Chapter 2:
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Lakyus woke up on the blackened ground with her sword floating above her, as if defending her body. She felt better than she had in a LONG time. When she tried to get up, it felt as though she simply floated to her feet. Then she remembered what happened. "Oh my GOD!" She exclaimed as she saw a pair of pitch-black wings extending from her spine. As her hand reached out to touch it, she noticed razor sharp claws that looked as though they could rend flesh from bone on the tip of each finger, and the skin around her back now had dark blue scales that faded into normal skin as it went down her arm with her hands just having a small blueish tint.
"Oh, you're finally awake" A now familiar voice echoed in her mind.
"I suppose I should have asked this before, but is this reversible?"
"No, but why would you want to? You are way more powerful in this form, you can use a sword, and continue as a warrior, but you innately know a few spells in this body. Try to channel your aura into your arm and sword, AKA me."
"OK." Lakyus began to imagine the power flowing down her arm and into her sword, and it burst into black flame. Startled, she stopped the energy flow into her arm and almost dropped the sword. "Hellflame." She stated in awe. "Wait, isn't this what Jaldabaoth used when he melted Momon's sword?"
"Ha, observant aren't you. To answer your question, yes, but you aren't that powerful with it yet. Anyway, let's go avenge your friends, and maybe bring them back to life!"
"Yes." Tightly gripping her sword with both hands and shaking like a leaf, Lakyus set off back in the direction she came, when she reached the mouth of the cave, she saw Gagaran's corpse put out on a spike, with no amour on the blood had trickled down the spike and pooled at the base, probably as an effictive warning to anyone planning to enter. "Kilineiram, can you revive her without the ritual that I have to normally do?"
"Yes." Stated the voice in her mind once again.
"Do it." A bright yellowish white wave of energy flowed out of the sword, moving over to the corspe, it disintegrated the spike and entered the body, Lakyus watched in horror as the body grew bright white feathered wings and her skin began to glow with a soft radiance. "WHY DIDN'T YOU REVIVE HER AS A HUMAN?! JUST BECAUSE I AM LIKE THIS DOESN'T MEAN I WANT HER TO SUFFER THROUGH IT TOO!" Lakyus exclaimed in a horrified tone.
"Huh, well, for your information, she revives in relation to whatever her karma, basically how good/evil was." States the sword.
"So you are saying you have no control over what she revives as?!"
"I just said that didn't I?" Lakyus could almost feel the sword raising it's nonexistent eyebrows.
"GAH! WHAT THE FUCK? I THOUGHT I WAS DEAD! Lakyus? Are you there, did you revive me, but then why do I feel stronger?!" Asked the to both herself and anyone else there, the angel spoke in a deep voice very similar to Gagaran, although sounding much more powerful.
"Gagaran? Are you alive?" Responded Lakyus.
"A DEMON?!" Gagaran reached for her war pick, Fel Iron, only to realize that it was gone.
"No, it is me Lakyus, and if you look at yourself, you look different as well."
"Did Kilineiram take over your body? Is that why you look like a demon?" She said glaring at her and bracing herself for an attack before looking at her own body.
"No, I agree- "
"WHAT THE FUCK?! AM I AN ANGEL?!" Gararan interrupted.
"It appears so, if you would let me finish I will explain what happened."
"Ok, how the hell are you so calm, and yes, tell me everything"