"Princess, are you okay?

[Ailith pov]

I softly open my eyes, feeling fuzzy and weak all over my body. It's as if I've stumbled upon a severe fever. As I swallow, I notice a mouthful of saliva with a strong metallic taste permeating through my mouth. But wait, why can I taste the taste of blood? As the taste lingers, I realize it's strangely similar to the dish I used to eat when I was in vampire territory. Comparing the tastes, I can't help but wonder...

As I tried to comprehend this unusual taste, there was something more with the blood taste of saliva but not mine. I can't help but notice that it feels as if someone has played with my body.

The sensation is unlike anything I've experienced before. It's neither pleasant nor painful, but it's a presence that I can't ignore. It's as if I've been violated, harassed, and molested in a sense. These thoughts start invading my mind, causing unease and confusion.

But how can I be molested? I am an adult, capable of understanding and distinguishing between reality and imagination. However, the lingering feeling persists, making it challenging to dismiss entirely. The taste, coupled with this unsettling sensation, creates a disconcerting atmosphere that I find difficult to escape.

What is this strange feeling? It's a question that lingers in my mind, seeking understanding and clarity. It's a sensation that defies easy explanation, leaving me in a state of curiosity and wonder.

In a distant memory, there was a moment when

Onver cast a spell of such power and intensity that it became ingrained in the fabric of his being. It was as if he had performed this spell countless times before, effortlessly harnessing its energy. The memory of that spell's execution remains vivid, a testament to its higher level of mastery.

But upon receiving Onver's thoughts, a wave of unworthiness washes over me. I suddenly feel inadequate, unprepared to delve into the depths of his mind. The weight of his knowledge and experiences makes me question my readiness to comprehend his thoughts.

Amidst the jumbled fragments of information, one word stands out: "you." It's a simple utterance, yet it holds a multitude of possibilities. What does Onver mean by addressing me directly? Is it a message of encouragement or a warning? The ambiguity of that single word only adds to the enigma of this strange feeling.

With that, everything turns black.

After that, all things turn black. That instance reminded me of a book I read about the magic of the presence

. It is a unique and mysterious form of magic that has captivated humans throughout history. In a book I recall reading, titled "The Coupons of Magic," the concept of the magic of presence was explored.

Throughout time, humans have been enchanted by the concept of magic. It holds a sense of wonder and fascination, often associated with extraordinary abilities that defy the laws of nature. However, within the realm of magic, there exists a particular type known as the "magic of presence."

Unlike other forms of magic, the magic of presence is not limited to a select few individuals. It can be accessed and harnessed by anyone who grasps its essence. Yet, mastering this magic and reaching its full potential is far from easy.

It demands a profound understanding of oneself and a mastery of being fully present in the moment.

The magic of presence does not rely on casting spells or performing rituals like traditional forms of magic. Instead, it revolves around connecting with the energy surrounding us and influencing the thoughts and emotions of others.

It is a subtle and powerful tool that can create a sense of unease or uncertainty in those who encounter it, but it cannot physically harm anyone. Its influence lies solely on a psychological level.

Learning the magic of presence can be approached in three distinct ways.

The first path involves engaging in continuous massacres and battles, allowing individuals to develop heightened awareness and presence by facing and navigating intense adversities.

The second method revolves around immersing oneself in the study of various disciplines, acquiring countless theories, and gaining a deep understanding of the underlying principles.

This theoretical approach enables individuals to grasp the intricate complexities of presence and wield its power in a controlled manner.

The third method suggests that knowledge of the magic of presence can be transferred across generations or even inherited through genes.

However, it is crucial to note that this inheritance of essence is not widely accepted in the magical world. While certain traits and abilities may be passed down, the true nature of presence cannot be definitively attributed to genetic factors.

As I tried to unravel the mystery, my focus turned toward Onver.

How could he possess knowledge of this unique form of magic that seemed to resonate so closely with me? And why did it appear as though he could influence the physical body?

These questions filled me with curiosity and a desire to understand as I gazed upon Onver's figure, hoping to find the answers within his enigmatic presence.

As I stood there, my attention fully captured by Onver's figure, a sense of wonder enveloped me. My eyes were fixated on his graceful movements as he skillfully played the flute, a melody resonating through the air.

It was as if his music carried a certain enchantment, weaving its way into the fabric of my being.

At that moment, I activated my seer's eye, allowing the mystical power to penetrate my senses. Through this extraordinary ability, hidden truths were unveiled, and I glimpsed the unseen. As my seer's eye focused on Onver, I gasped in astonishment at what was revealed before me.

The runic symbol he carried, a mark of ancient magic, shone with a mesmerizing glow. However, to my surprise, the symbol began to transform, reshaping itself into a new configuration of enchantments.

It was a breathtaking display of Onver's command over magic, his ability to manipulate and harness the mystical energies at his disposal.

This revelation left me in awe and deepened the mystery surrounding Onver and his connection to the magic of presence. How had he come to possess this profound understanding and control over such a rare and elusive form of magic? The questions continued to swirl in my mind, urging me to seek further knowledge and understanding.

Lost in contemplation, I found myself drawn closer to Onver, my gaze transfixed by the runic symbol still pulsating with an ethereal radiance. It was as if the symbol held the key to unlocking the secrets of his magical abilities. The air around us seemed to hum with energy, a tantalizing invitation to delve deeper into the enigmatic world of magic.

Just as I was about to explore further, a series of knocks abruptly interrupted my concentration. After what felt like an eternity - an hour, perhaps - the red glowing particles arranged themselves into a perfect ring. The sight left me astounded, my eyes widening in sheer surprise. It was as if the symbol had transformed itself, manipulating the very essence of the spell.

My focus was on the ring behind Onver's back when the sound of knocks disturbed my attention. Knock knock. Someone was at the door. I snapped my fingers and opened it. Before I could see who it was, the figure moved towards Onver. They were about to grab him, their hand just an inch away. However, I quickly activated my barrier around Onver. There was a loud crash as the figure collided with the barrier.

They turned towards me and said, "Princess, are you okay? What the hell did the monster do to you? You were on the brink of death."

[A\N]

Who do you think this new character is, any ideas?