stack of papers. I take them and set them on the desk. The information I have on the Trist tells me I should trust him even more than my own undead or possibly even myself, so he should be able to help me but I need to know if ‘I’ can trust him.
“Humor me a minute, will you?” I ask. There’s a bit of shock and confusion across his face for a second then he lowers his head and speaks. “Very well my lady.” “Look me in the eye when you respond. Who are you and what is your purpose?” I ask and study his face and body language the best I can. “The Seven Homunculi Servants are made from the most advanced techniques of homunculi creation research and even the soul manipulation magic from the holy school of magic. Each of us was created with a portion of your soul and the soul from our perspective masters, which are the generals of sin. Though we were created to cover the weaknesses of the generals, we can use the abilities of the generals even the unique skills of their position, though we aren’t as skillful or as powerful. I Trist, was created with a portion of your soul and can cast many spells with great power, I am predominantly a swordsman and shieldsman. You created me to handle the smaller and more tedious tasks, and because of the nature of many of your projects the only ways I am equal to you is in enchanting and necromancy the rest of my abilities are in destruction and holy magic. All seven of us are loyal to you, our creator” He drops to one knee and bows as much as he can as he says this last part “but I am the only one that serves you specifically.”
The part about being created from this body's soul concerns me so I sigh and take an all or nothing gamble. “Well unfortunately, I don’t know the full extent but this consciousness at least, isn’t that of your master and most likely, the soul in this body is different as well. So after hearing that, will you serve me or will you serve this body?” I ask, watching him carefully.
There's really only three outcomes here, he helps, he helps in the guise of betrayal, or he helps to get his master back. He looks up at me as anger flashes across his face and his eyes change color for a minute then he calms down and sighs in relief. “According to the holy magic soul sight, your soul is still the same, so I will serve you and you alone.” he says, maintaining his eyes on me. I did use a lie detecting spell and thankfully his words were miraculously the truth.
I couldn’t help but sigh and smile at this. I didn’t think I'd be able to trust anyone other than the people who were transferred with me, but luckily at least this person I can trust. “Great, that's a huge help, and a massive weight off my shoulders.” I say still smiling. Now that I don't have to worry about that, I can focus on a few things. It was such a huge weight off me it even caused me to stretch out.
“Well, now that that’s settled let’s get down to business. There were others who were transported with me from another world and I want to find them but, I'm going to do this general job as best I can.”
“As you wish, my lady. However, if I may, you claim to be another person and even from another world, and while you are acting differently, your soul is the same, how is that possible?”
“I’m not sure really, it might just be my consciousness in this body or there’re two souls in this body and mine is being overshadowed by this body’s original soul, there’s really no telling.”
“I see, very well it’ll just be a mystery for now, you said there were others brought here with you, might you have any idea where they might be? And what happened to you before you woke up here?”
“Well, I don't have the location of any of them, but I do have an idea of who one of them is, and that’s going to be very troublesome, to say the least. There’s a chance one of the other generals is like me, especially if I’m in this body based on our moods or personality. I was feeling pretty listless and depressed at the time so, that is a decent possibility. As for what happened I'm not really sure, something to do with a god and a hero, but if this body’s soul is the same then it’s possible our old bodies aren’t dead yet."
“I see, Thank you, for indulging my curiosity.”
“No problem. So I've been asleep for a week apparently, is there anything I should know? Also I have some ideas and I'd love your help putting them into play."
“Whatever you need my lady. A meeting of the generals has been called, it starts in twelve hours. I usually attend them in your place, would you like for me to attend this one as well?”
“Hm~ I'll go, there’s a chance one of the other generals is replaced as well, and I might be able to sort out who’s who if any of them are.” I say while writing something out on a piece of paper
“Very well. Now, what are these ideas that you need my assistance with, my lady?” Trist asked while walking forward to look at what I had written.
“I would like these spells enchanted on my left eye, and constantly active. And since there’s a bit of a time crunch with the meeting and the equipment task that has yet to be completed. I would like to get as much of my ideas put into place as soon as possible, then use what’s left to catch up as a general. If I’m not the only one that’s replaced I’m assuming it would cause major confusion and turmoil.” I say handing him the paper.
He took a minute to read it then pondered what I said “It will take some time and tremendous effort but I believe it should be done by the time the meeting starts. And yes if it’s just you that has been replaced, it would cause trouble but it wouldn’t be too detrimental to the war. What will you be doing in the meantime my Lady?”
“The sloth ability gives me an idea, so I’m going to be in the mental space attempting to put that idea into place as well as read over everything you brought me if I have time, even if I don’t have the time, I have a skeletal plan already based on general information and can go from there.” I say opening a small portal on the table, dropping the report from earlier in, then sat back down in the chair and laid my head back and went to the mental space myself, summoned a basic zombie and got to work.