[5]

Leaning back in my chair looking around the room taking a few seconds to decompress, seeing the sheer size of the mess in the room caused by my magical metamorphosis.

'Haa, this is going to be a pain in the ass to clean up.' I thought to myself, the thought about cleaning everything up caused me to sigh tiredly, especially when it came to the thought of picking up throwing away all the things made of glass, porcelain and crystal that broke.

The spell book glowed with a soft pink light from where it fell to the floor earlier and floated over to me, its pages turning and landing on a page that was titled with "HouseHold Spells."

Before turning to another page and highlighting a new spell that I instinctively knew was meant to mend things back together and return them to their proper place even though I couldn't actually read the written word.

Chanting another spell that still sounded like gibberish to my ears, and felt weird on my tongue but now right with something deeper inside of me.

As everything that was broken or displaced within the room started to glow with a soft pink light.

The broken pieces of glass, crystal, porcelain snapped back together like they were pulled by a magnet.

Every time something snapped back into its proper place there was a short bright intense flash of pink light, almost like when using a welder to make a connection between two different pieces of metal, the intense light only lasted a millisecond before the items returned to the original intensity pink glow.

I got up out of my chair to look around and saw that the spell even made my bed, picked up all of my clothes, even fixing the ones that were shredded by the magical energy and wind cyclone.

The clothes that were dirty even seemed to have been washed by the magic as they now smelled like lilacs.

'Okay that was cool as fuck. Thanks magic…Damn this is fucking awesome as fuck.' I expressed in my mind and I felt this tingle in my chest like my magic was pleased at the compliment and praise.

Walking back towards my chair extending my hand out with the intent to grab the grimoire out of the air.

Only to be surprised when the book that had stopped glowing gently flew into my hand.

'My physical changes are pretty extreme.' I thought to myself as I looked down and saw a tight chest and ripped abdomen, and lower on display.

As if being in tune with my thoughts the Grimoire opened again and turned its pages again to what I came to understand was a glamor spell that would make people see me as they always have.

It was a very simple spell that only took one word to chant, but could even be turned into an enchantment and casted on a piece of jewelry.

All it requires is a bit of my blood, a piece of wearable jewelry and for me to channel some magical energy into said piece of jewelry.

'Or I could go away for some time and come back, explain away my changes that way.' I thought to myself while reaching up to just below my neck line where the necklace I've had for years rested feeling relief that my necklace and pendants were unharmed by the cyclone.

"Haa." I sighed while a

walking through my trailer, entering the bathroom leaning against the sink while looking into the mirror seeing a familiar stranger that looked like a more handsome and refined version of myself.

In fact I looked like a bulkier version of Chris Hemsworth except my eye color and hair color are different from his.

My usual hazel colored eyes that have always seemed to change colors with my moods, but usually always returned to the amber color they are right now with dark gray rings around the outside that faded into amber while around my pupils was a bright orange and red sunburst.

My eyes seemed to glow with a vibrancy I'd never seen in them before.

While looking in the mirror I noticed that my hair that had become dulled over the past few years from a glossy black with copper-ish orange red undertones had returned to its glossy, shiny, curly, messy mop that it used to be when I was younger.

"Shh-it, I'm gonna have to cut my hair again." I muttered to myself bringing my right hand up to rub the bridge of my neck between my forefinger and thumb, feeling a headache coming on at having to cut my hair again since I cut it earlier today.

My skin looked so much smoother and healthier, it was almost as if it was glowing.

The dark circles underneath my eyes that seemed like constant fixtures since I turned twenty that just wouldn't go away no matter how much sleep I got, or how much I tried to stay hydrated.

Shaking my head, reaching into the shower, turning on the water and stepping inside.

"Fucking cold water as usual." I groaned as I washed up as quickly as I could, turning off the water slicking my hair back before stepping out of the shower.

Grabbing a towel bringing it up to my face while pulling in a deep breath through my nose.

"Oof, mildew." I muttered as I instantly pulled the towel away from my face and went to the small cupboard outside of the bathroom to look for a new body towel.

"Haa, nothin…I really need to do something about my living conditions." I sighed before muttering to myself and was about to use the towel I was still holding when an idea popped into my head.

'That could work.' I thought to myself while closing my eyes, taking a deep breath and picturing collecting all of the water beads on my body and forming a ball of water suspended in the air in front of me.

When I started to feel dry I slowly opened my eyes.

"Hahahaha, telekinesis charm you are so fucking awesome!" I laughed while speaking excitedly, bringing my hand up to touch the part of my new tattoo that I knew was formerly the charm of Telekinesis.

(Splash)

"Shit! Guess I need to work on keeping my concentration." I cursed before coming to the conclusion that I needed to work on holding my concentration on tasks while using the power of the charms.

Looking at the medium sized pool of water on the floor looking at with a concentrated gaze, while willing it to form into a ball once more watching in awe as it was like the water was being sucked up by a vacuum and stored inside of an invisible balloon.

Then moving said balloon into the shower and releasing it watching the water crash against the shower floor and flow into the drain.

"Magic, is so frickin cool!" I said jubilantly while feeling a happy thrumming inside of my chest.

I couldn't help the impulse to run my hands over the hard ridges of my body feeling my hard abs and the rest of my muscles, while finding myself just standing there in the bathroom staring at my reflection blankly in the mirror, with a bit of a vacant expression on my face.

My phone rang from the main living area of the trailer snapping me out of my vain admiration of myself and causing me to whisper to myself softly.

"I love magic." I whispered softly as I smiled from ear to ear.

Walking out of the bathroom bear ass naked picking my phone up from the TV stand seeing that it was my father calling.

"Fuck, I better answer I'am on his land and using my stepmother's trailer." I muttered to myself while swiping the answer button cutting my thumb on the bust screen, making me bring my thumb up to my mouth to lick the cut since I still believed that bullshit my grandpa told me years ago about saliva helping to stop bleeding.

"Yeah?" I said into the phone regretting how annoyed and ungrateful it sounded to my own ears.

"Hey Bub, I was wondering if you were coming up to help with chores? it's a quarter after five." My father replied to me with his voice displaying more curiosity and concern than annoyance.

"Yeah…sorry my Asthma and stomach have been acting up since three in the morning, I don't think I'll be able to make it through chores…sorry dad." I replied to him while faking a serious asthmatic cough that sounded like it was on the verge of having an attack while looking at my thumb with wide eyes.

'The Resurrection Charm…equals…healing factor, sweet!' I thought to myself while walking over to the kitchenette area keeping the phone pressed to my ear while grabbing out a sharp carving knife, slicing open my palm not even flinching because the blade was so sharp and the cut was so clean.

'That's so awesome!' I thought to myself as I watched the cut start healing before I even finished cutting my palm.

"Alright, hope you feel better Bub…do you need anything I can ask Nenne-" my dad said before asking if I needed anything and offering to send my stepmother to go get it.

"Nah, I'll be alright…thanks dad sorry I can't help with chores today." I said and he hung up almost as soon as I was done talking.

"Yup, he's pissed." I muttered to myself while setting the phone down onto the counter, while grabbing a towel and wiping away the thin line of blood from my palm.

'I need to put some clothes on and fix my financial and living situation.' I thought to myself while looking at my Omnitrix, before turning around and walking into my bedroom.

Finding the only things I had to wear that actually fit me were underwear and socks.

'Well, I'm gonna need some clothes.' I thought to myself while turning my wrist and looking at my Omnitrix that even though it looked like the recalibrated version from Alien Force it kept the color scheme of the original Omnitrix.

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