Author's POV
"Everything is in place," Leylin declared, looking around. He was surrounded by modified abominations setting up various objects.
He was with Willow in the cemetery of the Boiling Isles, specifically at night since that's when spiritual activities are strongest.
Of course, Odalia and Alador were unaware that their son had snuck out of the house during the night to go to a cemetery with his servant.
"I'm about to begin, Willow. So step back and be ready in case there's a problem," Leylin explained in a serious tone.
He held an ocarina in his hand. He had decided to use bard magic to assist him during this experiment.
The reason was that this magic has the ability to influence matter and the user's environment through waves. Leylin still remembered that the future leader of the bard coven could modify the molecular structure of water with a few whistles.
He wanted to use bard magic to influence the process of his creation to obtain the desired result.
'The problem is that my emotions might influence this magic, that's why Willow is here,' Leylin thought as he began to play.
He wanted the innocent Willow to help him keep his dark side under control. He didn't want his magic to be accidentally influenced by him and his negative thoughts.
After all, he was still a novice in this magical field.
As Leylin played his ocarina, a tune similar to Tapion's from DBZ, he began to use oracle magic to influence the wandering spirits of the cemetery.
'It's working, the wandering souls that remained due to their grudges are under my influence,' Leylin mentally concluded with eyes overflowing with joy.
"It's beautiful but also scary," Willow mumbled, hiding behind a tombstone and guarded by two abominations in knight attire.
Willow could see a greenish smoke with expressions of relieved faces, as if someone had lifted their burden.
Around Leylin floated a ghostly emerald color that made him strangely captivating because of the music.
'I think it's time,' Leylin thought as he rushed to make the two puppets drink a potion containing a drop of titan blood.
It was the same potion Eda had used to bring her vegetables to life in cooking, but mixed with a drop of titan blood.
"Now, it's do or die," Leylin said excitedly as he put two necklaces with crystal balls on the two puppets.
"WILLOW, CLOSE YOUR EYES!" Leylin shouted before striking the combination of 4 glyphs engraved on the two wooden puppets.
This experiment had been carefully thought out and analyzed by Leylin using his knowledge of the demon realm but also that of the Leylin farlier from the world of magus.
Leylin had used Palistrom wood, a magical wood capable of creating animated objects that allow humans to use magic.
He had also used a precise combination of glyphs of fire, ice, plants, and light.
Fire embodied emotions, ice embodied water which is essential to life, plants were literally one of the first forms of life, and light for his puppet to be able to "hope" but also for its symbolism with purity.
He had used the resentful souls of the cemetery so that these puppets would possess real souls, and of course, he had used Leylin's knowledge to affect the souls by combining bard and oracle magic to purify them of their memories and grudges.
The finishing touch had been the necklaces inspired by the Potara to transmit basic knowledge to them but also general common sense of the demon world.
He didn't want to have to teach them everything from scratch, but he hadn't given them too much knowledge, just enough so they wouldn't be completely ignorant.
*bam* an explosion of light.
"Damn, I fried my brain and I'm exhausted," Leylin mumbled on the ground, panting.
"Where am I?" mumbled a boy looking around curiously.
"Aaaaah, why am I naked and why can't I remember anything?" screamed the girl, clearly panicked by her situation.
'It seems the magical energy destroyed their clothes, but I must admit the sculptors were very passionate when creating the female puppet,' Leylin thought, casting a few approving glances.
*bam* sounds of a blow to the head
"Hey Willow, since when do you hit your teacher?" he said, frowning.
"My teacher is a gentleman and not the pervert I just hit," she said in an annoyed tone.
Willow's childish face prevented Leylin from holding a grudge against her. After all, she was just a child.
She couldn't understand a man's satisfaction in front of his creation. Only a man of culture could understand Leylin at that moment.
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Leylin's POV
"Now that you're clothed again, I'll introduce myself," I said to the two people in front of me.
They no longer looked like puppets or wood but like two distinguished individuals. It seemed that I had succeeded in creating complete life.
All that remained was to check if the two had a certain loyalty towards me.
"I am Leylin Blight, your creator and master," I told them honestly.
"Why would you be our master?" asked the girl with hair similar to leaves. There was clearly discontent in her voice.
"I can already understand that you're my creator but it's my life, so I'll do with it as I please," she declared, crossing her arms.
"Yes, she's right," the teenage boy wearing a garden gnome hat spoke up after some thought.
"The teacher is the boss since he's the strongest, isn't that obvious?" Willow declared, putting her finger on her chin.
It seemed this little one was wondering if she was stronger than me. I could understand her, given her current strength.
I had really been a bad influence on Willow.
"Let's do this: we'll all fight for the title of 'master' of our group and the losers will have to take an oath of obedience," I said, looking at them.
I could see in Willow's eyes that she was interested, but she took a step back to show she wouldn't participate. She must have been hesitant to fight me.
"I don't think I need to..." The girl wanted to speak again but the former male puppet beat her to it by speaking first.
"Okay for me, I'm sure I'll need you to better understand my situation," he said, shrugging before stepping towards me.
"Okay, I'm in too," the girl declared reluctantly before stepping towards me.
"Willow, watch closely as you're currently seeing a real-life combat lesson," I said, dodging an attack that looked like a green arrow.
It seemed I had given too much information to these two idiots.
After dodging the green light arrow from the girl, I had to dodge plants emerging from the ground towards me.
"I see you have good fighting instincts, but it's not enough," I said, smiling at them.
I was going to show them the true terror that magic can cause in the hands of a person possessing enormous fictional knowledge but also that of a high-ranking magus.
"What's happening?" screamed the girl as she was caught by an invisible force and thrown towards a tombstone.
It seemed she was still conscious but shaken by the shock.
"Your turn," I said, looking towards the former male puppet who had started trying to reduce the distance.
"Hand-to-hand combat against a spellcaster? Not bad," I said, smiling before rushing towards him. I had pulled out my deck of cards from my sleeve.
My action seemed to surprise him, but he wasn't distracted for long as once in front of me, he attacked me with a kick.
"Missed," I said as I was behind him and the me in front of him disappeared in particles of light.
"Watch closely, Willow. You can use the light glyph like this too," I said, throwing several cards with light glyph designs.
Unlike Luz, I had preferred to use cards to use my glyphs, and I knew how effective light manipulation could be to deceive the enemy or finish them off in seconds.
"Now, which one is the real one?" I declared as all my doubles surrounded my opponent with fake decks of cards.
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