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It was a new day, ever since the discovery of "The Boiling Isles" or Whatever and the existance of multiple universes co-existing and the Nocedas having basically the only portal in existence. Things became more interesting
The new world had Magic, something I, like many other always dreamt about. It wasn't easy, however, humans are not innatelly magical, so when the AV corporation came up with a program that allowed for humans to obtain magic, real magic, like the one the witchling used, me and my friends decided to give it a go.
I mean, the ever growing titan, King who despite having all the qualities required, did not act as a god or ruler to the Boiling Isles, already provided with a system everyone called "titan language" or "king-langueage" that closely resembled glyphs or runes, withchlings had innate magic, something about a bile-sack near the heart or something like that.
Anyways, the AV CORP had it's own portal to the same boiling Isles, looked the same, too, and they told us it could hurt, but gave us a potion that we had to drink before crossing the tresshold of the portal, not much of a taste for this potion but I did note mine turned red the moment I grabbed, while my friend's got different colors.
As soon as we crossed the portal everything went to shit.
whatever AV corp was, it couldn't have been good, because the others, they were waiting for us. But they didn't expect me and a group of humans, they expected whoever AV was.
King was there, Up close, it was way more intimidating, then AV corp turned on us, as well, I remember the black and white hoodies, the power that felt like it came from the stars and how I was hit with something and then passed out
I was one of the only 2 survivors, only me and another girl called susan survived the whole ordeal, I didn't know her, she didn't know me but she took the potion, like me, she expected to have magic, like me, but unlike me, she did get her wish granted
The potion had worked, with her hair, now a shade of deep-blue being the only side-effect, she now had innate magic. as for me... I was told i've been cursed. magic didn't like me, and whatever curse had taken a hold of my soul, it didn't like magic back.
if there's one good thing about this stupid incident was that the titan, King, knew about this, apparently his mom(?) had suffered a curse that by all intents and purposes, was similar to mine. there was a treatment, potions, awful tasting potions, that seemed to hold the curse back... the curse in question? A creature of Unknown origin, not from earth, not from the boiling isles, one of many creatures some assholes called "the archivist" captured as sport.
this damned curse was just like some awful degenerative disease, at least that's what it sounded like from the explanations I got, animalistic features that get worse progressively, a full-on transformation that would make me go berserk and become dangerous to anyone and everyone around me, limbs "falling off" my body.
It was too much. and then the potions didn't work
the creature, was unlike the ones there were registered, no wings, a much larger tail and an even worse character, no light sensibility either, just... rampage, incidents, people hurt, because of me.
And me left to deal with the aftermath. it got explained to me later, while the "curse" there was registered was of magic-rejecting nature, and owl-like beast, whatever shared space with me rejected magic as well but was way more aggresive and seemed to me wolf-shaped, I asked if it was like lycanthropy but it wasn't, maybe it could be, if i learned to control it, but for now, blood test, magic test, a barred room to not hurt anyone.