"S-so when do we get started?" You ask as Nani's insanity sends shivers running up your spine.

"Right now," her ear to ear grin caused panic to rise in you, "The Revenant is being hauled here anyway." Confusion hits you it the causual mention.

"How.....?" Wordlessly she points behind you. You turn and see a sight that further shocks you.

The Revenant was stuck in the body of a golem made of flesh. The surreal sight stuns you as the alagmation of flesh lumbers quietly past you.

"Now all that's left is some blood from you to start the ritual and then your new wife will rise from the dead! Oh this is like a D*sney movie!" She twirs with a joyrul flourish and manic laughter that bounced off the walls. The flesh golem began to purge the Revenant from the chest prison while other undead creatures rose around the room and began to gather ingredients for the ritual.

Skeletons light the red candles and drew sigils on the floor. Stitch work zombies gathered reagents unknown to you. They ground, cooked, strained, and treated the ingredients every which way until a putrid black syrup laid in a mug before rhe witch.

From a unknown door exits a nother lumbering flesh golem with what looks to be a sleeping woman trapped in the chest cavity. It shifts the flesh open to release the woman and a canister housing a floating pale blue lord that is lazily boding up and down.

"There's the bride! Meet miss Maria Montoya!" Nani gestures to the now named Maria, who laid in the middle of the finished ritualistic circle.

The witch drags you to the center of the ritual, right before the corpse and canister you believe to be Maria's soul. Tied down by ropes tied by talisman and metal stakes is the trashing revenant that you have forgotten. If not for the set up you know you would be dead in a second, that does not dissuade thoughts of bitter amusement at the monster's situation.

"Ow!" In your musing you didn't recognize the pain of a knife across your hand which spills precious blood onto the body of Maria. Nani chants besides you, swinging a bloodied scalpel to a chant you don't understand.

The words grate at your mind in a perverse fashion. Headcahes and disorientation beat at your brain the further the chanting gets.

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*ROAR* In either anger or fear the revenant screams louder than ever before, the trashing grows wilder as the ritual begins to solidify with magic.

The sigils and gylphs begin to radiate and glow in unknown magical power you can't begin to know anything about.

*RROOAARR* It grows manic in its attempt to escape, yet the mystical methods hold as the corpse of Maria begins to float before Nani. She herself presses the bloody scalpel in the cup of magical reagents and cuts open the clothes and skin of the corpse. The cup of black swirls out of the cup and flows into the open cut.

Your head shakes in pain, you grit your teeth in an attempt to focus on the ritual. You feel your eyes water, though the back of your brain hopes you are spilling tears and not blood.

*RRROOOAAARRR* The monster screams with such malice you freeze in terror at the power. Sadly for all its anger and malice it can't escape the lock and witch.

You see the ritual bath the room in a eye burning red. The chanting grows more manic with the Revenant growing violent.

"N-nani..." The abuse from it all drives you to your knees. You barely stay concious through the ritual.

In a flash of light the ritual finished. The pain subsided, your conciousness is clear. You look up to see the Revenant gone. Nothing about it was there, you feel some part of peace at that.

"Well that is probably some of my best work yet!" Nani twirls around in happiness. You slip a chuckle at the infectous hapiness of hers.

"Now lets wake up your wife shall we?" At her stare you lock up. This was the rules you agreed to, yet some part of your wanted to defy it all and leave. You nod at her and walk to the still body of Maria.

"Sooooo, what do I do?" Truthfully you feel a mix sense of fear and embarrassment. It may not be your first love interest but the circumstances and time since your last romance enhance the jitters.

"Kiss her on the lips! Just like sn*ow wh*te!" A burning blush hangs on your face at the sheer idea of such a thing. The witch claps behind you and pressures you into the kiss with giddness in her tone.

You suck up your fears and kiss your new partner. Cold lips meet yours and a sense of calmness covers you.

Before you can sigh in relief her eyes open.

They are pitch black.

Soulless.

Empty pits.

They satre at you.

You flinch back it the soulless eyes that seem to drill into you with an unknown emotion. Fear runs through your body, you feel your breath become shallow. You feel this was a terrible idea and wish you never agreed to this. You need to ru-

*SNAP* A finger snap next to your head wakes you back to normalcy. Maria blinks at the snap as well, causing whatever hold her eyes had on your to be broken. Her eyes stay soulless black pits but whatever mystical qualities they had are gone. Leaving emotionless windows staring at the witch.

"Now lets get to know each other with some food!" Nina smiles as she breaks whatever tension held between you two.

Maybe some food would help after all.