8 Back down to earth.
REEEEEEEEE!
The dude above is an idiot.
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Apparently Youkai pregnancys had a range of durations. A Youkai was born with the power of its parents, or in Youkai terms, the amount of tails and/or other appendages.
So for example a 5 tail Youkai would give birth to 5 tail Youaki. Also another fun thing about Youkai is that they give birth to pure blooded Youkai unless a more powerful bloodline is the other half. In which case they assimilate and become… for example God-Youkai. A Youkai with the powers of a god.
And each tail for normal Youkai took 30 years to form. Up to a limit of 9 without training. And with training the limit was the sky, but each tail was far harder to form than the last.
But back to pregnancy durations, Generally for nine tailed kumiho, the Youkai Gumiyeong was, she said it takes around 2.5-4 years of pregnancy for Youkai that had a human parent. And my bloodline, although human, was very magically infused. Enough to guarantee the 4 year wait and up to 6 or 7 years. In fact she said our child was a coveted 'Mabeop Yuukai', sought out for their natural magic potential always at least rivaling the highest human potentials.
But holy fuck that would take awhile. I expected maximum 2 years. Not half of my current life!
And I had 14 more to go after this. And my bloodline would only grow more powerful. So I was expecting at least some 200 years before my promise was fufiled.
But Merlin Wynn never broke his promises. Mostly because I had magic to do even the most impossible things. Oh and also I would enjoy fulfilling this promise.
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A vial of blood in my hands was thrown into a human shaped pot. I had manifested with creation magic. The human shaped pot was filled with water and a small amount of blue gel like substance.
The blood was from the mask and the blue gel was magic put in gel. Rolled off the tongue.
You might be thinking, is this dude an idiot? Putting the blood of a god that tried to kill him into something? What if it suddenly manifested from across the dimensions to kill the arrogant me that humiliated it?
These thoughts are completely vaild and understandable. But I had lost that type of arrogance. So I was naturally prepared.
Two other vials of blood soon where thrown into human shaped pot, in much greater quantities then the mask blood.
You might even ask what the fuck I was doing with a bunch of blood and mana gel.
Answer: I was doing a bit of homunculus crafting to pass the time. Well this was my first attempt but I believed it would work.
And that was the most fundamental part of magic besides mana, imagination. Without it, didn't matter if you had infinite mana (in the apocalypse). The best you could do was create a universal wide mana surge. Because you couldn't even imagine creating a simple fire ball.
So the essence of the homunculus crafting I was doing was by throwing a bunch blood together and a lot of mana in a human shape pot with water.
It wasn't much but mana often carries through in large quantities.
The reason I used mana the mask blood was in hopes that it would make the homunculus loyal to me and Gumiyeong. The other blood was self explanatory with the above reason.
I closed the pot with a human shaped lid after adding more of Gumiyeong's and my blood.
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I opened the pot to a disappointment. It seemed alive looking yet had no soul. It had a heart beat yet no brain function besides the stem which was why it was alive and not just a fresh corpse.
"Destruction magic: Hakai."
On my hand a ball of purple lightning like energy formed. Basically the average description of destruction energy. I then raised my palm and pushed it towards the pot, completely disintegrating it.
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*Knock Knock*
Ah, it must be Dr. Kunigle. He hadn't checked in on me today.
"Come in."
The metal door slid open, and Dr. Kunigle came into my room.
Ah, another session of extortion!
"SCP-953-2. The foundation has decided to move you and SCP-953 to to Site-19. As it contains more SCPs that are highly dangerous to the foundation, such as yourself."
Hmm… perhaps if a security breach happens I can study some of the SCPs there. Deal.
"If you give me a book on magic I will go without trouble."
Dr. Kunigle's eyes turned even colder than they were. "Are you threatening the foundation?"
"I'm just saying my body has passive enhancement magic and it WILL be difficult to knock out me and Gumiyeong."
"You think the foundation doesn't have the means?"
"Oh I do, I just won't let me or my girlfriend PREGNANT with MY BABY get sedated with something so powerful."
At the mention of my baby his eyes turned softer than rage consumed them.
"Do you want to know something about your girlfriend?"
Gumiyeong's eyes shot open. Glaring scathingly at Dr. Kunigle.
"Sure."
She wanted to leap out of bed and attack him, but constrained herself because of me. While at the same time she wanted to attack him because of me. Odd.
He glanced viciously towards Gumiyeong, "You know of how sadisic and vicious SCP-953 is? Oh I will bet you don't. She never bothered to tell her 'boyfriend' about herself. Well let me tell you. She has forced mother's to eat their own babies and COOK THEM AND THEN EAT THEM. She is also known for toturing her prey and eating them ALIVE."
His smug smile was most definitely the biggest I had ever seen. Gumiyeong's was downtrodden, most likely expecting me to lash out at her and her misdoings.
"I do admit the baby eating and torturing do need a bit of work. Your foundation I guarantee have dobe a lot worse. But the thing is, I don't really care. Because all of that is in the past where things go to rest. And I can change her for the future. I already have in fact.
But another thing you miscalculated about me, is the fact I don't have the moral compass of a normal human. I am more of a true neutral leaning towards chaotic good but equally so towards chaotic netural. Although saying this will definitely put me under tighter security, I would rather give you a verbal beatdown."
He stood up and walked in front of me. Blinded by rage he attacked. Failing horribly as I dodged and punched him in the chest instead.
All of his ribs shattered into pieces and he coughed blood. After insulting my girlfriend like that, even if it was true he did it in front of her protective boyfriend, he deserved it for being such an idiot.
A few moments of silence later all of the lights in our room turned red abd a siren started to blare. The door that had been opened slammed shut and locked.
"You… you don't care I killed and tortured all those people?"
"Oh, I care, I care you did it for no reason, no benefit. I wouldn't care at all if you did it for a reason, but that is in the past now. And I can change that little aspect of you."
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The red lights blared as I made my way through the hallways of Site-17. I could just blast out, but the amount of SCPs released would not be good. Some truly scary things were sealed down here.
Multiple MTF teams gunned down upon me and Gumiyeong, but much to their chagrin, none of it got past my shields.
"Mind magic: Mental domination."
My mind magic moved forward, but failed to do anything as the air around the magic slowled.
My mana shields slightly dimmed but all in all I was fine. What could this be? I knew they had reality anchors but that should only effect magic that bends reality itself. But it seemed my breakout was too late, as they had already seemingly developed anti magic technology.
But clearly not enough. I sent out a new wave of mana towards my magic. My mind magic resumed its course and hit off the MTFs. Their bodies suddenly becoming stiff.
My face morphed into an evil grin, I always wanted to test this but had no test subjects, lets try it out.
"Soul magic: Extraction of the essence."
The bodies of the MTF suddenly become loose abd flopped to the floor. Several small blue, white, yellow, or red orbs floating above them. And one green. Could this be realated to their karma? Probably.
In one of my hands a jar manifested and then I sang out,
"Soul magic: Containment of the essence!"
The souls floating aimlessly above the comatose MTF members suddenly shot towards the open jar in my hands. All except two being contained.
One blue soul I had left out to see what would happen, and one white to put back in its body.
"Soul magic: Return of the essence."
The white soul shot downward towards its body and with a slight jump he was back up and about.
The blue soul on the other hand started to rapidly disintegrate, making me frown. Quickly doing calculations in my head I came up with a new magic spell.
"Soul magic: Binding to this earth."
The soul stopped disintegrating and instead started to take shape into human form.
But I couldn't stick around much longer as I felt the mana in my shield become progressively more and more dampened.
"Mage, why don't you challenge me to a fight? It has been hundreds of years since I saw one of your kind!"
I turned around and saw SCP-76, Able. The runes and tattoos on his body started to glow with the bright aura of magic. My magic being suppressed at his mere presence.
So they meant Able when they said keep, and I quote, ███.
"Sure. But first, what is your opinion on being hit in the head with a gigantic ball of mana?"
He paused for a second actually considering it.
"I think it wouldn't work."
"Ok, how about a gigantic sword made of mana turned real?"
"That might work."
A gigantic sword made of mana shot towards Able. He dodged, the sword slamming into the metal wall behind him, screeching along its way.
If not 1, then 10, and if not 10, then 100.
Lets try 50.
50 swords manifested behind me.
"Haha, I see you learned a little from my friend Gilgamesh as well!"
Of course Gilgamesh existed here too.
