----------Ryan’s POV----------
[Me] “…Are you going to that new church that opened up again?”
[Belle] “Don’t worry; I’m going in disguise as always!”
[Me] “Why are you going there in the first place?”
[Belle] “Our goddess, the Goddess of Misfortune is amazing. It is said that her beauty outlasts even Kat’s, and she had godly powers that could force all others to her feet.”
[Me] “Wait… aren’t all god’s supposed to be equal?”
[Belle] “You’ll see, you’ll see eventually. Fufufufufu~ See you later brother!”
Belle is acting strange lately. She and the old head priest of the church of Kat have gathered together and formed a new church dedicated to the Goddess of Misfortune. I didn’t even know of this goddess until Belle brought it up.
This new church has been collaborating with another church dedicated to the same goddess located surprisingly in The Village of Surfin. I wonder if that beauty is a part of this church. Probably not, she doesn’t look the type… then again, neither did my sister.
Currently the church here is a moderately small one, consisting of about 100 members give or take a few. Apparently the entire Village of Surfin is dedicated to the church there… does this include the beauty?
I have not tried to visit one of these churches because I see no point to do so. I believe that the majority of people here in the capital believe so as well. Perhaps I should pay this growing church a visit?
---------Ivy’s POV----------
Mnn… *Yawn*
I drowsily open my eyes and get out of bed. I stumble a bit before falling back onto the bed. What in the world caused that?! I moved my shoulders a bit and felt some weight pulling downwards a little. I get up again, more carefully this time, and go towards the mirror. What I saw let me speechless.
In the mirror stood the ‘normal me’ with a few additions. The weight on my back ended up being bat-like wings that I could move at will. They were black, but seemed to have red pulsing lines decorating them. I also have to smallish horns protruding from my head. They were black at the base and faded into a blood red color at the tip. I feel something coil around me, and I look downwards. There I see a tail, which is skinny and smooth until the tip which looks like an arrow head. Looking at it I could probably use it as a spear… a really sharp one at that. My tail is pure black with the exception of the tip, which is red.
All in all I look like an angelic devil. I feel as if my appearance contradicts it’s self… *Sigh* Watching the girl in the mirror follow my actions I am reminded of my true race. Though… why didn’t these come out last night? Perhaps it took some time.
I take of my pajamas and see that my clothing is ruined. My tail ruined my pants and undergarment while my wings ruined my shirt. I really liked that pair of pajamas too… It was the softest I had…
I end up putting on a shirt that shows the top of my back so that my wings are comfortable. For my bottoms I put on underwear that would not bother my tail and a skirt. Brushing my hair was a new experience as my horns got in the way more times than I can count.
I finish up and open my door. I go down the stairs to the kitchen where my parents were waiting. As soon as I arrive their eyes open wide as they take in my new(ish) appearance. Then, as if struck by a powerful spell, they all bow. They… they just… bowed.
[Me] “Uh… wait… what’s happening?!”
[Mom] “Royal Highness Ivy, please give us your permission to rise.”
…This is creeping me out. Never had Mom used such respect when speaking to me. Also, how did she find out what I was?! Erm… how do I say this…?
[Me] “Y-you may rise.”
They all rose, looking quite relieved yet at the same time looking at wonder towards me. Just what did I do? Is this not normal?
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[Me] “Umm... Mom, how did you know what I was?”
[Mom] “Well, let’s have your father explain that. For now, let’s eat!”
Good, she’s back to her normal self. She serves us eggs and toast. I eat it up quickly and look at Dad, waiting for an explanation.
[Dad] “Let’s see here… we were able to tell based on your looks.”
[Me] “Looks?”
[Dad] “Yeah. Common devils have only a black horn. High devils have a black horn and a black tail. Noble devils have red on their horns and tail. While royal devils are rumored to have wings.”
[Me] *Sniff* “Is there any way I can avoid attention?”
[Dad] “Yeah, you’ll just have to learn how to switch forms. That’s how your mother, brother, and I have mixed in with humans for so long.”
[Me] “That’s good. Oh, why did you bow to me earlier?”
[Dad] “All demons, including devils, must bow in the presence a royal devil. In fact, they are forced to by their very blood. Don’t worry they will only feel the intense need to bow if they sense you or see you in your devil form.”
[Me] “Phew… that’s a relief. Hmm, by any chance will this also work on Big Brother?”
[Dad] “…yes.”
[Me] “Fufufufufu”
[Mom] “Fufufufufu”
I can at least put this to use once!
[Dad] “ I’m sorry son.“
[Mom and I] “Did you say something?”
[Dad] “Nothing at all!”
Mom gives me a thumbs up and I start the plan. I go up the stairs one at a time. When I arrive at the door to my brother’s room, I notice he is currently reading. I’m sorry brother, but this will be hilarious. I straighten my back and walk into his room. He looks at me, and then suddenly bows to quickly for him to even understand what’s happening. First there is confusion, then realization, and then shock. After all these things go through his head I decide to release him.
[Me] “Fufufu… you may raise.”
[James] “Don’t you get to full of yourself little royal!”
He chases me around and I play along with him. Reaching out to catch me, he misses and accidently graves my tail. Due to the slickness of my tail his hand slides down it a little. That action alone sapped all my strength and I fell onto the ground.
[James] “I-I’m sorry! I forgot that tails were a devil’s weak point!”
[Me] *Sniff* “Meany” *Sniff*
-15 mana
…Crud. I just used Emotional Display again.
I look up at my brother’s face and notice that it has gone a scarlet color and he seems to be trying to apologizing, yet being unable to. After finally managing to squeeck out a ‘Sorry’ he runs back inside of his room and closes the door. I shrug and go back downstairs.
I have Mom teach me how to go from one form to another and go outside to train. I train until the end of the day, and when I come back in for dinner James is there. For some reason he refuses to have eye contact with me, but he seems fine over all. I hope I didn’t do something that I will regret later.