Ch 29 - Politics (4)

Laying on the ground motionless I was a actually quite proud of myself.

'This is was first win against a mage that I was actually going to toe with on a fair plane. Everyone before I had the upper hand against,' I tell myself with a smile.

It would have probably look weird if anyone were to happen upon finding me.

A young five year old boy who was badly wounded laying on the ground smiling.

They probably would think that I was hallucinating and on death's door.

'Alright here goes nothing,' I say as I prepare to lift my face.

Currently I was laying flat on my stomach with my head turned to the right.

My goal was to lift my head up so that I could look at the woman I killed.

I was still unable to feel anything so with a feeling I've never experienced before I attempted to lift my head.

Trying I find it to be extremely difficult.

Most likely my body was slowing down to conserve all energy to continue healing.

'Errr,' I groan unable to even open my mouth.

'Come on!' I reassure myself.

Yet against my best efforts I'm still not capable of moving a hair.

Pausing for a moment I take as deep of a breath as I could with only one lung before preparing to give it my all.

'I've got to do it now or I'll end up falling unconscious,' I say noticing that it was getting harder and harder to keep my eyes open.

Going for my second attempt I give it all that I have. Straining myself to the maximum.

'Urrrrr,' I sound out as if I was constipated.

Even giving it my all I wasn't able to lift up my head. However, I was able to rise it a fraction off the ground.

Which ended up being just enough as I was able to catch a glimpse of what remained of the receptionist.

Then expending the dark magic within myself I sent essence to eyes. Which I then in turn sent out at what was left of the cut up human that was in front of me.

This all happened within a fraction of a second and right after my head collapsed back on the ground.

Yet it only took a moment for the dark magic to consume the corpse (if you could call it that).

I feel energy flow into my body as it was turned to nothingness.

Groaning I applied pressure to my palms and I actually felt and was able to move them.

Happy I pressed on as I slowly begin to rise up.

It took about five minutes but I was somehow able to get on my knees and have my body upright.

Sighing I told myself, 'Ha! I did it!'

'Now I just need to test out an experiment.'

Focusing I readied myself to be surrounded by dark magic.

Just like I had been when I was furious at the woman. I wanted to be absorbed into the feeling I got from it.

Being around and using dark magic gives me a sense of omnipotence. As if I was a god that could destroy anyone and everything that got in my way.

Wanting to be high on those feeling I thought thoughts of being a supreme being above all others. As I continued to divulge myself, dark magic began to erupt from my body and encompassed me.

The wonder it brought to me caused me to lose sense of time.

After an unknown amount of time past I was brought back to my senses when I heard someone enter the building.

Dazed for a second I looked around to remember what happened.

'What the hell was that,' I say.

'It was as if I was meditating and forming a closer relationship to my dark magic.'

'But just how much closer can I get to it? I am already one with it as if it was part of me. I am also able to use it without even thinking. Can it become even more powerful than it already is?' I question to myself.

'Well, I already know that it can get stronger since every time I kill someone and use the magic to devour them I become more powerful.'

"He's the one that needed me? Are you sure your head is okay? He's perfectly fine why did you make me waste my time traveling out here to meet some brat?" A voice said beside me.

Remembering what happened I picked myself up and stood up straight.

Confused as to what he was talking about and why it was so easy to get up I looked down at my wound only to be surprised.

'What the fuck?!' I almost blurt out.

My wound was completely healed.

There wasn't a scratch. It was as if I was never hurt in the first place.

'I need to learn more about what I can do with dark magic. So far I can straight up attack with it as well as use it for defense. But now I've learned that I can somehow use it to heal myself,' I tell myself excited.

"Of course he can heal…" I hear Julia mumble.

"Seriously what am I doing here? Can I go back to work now? I was in the middle of a grand discovery. I'm going to because famous because of my idea. So stop playing pranks on me and wasting my time!" The healer shouts before turning away.

Uncaring for the healer I figured that I could talk to him at another time.

"Where is Sun?" Julia asked numb.

Looking up from my side I stared at Julia for a moment dumbfounded, "in the sky?"

"WHERE IS SHE!" Julia screamed.

"Ohhh your receptionist? Yeah don't worry I cleaned it up," I say looking at the spot where she died before everything that was left of her was gone.

"I wish she would have killed you! You've brought nothing but despair since you've arrived at this town. First it was the kids, then Edward, also whatever the fuck you did at the jail house, now Sun! You're the devil!" Julia shouted.

Turning my head to look up at Julia I replied with a sadistic smile, "No, I'm worse."