'Can I use dark magic to heal?' I thought. But is it possible? After all, Dark magic represents corruption and destruction while light magic represents purification and creation. They are opposites of the same coin, so there must be a way to use dark magic as light magic.
Since the beginning of time, there has been a hypothesis rumour that extreme light can create darkness and extreme darkness and create light. I remembered doing something similar during the war when I was surrounded by 20 experts as memories of what happened that day appeared in my mind.
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"Fallen pope, do you think that you could escape this trap we have made?" said a person with bright fiery red hair and tawny skin, looking about 40 years of age.
"Hmph, it doesn't matter if I can escape. I will kill any. Who stands in my way till my dying breath!" I said as I condensed all my power into my hands, compressing it and purifying it, ensuring that only dark energy exists in the ball. So much power was concentrated all the way to its limit that it excited me at the thought of how powerful the energy I was emitting was.
As if afraid of the power in my hands, all 20 rushed towards me with incredible speed to stop me from releasing that energy blast.
I waited patiently until they were just a hair's breadth away before releasing the energy and blasting them away.
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Though they were not killed, they were not important. As I replayed the memory over and over again in my head, ensuring that I did not miss any changes the condensed dark energy ball had. Sadly, no matter how I observed it, there was not even a speck of light particles seen inside the condensed dark ball.
*Sigh* exhausted from looking through my mind with no answer of how to heal Samantha with dark magic depresses me as I look down and realise that she might not make it.
The first emotional attachment I had in ten thousand years will now die like the plague, and misfortunate that those who practise the dark arts have to endure.
Angry at the person who shot Samantha, I looked back in the direction of the destroyed terrain wanting to send the mist of death in that direction to ensure he was really dead. But the site of the destroyed landscape shocked me when I saw an acidic oasis forming there.
Rebirth. That's right; there's no creation without destruction.
I thought to myself as ideas and theories of how to operate on Samantha popped up in my head. I quickly siphoned through the many ideas I had in my mind into a safe and workable theory before turning back to Samantha and starting the operation without consent. After all, her grip over my hand was fading while her consciousness was lost.
The first thing that I needed to do was cast an inverse dark mist barrier on both sides of the holes to allow entry of my hands and other spells but deny exit of blood seeping out of her body after all I can't allow her to lose any more of her blood.
Next, I cast a mist of corrosion, allowing it to enter her wounds. Using my extremely fine control over the mist, I carefully directed them to the damaged and infected blood, stopping the spread of infection and cleaning the wound so that natural self-recovery could happen.
However, due to my late treatment, she has already lost too much blood for her body to be able to self-recover itself. Not giving up, I quickly looked around to see if there was anything that I could use to aid in the recovery of blood or increase the production of blood in her body. That's when I found it.
Blood crystals. A natural tonic that can help increase blood count in the body simply by swallowing it. Since no organs were damaged, the operation was simple as I just needed to ensure that no more blood flowed out of her body while using the mist of corrosion to remove dead and unhealthy blood and tissues that may hinder the path of healthy blood. This would allow the blood to create a path back to what it originally was slowly.
Although all this sounded simple, it required my full undivided attention in order to get things done.
While I waited for her wounds to heal, the day turned into night, and night turned into day.
On the first day, Epithelialization started to occur as new skin tissue started to appear and grow on damaged skin.
On the second day, Angiogenesis started, as new blood vessels were created and connected to the two damaged ends.
On the third day, Collagen formation started where I could see the new tissues being strengthened in the new blood vessels as the new tissues take in more oxygen in them.
Though, it wasn't until the fourth day, that Samantha slowly regained consciousness and her wound started to close.
"Hmm? Sir, did you die too?" Samantha asked with a depressing smile on her face. But as she started to turn around and look at her surroundings, she realised that it was all too familiar before sitting up in anger, "Did you turn me into an undead? Why! I specifically told you not to! No, No, No…" her beetroot face slowly turned white thinking that the worse has come.
"Calm Down!" I shouted at her getting her out of her tranced before speaking again, "Lie down first; your wound might open up from all your erratic movements". While I pushed her back down, luckily, the wound did not open again.
As if realising something, Samantha turned to her penetrated wound, only to see that Contraction has begun and the wound might close up has already closed up nicely but was still prone to opening again if large irregular movements were made.
"But how?" her thoughts came out of her mouth as there was no way I could heal her as light and dark are opposing elements, but what she does not know is that although they are different, they are also the same.
"I found a way to heal with dark magic", I answered.
"Huh?" she said in a dazed as if unable to comprehend the words I had just said.
"I found a way to heal with dark magic", I repeated, thinking she had misheard me.
"What!" she sat back up and shouted at me as if what I did was so revolutionary that it could go down in the annals of history.
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