Chapitre 456: Lust
A day ago, a peaceful village on the edge of The Scar Desert was in chaos because of a fight between some experts that dragged to the place. A man took upon himself to jump in the oasis with a dangerous item that exploded with him creating a large water splash. This man was recovered later by his party but he was in a strange shape.
No one could explain how but the poor Khajiit seemed to have lost a lot of fur to the point where he looked like a human.
Anyway, he was carried to recover in the Temple as it seemed a Moon Bishop was accompanying the party.
The man in question is naturally Jon and since he took the exploding Orb to the bottom of the lake, strange things happened to him.
First, he was recovered by Mirren and Miranda but his disguise seemed to be exhausted and his face was green. As they stripped him from his armor, they noticed a small wound on his shoulder with a terrifying poison spreading through it.
Jon was barely conscious due to that poison, Nefertiti also showed the same symptoms as him. Knowing about his connection with her, they realized that Jon's injury was more than just physical.
After the mess was over, Isha remained trying to put herself together and Zara helped with Jon but kept demanding answers no one was having the mental capacity to answer.
In the end, the villagers acknowledged Jon and his party as their benefactor but still suspected him of dragging trouble towards them.
Jon woke up the next day with a terrible headache and a fevered head. He saw a ceiling he couldn't recognize but his head was still spinning.
"How did I get this drunk?"
"Aside from fishing you out of an oasis, you didn't do much drinking."
Jon looked beside him to see Mirren.
"What happened?"
"Nothing much. You took an exploding orb for us, the village is safe and Zain has escaped." As Mirren said so, Jon's memory was refreshed in an instant.
"Shit! What happened to Isha? Is she… *groan*" Jon tried to get up but a sudden pain assaulted him.
"Aaaand you are poisoned… badly."
Jon held his burning shoulder with a twisted face.
"What poison?"
"Green Cobra Poison." Mirren said.
Jon swallowed his salivary.
"How the fuck am I still alive?" Jon asked.
"Isha saved you. Surprisingly, she had the right antidote on her."
Jon looked at Mirren doubtfully, after all, what are the chances.
"It is something about her family using this poison as a signature. Her brother's spear is Enchanted with that Poison."
"Damn! This was close… how is she?" Jon asked.
Mirren sighed.
"She is okay. At least she didn't go into a trauma like last time but I can't say she is fine."
As he said so, the door to the room they are in opened and Zara walked in carrying a tray.
"Oh, you lived. Finally, Zara will get to hear an explanation."
"... Moon Bishop!" Jon and Mirren froze but Zara laughed it off.
"Miranda has already explained it. No need to be tense. Here, Zara made some herbal soup." She put the tray in front of Jon and looked around.
Jon thanked her and fixed himself up. He felt something strange with his lower half. He was about to pull the cover on him but Mirren held his hand.
"Let's not look down there now."
"Why?"
"Let's just not do it." Mirren said.
Jon looked at him doubtfully but he pulled the cover from the other side.
"What the…"
Jon's upper half was a human but the lower half seemed to be still a Khajiit. He looked to his legs then to Mirren several times demanding an explanation.
"Zara thinks that the poison has interfered with whatever concoction you use to transform and had some side effects inside you." Zara said.
"No. This can't be… the Transformation Potion was made with the best materials by the hands of a Master Alchemist. There is no way it conflicts with anything." Jon denied it.
He was poisoned many times and used several potions under the effect of the Transformation Potion but nothing happened like this before.
"Then Zara can't explain it. You must search through yourself and figure out what happened." She says and left the room.
Jon was bewildered as he looked at his legs.
"Mirren, can you help me up?" He said while stretching his hand to Mirren so the latter can pull him.
"Eh! Jon… your arm!" Mirren stepped back.
Jon looked at his arm and his jaw dropped down. His right arm alone was turning to an Argonian form.
"Okay! This is fucked up…"
Jon held his chin but he felt it is a bit wider than usual. He felt it again and again discovering two big fangs coming out from his lower jaw.
"And an Orc chin. Perfect!"
Even the [Transformation Potion] wasn't this powerful to transform some parts of the body on its own.
"Mirren, leave me alone for some time."
"You got it." Mirren walked out of the room running.
Jon let out a deep sigh and took out a small Light Screen from the Cube.
"System, show me everything."
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••• Status •••
• Name: Jon Dare
• Race: Human (Nord)
• Age: 19
• Level: Early Fire Dragon Heart stage
• HP: 4235
• MP: 4429
• Condition: Negative
- Poison
- Chaotic Metamorphosis
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••• Magic •••
• Mysticism: [Master]
• Destruction: [Expert]
• Conjuration: [Expert]
• Restoration: [Adept]
• Alteration: [Adept]
• Illusion: [Adept]
• Battle Spirit: [Advanced]
• Thu'um: [65 Words]
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••• Powers •••
[Nord]
- Battle Cry (Active)
- 50% Frost Resistance
[Firemane]
- Fireborn: 50% Fire Resistance
- Titanborn: Beast Master
[Astral Access]
- Vitality and Magicka Equilibrium
[Eternal Flesh]
- Disease Immunity
[Serpent Stars]
- Serpent Tyranny: All Constellation Compatibility
[Ahzidal's Genius]
- Ahzidal's Enchanting Knowledge
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••• Blessings •••
[All-Maker]
- Root of Power: 2500% Magicka Regeneration (Active)
[Talos]
- Fortify Thu'um: 50% Cooldown
[Kyne]
- Empower Thu'um
[Dragon Guardian]
- Dragon Affinity
- Ashen Flames (Active)
[Sheogorath]
- Mad Champion: 2500% Vitality Regen (Active)
[Hermaeus Mora]
- Bardic Knowledge (Active)
[Azura]
- Dawn's Beauty: 50% Absorb Magic Attacks (Active)
[The Shadow Stone]
- Hide in Shadows
- Blur
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"It has been nine months and my progress is this slow? Hmmm… let's see the effects… Poisoned and Chaotic Metamorphosis? What's that?"
<Scanning!>
"Next time, do the homework before I ask for it."
<Result Found!>
<The Host is inhabited by an unidentified entity.>
"Inhabited? Am I being possessed… like The Conjuring and Annabelle?"
<Analyzing the Entity… 12%... 45%… 79%… 100%>
<Result: Entity is composed of 100% Matter and 100% Magicka. Energy Signature matches the Host's by 100%>
"What is this crap? System, are you okay?" Jon didn't know whether to laugh or cry but he suddenly paused.
100% Energy, 100% Matter… a bearing made of energy and matter at the same time, there is only one being that has that weird combination and that is Greed, a Shadow Aether made of a Shadow Anomaly that was hammered with Jon's energy by force till it submitted to him.
In other words, this entity inhabiting Jon have the same qualities as the Aether.
But a matched energy signature only means one thing.
"What kind of absurdity did I create this time?"
Jon realized that he won't be able to pull out this thing without identifying it. To do so, he needed to meditate and scan himself manually.
"Sigh! Here we go again."
***
Outside the room where Jon was, several figures gathered under some shed.
"Moon Bishop, we are sorry once again for keeping our identities a secret from you." Mirren said.
"It's okay. Zara knows you have good intentions at heart but you must report to your master." Zara dismissed his worries. "More importantly, I have received a notification from the temple that the Disease has magically disappeared but some are still in bad shape so we ought to return and help. As usual, you siblings will stay clear from the Thalmor."
"About that…" Mirren shrugged lightly, "I think Jon and Isha will take the other direction."
"You want to follow your friends?"
"We are obliged to. Isha's brother and Jon's 7th Labour are not things we can put aside."
"Labour, huh? Just like you and your sister… this is some messy business indeed." Zara sighed and looked at the Altmer twins, "But your greater obligation is with the Temple. You are Core Adept."
"I understand but we will go either way." Mirren said.
"Fine, but disobeying the call of duty to the temple won't come cheap." Zara said.
"Demotion. We're fine." Miranda said.
"Then Zara wishes you best. You have spent twenty years to reach where you are. Zara hopes your choice is worth it." Zara didn't scold them or anything as she understood their motivation.
As the three conversed, Isha approached them.
"I am done with the injured villagers and helped fix the broken houses. Do you guys need anything from me?" She said.
The other three looked at her with complicated expressions.
"Isha, are you ok…" Mirren tried to ask about her but she interrupted him.
"I'm fine. If you don't need help with anything, I'll go check on Jon." She said and left.
Mirren watched her leave then let out a heavy sigh.
"She is not acting normally." Miranda remarked.
"I know."
"Talk to her."
"She doesn't want to listen."
After meeting her brother yesterday, Isha was shocked senseless but that didn't last long. Her shock turned into rage to the point where she kicked a boulder ten meters in the air out of rage. She then kept cursing every Daedric Prince she knows of.
She believed that her real brother is dead and whoever this imposter is, it tried to stab her with her brother's spear that he must have stolen it from his grave. A blood sin in Isha's book. Her real brother is a kind person and would never try to attack her. Hell, the real Zain was against the idea of her becoming a Martial Artist to begin with.
This was the most distasteful provocation she ever had and decided to support Jon in his Labour no matter what so she can bring this imposter down.
However, Mirren and Miranda knew better. Isha was clearly in denial.
"Let's go after her." Zara stood up and went towards the temple. The two followed her silently.
In there, Jon was sitting still with his eyes closed and kept meditating. His appearance was shifting between all the forms he changed into before.
Argonians, Orcs, Wood Elves, Khajiit… Jon abused the Transformation Potion too much during the past year for the sake of taking bandit forms and awakening the [Ebony Blade].
Isha was standing on the door of his room waiting for him to finish when the others came to her.
"He is busy training." She said so the others don't disturb him.
"What is he doing?" Zara asked.
"Jon has mastered the art of Inner Control. He can detect where the poison is, isolate it and stop it from spreading then force it out. He said he learned that after being bound to a cursed tree for two months."
"That's brutal!"
After some time, Jon finally opened his eyes.
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••• Status •••
• Name: Jon Dare
• Race: Human (Nord)
• Age: 19
• Level: Early Flame Core, Dragon Heart Realm
• HP: 4235
• MP: 4429
• Condition: Normal
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"Finally! Haha… show yourself, you little bastard."
His right hand came on top of his left as he started pulling out something from his left palm. The other four standing in the room got their eyes widened as Jon did so.
A few seconds later, Jon had a strange Crystal Orb in his hands. Jon supplied the Orb with Magicka and its size expanded then it changed its appearance from an Orb to a Sword then from a Sword to a Gem, then a Mirror, then a pair of Glasses, then many things. Jon was completely engrossed in analyzing what he just found.
It was another kind of Aether, a Crystal Aether. This thing was composed of the Power of Moonlight, the Crystal Tears, the Meteoric Glass, the Magic Anomaly caused by Zain's Orb and Jon's Astral Energy. All these light transparent materials formed an absurd Crystal Aether with a set of strange powers.
"Jon, what is that?" Miranda asked.
Jon looked at her then called out [Greed] from the Cube and put it beside the Crystal Aether in a matching form.
"Something similar." He said.
Crystal and Shadow were not that much of a pair. One symbolizes purity and the other darkness. Jon retreated [Greed] away and took the Crystal Aether around his hand to keep researching it without looking inappropriate.
"I am sorry, a strange discovery came out in a bad time." He said and looked at Isha. "How are you holding up?"
His question was innocent and Isha acted as if she didn't understand it.
"What are you talking about? about." She said.
"I mean… this thing with your brother." He said awkwardly.
"What are you saying? This wasn't Zain. Those accused Daedra won't stop trying to drive me insane but I know better."
"..." Jon was baffled by her reply and looked at Mirren who was sighing.
'This is not a good sign.' Jon thought.
"More importantly, how is your injury? Did you get rid of the poison?" She asked.
"Yes, look at the injury yourself." Jon turned his shoulder towards her.
Isha came closer and inspected the poisoned spot to see it clean, Jon also seemed to have returned to his normal appearance.
She then put her hand on the wound to inspect it but Jon held her hand.
"Hey, how are you feeling?" He asked.
Isha's face hardened. Her eyes looked hollow for a second then she turned towards Jon.
"My brother… he is alive… and he tried to kill me first thing he sees me. I… I feel like shit."
She stopped talking and her head pondered back and forth with a shocked face.
"I don't know what happened but someone did something. Whoever after that, I will murder them… I will… I will…"
Isha's feelings intensified but then she saw the look on Jon's and the rest's faces. They were bewildered by the killing intent and the anger she let out.
She noticed what she said and looked at Jon's hand holding hers, not feeling alright, she pulled her hand away.
Somehow, all the anger she felt turned into confusion but she knew something…
*slap*
And Jon was slapped.
She then stormed out of the room.
Mirren blinked a few times before going after her, Miranda was looked at Jon with narrowed eyes and Zara blended with the wall.
"Okay… I'll be Bastard of the Day."
Jon willingly admitted it as he looked at the Crystal Aether that was coating his hand.
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[Lust] <Sin>
- Metamorphosis
- Truth Inducement
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Chapitre 457: Be Careful What You Wish For
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(Part 1)
The next day, Jon opened his eyes under the same roof of the temple room, the only difference is… two beauties were snuggling on his left and right.
Figuring out that one was Miranda is basic but finding out that the other was Zara kept him thinking of what happened yesterday.
It started with him using the [Truth Inducement] power of the newly acquired sin [Lust] on Isha. After she spoke her heart out then slapped him, Mirren followed her and the two were angry at Jon realizing that he must have done something.
Miranda, being the sweet girl she is, brought a waterskin that was cooled by Magic to put on Jon's swelling face. Isha's slap, after all, was a slap from someone whose power defied sense.
This made Jon slightly regret passing down a version of his Magicka Training technique on her and the others. Isha found that training a good method to heal her first trauma and trained day and night for the past few months. Her piled up power and energy have gathered until she managed to gain an Astral Access and passed the first magic gathering stage.
Being in a level equal to the Dragon Frame stage, Isha's frame establishment stage in the peak of the Ironbone phase, a slap from her can twist normal people's heads.
[A/n: basically, this where I screwed up. I wanted to imitate the orthodox cultivation realms but I ended up tailoring it for Jon when I stuffed the word dragon between every word making it sound distasteful for the Non-Dragonborn people. What I did here was a little tweak based on the basics which (Magicka Gathering, Frame Establishment, Heart Formation, Oblivion Separation) while keeping the (Dragon Robbing, Dragon Frame, Dragon Heart and Dragon Rising) as Jon's unique method.]
Jon touched his face and sighed. He recovered fast but he still felt like an asshole for doing that to Isha. He waited for a day to talk to her but ended up drinking with Zara and Miranda all night under two full moons, the hype was strong and the three went at it.
Truthfully speaking, it was wonderful. Jon can't call himself a furry but Zara squeezed him like nothing he had ever experienced before. He used [Lust] on himself to morph into his Khajiit form and the potion on Miranda for a full-on Khajiit experience.
Now looking back at the present, he wasn't sure how the Moon Bishop would react when she wakes up so he kept acting asleep.
A few minutes later, she indeed woke up and caused a fuss. Moon Bishops were allowed to have relationships in the Khajiit Religion and she wasn't a virgin so it wasn't a big deal anyway. On the other hand, Miranda was dissatisfied.
"Do you prefer the real me or the Khajiit me?" She asked.
"The Khajiit you is the real you." Jon replied.
"Oh! I see what you are saying there… twisting my words on me."
"Well, I like the Altmer you more even if you fluff perfectly as a Khajiit."
Jon and Miranda stayed lazily in bed cuddling in peace silently. Jon was thinking about what to do from now on.
Isha is aware that Zain is her brother and Jon's current objective is to stop him by all means. Zain's aim was not known but answers can't be found here anymore. They are either to chase after Zain or to go look for clues in Hammerfell. Chasing him sounded more of a better plan at the moment but Jon is out of clues and Zain can be anywhere.
No, there was a clue yet Jon didn't want to be more of an asshole.
It was confusing. He wanted to be done with his Labours but his that he spent over a year with and battled with them back to back were family to him. If he needs to do something from now on, he must keep no more secrets.
"Sigh!"
"You are sighing a lot these days." Miranda remarked.
"It is just… I don't want to talk about it but it seems this is no longer an option." He replied.
"Not talking should be my thing." She said.
"Speaking of which, you were very talkative last night."
Last night as they were drinking, Miranda asked Jon to do whatever he did to Isha to her. Basically, she wanted him to use the [Truth Inducement] function on her.
Jon soon realized how dumb of a choice it was. Miranda, the very silent girl, turned out to be a very talkative big mouth under the Truth effect. She just kept complaining and talking and laughing. It was fun at first getting to know a part of her he never knew but it wasn't ending. This girl had many years worth of talking to let out.
"How about using [Lust] for our next play?" Jon asked.
"Sounds good to me… wait, you called it [Lust]?"
"Yes, it may not fit in at the moment but when it grows more, I foresaw a lot of potential." Jon said as he took out [Lust] and [Greed] together.
The Crystal Aether and the Shadow Aether moved in the shape of two fishes chasing one another in a circle.
"[Greed] has a very good combat potential, while of the same nature, [Lust] is more of a Magical nature on the Illusion side."
"Why do you give them such horrible names if they are this good artifacts?"
"Simple, these things contain parts of my soul and I intend to create seven of them. Each one will define my flaws and feed on it. When all the seven sins are fully matured, I will be able to face my… well, this is a little of a surprise even for myself as I don't know what to expect."
Jon said then walked out of the bed. He looked back at the naked Altmer looking up to him and exposing herself to seduce him back but he snorted and spanked her butt cheeks.
"We have things to do."
***
Outside the temple, Jon walked out and paid his respect to the Monks that allowed him to recover in. He was wearing loose long robes and letting his long hair flew behind him, his appearance reflected his mood being light and easygoing.
His direction where the shed on the small rocky hill overviewing the desert village and the oasis. Up there, he could see Isha resting her head on Mirren's lap.
"I hope you are feeling better than yesterday." He spoke after he snuck close enough.
The silent couple closed their eyes realizing this won't end well somehow. Isha was still pissed not particularly at Jon and Mirren was pissed specifically at Jon.
"Booze or sweets?" Jon asked as he joined the two and sat down.
"Too early for booze, to bitter for sweets." Mirren scolded.
"Fluff then, I can offer you to pat Nefertiti for a minute but I'll start charging you additional fees for extra pats." Jon said.
"You realize we are in Elsweyr?"
"Humph! I am aware that this is the land of Fluff but it is disappointing to see no therapy cats around. Therapy Cats… now that's a cure for cancer, global warming and racism all in one go!"
"What do you want, Jon?" Isha finally spoke.
Jon dipped his hand in his shadow and extracted Nefertiti by force.
"A peace offering." Jon said as he passed the struggling Nefertiti to Isha.
"Hooman, leave me out of it!"
Isha looked between Jon and Nefertiti then she took her from Jon. Nefertiti didn't resist Isha and just let herself be hugged.
"You feeling better today?" Jon asked.
"... Not really." Isha replied.
"I see… I am sorry about yesterday. It was rude of me."
"Whatever."
"Okay." Jon nodded and remained silent for a few seconds before speaking again, "And now what?"
Isha stopped patting the cat and looked at Jon for a few seconds before looking away.
"I have no idea." She said.
"I see… I am going after him. He is involved in my Labour so… I just wanted to let you know." He said bluntly.
Isha didn't react or reply.
"What do you intend to do?" Mirren asked.
"Not sure. Most of the [Eye of the Moon Beast] Crystals were destroyed when the Orb exploded in the lake but I have one or two still intact and functioning. Last night, pointed to the west." Jon replied.
"... What's in the west?" Isha asked.
"The western half of Elsweyr and Valenwood." Mirren replied.
"First thing I wanted to ask is… are you willing to join me and go after him?" Jon asked Isha.
She thought for a while before replying.
"I don't know. What will you do once you find him?" She said.
"I don't know either. Your brother is strong but badly equipped. What I know about him is that he is a Labourer for a Daedric Prince on the other side. We killed Malacath's and Peryite's Labourers while Molag Bal and Mehrunes Dagon do not have Labourers. This leaves a Daedra we are not aware of to be sponsoring Zain. From what we saw, Zain's condition is abnormal as he ignored a spinal injury as if it was a bee sting. He is aggressive and his eyes are dull which may mean that he is not in his right mind. Also…"
"Jon!" Isha interrupted Jon then looked at him right in the eyes, "Don't give me hope. Don't give me hope or I'll hate you once it is shattered on my head all over again."
The tone she spoke reflected the pain she was in.
Her blood and flesh brother made an appearance after he was presumed dead for all that time. More to that, he tries to kill Isha on sight… this was a bit hard to endure.
Jon had to choose his next words rather carefully.
"I won't give you hope. I'll tell you something that I've been silent about. Something I should have told you from the beginning."
Isha looked at Jon without expressions. Miranda and Zara were coming under the shed and heard Jon speaking so they kept silent.
"My Seventh Labour is to follow you, Isha."
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(Part 2)
"What the fuck!" Mirren jumped from his place holding Jon from his collar.
A while ago, Jon dropped a bomb by revealing his Seventh Labour to his group.
Nine months ago; Mirren, Miranda and Isha finished their Labours in Morrowind while Jon had one more run to go. He was told about it but what he disclosed to his friends was that his Labour will be taking a while to be passed to him.
The three promised him support which was ironic as it involved Isha, the one who was by Jon's side from the start of the Sixth Labour. Now knowing that Isha is involved whether she liked it or not was felt like they all ate shit.
Just what is a Labour? A twisted Daedric Quest that anyone marked as its objective is someone with a kill spot on his/her back.
Whoever hears what Jon said will suspect him of harming Isha. Mirren turned violent, Miranda closed her eyes in shock and Zara held covered her mouth in disbelief.
"Wait!" Isha held Mirren by the shoulder, "He said his Labour was to follow me, not to kill me."
Her words made Mirren feel doubtful and looked between her and Jon. Whoever knows Jon's modes will know that he becomes expressionless when it is too serious and that was the case. Jon wasn't even blinking.
"Go on." Isha said.
"I wasn't told a lot. Azura's message wasn't a complicated poem or anything. I just had to follow you around and my Seventh Labour would be revealed. Ever since then, your brother turned out to be absent with the whole Citadel of Ebonarm believing he is dead. Things don't add up with what happened two days ago, which means that's a mystery to look in to. When I was in the Alik'r, I was led to the Dead Sand zone and later entered the Abyss to face the Cult of the Black Worm in the two places. Your brother showed up with the [Bloodworm Helm] on his head means the involvement of the Worm Cult is real. I first thought that he was another body the stole and turned into a Zombie but he was too strong and had a life signal." Jon briefed what he knows.
"The [Bloodworm Helm]? What is that?" Isha asked.
"It is an evil troll bone helmet created by Mannimarco, the King of Worms. An artifact with repulsive nature due to its necromantic powers."
"Does this mean… my brother is Labouring for Mannimarco?"
"No. Mannimarco is a CHIM (Royalty) but not a Daedric Prince. There is a Daedra on the other side we don't know of. Not all the Daedric Princes are involved so no one knows what are their goals."
Isha remained silent and didn't reply.
The situation remained like this until she cracked the silence once again. This time she was laughing. She laughed and laughed hard. Mirren looked at her with worried eyes but she kept laughing as if she lost her mind.
"So… so you're telling me that the Daedra are not done with me yet? Hahaha! This good… this is great!"
Isha kept laughing until she calmed down. It was then when her face returned serious.
"Jon." She called.
"Yes."
"You are a bastard for not telling me." She said and continued before he could reply, "Without explaining yourself, I understand your reasons. To tell the truth, I would have hated you if you told me back then. I just finished my Seven Labours in two years only to discover there is one more. This shit is unacceptable."
"Okay."
"I will not hold a grudge against you if you promised me something."
"Shoot."
"I will go and look for the truth, I want you to have my back and help me until I find the bastard who did it and understand what happened to my brother." She said.
"Without even asking." Jon agreed right away.
"Even if I died." She added.
"Excuse me?"
"Even if I died, I know you are a bastard who can do anything and divines know what are you fully capable of. If I died, bring me back even if you used your damn necromancy. I want to have the last laugh in this no matter what." She said with a determined look.
"Even though I am okay with summoning undead, I am not much into reanimating any." Jon tried to pull back.
"This is my choice." She said.
"This is no good way, Isha. Please think it over." Zara said.
"True, don't waste your soul." Mirren said holding her.
"You won't make it to Far Shores this way, Isha." Jon added.
"My brother is not in Far Shores. Who am I supposed to join in the afterlife if not my family?" She said.
Seeing her determined, Jon couldn't help but sigh and nod.
"I'll then make sure that you never get harmed."
"Good." Isha nodded, "Now, what should we do?"
"First, take this back." Jon took out the [Spear of Bitter Mercy] and handed it to her.
"... Why?"
"The Daedra referred to you as the Maid of Bitter Mercy. This means the spear still has a role to play."
Jon tossed it to her.
She held it with a dejected face. Even if it was the best Spear in the World, it wasn't a thing she wanted to hold anymore.
"You never told us how you acquired this spear." Jon said.
"... Not something I want to remember." Isha put the spear aside and refused to answer.
"Well, you know what they say… 'the devil is in the details'. In your case, this is quite literal." Jon said and looked closer to her.
Isha looked away avoiding to answer.
"I suggest you tell us what happened Isha. We know that you killed some important Cultists of Boethiah and so you were forced to Labour but you never told the full story." Jon said.
"Hey! She doesn't want to talk." Mirren said.
"Jon is right." Miranda spoke to her brother, "He may have kept an important thing but we understand that he didn't mean harm, rather, he was worried about Isha."
"Zara may have no much of a say but if things became a mess, one must follow the parts he didn't check." Zara said.
Despite all what was said, Isha remained silent. Jon and the others realized that there is no point in asking her things she doesn't want to answer.
"If you ever want to speak about it…" Jon was about to say something but she spoke.
"I killed a child." She said.
"""..."""
Her expression darkened after she said so. She looked down broken and weakened. For a warrior, killing the elderly, the women or the children is the greatest of all shame.
Honor was a big deal to warriors, Jon may say that he understands but he came from a world where honor meant nothing so he could only nod.
He signaled for the other not to speak or react while keeping an eye on Isha. Mirren dejectedly remained silent as well.
"Every full moon, Zain wouldn't be able to resist the call of the beast. He would transform in the middle of the desert and we would keep an eye on him…" Isha started to tell her story.
Zain was cursed with Lycanthropy, those who bear the power of the beast never know rest and are always foul and angry. Zain was desperate for a cure as he became what he hated most and his desperation was transferred to his Wife and Sister.
The three looked everywhere for a cure but after one last trip to Hegathe, Zain was seriously tired and got bedridden. It was strange since Werewolves had a natural resistance to disease. Those who checked on him explained it as his mental state was affecting his physical state and his body was failing him.
Dying, Zain was in a strange state of peace as he promised his Wife and Sister that everything will be alright.
Isha wasn't aware of how Zain died as she seemed to have forgotten about the event but what she remembers was taking a horse and venturing across the Alik'r willing to make a pact with any Daedric Lord there is to save her brother.
She single-handedly raided and interrogated many Daedric cults but to no useful method. Almost losing all hope, a 'Being' came to her and told her that her wish can be granted for a price.
This 'Being' told her to go to a certain place and recover a spear then go to another place and kill every living thing in it by that spear.
Driven by the hope she found, Isha rushed to wherever she was pointed at, killed everything that stood in her place and recovered a spear. It was then when she killed a child in the process.
But that never came true, she couldn't find her brother no matter where she looked.
The story didn't add up to what the others know but it was then when Isha was confronted by Boethiah and her Prophet, Hafiz.
If she wants to meet her brother again, she was to Labour for the sin of killing the child that was being nurtured by Boethiah to create an unmatched champion. Isha was faced with no choice thinking that her brother was in the hands of Boethiah and agreed to Labour.
And that's how things started.
The story may not sound interesting but such as reality. Still, everyone could figure out the culprit that got Isha into the Labour… this thing she called 'Being'.
"What kind of being is it, Isha?" Jon asked.
"A being… I am not sure." She replied.
"Not sure?" Jon and the other exchanged weird looks.
"Why are you asking, it is not important…" She said but she herself could feel it is coming out strange.
"Not important? Any half-witted person can figure it out, Isha." Miranda was infuriated by Isha's dull behavior.
"Not… it is… it is really not important." Isha said faintly.
"Wait, sister." Mirren stopped Miranda and turned to Isha, "Love, if you are not suspecting whoever that is… if he or she were someone close or something…"
"No… it is just… I don't know." She said.
On the other hand, Jon and Zara were looking at Isha with narrowed eyes. The two figured out something.
"She is hypnotized." Jon said.
"What? No!" Mirren denied it.
"She is." Zara confirmed.
"Oh no." Miranda felt bad for yelling at Isha.
Isha herself looked like a lost child between Mirren's arms. Being told that what she knows is not true was harsh on her. She is already lost and can't afford to be more lost.
"What do you mean?" She asked faintly.
"To be honest, I never wanted to say this but it was all in front of us. Not remembering that your brother is dead, not knowing how he died and now not suspecting the being that implicated you into Labouring… it is all there." Jon said with pity.
Isha's eyes started tearing. She didn't cry but she was as pitiful as ever.
"You're saying… the truth… the truth is my head all along? And someone…. something messed with my head?" She asked in a shaken tone.
Jon nodded.
She took a minute of self-pity and crying. Mirren and Miranda kept close to her trying to calm her down. In the end, she looked at Jon with a broken spirit.
"Please… help me."
"I will." Jon didn't even think of leaving her like that.
He extended his hand for her and a Crystal appeared on his hand. This was [Lust].
"This thing has the power to induce the truth. Take my hand." Jon said.
She looked at his hand and slowly extended hers. They firmly locked hands and he let out a sigh.
"Isha." Jon spoke heavily, "What kind of a being was that thing that told you to recover the spear and kill the cultists?"
To the question, Isha's eyes stopped tearing and her face showed that she has arrived at some clarity.
"A dog." She said, "A talking dog. It came to me and offered me any wish I want… it called itself…"
"Barbas!" Jon continued.
The others around Jon felt his shock and questioned what the named meant in their heads. Isha, on the other hand, nodded slowly with wide eyes.
Jon's solid expressions meant a lot to those who know him.
"Do you know the origin of the saying 'be careful what you wish for'?" Jon asked.
The others listened to him silently.
"I know who is behind everything now. The Daedric Prince of Wishes and Bargains, Clavicus Vile."
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