KRISTEN AND THE BOOK OF WICKEDNESS: BEAUTY IS IN THE EYES OF THE BEHOLDER PART 2

Hidden inside the confines of her room, Kristen opened the magical tome, Registri Eviellum once again. Her eyes widened in bewilderment when she checked Cathleen’s profile for the second time.

Name: Cathleen Russel
Nickname: Cathleen / (Catherine)
Age: 42
Height: 5’ 6”
Weight: 150 lbs
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Eye Color: Light Blue
Hair Color: Golden Blonde
Hair Style: Wavy, Shoulder length
Occupation: Housewife
Likes: Yoga, Gardening, Reading Bible/ (Satanic Worship, Sex)
Dislikes: Bad-mannered people/ (Church, Good girl)
Body figure type: Hourglass
Bra Size: 36EE
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Relationship: Married
Personality: Kind, Caring / ( Egoistical, Mean, and Apathetic)
Grouping: Alumnus / (Devil Worshipper)

Remark:

1. Cathleen was **** by a satanic cultist a year ago, she was hypnotized and brainwashed by the cult, resulting in the birth of her second personality, Catherine. Fortunately, before the cultist was able to wipe Cathleen's personality and make Catherine permanent, the cultist got captured by the police, and Cathleen was freed.
2. Her daughter, Kristen found the cultist note regarding the hypnosis and brainwashing they did to her mom. Kristen knew that Cathleen had a second personality inside her head.
3. If Cathleen hears the word ‘Hail Satan’, Catherine will take over her personality until she hears the trigger word, ‘Back to Christ’s path.’ The second trigger word will make Cathleen regain control of her personality.
4. The words inside the bracket are Catherine’s personality, while the words outside the bracket are Cathleen’s personality
5. As Catherine, she will be a devout satanic worshipper who doesn’t have any reservations about participating in debauchery and heresy. As Catherine, she will be apathetic to Kristen and doesn't have any interest in what her daughter does. She will let Kristen do anything as long as it doesn't harm them both.

How can this be happening? Why is it becoming red now?

Some of the words she wrote in the book, especially the part about Catherine, were now etched in the unerasable blood-red ink.

She recalled that when she first made the change, it wasn’t like this. She swore that the writing in the book wasn't red as far as she remembered after she made the first change to her mom. What made it turn red? Why didn't it instantly become red at the start? A few more questions were added to her already numerous questions about Registri Eviellum.

Calm down, Kristen, calm down, you can still fix the situation. The situation is still under control, your goal is to find a way to change those written in red after all. Let's think back about what happened to Mom, maybe you can find the answer.

Kristen began to dig into her memory but quickly found something amiss and wrong with what she remembered.

“Mom has never been **** and brainwashed by an evil cultist, right? It's just what I wrote in the book, but why did I remember that a year ago Mom was **** by a vile cultist like it was happening for real?”

Mom's new wardrobe that seems to appear out of thin air and this memory, also those girls at school who suddenly act like everything was normal with their teacher's immoral behavior after some time passed while the girls were within their proximity…

Adding one plus one, Kristen finally realized that the change made by the book was retroactive. She didn't notice it before as it wasn't instantaneous, but now, when she tried to remember about her mom in detail, there were some extra memories that she found strange; these extra memories mixed and tried to replace some of her old memories. She feared that after a while, she would forget her old memories, replaced with new versions of memories based on what was written in the book. Kristen somewhat had a hunch that if she wasn't the current bookholder of Registri Eviellum and the one who wrote the change, she wouldn't even notice the changes made using the book, and just accept her mom's situation as natural. __

“Shit…I need to be careful now, or else I will forget about the change I made.” Kristen cursed. Thankfully, her first trial was cautious enough by making a second personality for her mom to receive all the changes instead of directly changing her mom.

“Now that I think about it, this first experiment isn’t a total failure, I now know that the book is able to create a second personality while still able to keep their former personality existing.” A light bulb seemed to be turned on over Kristen’s head. “Can I use this to fix Bellatrix and Angelica's situation?”

Kristen then flipped the book back to Bellatrix’s profile. It was time to test her hypotheses on Bellatrix's page which was almost written in all red.

“If the book's change was retroactive, Bellatrix wasn't actually a witch I remembered her to be, she might be another good person changed by someone misusing the book, I just don't remember how she was before. I can't change her back to her previous self as I no longer remember how she was in the past before she became a goth witch, but that doesn't mean I can't make a new past for her and build her a second personality from scratch."

Kristen began to work on Bellatrix’s profile like what she did to her mom. But the result was not as she expected. The attempt to build a second ‘good girl’ personality for Bellatrix ended up naught as the words she wrote vanished as if she had never written anything on the page.

“What are the differences between Mom’s profile and Bellatrix’s? Why am I still unable to add any change to her? Is there anything I missed? What made it work on Mom but doesn't work at Bellatrix? How special is this bitch?"

"Fuck, I thought I can solve this problem fast," she cursed yet again. Kristen rarely cursed or spoke in profanity; she has yet to realize it, but it got easier and easier for her to slip out and curse as the corruption seeds planted by Beatrix in her mind began to flourish.

The blonde girl let out a frustrated groan.

---

“Huh? Why am I here again?” Kristen rubbed her eyes, but the scenery she saw didn’t change. She found herself back inside Beatrix’s secret basement.

“Is this a dream?” Kristen tried to pinch her cheek. Sure, it is a dream, I don’t feel anything.

“Have you ascertained whether this is a dream or not?”

“Beatrix…No…Are you Evielena?” Asked Kristen to the woman who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, but acted like she had always been there, drinking her glass of coffee and reading a book.

“The one and only, yours truly, Evielena Goodfellow,” the woman replied.

“Are you real or just a product of my dream?”

“So, do you think this is a dream or real? Evielena threw the question back at her without answering Kristen’s question.

“Forget it, whether you are real or not, it’s not important anymore for me, I’ll believe what I have believed so far, I think of you as a sign given by God to guide me in using Registri Eviellum,” Kristen answered.

Kristen turned serious, “So, Evielena, can you tell me why I can’t change any words written in blood-red ink? Is there a way to change those? And what is the deal with Bellatrix’s profile?”

“Changing those that have been written in red is a bit tricky, but still possible. The situation is partly my fault because Registri Eviellum isn’t a perfect creation. You need to know that Registri Eviellum is a book to contain the wickedness of people, the bad trait you take from a person when changing them from bad to a good person doesn’t just vanish into thin air, following the principle of energy conservation, the wicked essence can’t be destroyed completely, but can only be converted or moved from one form to another. Some of it is absorbed by the book to power the book's magic. Why do you think even a normal person like you can harness a powerful reality-bending magical artifact without being drained dry into an empty husk? Unfortunately, the rest that isn't converted to energy is still left behind, the blood-red ink was a manifestation of that wicked essence. The trait needed a vessel to contain it. The book will not let you change them until there are enough other vessels to move the trait.”

“In other words, I need to change others to their wicked selves first, before I can change Angelica, Bellatrix, or my Mom back? Isn’t this contrary to the noble goal of changing those bad guys and bitches to be a better person?”

“Well, as I said, it was an oversight from me, I didn’t expect that the book couldn’t remove these bad traits entirely. But from the greater good perspective, it was only a small setback. Let a few ones be the vessel for those bad traits while changing more people into better people.”

The regal woman continued, “Don’t feel guilty, it’s a small sacrifice, you can move the traits to other ‘vessels’ later using the same method, you can just change those you dislike, think of it as a way to punish them.”

Beatrix leaned closer to Kristen and whispered, “I know you can make the best decision, Kristen…Spread the Wickedness.”

“What do you say!?”

Kristen jolted awake from her dream. Her memories were fuzzy. She didn’t remember exactly when she fell asleep, but she believed that it was at some point while she was working on Bellatrix’s page. Proven by the magical tome still opened the goth witch’s page.

“Maybe because I was obsessed with Bellatrix’s profile, I got that dream,” Like most dreams, she could only recall some parts of her dream vaguely. Fortunately, she remembered the part when Evielena in her dream told her how to change these words written in red color.

Much to Kristen’s surprise, she didn’t have any reservations or objections to the method Evielena in her dream told her. She got a gut feeling that told her If she backed down now, or not taking any action, she would suffer even more loss. She has accepted the responsibility of possessing Registri Eviellum.

I am doing it for the greater good…

---

“Kristen, come out, dinner is ready,” said Cathleen from outside Kristen’s room.

“Dinner? It’s evening already!?” Kristen was surprised that time had passed so fast. “Let me finish some of my work first, Mom. I will be in the dining room in a minute or two," the young girl replied to her mom

"Whatever you do, don't miss dinner."

"Yes, Mom."

Kristen then put her attention back to the magical book. Picking up her pen, she added a finishing touch to the profile page she currently opened.

"Finally finished." Kristen put down her pen. Now, time to observe the result. She glanced at the opened page that had her mom's name in it one last time before exiting her room.

---

Kristen came to the dining room a few minutes later. Her mom is already waiting for her there but she didn’t see her father.

“Your dad working overtime and who knows when he got home, he told me to just have dinner by ourselves, just you and me, only the two of us.”

It might be just Kristen’s feelings, but the way Cathleen said that it was just the two of them in the house tonight was a little bit peculiar, it was flirty yet also sound threatening.

_Well, maybe it was some side effect of the change I made to her. _Kristen thought. She observed her Mom further; no longer she was in her conservative dress, after seeing Catherine’s fashion style, Kristen thought that Cathleen could adopt a bit of confidence by dressing more daringly like her alter ego counterpart. Kristen was also making her Mom cut some slack on her discipline. Having a strict helicopter parent was never fun, and while she has the means to make her life easier, why should she not use it to improve her life?

She should have expected her mom would dress like her alter ego counterpart after Kristen gave her a boost of confidence considering that the book previously conjured an entire collection full of slutwears for her mom. It never passed on her mind, that the woman in front of her might be Catherine instead of Cathleen.

“Salty! why it’s so salty and tastes weird?” Kristen complained after forcing herself to swallow down a spoonful of soup her Mom prepared for her.

“Salty? Weird, I don’t think I give it too much salt,” ‘Cathleen’ then tasted the soup in her own bowl to check the taste. “Nope, I don’t think this is salty at all. Don’t be like a child that made up stuff to avoid eating your vegetables, at least finish half of the bowl.”

“Fine, I will finish half of it,” Kristen replied in defeat, she knew pushing for more compromise would just be counterproductive. She has made Cathleen less strict during the recent change, and Kristen considered the result satisfactory, Kristen didn’t want to make Cathleen similar to Catherine who didn’t give a single fuck about her, but only wanted to make Cathleen not too pushy with her demand to her daughter and be more understanding.

What Kristen didn’t know was that ‘Cathleen’ didn’t compromise because Kristen made her less strict and more understanding toward her, Catherine compromised to avoid suspicion regarding what she put on Kristen’s soup; the soup broth was made using Catherine’s piss, and some of the vegetables she used for Kristen’s soup had entered her cunt and ass before she put them in the soup, not only that, she had mixed some amount of laxative on her soup. Hence, the weird revolting taste. Meanwhile, the soup in Catherine’s bowl was made using clean ingredients.

Kristen almost vomited but she finally finished half of the soup. The taste keep going worse with every spoonful she took, and after finishing the soup, she lost all her appetite to eat other meals her mom prepared.

Catherine smiled in delight after she made Kristen finish half of her piss soup. She could tell that Kristen was quickly feeling unwell, but Catherine would not let her go yet.

“Don’t be hurry to go, Kristen, accompany your mom for some little talk, will you? I want to know what have you doing in your room all day long without even going out to take a break.”

“Err…I’m studying…” Kristen answered, but it was easy to see that she hid something because of how flustered she was.

“Studying? What are you studying? If you really want to study, you would not skip classes today, young lady. Be honest with me, what are you doing in your room all day long?” Catherine kept pressing for Kristen’s answer.

Should I be honest with her? Kristen knew it might be a bad idea to let more people know about Registri Eviellum, but the one who asked her was her Mom. Previously, she didn’t outright tell her because it would complicate the matter, but maybe she was wrong and it would be better to tell her Mom about Registri Eviellum.

“Remember when I asked you about magic this noon?”

Catherine nodded to Kristen’s question, but she actually didn’t remember that. Catherine only began to be fully aware of things after the first time Kristen said her trigger words. But she wasn’t dumb to blow her cover by confessing that she didn’t remember jack shit.

“I got a powerful reality-altering magic book in my possession that is capable of altering any person related to our school, whether they are students, faculty members, or even alumni,” Kristen decided to tell her mom about Registri Eviellum.

“A reality-altering magic book that is capable of altering any person related to your school? Do you use the book power on me?”

“Forget it, you don’t need to answer it,” Before Kristen answered, Catherine had stopped her daughter to tell her the truth. The answer didn’t matter to her, but one thing that mattered the most to her now was to get the book for her use. Imagine what she could do with the power.

“Thank you for being honest with me, Kristen. You can go now,” said Catherine.

“Uhm…you don’t want me to show you the book to you?”

“If you want to show me, you will show me the book without needing me to ask for it, anyway. Your face told me that you don’t want to show it to me right now.”

“Thanks for being understanding, Mom.”

Catherine looked at the young bitch’s retreating back. The more Kristen didn’t want to show her the book, the more Catherine was sure of the book's power. The next step was for her to snatch the book from Kristen without being noticed.

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The door to Kristen’s room was pushed open slowly. A black shadow approached the sleeping Kristen and quickly pressed a chloroform-soaked handkerchief to her face to ensure that the girl would be deep in sleep until the sun rise.

The shadow was none other than Catherine. With Kristen out of action, Catherine began to search for the magic book Kristen told her about. She saw an open book on Kristen’s study desk.

Is this the magical book? Catherine took a glance at the content and revealed an amused smile.

Name: Cathleen Russel

Nickname: Cathleen/ (Catherine)
Age: 42
Likes: Yoga, Gardening, Being fashionable/ (Satanic Worship, Sex)
Dislikes: Bad-mannered people, Prudish dress/ (Church, Good girl)
Personality: Kind, Understanding, Confident / (Egoistical, Mean, and Apathetic)
Grouping: Alumnus / (Devil Worshipper)
Remark: ….

“As expected, the little bitch was playing around with my page, but what’s the meaning of these black and red font colors?” Catherine mumbled, “Forget it, let’s pick it first, I can test the book later to know how this magic book works.”

“I’m afraid that I can’t let you take the book from your daughter, Catherine.”

Catherine was startled by a sudden voice that came behind her. She turned around quickly to see a woman in a regal dress sitting at Kristen’s bedside.

“Who are you? How do you enter this room? Are you a ghost?” Catherine was alarmed by the woman’s presence.

“I am a ghost, but not a simple spooky ghost, I am Evielena Queencrown, the creator of Registri Eviellum, the magical book you hold.”

“So what if you are the creator of the book? The dead should not meddle with the living! You can’t stop me from taking the book!”

“I forgot to tell you that my mind is connected to the book, I know what Kristen change in you, I know you very well, for example, I know your trigger phrase to make Cathleen take her body back.”

"Okay, you win, I’ll leave."

"Don't leave yet, Catherine. I know you will not give up this easily. I only don't want you to take this book from Kristen, but I will let you use the book as long as it stays in this room."

"Intriguing, I thought you are guardian spirit for the little bitch."

"Oh no, I'm not her guardian spirit, Kristen is one of my projects, and I need her to be the holder of my book for the time being, so unfortunately, I can't let you have the book."

"I understand, so, as long as I don't take the book away, I can use it as my heart wishes, right?"

"Almost correct, there are still other caveats like you also may not change Kristen directly."

Catherine nodded, agreeing with the term set by Evielena, "I accept your term, now, can you tell me how I use the book? Do I just need to write some words on these pages?"

"Yes, you can strike through the words you don't want if you want to erase them and write any other thing in their place, It will not work with those written in red color though."

Catherine frowned, "Do you mean in my case I can’t change myself considering the part about me is written in red?”

“Well, you can change Cathleen, and that is so far better. Be a little creative, and her body will be yours for taking.”

“You’re right, but aren’t you afraid if I get total control of Cathleen’s body and you can no longer threaten me with the trigger phrase?”

“How quickly you forgot I was the creator of a powerful reality-altering magic book, I can do much more than what you can imagine. Never test what a great witch is capable of doing because there is no medicine for regret.”

Catherine could feel an overwhelming pressure wash over her. The alarm in her mind blared, warning her that the mysterious woman was extremely dangerous and capable of doing what she said. The feeling lasted for several seconds and went away as if it had never been there after Evielena showed a wide predatory grin that sent the message of ‘Don’t mess with me or suffer the consequences,’ clearly to Catherine.

“Don’t be afraid, continue with what you wanted to do to Cathleen, I want to see how you change Cathleen to gain advantages over the control of the body you two share. Will you erase her existence so you can be the sole personality? I think you could do something more creative.”

Catherine was planning to do that, making herself the sole personality of this body would solve all her predicament, but after the silent threat from Evielena, she knew that continuing with her plan was no good, she somehow felt that letting Evielena have held over her trigger phrase than whatever other things the woman would do to keep her in line. The previous dangerous feeling left a deep impression on Catherine.

---

Kristen opened her eyes slowly. Her body felt heavy and weak, instead of being refreshed after a night of sleep.

Her daze broke after seeing the door of her room was left open. She jumped from her bed in a panic, fearing that a robber might have entered her house. Thankfully, after a quick check, nothing of value was lost. Her precious magic book was also still in its place like when she left it yesterday.

So, who opened the door? Is it her mom? For what purpose?

She looked at the magic book that still opened her mom's profile page. Kristen skimmed through the content, if her mom or someone else intruded into the room, there was a high chance they would find the book, and read the content. And maybe, intrigued enough to write something on the page.

Kristen breathed a sigh of relief after she finished reading the page and compared it with what she remembered. Fortunately, nothing has changed, Cathleen and Catherine are still like what I remember yesterday. Yet, it meant her question was still left unanswered; who opened her door? And what did they do in her room while she was sleeping?

The young woman left her room to find her Mom for the answer. It didn’t take long before Kristen located Cathleen as she made her way into their living room. Cathleen was giving her dad a blowjob in the middle of the living room!

Kristen blinked her eyes several times, feeling that the appearance of Cathleen was different from what she used to see, but her memories told her that Cathleen was still the same as yesterday.

Her parent noticed Kristen’s presence when she walked into the room. Her dad look embarrassed and quickly pulled his dick out from her mom’s mouth. He quickly escaped the scene with an awkward smile on his face, meanwhile, Cathleen stayed, and she glared at Kristen with displeasure.

In Kristen’s memory, Cathleen was quite pathetic in doing her role as a mother. The MILF never moved on from her depressed goth emo phase. Her hair was dyed ravenous black, but at the root, her golden blonde could be seen. Thick black eyeshadows almost permanently adorn her face. She got several piercings decorating her face, such as a diamond stud on her nose and snakebite piercings on her lips.

The worst part was still Cathleen’s personality. Cathleen has very low and almost non-existent self-esteem, she lives for male approval. Her choice of attire, albeit lacking in variety of color and almost all dull black, was body-conscious and skimpy to attract men’s attention to her. She would go all depressed and anxious if she didn’t have a man’s dick filling one of her three holes at least once a day. Thankfully, the surrounding area has many slut as big or bigger than her (in terms of sluttiness) so Kristen was spared from having the title of ‘the daughter of the biggest slut in the block. As Cathleen was so thirsty for male approval, she thought of any other women as her competition and was obsessively jealous and hostile to them, even her daughter wasn’t spared from this treatment. Hence why she gave Kristen an angry look when Kristen disturbed her blowjob session with her husband.

It’s quite a wonder that despite having an immature and insecure goth slut as a mom, Kristen could grow up as a prim and proper lady with a good moral compass.

“What do you want to say? Why do you look surprised? This isn’t the first time you see me giving a blowjob or being fucked in the open by your dad anyway. Still, your presence is annoying, with you here, your daddy will be too shy to fuck me. So, get quick, and go away,” Cathleen said in an annoyed tone.

“Mom; Hail Satan,” Kristen replied. The trigger phrase was still leaving a bad taste in her mouth as she was a devout Christian.

Cathleen seemed to be shaken and lose her concentration for a few seconds before a sneer appeared on her face. Catherine was now the one in control of her mom’s body.

In Kristen’s memory; Cathleen was **** by a Satanist cultist last year, but thankfully, the police busted the cult quickly enough to save her mom. Yet, Cathleen was back not only as herself, but also have a second alter ego named Catherine. Catherine would take over Cathleen's body for half a day or until the trigger phrase that shifted the pilot back to Cathleen was said.

Cathleen - Catherine's situation was akin to ‘the medicine is as bad as the poison’ analogy and picking the lesser evil between the two. Catherine wasn’t a slut like Cathleen despite both of them sharing the preference to dress in an outright slutty attire. Cathleen had low self-esteem but Catherine was alluringly confident like a succubus charming her victim. If Cathleen was thirsty for male approval, Catherine wanted to push her agenda, her cult agenda the most. Both personalities dislike Kristen, but they have different ways to express their dislike for their daughter.

That was the reason why Kristen called for Catherine instead of Cathleen. Despite Catherine’s dislike for a goody person like Kristen, she was easier to talk with and she rarely put her guard up against Kristen, unlike Cathleen who was like a wary wild cat guarding her territory.

When Kristen said her trigger phrase, Catherine knew her plan was successful. She didn’t erase Cathleen's personality but she made Cathleen become worse than her, so the little bitch, Kristen would feel more comfortable with her instead of Cathleen.

Deep in her mind, Catherine smiled triumphantly. Kristen thought she was harmless, but she was the snake who was ready to fuck the bitch’s life.

According to the mysterious ghost, I can’t change the little bitch directly, but she didn’t forbid me to screw Kristen by ruining all her other loved ones. Oh, I can make them a follower of my Lords, how wondrous it is to rebuild the cult and fill its members with anyone who has a positive influence on Kristen, corrupting them to be devil worshippers! Ah, I can’t wait for tonight and get my hands on the magical book again. Catherine tried to not squirm in delight and maintained her taciturn, uninterested expression.

To Be Continued in the Next Part.

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