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"I was wondering, are Beacon students only allowed to take Beacon students to the school dance?" Cinder asked, sweat on her brow. Her aura clashed against mine with memories and emotions bared. Lust sought to distract me with wrath while ambition, a weak emotion not worth bothering with, crept behind me, urging me to make a mistake. I stayed tranquil amidst the emotions, stamping them out quickly.
"No," I said simply, preferring to bombard her with confusion and curiosity. Curiosity was weak as well, but I hoped that confusion masked it by disorienting her, making her waste her time getting rid of it.
"Is there a reason behind that?" My ploy worked and she wasted time getting rid of the curiosity. I shifted to the offensive in our emotional spar, directly attacking her with a new emotion she was unused to, compassion. Yes, Cinder would fall before my affection towards puppies and kittens. Love was clearly the power she knew not.
"Students that transferred from Haven, Shade, or Atlas might have started to date Beacon students," I explained as I continued my direct attack. Cinder was doing something, but she was able to shield it from me and I was too invested in my bombardment to lose focus to look closer. It would give her an opportunity.
"Do they have to be from the other schools?" My assault continued and Cinder's aura was slowly subsumed by my compassion, a strange emotion for me to see in her.
"No," I said simply. Cinder's aura shifted and I took the risk to glimpse what she was doing only to fall for a classic ploy.
"Then… how about you go with me?" A blunt blast of lust assaulted me like a slap to the face. It compounded on my compassion and formed some sort of warped version of love with a heavy emphasis on lust. I fell straight into it, too jarred from the sudden shift. Cinder didn't use love. She took my compassion and warped it. How like her.
"I…" I raised my hand and she stopped her assault as I admitted defeat. "My teammate has a crush on me. A very bad crush. I have to deal with that."
"And then?" she asked coyly. Her eyes drifted down where - yes, little me, you can stop standing at attention now.
"Then I'll consider it," I muttered. I had no lunacies that sex with Cinder would be anything less than fantastic, but I also knew that she was dangerous, aseductress, and extremely dishonest. I also knew that she had some sort of ulterior motive, though what it was I didn't know.
"Only consider?" she asked lustily. Her hand drifted downwards and I reached out and gripped her wrist.
"Consider," I grunted with a scowl and suspicious eyes. She didn't bother to fake embarrassment, nor did she look unsurprised, instead smiling in a way that I couldn't help but notice was extremely sexy. In the back of my mind I wondered how soft her lips were and how I'd use them.
"I'll hope to hear your response, then." She had timed her questions and attack on my emotions just so that we would be ending the training session as she seduced me. My eyes were pulled to her hips almost not of my volition and I followed them as she stepped onto the circle of runes I made a month ago to teleport her back to her base. She caught my eyes after I finished staring at her ass and smirked flirtatiously before teleporting away.
I suddenly considered that maybe Cinder was more dangerous close to me than away from me. I could fight her with a blade and magic any day. I could only stop myself from being seduced for so long.
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"Yes! Finally! Dear dust that man has a will of steel or is denser than a brick! Three damned months and only now he stares at my ass?! Even my sister stares!"
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I had gotten a number of books from my correspondences with Salem. It was a part of a sort of circle of minor favors we had with each other. I ask her for something and she asks me to do something for her. It was nothing like a friendship but more an understanding like I had with Raven back when we were first feeling each other out. A little political support for a Mistralian law here, a compromised safehouse magically nuked there, another set up here, and so on. Nothing serious like killing or any major support in any form. If anything I was just handling inconveniences for her that would otherwise occupy Watts or one of her other minions.
Besides, I was learning quite a bit. What aether was, which was some sort of spell structuring based on patterns of mana and… well, it was basically useless. Then there was a whole book as thick as the largest of school textbooks filled in tiny script with every recorded affinity and it's usage, a similar book on magical creatures, and so on.
There was even a ledger on ancient magical nobility and royalty. I was fairly sure I found the predecessors to the Schnee line. They used to be mages specializing in a small range of magics such as servant binding magics, ice based combat magics, time magics, dimensional based magics, and a few other ones. Based on a book about semblance patterns through family lines I had concluded that the family had used those few magics so intensively for so long that the affinities became standard fare for the bloodline.
It was actually my current branch of study. Semblances and binding affinities to things. Namely for my nature dragon guardian but I decided to pick up semblances along the way in the hopes that I might figure out what was happening with my semblance. Salem had smirked knowingly when I described the general situation, namely my fate affinity being ripped out of me. She seemed terribly amused by it, and refused to hand me the answers, thus leading to my studying.
With a small groan I returned my eyes to the old book and began reading once more on the various effects affinities could have on a semblance.
That was, the effects they had in combination with two to three other affinities as well as personality influences, lineage influences, environmental influences, and more exotic influences, which meant crazy magic experiments like infusing affinity into a woman's womb or something. It was more complicated than a person would think at a glance. In fact-
"Soyouwannagotothedanceorsomething?" Pyrrha blurted out. I looked away from my book and stared at her for a moment. I had completely forgotten she was there, or registered that Jaune and Ruby had left some time ago. She froze on her bed, a pencil broken in her right hand and her homework only half done with a ruby red blush on her face.
"Ruby's rubbing off on you," I muttered. Pyrrha blushed harder in response. I deliberated for a moment before deciding that going to the dance was a good way to break Pyrrha out of her crush, or at least make her certain that she actually liked me. "I'll go to the dance with you. If it goes well I suppose we can try dating if you're still interested in that. I've never tried it personally." Pyrrha's eyes widened and she blinked quickly for a moment before she shook her head.
"I can't believe it was that easy," she quietly said, somehow managing to look more embarrassed. I snickered a little.
"Asking people to the dance is a delicate and precise ordeal… unless you just spew out an invitation like you did." Pyrrha grabbed her pillow and slammed her face in it with a dramatic groan. "Want to try it again?" I offered teasingly.
Pyrrha looked up from her pillow and got up on her knees before narrowing her eyes at me determinedly. "I'm going to drag you out of the friendzone!" she declared. I rolled my eyes and looked back down to my book. She would have to try hard for that. The first words I thought of when I thought of Pyrrha was 'good friend'.
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"You did it?!"
"I - yeah. Sorry, did you want to-"
"Nonono! I just thought you would have some sort of, I dunno, ambush strategy. Like cornering him outside of a class or something."
"I thought about that. I thought about it a lot. I was thinking about it while staring at him reading and just blurted it out."
"I'm rubbing off on you!"
"That's what Abyss said."
"He did?! Of course he did. This is great! Have you thought about weapons a lot lately?"
"Ruby, I don't think blurting out an invitation to the dance makes me you."
"You're becoming Ruby by osmosis, of course! Ooh! Wanna go get some cookies?"
"I… yes."
"Hah!"
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"Can I come?!" Ruby pleaded, clutching Eclipse Rose.
"No," I said sternly.
"We could make it a team activity," Jaune said that as though it was already decided that it would be. He was also dressed up in his armour with his sword at his side.
"No."
"It does sound quite agreeable," Pyrrha said with a beaming smile. Her jacket and iron dust was on her just like the others.
"No!"
"So when are we heading out, Abyss?" Jaune asked, a small smirk on his face.
"Forget this," I muttered. Jaune, Ruby, and Pyrrha instantly grabbed onto me before I could warp to a different dimension, the only place I'd be safe from my clingy team.
"Nope!" Ruby chirped.
"Ruby, you would be squished!" I snapped.
"Nope!"
"They're dra-"
"Nope! Dragons are awesome and I wanna see one! I could totally kill a dragon! Just shoot it!"
"That's so-"
"Correct!" Pyrrha chimed in. I gritted my teeth.
"This is NOT a lizard with wings!"
"It's a magical lizard, Ruby," Jaune chided. "You have to make sure you get a headshot."
"Oooh, good point. I'll double check my sights."
"Not! Helping!" I growled.
"Just let us come with you, Abyss," Jaune said exasperatedly.
"Fine," I gave up. "Have fun!" I said. In an instant the four of us were at a version of the ancient dragon temple in Skyrim. Four of my parallels handled the hard light illusions back at Beacon that were attending our classes. We were already late with their pleading this morning anyways.
"WHOOOOO!" Ruby screamed. A bullet tore from her gun at maximum velocity to blow through a dragon's skull. Its head nearly exploded on the exit and Ruby moved on to her next victim. The next dragon, however, was smarter. The unrelenting force shout at three words leapt from it's mouth to hopefully ward off the bullet yet the bullet had too much force behind it and not enough mass to be affected by the dragon's magic. Its head also exploded. The rest of the dragons finally mobilized and began attacking, forcing Ruby to move. I flicked my wrist and her gun locked to a lower setting, making her actually try rather than one-shot everything. She didn't seem to mind.
Jaune was clearly holding in laughter as he fought undead draugr in ornate armour. Their swords, enchanted by master enchanters, clashed with his and Jaune tested his skill against them in real combat… until Pyrrha mowed the draugr down like a lawnmower, firing a few railguns to spice things up.
The version of the ancient dragon temple I had brought us to was much different from the one in the game. For one thing there were hundreds upon hundreds of draugr; an army. There were dragons aplenty as well.
I myself scowled and backed off. A moment later a large red dragon landed a little behind me carrying a woman in what was clearly dragonscale armour holding what was, if I wasn't wrong, the nightingale bow. She got off and took off her helmet, revealing dark blond hair done in a braid and pointed ears. She was a high elf then, with more human-like eyes and facial structure. I wondered if she was a half breed. She looked remarkably human besides the ears and odd purple eye color. Even her skin was less golden and more pale than I recalled most high elves having.
At any rate she was absurdly beautiful. She had no makeup and was wearing armour rather than a dress but I could hardly imagine that she didn't have men falling at her feet in a place like Skyrim. In other words, she was above average compared to female huntresses and most other woman in civilized societies with makeup or beauty products.
"Khajit?" she asked quizzically. I snorted inwardly at her voice. It was like the tinkling of a bell in a way that absolutely did NOT suit her, considering the armour and weapons.
"Something like that," I grumbled, hiding my amusement at my thoughts. I waved towards my team massacring the army. "Call this divine intervention. It's not right but not quite wrong either." The dragonborn looked towards the carnage and nodded slowly.
"I admit, I had not anticipated help besides Odahviing."
"I didn't want help. They begged me to come until I relented..." I muttered. She looked at me for a moment before nodding and focusing some sort of magic in her hand. A bottle of mead appeared reading "Honingbrew Meadery." She offered it to me and I took it, deciding that it would be an insult otherwise, and I didn't feel like pissing off the dragonborn at the moment. I waved my hand and a metal chair formed. The dragonborn sat down easily and I sipped the mead.
"This is pretty good," I said impressedly.
"Black briar is too rough for my taste,." tThe dragonborn sniffed.
"My name is Abyss. You are?" The elf eyed me for a moment.
"I am Irisai, daughter of Pernella the second."
"Lovely name. I think my parents wanted me to be a demon. Or maybe they just had a thing for the color black."
"Are you a demon? Divine intervention does not mean goodness."
"Perceptive, aren't you? No. I'm not a demon. In my experience demons are typically accompanied by an oppressive aura and hellish words that scrape on your mind. I'm… well you could call me a demigod."
"Really." Irisai looked at me flatly. I flared my aura and mana. She tensed and nearly jumped out of her seat.
"Relax, dragonborn. Save the fighting for the worldeater. I don't think you'll have to fight anything here." Irisai looked at the battlefield, where Ruby hooked her scythe around a dragon's neck and swung around it straight into the air, slitting the dragon's throat in the process, before aiming mid-air and firing quickly at several important looking draugr. She used the last shot to escape several dragon's breath attacks of ice, fire, electricity, some purple stuff, and what might have been a laser.
Jaune waved his sword and shock dust arced forward to stun a host of draugr. He swung again and a blade of air decapitated some of them. He engaged the rest gleefully. Pyrrha had decided to go melee and battled three draugr without dust. It was taking her a little while but two of them looked wounded in various places while Pyrrha was perfectly fine.
"I see," she agreed.
"I just need a dragon soul. Call it payment or whatever you please but I'm taking one."
"That is perfectly agreeable," she said a little quickly. Whether it was because me and my companions scared the shit out of her or because it was actually agreeable was up in the air. Considering the woman was willing to go blade to blade with an army and a hundred or so dragons I guessed the latter.
"What was your plan to deal with all of this, anyways?" I asked curiously.
"I assembled an army under a petition to the white-gold tower and my kinsmen in the Aldmeri Dominion and assembled a teleportation array fueled by the Eye of Magnus. My kinsmen in Skyrim fell in for their homeland. The dragons are… were a threat to everybody." she said quietly and confirming to me that half breeds existed in this version of Tamriel and that her parents were likely a nord and high elf.
"Bet you're embarrassed now that you didn't need them, huh?" Irisai refused to answer but I saw a dusting of red on her cheeks. "Yes, we divine-types are eccentric and uncaring most of the time but we do come in handy on occasion." Irisai was still silent. I paused.
"Considering you have to explain this to your little alliance our intervention may not be the best for you, but at least you don't have to use that damned eye. It's such a pain."
"I know!" she suddenly burst out. I choked on my drink in surprise while she held a hand to her mouth wide-eyed with a full blown blush on her cheeks.
"I seem to be making a lot of women blush lately," I commented, my voice still a little choked from the mead. Irisai refused to comment. "Here." I opened a portal across the ruins to the portal to Sovngarde and easily tore apart the dragon priest's soul, causing the old bones to collapse to the ground under the golden regalia the ancient mage wore.
"I… thank you," Irisai said with a flattering honesty. She paused for a moment and seemed to have some revelation and looked deep into my eyes before smiling and looking away.
"It's no issue," I said. Irisai chastely kissed me on my cheek suddenly and stood up, donning her helmet. I smiled amusedly at her as the portal opened for her and she leapt in.
"She likes you, kaaz (cat/khajit)," a rumbling yet strangely feminine voice said from behind me. Odahviing, then.
"How nice of her," I said absently as I sipped the mead she gave me. "Do you have any advice for having too many women interested in you?"
"Take them all as your mates," she rumbled.
"That's not helpful."
"It is. You're just not listening." I turned my head behind me to Odahviing, whose head was pointed at me.
"Or maybe that's just terrible advice." A low chuckle escaped the dragon.
"Kiir (Child)," she said amusedly. "You overthink things too much. She is the dragonborn. She likes you. Your power makes you attractive. Lay with her. Women enjoy a strong mun (man) anyways. She is in need of a mate anyways. You would do well."
"Ugh," I groaned. I slumped in my seat a little.
"Had you courted with her she would have rejected you handedly. Few are not in awe of her beauty, prowess in battle or magic, or the power she wields in the thuum (voice)."
"She's not that desirable, is she?"
"There are ballads of her beauty across Tamriel. The emperor himself saw her due to his intentions to take her as his mate, though she convinced him of the alliance she made not long after."
"Poor woman."
"Indeed."
"I'm not going to court her."
"She enjoys your company, short as it may have been. She will find a way to meet with you again."
"Five minutes chatting quietly is not a reason to pursue a guy across dimensions."
"Kiir (child), you truly do not know Irisia. She chased me across Skyrim, Elsweyr, and down to the Summerset Isles out of sheer stubbornness to not let me escape her and claim another dragon to take her to this temple. If you are within reach she will meet with you somehow, though I know not how. She may give up courting you but this will not be the last you see of her. You intrigue her. You may escape Tamriel but you cannot escape Irisaai. Even if she has to share, though she will not do so happily."
"Fucking perfect. I got a stalker."
"…"
"I… I don't hear you saying she isn't a stalker, or that she's pursuing me with noble intentions."
"No, and you will not hear such."
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*In a divine realm far, far away*
"Sheogorath, what the FUCK?!"
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"Had your fun?" I asked. Ruby, covered in dragon blood, was humming happily. Jaune smelled terrible but had a pleased smile on his face. Pyrrha was still antsy, shifting from foot to foot as if there were still enemies near. I myself held a dragon soul in me, which I was pouring my aura into. Slowly the dragon soul seemed to reflect mine more and more. I also made sure to bind it to me like I did to Elseria, my 'worshipper'. I made sure that the dragon didn't have any of my affinities, though, and I just got it's aura regeneration, which was sizable, and it got a deeper connection to me.
I had isolated their memories using my mind affinity and destroyed that portion of the soul with void. The dragon would likely be just like a newborn.
"A brother?" Pit asked sleepily in my soul. I wasn't aware that she was taking a nap.
"Something like that. More like a stepbrother. Akatosh is the soul's father. I'm just adopting him," I thought back. Pit accepted the halfhearted effort to placate her easily and went back to sleep in my soul.
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"Odaviing I'm-? Where did he go? Abyss, I mean. Not his companions or servants or whoever they were."
"He left not ten minutes earlier with his companions."
"Troll shit! The one time I find a man who doesn't drop down drooling at the sight of me!"
"I hammered in a sufficient wariness of your tendencies."
"Yes, yes. I showed up and he didn't drool or even gawk, which is more than I expect from any man. Then, I played the pretty and polite blushing princess and he didn't buy it for a minute. That's two. Then he actually MADE ME BLUSH! What man in Skyrim has ever been able to make me do that?! By the divines, who in TAMRIEL has been able to do that?! That's three and just to finish me off he practically walked me to sovengarde! He's the polite, dashing prince and slayed my fucking dragon so where's my prince?!"
"Did you forget his-"
"Strength? Yeah, yeah, he's super strong. I don't particularly care about that."
"Nok (Lie)."
"Now, by Dibella I'm getting that ahmul (husband) for myself while he's free! Nirn OWES me a prince after killing the dragon so I'll ask again, where is he?!"
"Such smoliin (passion), truly. The poor Kaaz (Cat/khajit). He moved planes to a place outside charted Oblivion."
"GAH! Of course he did!"
"We could simply give up n-"
"Let's find the Elder Scrolls then."
"By Akatosh, again?!"
"Obviously. Let's try the dragon scroll first or track down that moth priest."
"He said you would krii (kill) him if you appeared once more. I do not believe his heart can handle you."
"He's got a few heart attacks left."
"Zu'u (I am) Aus (Suffering)."
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"This is a wonderful idea!" Poledina exclaimed from the intercom happily as I pushed the dragon soul from my soul into an 'egg', though the egg was actually a three dimensional construct of runes Polendina and I made specifically to contain souls. I used a small scattering of Harry Potter runes along with Remnant runes in it. The Harry Potter runes were less flexible, less powerful, and more disorganized than their Remnant counterparts, but far more stable and less likely to blow up if you handled them wrong. Most of them were unusable, though, since they required a world affinity. They worked to keep the construct from breaking under the dragon soul's might, which far surpassed any puny human soul's.
"It's going to be fun, at the very least," Vera agreed. I could tell that she was nervous, having rearranged the notes on her two clipboards three times in the past half an hour.
"We've got an aura reading and all other readings are stable!" Penny chimed in from the console room. A USB cable extended from a port in her side to the console. She kept digital records of everything that happened in the room. Since the experiment we were doing wasn't overtly dangerous we were more lax with security than we were when I played with void and the infinite nothingness from between dimensions. Dragons were low-risk compared to all of that mess.
I double checked the construct's runes one more time and found no flaws with the dragon soul in it. The soul seemed almost placid, having no memories in it. I still stepped back a few steps from the construct.
"Do you want to proceed? We can sit back and observe for a little while," Poledina offered. I paused.
"No. We should keep going. Nothing's even gone wrong yet." I said back. A little hesitantly, I extended a tendril of aura between me and the construct. Immediately, I felt the soul try to worm it's way through the tendril, as though the connection with me were a crack in it's prison. In a way it was. Still, my soul was far larger than the dragon's.
"Ooh! Readings jumped up! You connected souls?" Penny asked. I nodded and she hummed appreciatively.
"I'm going to try making the link," I said.
"The whole godly worship one?"
"That's the one." I felt around my soul for that little facet where my 'followers' were. A sparse amount of mana flowed into me from it but nothing great. I tried connecting the dragon to it but the link didn't take. Maybe the dragon sensed something like submission from the link?
"There was a spike. Like your auras drew closer but then separated a little violently before stabilizing. It didn't take?"
"No. I'm going to try taking away existing affinities."
"Go for it!" Penny cheered. Poledina was muttering something to himself while Vera looked between her papers quickly, scribbling a few notes in nigh-perfect handwriting.
I got more aggressive in my link, piercing into the dragon's soul. It couldn't quite resist and I could feel the panic in it. Still I searched deeper and deeper. I drifted off for some time, rummaging around it's soul, before I found several interesting features.
"I think I found the affinities. But there's something else. A link like I have for worshippers," I spoke.
"Akatosh," Poledina said instantly. "Likely the link between the dragon's god and itself. Whether as a way to manipulate the dragon, take power from it, make adjustments to it, or otherwise, I don't know. However, I think you should investigate this facet of the soul. The divine link, that is. It might be a part of all souls or it might only develop in beings with particularly powerful souls. Imagine if hunters could regenerate their auras with the power of a hundred civilians! Connecting auras could be bigger than we expected."
"This confirms a few theories I had, by the way. We can talk about them later," Vera spoke up. "However, we can investigate later. Take it's affinities or extinguish them. We want pure nature affinity, right?"
"We could leave a secondary affinity. Water, earth, or otherwise might be fine if it's a facet of the nature affinity..." Poledina mused. "Other affinities with no relation to nature, like fire, would probably interfere."
"We can always add a secondary affinity later, if it's even necessary," I said dismissively. "For now we should focus on giving it a mantle of nature."
"I agree," Poledina said solemnly. "Let's continue." With that I felt for the affinities. One felt like burning. Void consumed it and the soul seemed to howl in pain and thrashed about. Its feelings were something like horror, defilement, hatred, and excruciating pain. I felt a little repulsed at my actions and decided to wipe the soul's memories once this was over. I didn't want any guardian of mine to hate me for putting it in horrible pain as soon as it was aware.
"One down. I believe it was fire," I said neutrally. "Continuing." I felt for other affinities. A cold, solid one. The void extinguished it. One that felt like freedom, movement, and air. Likely something to do with flight. The void extinguished it. I found about five more to extinguish and did so. Then I found something likely bad.
"Oh no," I groaned.
"What?" Poledina asked in concern.
"An innate affinity. I'm fairly sure it's linked to voice or shouts."
"Ugh. We should have expected this, honestly. You told us that the dragons do most if not all of their magic through their voice. Can you just get rid of it?"
"Actually," I paused. "I might be able to transplant my nature affinity into the void where the voice affinity will be. But we still don't know much about innate affinities."
"Other than being intrinsically tied to the magical being in question," Poledina observed. He mulled the idea over for a moment. "Let's do it. I can't imagine that being more closely tied with nature would be a bad thing for a being that's supposed to use nature to keep itself alive."
I agreed and moved void in to erase the voice affinity. The dragon soul redoubled its efforts to keep me out, but it was futile. I used a small trick I had picked up from Cinder and dropped a chaotic memory of partying she had once used on me to get my attention. The vision of blaring music and flashing lights, neither of which were something the soul had experienced before, completely threw the soul off its game and I struck at the voice affinity. It barely took a second before a gaping hole was left in the dragon's soul. If the soul was capable of crying I was certain that it would be. Now for the hard part…
I took hold of my own nature affinity and tried to push it into the void where the voice affinity had been. Of course, the nature affinity didn't want to simply leave my soul. It stretched and moved, but didn't leave my soul, as expected. I felt around the nature affinity and found something like roots where the affinity was kept in my soul. It was like the deepest, richest parts of nature affinity in my soul. The source of nature affinity that I used. I had to cut it out.
Void didn't harm my soul, that was a fact. But I had never intentionally tried to harm myself with void before. I didn't seem to have any issues with it. Void wrapped around the core of my nature affinity and wore it away from my soul. It didn't take too much harm to the affinity to disconnect it from my soul, though I myself felt a strange bon-deep ache as it left. It felt quite like pulling out a tooth. I controlled the bountiful source of nature affinity and pushed it into the hole in the dragon's soul.
To my satisfaction the affinity settled and the dragon soul seemed to flawlessly absorb the affinity. I quickly wiped the recent memories of the dragon's soul and it was as innocent as an infant once more.
"Done," I said somewhat tiredly.
"Those were some interesting readings..." Penny said thoughtfully.
"Last step. Make a permanent bond. Wait, there were no complications?" Poledina seemed concerned.
"None that will affect the experiment," I said. I didn't hear anything and decided to continue. I felt for the facet of my soul that connected me to my 'followers' and reached it out to the dragon's soul. It seamlessly connected to the same spot Akatosh once presumably connected to the dragon and the soul stirred, though it seemed to be recovering from the shock of being operated on, memories of the event or not.
"Done," I said. "In fact, the connection seems even deeper than it would normally be, courtesy of Akatosh's former bond."
"That's it, then?" Poledina asked.
"Done. Get started making a body for our new draconic friend." In the meantime I needed some sleep.
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