The frightened Oni only listened to her summon for a moment before Cierra had shown up, safe and sound. Frankly, she was worried that something was going wrong, however the only thing wrong to her was what she looked like. She was mortified by it all, however something that had been heard by her older sister made her relax just a little. It did mean a lot to her to now nothing had happened to her during their encounter. If only she could say the same for herself, that would be lovely... instead, she sat up against a corner in a panicked fear over what had happened to have caused her to be in such an alternate and different form to begin with. Her eyes tried to pan away from Charlotte to look on to her sister, which took a moment. When she finally did, Cierra was right in front of her.
”Y-You’re not s-scared or a-anything, Ci? E-Even after what happened?” She asked on, her mind racing to find a solution. Oni’s... the name was so familiar, but she couldn’t place where it was from. Her attention drifted to her hands. Their differently pigmented skin color was enough to hold her attention until it was brought about the cat girl... ”You told her, Charlotte?” Cersei asked, looking up to her summon. She simply shrugged and kept silent, not denying anything, but when her head but two and two together, she remembered why the name was familiar.
The summoner tucked some of her blonde hair behind her ears and sat herself up. She let out a big huff of air, trying to relax herself. Cierra was right. If she didn’t tell anyone about this and what happened tonight happened again around her guild members, she couldn’t live with the guilt of having hurt one of them. ”A-Alright...” She averted her gaze down to the floor, laying her hands on her lap and sitting in silence to figure out a good starting point. ”Ok, so... The way our father had been leaving for longer and longer periods had started to make sense to me then.” In a slight pause, she pulled her legs up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them and resting her head on her knees. ”I had started to realize he didn’t want to be around me because I didn’t have any magic. At first, I didn’t want to believe myself. I thought it was just a silly thing. It didn’t last very long. Those trips to the show in Minstrel? They were like being dragged out and shown a motivation to try and discover your own. No, it was more of a feeling like your told you won’t amount to anything because you don’t have what it takes to earn his approval.”
Her eyes lifted up now to her sisters, just to see how she was taking this first bit of her conclusions. Nothing was definitive, but she was highly intent on believing the ones she drew herself. ”This was when I was 10. For the next few years, I tried every which way I could to try and see if I learned magic. I had hurt myself a number of ways because of the dangerous materials involved. Cutting myself on metal, burning myself on fire, stuff like that. I’d go to sleep almost in tears some nights and begging, praying to be able to. I just wanted him to see me for more than some responsibility, but years went by and nothing changed.” She stopped for a slight sniffle and to rub a tear that was building in her eyes before continuing. ”Then one day, this strange cat girl walks up to the manor and asks for me. When we get to talking, she told me she was here to answer my prayers. She told me she could teach me a magic, but I had to pay one simple price; my soul. I didn’t say yes right away, whether you believe it or not. It weighed heavily on my mind over what that would mean for you and mum... but ultimately I agreed because at that point, the thoughts started to bare the same for her as they did for him. She opened this strange portal, had me follow her into it. We ended up in this big room in a castle and that’s when things changed.” She would stop and move her arm, showing a brand on her arm with the symbol of a cat designed from it. ”I was quickly met with that brand, then the mark of the summoning magic on my back. She left me in that room, locked in there until the pain from it all subsided. When she came back, she told me since I sold my soul to her, I was her property and she was going to keep me as a servant for eternity.”
In the background, during this all, Charlotte had set herself up something to help convey the words to the rest of the creatures within the void. Far too long were they held down by this demon, and with this story, they would surely be more inclined to be of help to her than to think they had a standstill of fear of retaliating against her. A small ball made of the void itself sat in her hand, replaying every word from beginning to end into the other plane. ”So, one day I was just outside the walls, truthfully not even remembering what I was out there doing. I was alone, not a person or another of her maids with her. I took that chance and I took off. I kicked off the shoes I wore and ran off bare footed because like, you just can’t run in heels. Twisted my ankle real bad as a kid once. Anyway... I ran for what felt like days until these horned people stopped me. They saw the brand, the panic on my face and they instantly took me in and hid me. They terrified me just from what they looked like alone, but they were really nice. When I told them what happened, they talked amongst themselves before they had concluded me another offer. They too wanted this girl dead, but they couldn’t in their diminished numbers. So, they offered to CRAFT me a soul... which by the way I thought was an impossible thing. Nah, it’s real. I watched their every step in making that thing and they told me that whatever abilities this gave me were to keep. All I was to do in my end was kill her. And I plan to do just that.” She looked down, over to her hands and feet, seeing what was there now and the story now in a calmer mindset. It was easier to bare.
Now, her attention turned to the spider queen, seeing the ball in her hand. ”What’s that?” She asked, making the spider laugh and then crush the ball of void energy in her hand. ”How else can you gain our trust simply on my word? So, I broadcasted the whole story to the others. The word has reached at least half of the void, and the word will spread. My word alone will not secure you it, however when it’s reached everyone, you’ll have our support in killing her.” The summon replied. Cersei’s eyes widened. A strange way to show kindness, but to know that she’s not have to live in fear of her own magic would be something for sure. Certainly a great surprise for when the cat demon would come after her.
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