Description: An SI made using the Worm CYOA where I become a Dragon Slaying Hero and Taylor a minion making Witch, where we fight for our wishes.
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I pulled my chair closer to my table and booted up my laptop, I wanted to write my other stories but, an idea had lodged into my head, and it refused to leave. So, I decided to scratch my metaphorical itch.
I made my way to the Worm CYOA page to determine my powers for my new self-insert. Some people think that using that CYOA was a cheap thing to do and let too annoying Mary Sue stories. And I agreed somewhat with that sentiment. And because of that, I had decided to limit my power somewhat.
I hit the link, and the CYOA showed up on my screen. I already had something of a game plan and looked over the options to see if it was viable and if my math was correct, it was.
I choose Standard Mode giving me 5pt to start with. I made my way down to powers, and my eyes landed on the Gamer. I was tempted to take it but, decided against it, I was going to save that for later. I went down to Servants, and I choose the OG Hero of Justice Siegfried costing me 4pt, leaving me one left. I then got down to the Twins sections and selected Sting and Escalation (Lung's Shard). Which left me at -3pt.
To bring it up to plus, I went down to Disadvantages and chose Geas. Mine was that I could not tell anybody about canon Worm so I couldn't tell anyone about the events to come.
The next I choose was the Wanted one and selected the standard of ABB, E88, and PRT. Which brought me back to +2pt.
I then went down to the crossover I wanted and choose Type-Moon which gave me an extra 2pt. Because anything crossed over with Nasu made the world worse.
And so, I made my way back up to Advantages and choose a companion and pumped 4pt into it. One for the cost of the Advantage the rest for buying of powers and as my partner I selected Taylor. I went back up to the powers section to choose hers, and for that, I picked Apprentice Powers.
I had 6pt to do good with and choose Thaumaturgy (Archive), Wand Magic (Archive), and finally, for last point I choose Aura, and her Semblance was Animation in the vein of Big Mom.
Having chosen my powers, I opened my Word Document to begin writing but, when I did pain surged through my head and my vision went black.
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The cold and wet February wind surged through Brocton Bay as Taylor Hebert walked home after another shitty day of school. Having been tormented yet again by the trio that had been the bane of existence for a year and a half.
But, that they did no longer face her, she no longer cared about what they did to her. For nothing compared to what they had done a month ago.
A month ago, she had been looked in her locker, by the trio and to make it worse they had filled it with trash.
A month ago, she had made a deal to get powers.
That's right she had powers now, but they were different from everybody else. Hers were magic, Taylor Hebert could now cast spells. But, they had come at a cost.
For the time, she had been trapped in her locker she had called out for help, for anything to help her, and something had answered her plea. It had called itself Alaya and as Taylor had later come to learn due to the mental archive that went along with her power it was Humanities Will to Survive. And I had wanted to make a deal with Taylor, that in exchange for getting out and overcome the toxins in her body, and getting powers. Taylor would have to serve it in life and afterlife. Taylor had said yes.
And now a month later, Taylor still didn't know what she was supposed to do for the being, but she had an idea of it. However, Taylor still felt like she had gotten the short end of the stick.
Now for the powers that Alaya had given her. She could use three different magic systems. Magecraft, Wand Magic, and Aura. For the first two, she had been granted a sort of mental archive for what she could do with it, a shit ton to say the least and Taylor was still trying figure out all that she could do with it.
Her third power Aura had sadly not come with any sort instruction manual, only two words Aura and Semblance so it had taken her some time to figure out what it did and could do. And as soon as she figured out what her Semblance was, it was evident in hindsight for according to her Magecraft Archive. Aura seemed to be related to the Third True Magic, and her Semblance was an expression of her Origin it being Control, so her Semblance allowed her to animate and control none living things.
There was, however, a limit it, as she quickly found out. It relieved on the amount mass she animated. She could animate a lot of small things or one large thing, her maximum seemed to be about 70kg before not being able to. However, within in that mass limit, she could animate anything the funniest thing that she did with had been animating a few brooms to clean her Workshop.
Taylor let her meanderings go as she took out her key and opened the door to her house, she entered and closed the door behind her.
Taylor took off her jacket and shoes and made her way into the living room and walked over to the home phone to see if anybody had called it. And to her not surprise the answering machine was blinking indicating that somebody had left a message. Taylor pressed the button to play, and the machine figuratively came to life.
"Taylor," That was dad's voice. "I'm sorry to say but, I'm going to work late tonight, so I won't be home for dinner, so you're going to have to make yourself. See you later."
The machine went silent, and Taylor could only sigh. "Typical," she said to herself as she went down into her Workshop, that was formerly known as the basement.
Taylor entered her Workshop, going the through the Wards and Bounded Fields that covered the door to it, she had taken some pride in those.
Her Workshop itself was very simplistic and clean, a few ongoing projects and Mystic Codes were still laying on her main workbench. All her other stuff was stored away in the Space Cabinet she had made. Space Expansions Spells were fucking fantastic for storing things into small spaces.
Taylor walked over to the cabinet and withdrew the item she needed to do what she came down here to do. She placed the bucket of lead-blood paint down onto the floor and animated the insides with her Semblance.
The liquid came out of the bucket and moved across the ground to become the shape, Taylor willed in into. Only a few seconds later the paint had shifted into the Magic Circle she needed for this Ritual.
She lifted her hand into the air and removed the spell that kept the image on it hidden away. There was once an ordinary hand, three Command Seals shimmered into existence. Taylor held her hand towards the Magic Circle she had just made and opened her Magic Circuits up, with an image of a rose wilting. She converted a small part of the infinite source of Od her Wand Magic had given her into Prana, and she focused on what she wanted to summon. She wanted someone who was a real hero, somebody who could help her fight the gangs of the city, somebody who could be her friend and not betray and so Taylor began chanting.
"Ye first, O silver, O iron.
O stone of the foundation, O Archduke of the Contract.
Hear me in the name of our great teacher, the Archmagus Schweinorg.
Let the descending winds be as a wall.
Let the gates in all directions be shut, rising above the crown, and let the three-forked roads to the Kingdom revolve.
Shut. Shut. Shut. Shut. Shut.
Five perfections for each repetition.
And now, let the filled sigils be annihilated in my stead!
Set.
Let thy body rest under my dominion, let my fate rest in thy blade.
If thou submitteth to the call of the Holy Grail, and if thou wilt obey this mind, this reason, then thou shalt respond.
I make my oath here.
I am that person who is become the virtue of all Heaven.
I am that person who is covered with the evil of all Hades.
Thou seven heavens, clad in a trinity of words,
come past thy restraining rings, and be thou the hands that protect the balance-!"
As she finished the chant, the circle seemed to blow up, filling the Workshop up with smoke. For a second disappointment filled Taylor's heart she thought, she failed to do the ritual properly. But, her hope was elevated as she saw a shadow standing in the smoke.
She quickly cast a spell to remove the smoke, to see the Servant she had summoned looked like.
Taylor didn't regret that decision as the person standing in the Magic Circle was the most handsome man, she had ever seen. Armor covered his muscular body, long white hair was atop his head, and a long sword was hanging on his back.
"Servant Saber has answered your summons," the man said. "I ask of you, are you, my Master?"
"Yes." Was the only thing that she could say.