0-4: Sadly no, the spell fails

You trace the symbols of power in the air, on yourself, and on her. She wiggles and giggles as you do so.

You pour your energy into the spell taking you past the point of no return.

You shape the energy and direct it. Focus and control your primary concerns as was normal.

You feel the magic take hold of you. Not physically but spiritually. You feel it reach out and ensnare Boop. Her eyes widen and she lets out a nervous laugh. You could feel the first touch of connection, sensing her in a new way outside of the five regular senses.

"Wow!" She gasps.

Something wasn't right though. The magic wasn't taking hold. Like a poorly crafted mortar between bricks the spell was there but it refused to set.

Focus! Control! You bring all your mental capabilities to bear and bend the power to your will. FOCUS! CONTROL!

"Ouchie." Boop flinches. "Doesn't feel too good does it?"

You could feel it too. Tearing at your spirit. Sharp hook embedding themselves then slicing through without finding purchase.

FOCUS! CONTROL!

"Ooo...this really hurts Hakken." Boop whines. She falls to her knees. Her body begins to loose shape. Her arms and legs melding into each other, part of her beginning to ooze off.

NO! You were losing it.

FOCUS! CONTROL! You use ever bit of your considerable skill and power and force the magic to obey you. Why wasn't this working!?

"OWWWIE!" Boop cries as she shudders in agony.

Just then you hear a distant voice from your past. Your old master. "Bonding with another creature is a special sort of magic Hakken. You must be open to it, give yourself over to it. You must allow it to take hold and allow the will of another creature inside of you. You cannot control this spell completely. It makes it imprecise, but it is how this magic must work for it to be successful."

Your eyes widen. NO! You try to shift your approach. You let loose the energies to allow them to do what they will...

...but it is too late.

Boop can no longer talk, her mouth having melded together. You watch in horror as her big rosy eyes look up at you in unimaginable torture. She melts before your eyes. In the end she is just a shapeless mound of goo. It vibrates once...then explodes in a splash of watery liquid.

As this is happening you feel your own spirit ravaged by the spell.

(Permanent -1 to your Mind stat.)

You let out a gasp of pain. You sit kneeling for a long time. You hold your head and try to center yourself once more. You felt different. A throbbing wound torn across your soul.

After a time you struggle to your feet. You look down at the wet patch that had been the cute slimegirl.

You whisper. "I'm sorry Boop. I'm sorry."

It was cold comfort knowing she wouldn't have live as an isolated pet any longer.

You rub your face. You still had a ways to go. The rest of the dungeon awaited.

You say a short prayer for Boop's soul then turn and leave the room.