As she lost control of her body, the tiny Beatrice couldn't help but stare at her original face with a faint smile on her face.
"What do I need to do?" asked Beatrice as she felt the chains wrapping around her limbs, causing the huge Beatrice to let out a slight chuckle before pointing her finger towards her.
A moment later, a thin black string flew from the tip of Beatrice's finger into the chest of the tiny Beatrice, who now had a frown on her face.
'I don't remember being able to do something like this,' thought the tiny Beatrice, as she went through her memories and began searching something like that string.
Sadly, though, Beatrice did not have any memories of learning to do something like that, which caused her to suddenly narrow her eyes as she looked at her original self.
"Did you mess with my memories?" asked the tiny Beatrice as she suddenly regained control of her body.
"Of course I did, it would be quite irresponsible to not do that, wouldn't you think?" asked Beatrice as she looked at her tiny self, causing the latter to fall into thought.
...
As she looked at the tiny version of herself, who was currently writing into the Information Cube using a similarly tiny keyboard, a faint smile appeared on Beatrice's face.
'I guess even I can be somewhat cute sometimes,' thought Beatrice as a tiny string appeared in her hand, wrapped around her finger.
Whilst one end of the string was in Beatrice's hand, another end suddenly emerged from the back of the tiny Beatrice, who was oblivious to all of this.
Slowly but surely, without the tiny Beatrice realizing, Beatrice tugged at that string, applying more and more force, and before the latter could feel anything, the string suddenly sprung out of her back and flew towards Beatrice.
Of course, this did not leave Beatrice without any method to control her clone, in fact, this string was just a normal string created by using Dark Mana, without any way to actually control her.
In truth, even though the tiny Beatrice was unaware of this fact, the connection between the two Beatrice's was far deeper than one could imagine.
In fact, Beatrice could not only read the mind of the tiny Beatrice, but also control her without any sort of spell, since they still had an extremely deep connection.
The only way for this connection to be destroyed is if Beatrice herself, the main body, desired that.
And if that isn't the case, nobody, not even an Archmage can do anything about it.
...
Later that day,
As she stared at the soul which was currently located inside the box in front of her, a faint smile appeared on Beatrice's face.
Ever since Beatrice had become an official mage, her understanding and power of souls seemed to have grown massively.
Part of this had been caused by just the transformation itself, and the other part was caused by what Beatrice had transformed into.
A Fallen Angel.
Even though Beatrice had once read about Angels, in one of the books present within her teacher's library, at first she did not know anything about them.
But after becoming an Official Mage, Beatrice had begun researching Angels in a much more thorough detail.
And after asking her teacher, Beatrice was able to obtain permission to go into an even deeper part of the library.
After some digging, Beatrice had found some chapters describing Fallen Angels, but she had also discovered something else, something far more serious.
The Angels, alongside the Demons, alongside a bunch of other beings, had, in fact, gone to war with the entirety of the mage world eons ago.
After discovering this, Beatrice used her newfound access to the library to continue her search.
But contrary to her expectations, Beatrice found nothing.
Not a single trace or mention of this war existed within any single one of the history books that Beatrice had read.
At first, Beatrice had thought that this war was not very significant, causing it not be recorder very well, which caused her to begin looking through books focused on wars instead.
But no matter how much Beatrice searched, she wasn't able to find anything, not a single trace of this was, causing her to arrive at a much more terrifying conclusion.
This war or battle had been completely erased from the history books.
...
As she closed the box in front of her, Beatrice couldn't help but faintly smile.
Thanks to her increased power over the soul, Beatrice was able to somewhat copy the operating mechanism of the Information Cube, causing her to use a soul as the pain component of this machine of her.
Of course, the main difficulty Beatrice faced was not placing the soul itself inside the cube, as she could do that even before becoming an Official Mage., rather, it was programming the soul to do certain things at certain times, which proved to be a lot more difficult than expected.
But after some trial and effort, Beatrice had finally got it to work.
A moment later, Beatrice suddenly sent some mana into the box, which had now been transformed it into a cube, causing her to suddenly smile.
It only took a tiny amount of Beatrice's own mana for the cube to activate itself and begin absorbing elemental energy to keep itself running.
At the same time, Beatrice could sense the location of the cube.
In fact, she could sense it extremely well, as that cube seemed to draw her to it.
Seeing this, Beatrice then placed the cube on a desk and walked through a door.
Inside the room that the door had led her to stood a soul, silently moving about the middle of the room.
But unlike any other soul that Beatrice had created or used, this one had something different about it, it's size and sheer power.
But even though this soul radiated power, it was still powerless before Beatrice, who then picked it up and took it with her.
"Hopefully you never have to be used..." mumbled Beatrice as she gently walked towards the metal cube, with the powerful soul in hand.