Currently in one of the dormitory rooms was Inku who was currently drawing a circle made of blood in the middle of the room. She was wearing her usual black cloak and her signature mask that had 4 mouths drawn on it.
"Step 1 finished." She said while covering her bloody index finger with a bandaid. Upon cleaning her finger, she flipped the old worn-out book next to her.
The page had a drawing of a past saint, a girl with black short hair and dark purple eyes. Under the drawing were instructions on what to do next. "Step 2. Place the hair of a completely good person in the middle of the circle."
Inku stood up and went to one of her multiple briefcases. She unlocked it and took out a white paper envelope. Upon opening the envelope, she began rummaging inside, trying to find her needed ingredients. Inside was another smaller envelope that had a piece of paper inside.
"S0RRy 1 WA5 HuNGRY - Y0ur AvvEs0ME R00mmATE Electa :-)"
Marilyn punched the floor out of anger. "Who the fucks eats the hair of dead infants?" She then left the room quickly because she needed to find the hair of someone who is purely good.
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Vanity was drinking tea and sitting on a stone chair outside. She was admiring the small birds and flowers around the garden. She smiled peacefully as she watched Electa hunt a green raccoon while Fufluns tried to protect it.
"Hmm, how amusing." She thought while placing down her cup which was filled with lukewarm water and random leaves.
But then suddenly she heard heavy breathing and felt an immense piercing gaze on her purple hair... Well, her hair is mostly navy blue but she still had little bits of purple scattered in there. And anything colored purple in this world is often viewed as superior.
Her head slowly turned towards the noise and saw a masked individual behind some bushes. The individual was holding scissors and waving them around like an unsupervised child.
Vanity chuckled to herself and stood up. She knew what this person wanted. They wanted to catch these hands, but not everyone can get a taste of her knuckle sandwich. So Vanity's hand went under her stone chair and took out a morning star.
The masked individual suddenly turned invisible. Of course, this is nothing Vanity couldn't handle. She breathed calmly, before swinging in front of her.
"A miss? So that would mean... Hiya!" Vanity kicked the air behind her. It was another miss, sensing that the enemy was now about to strike, Vanity jumped onto the ground.
She spun around like the hands of the grandfather clock. "Try and hit me now!" Vanity taunted the enemy for she knew that victory was already guaranteed. Or so she thought.
A cold breeze passes her spine. She stood up and a singular teardrop fell from her violet eyes. "I would never guess that I would have to use this." She grabbed her white polo and black cloak and ripped them both off.
Under her clothes was a chest plate made of
Purplium. A metal that was blessed by the gods. She stood triumphantly as she bask in glory from her guaranteed "Guaranteed Victory."
But despite the protection she has from the purplium, she still felt her knees shaking out of fear. "Hehehehe... HEHEHEHEHE! YOU LOWLY WORM, TO THINK YOU WOULD PUSH ME THIS FAR! WELL GUESS WHAT! THIS ISN'T EVEN MY STRONGEST FORM!"
"SAINTS BLESSING!" her whole body was shrouded in a dazzling light. Her skin slowly changed color to that of a white lightbulb. She shined brightly like the heavenly light that Mezor gave the planet many eons ago.
Now with the powers bestowed to her by the Mezor, she was invincible. Now she was guaranteed Guaranteed GUARANTEED VICTORY.
"FACE ME INSECT AND PERISH UNDER MY IMMENSE POWER! HEHEHEHE... Blargh!" Vanity emptied her stomach onto the ground.
She dropped onto the floor, her blinding light slowly disappearing. She felt hot inside and her mind was spinning around.
"Hey, are you okay?" Asked Fufluns while dragging a beaten Electa who was tied and subdued in vines.
"No. I'm in a lot of pain."
Fuflunfs went closer and touched Vanity's forehead. It was hot. Hotter than the fires that secretly burn inside her. "A fever? Wait here for a second. Let me check your tea. Also here have an Electa."
"Fuck you!" Yelled Electa before spitting at Fufluns.
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Electa was thrown onto the top of the ill Vanity. Meanwhile, at the very same bush, the masked individual finally became visible again. Seeing this was a good opportunity to move away from the bush, she moved with precision and ran toward Vanity while holding her black scissors.
*Snip Snip Snip Snip*
Fufluns lifted the cup and examined it like a vulture looking for carcasses. "These are some pretty powerful herbs. Strong enough to kill an elephant."
Fufluns then pondered for a bit. "Wait. What the fuck is an elephant." She scratched her chin out of confusion. But good thing there was tea in from of her. Drinking tea always helps her think and remember better.
"Slurp. That was tasty... Shit!" Fufluns glared at the empty cup in her hands. She just drank extremely poisonous tea and it would be minutes or even seconds before her demise.
She stumbled towards Vanity and Electa. But despite all the pain, she was feeling there was a smile on her face. Because Vanity's hair was cut apart so badly it would seem that a tornado was the perpetrator.
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Inku was now back in her dormitory room. She sat down next to the dried circle and placed down a small brown bag. She opened the bag and took out a handful of hair. She placed the hair in the middle of the circle and then turned the page of the book next to her.
The page had a drawing of a burning flame. "Step 3 burn the hair." Inku took out a matchstick and set the hair on fire. The blood circle surrounding the burning hair began to glow as golden smoke came from the fire.
"Step 4 devour the ash... Uh-huh." Inku pulled down her hood and took off her mask. She had a disgusted face as she grabbed the ash with her bare hands.
"Hey, Inku! What you got there?"
Inku turned her head and saw nothing. Must have been a weird hallucination she thought but then she felt something wet on her hands.
Her eyes became red out of anger as she watched Marilyn lick her hand clean of the ash. "You... ASSHOLE!" Inku spun her first in a circle, charging her first of furry.
"What do GWAHHH!" The fist connected to Marilyn's stomach, and her eyes popped out. All the ash inside her mouth was spat out into the air. Suddenly time slowed down.
The flaps of the wings of the birds could now be counted and the rain droplets could now be seen. All the dust and spit slowly fell as Inku watched in hopelessness.
A single thought ran through her head. "Eat it now." As time moved slowly she did not. She channeled her inner Electa(beast) and struck like a rabid dog. After breaking the laws of time as she devoured the floating ash, time began to resume.
Inku had a boastful yet equally defeated look on her face. After wiping off the rabies foam from her mouth, she asked Marilyn a question. "Do you have me a mirror?"
"Wait for a second, please. I can't find my fucking eyes." Said Marilyn, her hands touching the floor like Velma looking for her glasses.
Inku's black leather boots stomped onto the rolling rainbow-colored eyes on the ground. She took the flattened eyes and handed them to her best friend.
"Thank you." Marilyn inserted the eyes inside her face and blew her thumb which inflated her eyes to the usual size and roundness.
Inku opened her palm towards Marilyn. "Hand it over." However, Marilyn did not have a mirror on her currently. But she knew where to find one. Her hand moved and slithered like a snake towards the back of Inku's ear.
She pulled out something that wasn't a mirror. It was a black sludge. Just a harmless black sludge. Or so she thought. The sludge developed on her whole hand and a burning acidic sensation overwhelmed her pain receptors.
"AHHHHHHHH!!! GET GOO OFF!" She violently shook her hand which further worsen the whole situation because the sludge particles that were spread around began to move on their own and increase in size.
"Slam it into the ground!" Said Inku while panicking and holding a kitchen knife. Marilyn then slammed her hand onto the ground. Which was then stabbed by Inku.
The sludge-like creature then stopped squirming. There were a couple of peaceful seconds before either one of them noticed the room was now filled with the evil goo.
Of course, this was nothing they couldn't handle. Inku knew what she had to do, and the answer was right in front of her. She reached under the mattress of her bed and took out a flamethrower.
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Inku stood outside, in front of the burning building. On her left hand was a small square mirror the size of her hand. Next to her was Marilyn whose entire body was covered in censor bars.
Inku raised the mirror just a few centimeters away from her eyes. In the reflection, her eyes were like the abyss, the very bottom of the sea, and just like the empty vast space. It was pure black, exactly like the void.
It was a failure. Her once brown eyes had now turned into pure black balls. If whatever the fuck she was doing succeeded then the outcome would be much different. Her eyes would be pure white and shine brightly like the sun.
She wanted her eyes to shine like the heavens above because she thought it would be mysterious and badass. Whenever she took off her mask, people would see her beautiful blinding eyes.
Of course, she didn't mind the void eyes. She also thought they were super awesome. But she was still a little curious about why it failed. Was it because Marilyn had slobbered all over the ashes. Or maybe Vanity wasn't an all-pure good person.
Inku rubbed her head and went deep into thought. Wasn't all Saints supposed to be you know... Saints. But that might be the reason why she was still a candidate despite having the very rare purple hair of hers.
"Speaking about purple hair wasn't there a full purple-haired person in the 4th year. Already having some purple hair was once in a century event but having a full head of purple was just mathematically impossible. Of course, this information might be false, I mean it did come from Marilyn.
Inku turned her head to Marilyn, who was still heavily censored. Hmm, she was probably lying is what Inku thought.
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Since there are a couple of words left before we reach 2000, world count. I like to personally get a bit of this spotlight. I am Kyanite Magnus Whitworth and I am pissed off. Wasn't this supposed to be about all 25 of us? I mean seriously, this bitch Alphonsine got 4 scenes that were quite long. All I got was 3 and one of them was just telling the readers my name.
Anyway since I have a couple of words left, might as well describe myself. I am 12 feet tall, I have the same looks as Mezor. I mean I don't know what they look like but I'm guessing attractive just like me. I am the strongest in magic. Nobody can beat me in hand-to-hand combat. And I am actually the Princess of the Empire.
That whole paragraph was a lie. I am but a humble girl who likes to live peacefully. But I do love handling the family business. I have