"Well, I discovered yet another power of mine, although I'm at a loss on how to use them properly, I have made scenarios in my head for their uses, but then and again, I want more advice from a senior who once bore the title of secrecy."
I said to Kthilla as I look at her. Her eyes bore a level of neutrality as she slowly close them in understanding. Moments later, she taps the fountain beside her; gesturing for me to take a seat beside her.
I followed suit, as I was serious about this, so I took a seat beside her and she commented as such.
"You crave to course 'i mine footsteps; doth thou now? Well, with all honesty, that shall be almost nigh impossible, for the mere fact that both thou and I are two divers people, yes we share one soul, one corporal agent, and one space, yet that's about it; well what I be trying to say hither is that our faculties are divers from each other."
"The way I fight is from afar, I do not broil from close range as mine abilities are moe suited for long-distance broil, of course, that's a divers story would we are ensteeped 'i a deep corporal agent of water, as I am at mine strongest inside a large corporal agent of water. "
Kthilla announces to me, although I must agree with her on this fact indeed, but still I don't want to fight like her, me personally I prefer to be close and personal, I like the smoke. And if I had, to be honest, I enjoy the heat of the battle, guns are good, swords are for knights, and your hands and legs on the other hand, are your greatest weapon, in short, I prefer martial arts over weapons.
But at that same time, Kthilla got up from her seat and commented while looking at me, as she said.
"However, though as divers as we are, I do not mind aiding thou on how to use thy faculties, by giving thou some ideas, especially seeing that thou are a new version of me, so as thy predecessor 'tis mine office to aid thou, yet ere that allow us to test out this new corporal agent of yours as thou should'st hast realized thou art not human anymore. "
Upon hearing this, I didn't panic. It should have been obvious from the moment she mentioned the fact that she burns her body down to raw biomaterials to fuse with my body.
Or as she likes to refer to, the corporal agent. In all honesty, I don't feel any different physically than I did before. I didn't feel any surge of immense power surging from within, nor did I feel any grand changes that distinguish me from others.
So far, all I have to work with is the fact that I no longer have a reflection, meaning that I myself no longer have a true form I can go with.
Others now see me as their beloved ones, although I don't know to what extent this power can go, one thing is for sure though, this power of mine can be troublesome, as it can draw too much attention, and unnecessarily so at that.
Then there is my new bio-type magic I can use with aid of my eyes, yes an ability that allows me to see white outlines in the dark, 'The Eyes of The Blind One' is what I dubbed this power as.
Finally, the second phase of this skill is like adding a condition type on top of a Bio-type. By placing a monocle of my eyes, I can see the life-span of others.
Then and again, I lack information about this new ability of mine. Maybe there is more to it than just meagerly seeing life spans, maybe it's not even life spans at all, or maybe it could be something else entirely. Maybe something else is completely unknown to me.
But as I began to think to myself. Kthilla began to speak and at the same time, she extended one of her tentacles towards me as if to shake hands.
"Shall we begin our journey of self-discovery?"
"Yeah."
I answered back as I took her tentacles. That she used to pull me up, and her smile was filled with mischief, but it was also comforting to be around as well, as she turn around and said.
"Follow me."
Kthilla said to me.
I didn't ask where we were going, however, Kthilla had mentioned that we shall go for a walk in the island's miniature forest, but as I walk deeper, Kthilla asks.
"Can thou grant some dominance over the realm of space?"
"Ah. Sure, knock yourself out."
I commented back to her as she began to change the peaceful and beautiful forest into a haunted and foggy domain. The trees grow so large to the point hardly any moonlight ushers through the leaves.
And with all honesty, I began to wonder what Kthilla's intentions are. However, she suddenly stop, surprising me in the process as she said.
"What thou are about to experience is a bawbling broil 'twixt thou and me, alas, what thou are going to be fighting is mine puppet's twin's Anxiety & Paranoia. "
"Anxiety and Paranoia, those are so scary names, but why did you make this place so spooking looking?"
I replied to her, and she responded back to me as such.
"Well, allow me to explain the faculties of mine two sweet little servants, anxiety represents the concept of lingering perpetual wink, and paranoia represents the concept of lingering fear, this is a level 10 advance concealment spell I bid 'The Lingering Reaction' and a powerful one at that. Allow me to explain what this spell doth, thou see I weaponized emotional concepts, and grant 'em any shape or form, for example, would I weaponized the concept of anxiety into a sword? Then the mere presence of the blade alone can compose one to feel a sense of horrendous dread and fear of perpetual wink. And every time thou are cut by it, the feeling of lingering perpetual wink drowns thou moe, and moe 'i thy own dark coign of thy mind, till the point thou are driven into a harmless yet painful anxiety attack, 'i that state thou are defenseless as such killing thou had been marvelous primrose."
Kthilla replied with a horrific and sadistic smile on her face. Meanwhile, I had a serious 'what the fuck' expression plastered on mine as I said out loud while pointing at her.
"That's a horrendous ability. I could remember a time when I was young, I once had a horrible anxiety attack that I mistook as a heart attack, and I didn't even know what caused it, that shit is horrible, why does such evil magic like that even exist?"
I ask her in fear, to which she places her hand up and answers honestly.
"Well, 'i the orb of the occult; there exists a lot of fuck up magic that is just cruel and tragic 'i its own right, so by me exposing thou to a great amount of fear and madness starting from now, shall prepare thou for the cluster fuck that is the accession processes."
"I don't fully understand these ascension processes but I do know that your magic is at a bullshit level that is beyond me, Alexander, Mother, and even Denzel, concept manifestation, and alteration, I don't get it, how is this a part of your absolute concealment?
"Well, it's simple, really. You see, this level-10 spell hides the meaning of said concept in a different form, essentially turning just its meaning into whatever form I desire. Transformation is another way to conceal oneself, you know."
"That just busted as hell, anyway so what are these emotional servants of yours going to be turning into, seeing that you are going to use the concept of anxiety and paranoia to fight me, a humanoid form I guess."
"Something like that. Now then, ere we start, allow me to set the rules. Thou are allowed to use thy full power, and thou create any weapon thou summon as thy weapon of choice 'i this orb. This way it shall compose up for the power difference, although thou are limited to only weapons, no reality warping; and it is fine if thou feel any change 'i thy corporal agent do not be afraid to embrace it either, change is good, and the finale rule is simple, thou see this broil shall end when either thou or thou enemy is unable to move or is knock unconscious, I would thou the meetest of luck trust me thou shall want it."
Kthilla responded as she continued.
"Now then, with that quoth are thou content to start this fight?"
SIGH!... "Well, it's not like I have a choice in the matter. Very well then, I'm ready when you are."
I replied to Kthilla, as I Imagine a pair of diamond knuckle dusters, the reason I chose diamond as the base material is that it's the hardest thing in the world that I knew existed at the time when I was still an inhabitant of Earth.
The pure density of a diamond isn't to scoff at. I could summon guns as well. However, I am more of a close combat fighter.
And even then, what if I don't even have access to a gun what then?
As such, CQC is the way to go, and seeing that it is Kthilla that I am going up against then I would have to use my strongest martial art technique that mother and Denzel tough me, which would be my Sciron fighting style, yes Sciron fighting style is a combination of Korean taekwondo, Indian Kalaripayattu, western Boxing, and French Savate.
However, mines is a little different, although this body could fight; the old owner of this body managed to remake the Sciron fighting style, with his own unnamed martial style, making hybrid martial art with the aid of partial intangibility.
The technique consists of me partially making my arms and legs stay in a state of half intangible; making them more flaccid than intangible.
The end result would be me spaghettizing both my arms and legs to become like a long two meters whip. This was still part of my intangibility power, you can say a variant move.
However, it was a lethal fighting technique that made me flexible. Ironically enough, though, my mother is still more flexible than me, as she is training her spine and other limbs for years to do some crazy shit.
One of the things I respect about that woman, she is scary and inhumane. Imagine if a gorilla had the flexibility of an octopus, yes, that atrocious unison would create the natural body of the woman I know as Delilah Prelati.
However, to start this battle I quickly squat down as low as possible, I made sure all my toes were firmly in the mud, and my heel firmly stay anchored, while putting both hands up as if was about to box, doing this made me look small weird looking.
But I was ready for the war nonetheless.
Meanwhile, my focus was on Kthilla in this zone of concentration. My focus would not break so easily, and the slightest distraction would be death, as my mother like to interpret it.
Kthilla look at me with a smile as she said.
"Ostrich style ha? haha. Interesting, would I recall that is one of the three hundred and eighty-nine forms of the Sciron fighting style right, how nostalgic I remember I once fought an annoying true elemental whom had used one of its divine forms to hammer mine great ass down to the ground of a populated planet of highly advance mortals, we accidentally surprised planet Kiron on that fateful day sending an entire species extinct 'i the process."
But when I heard this, I gave Kthilla a bland look as I responded.
"Talk about unnecessary collateral damage, and what are you talking about, as far as I remember mother said there are only twenty-four forms, including seven different styles for each form making it a total of one hundred sixty-eight combinations of different moves to use, I have learned all of them if there was that many I would have known."
When Kthilla heard me say this, her face went into a serious and sadden one as she said it with a gloomy tone.
"I-i-is that so? well it't be holp, I shouldn't be surprised that moe than ninety percent of the original Sciron fighting style hath been lost 'i the course of time, well either way, grant mine twins thy meetest shock sherlock."
"I see so those were lost in time ha, to think this fighting style is this badly incomplete men what a bummer, and it's such a beautiful fighting style, well I will just have to make new forms as I go along, either way, I'm ready Kthilla send them too me, and don't go easy on me, I want to test my limits, come at me with the intentions to seriously hurt me to point I will become a vegetable, and shall respond with the same Vigor as well."
"Well, hast it thy way then."
With those words said a strong and terrifying black aura could be felt from Kthilla. It was thick it resemble a large pile of bright and intimidating gooey black mire as two figures started to emerge from her shadow.
They were two grey females, with doll-like limbs, long black hair, and eyes. Both of them were 5"5 in height and wore simple long sleeve red shirts, pants, and shoes.
At that moment, I could hardly breathe, as just being in the presence of these humanoid dolls sent a wave of fear and dread up my spine.
"Haha... I hope you are ready Sherlock, these two bodies are automata with simple and basic ancient engineering of the Zarion kingdom, it's the body I decide to transmute these concepts into, back in my homeland, these things were basic combat nannies that watch children as the other witch and warlocks head off to work or battle, in short let see if your power can handle two babysitters."