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Chapter 62: Risa's Shower Time & Amplified Emotions! Rogue's Feelings! Kusabue's New Spell! Risa's Training With Vengeful Emotions of Dark Magic!
Risa's POV
After I made it back to the town of Kogane with my teammates, I hurriedly ran back home to take a shower. That was Violara's suggestion, since she wanted me to be humble and spend time reflecting on my loss against her in the Heatherberry Swamp. That was the place where I received the dark magenta book, along with accidentally taking Violara's scrunchie. I decided to put the book and the scrunchie in my room, as I would probably need to give them both back to Violara after I finished doing some training. Although, working with the dark magenta magic would have to occur after I learned to wield it better and the first step in that process would involve taking a shower to just think about how this was the first time where it didn't help me defeat my opponent.
Walking into the bathroom that had a light pink tiled floor and bubblegum pink walls did make me feel like I could calmly reflect on my failure with my favorite color surrounding me, and I wasted no time with removing all of my torn and dirtied clothes. I left them on the floor, trying to ignore the pungent odor of the poison that reeked from those clothes, and I walked away from them for the purpose of going to the pink sliding glass door. I pulled it to the right, opening the shower's door, and I closed it with a soft smile on my face.
I continued to smile as I stood in the light pink bathtub, and I let my left hand grab the circular faucet that was on the left side. Turning that faucet caused hot water to emerge from the showerhead, and I grabbed a pink washcloth that was in the bubblegum pink basket that was attached to the wall in front of me. As I grabbed a light pink bar of soap to scrub it on the washcloth and on my body, the sight of my light pink hair getting wet and cold made me briefly imagine myself being down in that sea of Violara's poisons again.
That only made my soft smile start to turn into a slight frown, and I began to feel very defeated. Even though I made Sorano and my other friends think that I recovered from the poison without still feeling horrible, that was wrong of me. Just like when I needed to stop suppressing my past drama, I needed to stop acting as if I had taken my loss against Violara very well. I hated the fact that I lost, especially when my dark magenta magic had always helped me take down powerful opponents such as Kyoko, Yaeko, and Hiyasu. If Hiyasu had seen how one of the most powerful mages from Cerulean Frost's event had battled today, she probably would've been embarrassed to have lost against me. I was striving to be a powerful and kind princess of Parmanie, but how could I lose in an important battle today?
"How could I be so weak?" I disappointingly thought to myself, before making my right hand gently touch the wall in front of me.
Violara's stern words from earlier echoed in my mind as a response, "Your heart is weak, having no feelings of evil, and it's reflective of you being too weak to defeat me."
"There was nothing wrong with the kinds of emotions that I infuse into my spells!" I thought to myself in a stubborn and defensive manner, trying to hold on to the stubbornness of my ego as I scrubbed my body in an aggressive manner."
"If you yourself hadn't become evil earlier, I would've taken your life for attempting to kill me. You may use Psychic Magic, but eliminating me after Mauveria's defeat wasn't part of your job. Whether she's a princess or a gatekeeper, the strongest dark witch never betrays her own philosophy on whether people should value life or choose to die." Violara's soft and harsh voice stated from within my own thoughts, as I frustratingly groaned from her words not leaving my mind.
Despite the fact that that I couldn't refute Violara's claim, I felt fearful of her. She made me feel as if I had been using my dark magenta magic in a passive manner, almost like she had been trying to warn me that continuously infusing anger and determination into those specific spells of Psychic Magic was making them fail to be unleashed at their full potential. I had always perceived myself to be fighting at my highest amount of strength, but was I holding myself back by not succumbing to feelings of rage?
I tightly clenched my fists in an enraged manner, nearly crushing the soap in my left hand, and a groan of frustration escaped from my lips. I felt that it was my fault that the team struggled so much against Violara, since Sorano's healing spell that was used on me had felt like I wasted her time, and I should've just let Rogue fully be the leader in the fight. I had felt him kiss me when we were engulfed in the wave of sludge, but the fact that he still got poisoned without me being able to help him was what caused me to feel like a terrible leader who needed to think about my own failings right now.
I let tears fall from my eyes while thinking about how nothing could've been done to prevent Violara's poison from spreading out of the Heatherberry Swamp, since she could fight from a distance and punch enemies during situations involving close combat. My body trembled in sadness at the thought of how Violara outsmarted me, no matter which strategy or spell I tried to create, and she really was a death-loving woman who could've ended my life. Not only did she have a high amount of magical power and brute strength, her spell that involved the poison altering my body's structure made me feel so sick to where she could've made me perish if she had poisoned my entire body at a much faster rate.
"Since she's a dark witch and I'm a psychic mage, I guess she probably did view me as a weakling throughout the entire fight." I thought to myself with a saddened facial expression, as the thought of Violara's poison and my stress made me feel a wave of nausea quickly rise up from my stomach.
After grabbing strawberry-scented shampoo from the basket where the soap was located, I thought to myself after pouring most of the shampoo into my hair, "I... I have to admit it. I can't win against anyone such as Violara, unless I become stronger."
As I washed my hair that had been coated with purple dirt and purple muck, I thought about how Violara had even told me that I wouldn't be strong enough to rescue my friends without becoming her servant. Being in servitude to Violara wasn't something that I wanted to do, since I wanted to avoid dying today, but I had the idea of learning to fight like a dark witch. The water washed away the purple dirt with some of my pink hairs mixed into it, and seeing that mixture circle around in the drain only made me believe that I needed to resign to my fate of being the kind of psychic mage who needed to fight with more maliciousness.
My left hand aggressively turned the faucet, making my shower reach a much hotter temperature, and I just wanted the heat to help me with having thoughts of vengeance. I had seen Minerva, the woman who had been part of Sabertooth at a past point in time, and I really did want to attack her for helping Maruberiki with his horrible plan of eliminating mages. He wouldn't get rid of me, since I felt that this mission would require me to be angry at several of his cult members. If they were all serious with following his beliefs, then I hated them. I despised his soulless followers, and they would all need to experience feelings of pain.
Unleashing my feelings of rage and fury on them wouldn't exactly be unethical, since I was determined to stop them from hurting other people. The idea of taking them down with my dark magenta magic surprisingly made me elicit a soft moan, which occurred as the washcloth touched my breasts, and I proceeded to start washing my ass as my hair gently touched it. The thought of inflicting vengeance on those who deserved to feel my emotional pain actually caused me to make my lips form a slightly evil smile, and I poured some shampoo on my thighs to gently rub it on to my vagina. As my vagina became covered in soap, the steam and the hot water made me blush light pink in a sultry manner. Was the thought of vengeance amplifying my other emotions such as wanting to feel pleasure?
I sighed blissfully as I began to pump inside my own pussy with two fingers, thrusting fast as I washed it, and I felt peaceful as my other hand washed my huge ass. I gently pushed my ass against the wall, before dropping my pink soap, and bending over to pick it up only made me feel like I had a poisoned and dirty mind from wanting to make myself feel like I was having sex in the shower. Although, the heat in my stomach was quickly doused from how my ass accidentally moved the faucet for cold water and turned off the hot faucet. The hot water that had nearly burned my body now felt much colder, almost as if I was trying to relax myself for when I'd have to encounter Violara again and be humble in front of the woman who talked down to me as if I had truly been her subservient witch.
Meanwhile, in the Heatherberry Swamp... (Violara's POV)
After getting that book for the weak psychic mage, I decided to end my day with a hot bath to celebrate the fact that I technically obtained a victory. Despite forfeiting the overall battle, I still managed to beat the person who was truly the weakest one in the group. Psychic Magic could be stolen by dark witches, who naturally had an advantage in fights against psychic mages, and they were honestly destined for failure because of how they seemed too scared to give up their souls or fight with negative emotions other than anger or arrogance.
It was actually humorous to see that girl with dark magenta hair use several fiery spells with feelings of anger, since they left behind a tremendous amount of smoke that I could transform into poison, and she just seemed so inexperienced with fighting against dark witches. I had been trying my best to end her life, but seeing her embrace that dark magic to temporarily become evil had been interesting. The psychic mage's eyes had been in two different colors, as she was using her own magic with my feelings of rage and aggression mixed into it, but it seemed like she wouldn't fully commit herself to those feelings.
I would commit myself to the hot bath that I wanted to enjoy, and entering the bathroom allowed me to see the hot purple walls that complimented the Heather purple tiled floor. I unzipped the back of my violet evening dress, allowing it to fall to the floor, and I took off my necklace before removing my lacy dark lilac underwear. After removing my underwear, I took off my violet bra and placed it on the floor. As I was about to take my hair out of the ponytail, I touched my head in a puzzled manner. My hair didn't have my most beautiful scrunchie anywhere near it, and I hadn't left it in my small bedroom. Where did it go?
I'd have to deal with this puzzling matter later, though. Right now, I was walking towards the hot purple bathtub with a proud smile on my face. I gently got my feet out of my shoes, before turning the red faucet above the shower water's pipe for steaming hot water to emerge from it. As the water quickly started to fill up the bathtub, I picked up the violet bottle of oleander-scented body wash and the lavender washcloth that were on the right side of the bathtub. They were near my Communications Lacrima Crystal, which had some soap bubbles float near it after I poured some of the body wash into it.
"This feels so... relaxing." I calmly stated aloud, before sighing in a blissful manner as I got into the water and sat down in the bath.
As I started to feel peaceful in the bath and relax my muscles, I softly smiled at how I had fulfilled Sorano's favor. That former dark mage wanted me to make her friend realize that the battles for this last ring were not going to end in Sabertooth's favor with any of their group's mages being passive with how they wielded their magic, and hearing that the psychic woman was going to be a princess at some point really made me feel sorry for her. If she couldn't completely protect herself or her friends, how could she be the best princess for her town?
That seemed rather foolish, as even the kindest princess would need to let enemies see that she had a vicious side. If a princess was too scared to unleash her magic at its full potential, then she would only be making herself fight at a weak level of power. From my perspective, that was just a disgraceful way for a princess to behave. Therefore, Sorano's friend really needed to learn how to unleash her feelings of vengeance and malice more often. If she kept being subservient to the evil nature of her dark magenta magic, then being evil for her specific goals didn't seem like such a bad thing to me.
I started to smirk in a devious manner from realizing that Sorano's friend named Risa was probably experiencing the urge to train hard as a dark psychic, and the dark magic would overtake her mind to where she would probably want to make herself become much stronger. She would never be as powerful as me, but that evil look in her eyes from when she turned evil actually made me feel interested about which emotions would heavily wash over her right now. As I imagined her expressing rage before crying about losing to me, my Communications Lacrima Crystal loudly rang. It was tapped by some soap bubbles, causing me to briefly see Minerva before I started using the washcloth to wash my thick thighs.
"Violara, why is the western gate open?! Why did you let those idiots from Sabertooth escape after they defeated Mauveria?!" Minerva asked me with an angry look on her face, before glaring at me as I sighed nonchalantly.
That prompted me to reply with a calm look on his face, "Well, I only battled them for fun after assuming that they trespassed into my swamp. After defeating a psychic mage who was too persistent to just let her ass easily get kicked, I felt satisfied. Besides, I'm not interested in taking any blame for Mauveria's loss."
Minerva responded in a stern and furious manner, "That psychic mage was Risa Ryusei, and she absorbed a decent amount of Maruberiki's dark magic! Violara, you should've hypnotized her into being your loyal servant!"
"Exploiting her weakness and breaking her down physically, mentally, and emotionally was the perfect form of psychological torture to use on a psychic mage, you newbie. This will only push her to keep using the dark magenta magic, and she'll eventually embrace the evil nature of her magic. I have no need to hypnotize her, since she'll let the darkness and evil thoughts poison her own mind to where her magic may reach the levels of dark witches." I explained in a relaxed manner, before raising my thighs up from the water to wash them.
As I used the washcloth to scrub my thighs with one hand and scrub my large breasts with my other hand, I could only smirk with anticipation at how Risa would probably feel so angry and vengeful about her loss. I hoped that she would enjoy a long and hot shower, since every tear that fell from her crying eyes would be like a drops of her overly determined attitude ebbing away for only her humility to remain. If she didn't encounter me for the chance of seeing her strategies fail, then she would've only been killed by someone less merciful.
I really thought that the deal with Sorano would end in my favor with Risa being revived as a husk, as I could've easily persuaded her to respect the color purple, and she would've been a dark witch who wouldn't wear pungent pink clothes. They were so gaudy to look at, unlike the purple soap bubbles and clouds of hot steam that emerged from the bathtub. If Risa had insisted on taking a shower here, then I would've at least made that cowering girl scrub my back for me. That would've been another nice way of humbling her, since she needed to just obey whoever was stronger than her.
If she desired to prove that she could truly be as strong as a dark witch, then she just needed to wield some of the spells that were in the dark magenta book. If she unleashed those particular spells in the Heatherberry Swamp, then I would love to see the dark lilac aura again. Not only did Risa seem much more evil when her magic was in that color, but she could probably enjoy dealing with my powerful witches and their hexes. The thought of Risa absorbing their hexes only made sadism appear in my eyes while steam fogged up my bath, and I sighed happily at the thought of her endlessly training against my mages who had lost their souls. Not only would this girl become more like one of us, but I'd love to see the shadow dragon slayer react to his evil princess and bride inflicting pain to where he'd want to be her vicious king during their eventual wedding.
The next day, in Kogane Town... (Rogue's POV)
Frosch and I followed Risa to the fountain, staying close to her after we had met up in the Sabertooth guild for the second day of this adventure. Risa was strangely just wearing a pink undershirt with some pink pajama shorts that went well with her light pink sandals, and I had to wonder why she wasn't intent on buying a new fashionable outfit today. She may have been bested yesterday by someone who wore purple clothing, but I didn't want Risa to think that she needed to start abandoning her own sense of style.
Even if it was temporary, the idea of Risa wielding dark magic and becoming evil just didn't feel great to me. In fact, the sight of that dark magenta book she was still carrying in her hands only made me look at her in a concerned manner. If she made herself obtain more spells of dark magenta magic, would she end up becoming as evil as dark witch? I personally wanted her to avoid that fate, since I couldn't imagine Risa being an evil person. Even if she killed dark witches with feelings of malice, I wouldn't be okay with it.
I didn't want Risa to become more and more vicious as time went on, especially since I had an evil future self. In the Grand Magic Games, Levia was the dragon who informed me that they were only following my future self's commands while he wanted to be a vicious king who ruled over dragons. He had been the one talking to me through my shadow, wanting me to embrace being evil. However, I couldn't step on to that path in life. He may have wanted to give me much more power, but unrestrained power would only lead to self-destruction.
Since the mages from Fairy Tail informed me at the banquet about Sting being killed by my future self for him to wield two types of magic, I just felt worried that Risa was putting herself on a path towards doing something similar. If Lucy obtained that last ring to wield Darkness Magic, would Risa kill her and take the ring to make herself become a dark witch wielding dark and psychic magic while also having shadowy abilities. Even if Risa wanted to make herself be filled with rage and powerful like a lion, I could only sit down on the fountain's ledge beside her and just look very concerned.
"Risa, listen to me. When we go back to Gunjou Town, you can't just rely on feeling vengeful or enraged." I stated to her in a stern manner, narrowing my eyes as I looked at my girlfriend.
Risa responded with a slight frown on her face, "Rogue, I can't get stronger without increasing the level of power in my dark magenta magic. It may cause me to have evil thoughts, but being weak in any upcoming fight won't help me protect my friends."
That prompted me to reply in a calm manner, seeing a flaw in Risa's logic, "You can't call yourself weak after losing a fight, Risa. You can get stronger and devise strategies without relying on strengthening that dark magenta magic. If you lose yourself in becoming a dark witch, then you would end up only valuing power more than loving me. A good princess loves her people, instead of power."
Risa disagreed with me in a saddened manner, as her eyes began to display feelings of anxiety, "If I don't have more power, then I wouldn't even be able to say that I love and desire to protect people who I care about! Rogue, I'm embracing dark magic for good reasons!"
That last sentence from Risa made me seem a bit surprised, and my eyes were filled with more feelings of concern. Even if Risa would embrace her dark magic, could she fully have control over it? I hoped that Risa wasn't hearing any shadows tell her that she needed to unleash the full strength of her magic, as one of her spells would probably be strengthened to the point where she could destroy an entire town without protecting innocent citizens. If Risa couldn't protect people and became too berserk, I would have to restrain her.
I didn't want Risa to become someone who was desperate to obtain power, since she had been trying to make her spells change into different shades of pink. In my opinion, there was no reason why Risa couldn't make any of her light pink or magenta spells become dark magenta instead of trying to strengthen magic that was already powerful. She was such a strong mage, but Risa was still less experienced as a guild wizard than myself or Lucy. If she wanted to follow in Lucy's footsteps and learn more spells, then I would just have to hope that Risa wouldn't use too much power when making her magic become dark lilac.
That shade of her magic felt a bit haunting to me, as I thought that the dark lilac aura even allowed Risa to create shadows in that specific shade of purple. Those weren't normal black shadows, and I did feel curious about what would happen if Risa fused her dark magenta spells with dark lilac shadows. Would they become much more malicious after gaining tremendous amounts of power, almost as if Risa's spells would be like shadows of their former selves? If Risa's magic became corrupted after eating my magic in that fight against Kyoko, then I felt like I needed to say what had been on my mind.
"Even if you become evil at times, Risa, I would still love you. Besides, you wouldn't have had to eat my magic and unlock a new tier of Psychic Magic if I hadn't died against Kyoko. Don't think that you need to turn evil like her or my future self, Risa." I explained to her with a regretful facial expression, thinking that Risa's boosts in power had been because of me.
She asked me with curiosity in her eyes, as she frowned, "Your future self was evil?"
"Yes, Risa. Natsu-san never told me most of details, but the fact that he wielded light meant that he killed Sting in that timeline. However, you're different from someone who just relies on shadows and darkness. Having that dark magenta magic doesn't make you evil, but knowing when to unleash it at full strength will be what ultimately makes you be the strongest and kindest queen." I replied in a kind manner, not wanting to discourage Risa.
She simply stated in a soft tone of voice with a slightly surprised facial expression, "Rogue..."
Judging by how she began to slightly smile at me, I felt that I managed to give Risa some important advice for her to think about. She could use her dark magenta magic at full strength, but only in moderation. This seemed like a decent compromise, since seeing it become dark lilac too often would mean that Risa was making herself be swayed into becoming a vicious dark witch, and not putting enough emotion into her dark magenta magic would just make it be weak. Since Risa probably didn't want to be perceived as weak by strong witches such as Violara, I could understand where her humble and desperate attitude was stemming from.
I wouldn't have been surprised if Risa wanted to go back into the Heatherberry Swamp for the purpose of training with new spells of dark magenta magic, due to several of Violara's powerful witches being in that place. If they could strike Risa's spells with hexes that would poison her magic, then she could hopefully activate the dark lilac magic as a way of trying to build an immunity to poison. That would probably also assist Risa with trying to build up an immunity to hexes, but would that even be possible?
The witches in the Heatherberry Swamp hadn't struck us with any hexes, but the fact that they worked on Violara meant that she hadn't built up any kind of resistances to them. Therefore, I had determination in my eyes from realizing that I would need to accompany Risa to that toxic swamp when she wanted to begin training. If she couldn't find any spells in that book for her level of speed to increase, then I would just use Shadow Drive to intercept those attacks. That was the least I could do for Risa, especially since she fought just as hard as any of us yesterday. She didn't have much of a happy reaction from finding out that Kūkiatsu was able to make Violara forfeit against him, even though Kusabue was happily that her older brother technically delivered the finishing blow in that fight, and I hoped that Risa would feel happier during her upcoming training session.
Meanwhile, in the fashion store... (Kusabue's POV)
Risa-sama didn't buy anything from the fashion store today, and that really took me by surprise. She would normally be advising me on which fashionable outfits were the best ones for me to wear, even if I didn't agree with all of her decisions. She would probably dislike my choice of picking out a mauve purple top hat that matched a cute and plain purple dress that I wanted to buy, but the colors looked very beautiful to me. I wanted this outfit to be completed by picking out some dark orchid purple shoes that were in my size, and they had the designs of round and menacing purple ghosts on the fronts of them.
The shoes were part of a sale that originated from Gunjou Town, which was evident from a poster above the shoe rack displaying Miss Rairakku again. She now wore an intimidating-looking dark lilac dress with lacing on the shoulders, and she wore a lavender necklace that consisted of eerie-looking flames. Her leggings were also lavender, which made them go well with her dark mauve high-heeled shoes, and she now had dark purple highlights in her hair to compliment her dark orchid eye shadow.
Miss Rairakku looked so scary, yet she also looked very cool in the poster that was advertising Gunjou's clothes. I hoped that Risa-sama would take me to the fashion store for us to buy some beautiful purple clothes, and I did wonder if her loss against Violara would influence Risa-sama to view purple clothes as being extremely beautiful. She always criticized them, never liking how the purple clothes were corresponding to dark magic, but I thought that dark clothes could be beautiful. Since my green hair was also dark, how could I be wrong?
I smiled nicely while looking at all of the purple clothes that were on sale, feeling determined to buy all of them at different points in time, and it would be so great for me to look intimidating. Just because I was a little girl, I could wear wine purple clothes and look menacing as I fought powerful enemies. In fact, the current outfit that I picked out would've been good for me to wear during that fight against Mauveria. That fight was definitely tough, but I was glad to have been capable of striking Mauveria when she was invisible. That proved my toughness, and I turned to smile at Kūkiatsu-onii-chan as I hoped that he viewed me as a powerful ally.
"You may have done well yesterday, Kusabue, but the battles from here on out on going to get tougher." He told me with a calm facial expression, having a feeling of strictness in his eyes.
That caused me to reply in a defensive manner, feeling a bit disrespected, "Kūkiatsu-onii-chan, you don't need to worry about me! I'm a strong mage like Risa-sama, and I can absorb tons of sound waves to where I can severely injure my enemies!"
"Kusabue, having high amounts of power isn't the only way for you to be a strong mage. You may like strong women such as that girl in the poster, but there's nothing wrong with showing mercy to a defeated enemy." He explained to me in a kind manner, squatting down to be at eye level with me.
At that moment, I gave my older brother a puzzled look. He wanted me to show mercy to an enemy, even if I was a powerful person who could defeat them? He was always so smart, but my big brother just said something that I couldn't really comprehend. Enemies who attacked my friends or myself deserved no mercy, and showing them any form of mercy or sympathy would probably just make them believe that they could use that chance to unleash deadly attacks. I didn't want any dark witches or warlocks attacking my older brother, so I would gladly make them experience feelings of pain.
Pain was something that my older brother and I had dealt with for a long amount of time, due to the researchers harassing us and attacking us over the Emerald Green Ring, and I always wanted us to have happy lives. My big brother thought that he was helping our family by working at the research lab, but those elite researchers such as Yaeko always hated me for having dark green hair. It hadn't even been my fault that I wasn't born with my hair in a lighter shade of green, but people acted as if I needed to be blamed for it.
Even though Risa-sama had killed Yaeko, I sometimes wished that my Sound Magic had been strong enough for me to take her down. Even if loud winds could obscure sound, the waves of sound in the wind could be absorbed by me and I would've gladly hit Yaeko with the most destructive sounds imaginable. The sound of Wind Magic detonating loudly seemed pleasurable to me, along with slicing winds also exploding, and I started to smile in an arrogant manner from strongly believing that the soft sound of a breeze could create a massive explosion. As I was having fun with thinking about the power of my Sound Magic, I started to look curious about the shamrock green aura beginning to engulf my body.
"What's happening, Kūkiatsu-onii-chan?" I asked him with a surprised facial expression, since I hadn't unleashed any spells by accident.
Upon touching the shamrock green aura and seeing it grow larger from the sound of his fingers rustling it, he concluded with a calm look on his face, "Relax, Kusabue. You've just learned a new spell, that's all. You strongly thought about your magic, and it manifested itself into something that could be good."
As I felt curious enough to clench my fists and imagine the sound being much louder, I stated with a happy smile on my face from hearing my knuckles crack at a somewhat deafening frequency, "You're right! This is definitely a new spell!"
Although, how would I really use it in a consistent way? I cracked my knuckles again without imagining the sound, only for the frequency of the sound to seem very normal. I looked at my older brother, who glanced at the sight of the female cashier getting her fingers out of her ears after hearing that strident noise. This spell seemed to only activate when I was thinking about the sound that needed to occur, but there was also the important matter of directing the sound at a specific enemy instead of making it hurt everyone's ears.
I didn't want to harm my friends, and I smiled nicely from turning my head to see Lucy walk into the fashion store with Sting by her side. He seemed to smile at the fact that Lucy wore an icy blue skirt with a cobalt blue midriff shirt exposing her stomach, and I liked the fact that she wore azure blue flat shoes with small sky blue rolling ocean waves on the fronts of them. My eyes were filled with happiness from imagining Ice Magic being applied to Lucy's feet with every step that she took, and that interestingly caused her to start walking much faster.
She hastily walked past me, comically looking surprised about what was going on, and she just kept letting me increase her level of speed with every single step that she took. That only made me feel like taking steps towards the counter with the purple outfit that I picked out earlier for myself, and I took out fifty-thousand jewels from the left pocket of my dark green sweater that matched my shamrock green jeans. After putting the money on the counter and hearing the cashier start to scan the clothes that would be paid, I glanced out the store's window to smile in a kind manner at the sight of Risa happily walking off somewhere with Rogue and Frosch.
Four hours later, in the Heatherberry Swamp... (Narrator POV)
Rogue and Risa arrived back at the entrance of the Heatherberry Swamp, and the sight of the muck softly bubbling meant that Violara's group of witches had been hiding in the bogs. They wouldn't emerge from under the muck unless they were threatened, which prompted Risa to create an Esper Ball in her right hand. She threw it into a bog, creating a light pink blast that made the muck splash up from the water, and Risa watched a witch activate a hex for gathering up all the muck in midair to turn it into a Heather purple sphere.
Upon seeing Risa enter the Heatherberry Swamp, the witch thrusted her right hand forward to send the sphere towards the pink-haired girl. The thought of losing against another dark witch made Risa narrow her eyes in an enraged manner, prompting the dark magenta aura to quickly surround her body, and she opened the book to unleash her newest spell. Risa randomly landed on the spell known as Dark Magenta Shadow Bomb, and she aimed her right hand at the witch's attack. That caused the dark magenta aura to lunge towards the orb of sludge, and it began to surround the projectile. In the next few seconds, the orb's black shadow rose up from the ground and became dark magenta. It quickly formed a barrier in front of the orb, resulting in a massive dark magenta blast!
The blast had the aftereffect of making dark magenta shadows outward, and Risa ran towards them. She proceeded to consume those shadows, which resulted in her magic becoming much stronger, and the aura around her body grew much larger. That prompted her to turn a few pages of her dark magenta book, and Risa came across the spell known as Magenta's Dark Hypnosis. Risa's dark magenta eyes began to darkly glow, before they repeatedly looked to her left and right sides in a slow manner. The slow speed in which her eyes moved seemed very odd, but Rogue widened his eyes in shock from noticing the movements of the nearest witches.
When they locked eyes with Risa at any point during this spell's duration of time, the witches began to get surrounded by a dark magenta aura. They proceeded to aim their scepters at Risa, who smirked confidently from seeing the scepters have their orbs become dark magenta as she dropped the book, and Risa watched the witches cast hexes that made some of the bogs have twisters of poisonous muck emerge from them. She decided to just run towards them while the witches sent the twisters towards her at a much more rapid pace, and one of the witches obeyed Risa's telepathic command of making the Heather purple twisters become dark lilac in the last few moments before they would drench her with a lethal amount of poison.
"I need to embrace the dark magic. I need to enjoy all of its negative emotions." Risa thought to herself in a calm manner, as she let her body be showered with poison.
Upon seeing the witches follow her commands of infusing more of their magic and hatred into the spell, Risa thought to herself with her lips forming a slightly evil smile, "This will definitely give me much more power."
She proceeded to let her body become heavily coated in the poison, which was now dark lilac, and absorbing it all into her body actually made Risa feel pleasured. She began to feel her muscles being strengthened while her level of magical power increased, and one of her eyes changed to being dark lilac. Her lips began to form a sultry and evil grin, which made Rogue look a bit worried. He watched Risa unleash a new spell called Dark Lilac's Malicious Soul Decimation. Risa dropped the dark magenta book, before aiming both of her hands at the dark witches.
Risa created a dark lilac sphere in between her palms, and the sphere grew to an average size while its shadow bounced upward to touch the sphere. When the shadow touched the orb, it became a dark purple beam that orbited around the projectile. That surprisingly made the sphere triple in size, before it had a new shadow that rose upward to split itself into two dark magenta beams that orbited around the sphere, and the orb started to grow larger with a new shadow forming beneath it.
Risa punched the attack with her left fist, infusing more of her magical power into the attack, and she watched the sphere head towards the witches. The previous spell that had hypnotized them began to wear off, causing them to look puzzled for a few moments, and the witches couldn't react fast enough to evade or nullify Risa's attack. It ended up striking them to create a massive explosion in a dark lilac color, its dark magic adding more heat to the air for the poisonous gases and the muck to also detonate, and the witches let out screams of agonizing pain.
"Well, those screams are enjoyable to me. Therefore, let's have more screaming." Risa stated in a devious tone of voice, as another new spell was visualized in her mind.
Risa shouted in a fierce manner, as feelings of hatred entered her eyes, "Dark Lilac Bewilderment Beam!"
She fired a large beam of dark magic from her mouth, aiming it at a sole witch who emerged up from the sludge of a bog, and the beam started to grow in size from the shadows of the explosions being pulled to it. That power boost also made the beam slightly become dark magenta with dark lilac rings starting to surround it, and the rings stretched forward like shadows when the beam got closer to the witch. She aimed her scepter at the beam, attempting to shrink it with a hex. However, the Heather purple aura of dark magic only gave more power to the beam upon touching it.
The beam began to slightly become Heather purple, before its dark lilac aura ended up bursting out in a pulsating wave. When the dark witch was hit by the wave of energy, she began to see the entire Heatherberry Swamp be in a dark lilac color while the beam itself shifted to being dark magenta with the beam's shadow having that same color. The dark witch started to have a confused look in her eyes, as the area around her begin to spin rapidly with her own shadow stretching towards the beam. She couldn't stop herself from getting struck by the beam, resulting in a dark lilac blast that was enormous.
Upon hearing the blast, Risa began to giggle in a sadistic manner from realizing that this spell was strong enough to obliterate powerful mages such as Violara. That only made Risa hurriedly go towards the run-down house, grinning as she still had feelings of vengeance in her heart when thinking about Violara, and Risa wanted to incinerate that venom-wielding mage. However, the sight of Violara slowly opening her door whilst wearing violet and lacy lingerie caused Risa to stop in her tracks. She proceeded to inhale all of the poison gas that was in the swamp right now, before drinking some of the nearby sludge that was still extremely hot, and Risa created dark lilac flames in her hands. Although, her fiery feelings of revenge were quelled by Violara building up her Heather purple aura to an intense degree and Risa's hot flames couldn't intimidate the witch who had an extremely vicious glare on her face.
Violara's vicious personality made Risa feel like she could only unleash a Dark Lilac Bewilderment Beam in the form of a tiny attack that grazed the underside of the older woman's left breast, and seeing Violara stretch out her hands to activate Poison Chemical Pull only made Risa proceed to stare into the witch's soulless eyes that displayed a thirst for vengeance. Violara made several Heather purple bubbles emerge from her palms, striking Risa with all of these bubbles containing poisonous sludge, and she hoped that Risa would be heavily wounded by the explosive bubbles.
Right before they could detonate and cover Risa's entire body in poisonous violet sludge, Risa activated Stellar Psi while moving her right hand that had a dark magenta aura weakly surrounding it. She aimed it at all of the bubbles, causing them to levitate, and Risa watched the bubbles explode above her in midair! That only made the violet sludge rain down on her in thick amounts while the explosive nature of the spell made it be at a hot temperature, and more poison was in the air. Risa proceeded to inhale air, before picking up the last explosion's shadow to eat it.
After eating that shadow, Risa began to smirk in an evil and pleasant manner from how her hair became dark lilac. She seemed to be enjoying this new color of her magic, embracing her dark thoughts and even letting her magic absorb Violara's vengeful feelings. Risa wanted to get revenge on her for countering her earlier attack that had been weak, prompting her to apply the dark lilac aura to her feet, and she ran back to get the dark magenta book. Risa opened the book again as she ran back towards Violara, and she found another new spell that could be unleashed.
Risa activated the spell called Dark Magenta Lilac's Blooming Poison, and Risa aimed her head upward. She shot out a large cloud of dark lilac psychic energy from her mouth, before seeing the swamp's poisonous air go into it. The poison was propelled back into the Heatherberry Swamp, but it came from the dark lilac shadow of the large cloud. Several shadowy bubbles began to emerge from the shadow, which became dark magenta and eerily glowed for a few seconds. The bubbles in the cloud weren't actually being filled with a high amount of toxicity, but the opposite statement was occurring for the bubbles emerging from the shadow.
"Stellar Lilac Dark Magenta Psi!" Risa evilly stated, before using her right hand to swiftly levitate one of her poisonous bubbles towards Violara.
That prompted Violara to maliciously reply, smirking deviously as she ran towards Risa with a counterattack of her own, "Chemical Venom Bubble."
Violara calmly exhaled seven Heather purple bubbles from her mouth, and they all roughly pushed themselves into Risa's poisonous bubble. The clashing spells resulted in a massive explosion, but Risa used the dark lilac light to her advantage by levitating the rest of her bubbles to quickly go through it. They followed her telepathic dark thought of striking Violara with this dirty trick, and Risa watched her bubbles create several dark lilac blasts. The shadows of those blasts were dark magenta for a moment, prompting Risa to aim her hand at them and levitate the shadows towards her.
After she inhaled all of the shadows, Risa had feelings of satisfaction and viciousness in her eyes from seeing the attack strike Violara. However, the dark lilac clouds of smoke were absorbed by the cloud overhead to reveal that Violara was slowly emerging from the remnants of her damaged husk while she had been unscathed. The Poison Husk spell would definitely be a hindrance for Risa in this little training session, but she wasted no time with turning pages in the book and activating a spell that was known as Dark Lilac's Aromatic Beam.
Risa aimed her right hand up at the cloud, which began to eerily shine in a dark lilac color. The cloud began to break itself up into a swirling mass of somewhat smaller clouds, and dark lilac streams of that aura began to descend from the clouds. They took the form of dark lilac beams that exuded sweet aroma down on to the Heatherberry Swamp, almost smelling like a strong lilac-scented perfume, and Risa lowered her hand down for the purpose of aiming it at Violara. The powerful witch got to see and smell the dark lilac perfume surround her, but Violara thought that using a spell such as Requiem of Darkened Smog would help her counter this attack.
"What's going on?!" Violara asked aloud in a surprised manner, seeing the dark lilac aura in her right hand become immobilized as it was coated by the aroma.
Risa explained with a devious smile on her face, liking this spell's effect, "Your spell's magic is frozen for a while, Violara. You can't move, either."
"Well, you've certainly tried to be less of a reckless princess." Violara responded with a stern frown on her face, willing to give Risa a tiny amount of respect.
Risa proved that she was careful with her spells, since she also couldn't use any other spells while this one was active, and she watched the beams of Psychic Magic come down upon Violara. The first beam created a dark lilac blast that had the aroma thickly emerge from it, followed by the second beam creating a much larger blast, and the energy itself being frozen in place allowed the other beams to gain more power upon striking this particular spot. The final beam created an explosion that was quite massive while its dark lilac color filled the sky, but Violara didn't even scream in pain.
She merely endured the attack, before the dark lilac smoke quickly became dark magenta and faded away to reveal that she was heavily bruised. Some parts of her skin were also burnt, due to the motionless blasts retaining all of their heat until the final attack struck her. Violara began to pant in a somewhat exhausted manner, not thinking that Risa would be the kind of dark witch who wouldn't allow her opponents to experience any seconds of mercy, and the powerful woman simply smiled at her in a manner that showed viciousness with a sense of being impressed.
Risa smiled back with immense feelings of malice in her eyes, before falling forward from putting too much of her negative emotions and magical power into that spell. She watched her dark lilac hair become dark magenta, before changing to magenta, and it soon became light pink. As the pink-haired girl was about to land on the marshy ground, she felt herself be caught by Rogue gently putting his arm around her waist. He gently helped Risa stand up straight, before turning her around to give her a kind smile. Upon seeing Rogue's nice smile, Risa's eyes began to have calmness in them while she started to smile in a kind manner. She felt glad to see his proud face, liking the fact that she hadn't been evil enough to accidentally injure Rogue, and the shadow dragon slayer proceeded to give Risa a soft kiss on the lips. Even though Risa would have to use that dark lilac magic in real fights taking place in Gunjou, Rogue felt that she was on a good path towards putting the right amounts of magical power and emotion into her attacks like a wise princess.
30 minutes later, in Gunjou Town...
Risa and Rogue left the Heatherberry Swamp, taking the western entrance as a familiar way of getting into the town of Gunjou. Being back in the town again made Risa waste no time with seeing if the fashion store would have any dark mages guarding it, but she surprisingly saw witches and warlocks walk past it while any damage to their clothing didn't seem to justify any reason to visit the fashion store. Risa felt that she needed to go into that establishment, though, and she walked towards the fashion store with Rogue beside her.
He glanced at the left and right sides of the street, only hearing the loudest sound in this part of town be someone poorly playing a leaf whistle, and none of Maruberiki's cult members seemed interested in attacking Rogue or Risa. The shadow dragon slayer and his girlfriend proceeded to glance at the sign that was outside the fashion store, seeing it claim that nothing was for sale, and this caused Risa to have a puzzled facial expression as she gently turned the doorknob. The fashion store's front door was opened, yet the purple clothing being promoted in other towns wasn't getting sales here.
Walking into this fashion store made Risa and Rogue immediately feel unsettled, due to the fact that the moonlight shining in through the windows had been the only source of light in this store. Risa created a light pink aura in her left hand for it to act as a second source of light, and she was surprised to see that the outfits on racks were all poorly made. The skirts were torn in some places, created to be the wrong lengths for the racks that they were meant to be on, and the violet shoe rack contained shoes that looked extremely worn down like they had been made with the weakest kinds of crafting materials.
This fashion store made Risa's eyes twitch with feelings of anger, as the clothes in this store seemed so disrespectful to the sheer idea of fashion itself, and she took notice of how all the clothes were in a lilac hue of purple. That greatly made Risa feel uncomfortable, since she believed that there was no reasonable explanation for a fashion store to not have their clothes in two or more hues of purple. The floor was in an iris shade of purple while the walls were lilac purple, and going to the iris purple counter with a back room behind it only made Risa wonder who was making their clothes look so horrible.
"Hello? Does anybody work here?" Risa asked aloud with a curious facial expression, before making her right palm gently ring the iris purple bell on the counter.
A woman's voice responded in a hostile tone, as she loudly walked out of the back room, "What?! What do you want?! Why can't you understand that our clothes are not for sale?!"
"Why aren't they on sale, and why do the clothes look so trashy?!" Risa asked in response to the woman's questions, after looking back at a nearby rack of shirts that were torn in different places.
That prompted the woman to explain in a defensive manner, as she walked out of the back room, "If they're so trashy, why don't you just refrain from buying them?! Can't you see that my newest collection is beautiful in its own way?!"
The defensive woman was named Sutairi Shareta, and the woman with honey brown skin had her lilac hair in a bob style while its ends formed the shape of two ghostly hands rising up from small tombstones, and Sutairi also had lilac eyes. They went well with her Iris purple short dress, which had her violet-colored initials on the portions of lacing that were right below the neck, and Sutairi wore lilac purple high heels that glittered in the moonlight while they had the designs of tombstones protruding out from the sides of them. Sutairi's shoes looked fashionable, but those shoes weren't the only ones with her initials.
The horrid-looking shoes on the shoe rack also had her initials etched into them, just like how her initials were on the rack of damaged dresses that she recently produced for a new collection. The dresses also looked bland, whether they were party dresses, evening dresses, or just sundresses. They were all in the sole color of lilac, which was like a fashion designer putting no true effort or love into the clothing that they were designing, and Sutairi was clearly designing clothes without any feelings of passion.
Sutairi sighed in a manner of resignation, accepting that she was fated to now be a fashion designer who no longer had much talent. Maruberiki had taken it away from her by taking away a huge chunk of her magical power, which she normally relied on for creating spells that could serve as sources of inspiration towards making dresses. Sutairi couldn't even use lilac fabric to make amazing dresses, as she felt very tired of only making creations in that shade of purple. Any other clothing that was purple had been made as part of earlier collections that even received praise on fashion runways in Fiore, but Sutairi wanted to her sense of fashion to be loved by Gunjou's dark goddess.
"Since you two were in Gunjou yesterday, you may or may not recognize me. I only wore my witch's hat and witch's robe to the assembly, and I'm one of Maruberiki's top commanders. Sutairi Shareta is my name, and my lilac magic will hopefully make you look more beautiful as it hits you." Sutairi explained to Risa and Rogue in a somewhat calmer tone, before smirking evilly.
Rogue told Risa in a stern manner, looking concerned as he thought Suitari's magic could alter people's physical appearances, "Be careful, Risa! This dark witch's magic may be drastically different from Violara's ability to wield poison."
"Well, you're right! Allow me to show you how my spells give me a new kind of flair, especially if this new trend may be unoriginal and somewhat confuse you. Witch's Lilac Mirror!" Sutairi stated with an overconfident smirk on her face, before unleashing a high amount of magical power in the form of a thick lilac aura.
Sutairi activated her spell by creating a lilac sphere in between her hands, before aiming it at Risa and rapidly rotating it. In a few seconds, the sphere shined as it emitted lilac purple beams of light. That was followed by the sphere bursting in between the fashion designer's hands, resulting in a lilac purple explosion that was harmless, but seeing her use the spell on herself really took Risa by surprise. She wondered if the fashion designer chose to simply forfeit this fight, but Risa wouldn't let her mind have any arrogant thoughts.
She watched the lilac clouds of smoke slowly fade away to reveal that Sutairi now looked like Risa, only having the differences of lilac hair and lilac eyes that matched the lilac version of Risa's pajama outfit. That spell made Risa and Rogue both look startled, not expecting Darkness Magic to be capable of transforming the user into a nearly-identical doppelganger of their opponent. Risa quickly wondered if Sutairi could copy her spells, realizing that would be a major problem in this fight. Risa decided to test it out by creating a light pink Esper Ball in her right hand, before narrowing her eyes at the antagonist.
Sutairi simply smiled at her in a vicious manner, before activating a spell called Lilac Blitz, and she aggressively jumped over the counter for the purpose of running towards Risa. The Sabertooth mage watched Suitari form a spiraling lilac purple beam in her left hand as she was planning to slam into Risa, but Risa wasted no time with trying to slam the Esper Ball against the fashion designer's attack. As the two attacks collided, Risa felt herself be in front of the pink part of the blast! Sutairi's attack may have been more powerful, but Risa was now curious about why her right hand touched a nearly invisible lilac wall of light that could only be seen when the lilac blast and the lilac-colored smoke touched the wall of lilac dark magic.
How was Chapter 62? Feel free to tell me your thoughts on it. Risa is learning to become more humble, along with learning how to wield dark magic without letting herself become too berserk. However, she will still need to take more time with not unleashing too much rage. As for why she and Rogue have this first fight against Sutairi in the fashion store, philosophies of fashion and power will clash. Also, some of the early major fights will be important for philosophies in later fights. By the way, this is the fifth part of Mauve Darkness Arc! I'll update as soon as possible. :)
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