The Clone P.O.V.

I appeared in an empty beige void, and instantly missed the girls around me. It was weird, knowing that I was a clone and also knowing that I was actually me. Hiveminds are weird.

I focus on what I can achieve before I fused back with myself and start on the journey to find Rebeza and Zynthia.

I willed the list of what I have to my hand, and was happy that it came. I also willed the Mirror of Thyself out and it also came. Interesting, apparently my clones can access my hammerspace, or is the fact that my clones and I was the same, the reason. Both convenient and worrisome, but not extremely bad, and not something I can change either way.

Looking at my list, there was only four things left that promised me power.

Jar of Mind Worm Juice

Trinity of Deities Calling Card

Consumable Crystal of The Glow

the Glyph of the Astral Gate

After pondering over the options, I figured I would choose the ones that will go quick.

I willed the Glyph of the Astral Gate into my hand, and as soon as I gripped it a little, I felt its power settle in me.

I became able to make wormholes by connecting any part of my body that leaves a space, I can then send anything through this hole within my line of sight.

I can make a gate using a cloud like substance I can breath out, which I can send anything through via coordinates.

I became able to sink into and travel through shadows.

And I now possessed moderate shadow bending, powerful but with a host of restrictions.

The Glyph appeared on my chest, where my heart was. The power settled in me, faster than all the powers that I had gained. The whole process was quick and simple.

With that done, I looked at my list again and chose the Consumable Crystal of The Glow. I willed it into my hand and gripped it. Nothing happened. I squeezed harder and with nothing happening, I was puzzled at what I was suppose to... wait. Consumable.

Shit, was I suppose to swallow this. I was a little hesitant, yet after the whole predator thing, this was nothing. I raised the hand sized gently glowing, golden crystal to my mouth and put it in. Somehow, It miraculously fit. I suddenly remembered that the crystal was uniquely formed in such a way as to let The Glow swallow it with ease. For a normal person, they would never get the crystal inside, and for a giant, they would find that the crystal was a fatal **** hazard, no matter how large their throat.

I, or rather, one of my past selves, had formed the crystal due to the innate dangers of the world I had reincarnated on, and now knew the powers being offered. It was interesting, the ritual that I had made long ago, to have this magic reincarnate with me.

As the crystal settled within me, I felt a flood of magic enter me, and felt the burning of my chains.

(AN: Wizard's Apprentice CYOA) Chains of Olympus x2

Two magics from each branch and three minor powers x2

Gaian Magic:

Fog- An unnatural fog which appears at your location. You can see any distance through it but but those you wish to confound only see a few meters.

Leaf on the Wind- In a dire situation, you are able to transform yourself into a small leaf which is carried away quickly by the wind. The leaf is highly resistant to damage.

Arcane Seed- Implant an arcane seed into your body. It causes your natural regeneration to take place faster and improves Gaian magic.

Skystone- Produce and grow Skystone seeds. They grow slowly, but only need sunlight, and can become floating islands which travel in the direction you desire.

Planetary Magic:

Petrify- Touch a living thing to turn it to stone. The time for which it must be touched rises with size, so while you can petrify a human in seconds, a giant would take more than a minute.

To Rust- Metal equipment in the area begins to rapidly corrode and fall apart as you focus on it. You can selectively protect certain objects.

Poison Blood- This affects you and any allies you choose. You can spit extremely corrosive and toxic blood at enemies, and if wounded, this will spray out onto the attacker.

Tear Magic- Touch a wounded opponent and remove their ability to use magic. It can only be restored if you are slain.

If you have more than two Planetary Major Power, you can choose whether the Planetary Powers of others affects you, and your equipment. You can choose on a case by case basis.

Astral Magic:

Astral Minion- Create and send out ethereal minions with a range of one kilometer. You can see through their eyes and hear what they hear.

Ordained Shot- Whether it's by a chance gust or an accidental stumble, projectiles you fire find the smallest opening or tightest crack in armor to hit home.

Wave of Detection-Sends out a magical pulse which detects all living things within a hundred meters and dispels invisibility. Living things capable of magic are distinguishable from those that are incapable.

Catharsis- Your mind becomes immune to any psychological damage or mental attacks. You can suppress or amplify your emotions at will.

Meteoric Magic:

Kinetic Sphere- Surrounds you with a magical sphere of **** and propels you very rapidly in the direction of your choice. You can choose to deactivate the sphere at any point or it will end naturally after half a minute.

**** Barrier- Create a wall of magical power which blocks anything physical from passing through and drains the energy of magical projectiles. It can be small enough to only protect a person or large enough to shield a fortress.

Shaken- Cast before attacking with a weapon. The resulting strike will deliver a pulse which ends all passive spell effects on a target and prevents them from casting more for ten seconds.

Slow Foes- Those trying to move or attack within fifty meters feel as if a great pressure is resisting their movement and slowing their weapons. Even magical projectiles move more slowly. You can selectively disable this for allies.

Lunar Magic:

Enemy Within-If you have any abilities which animates skeletons, you can use them on living targets. If the target is magical, the spell requires touch.

Loyal Thrall- Choose one of the entities you can summon. One of that type is permanently bound to you and significantly more powerful. If it is killed, you can resummon it with a ritual.

Raise Skeleton- Targets up to five corpses and reanimates them. These skeltons must be humanoids or mammals. They have little intelligence but will follow simple commands. Up to 50... up to 5000 at once.

(I saw, for a second, a pen, the same one I found within the chest, and felt a change in the powers.)

Bind Armour- Summon a living suit of armour. These are extremely difficult to destroy physically, but are weaker to magical attacks. You can wear a set of bound armour and it will assist you in combat. Up to 5... up to 5000 at once.

Solar Magic:

Blazing Will- When severely injured, your body will emit a wave of scorching flame each time you are struck. If you are under the effects of Solar Vigour, you can ignore the effects of any condition or spell that would decrease your mobility.

Solar Vigour- During the day, all your spells become more powerful, especially Solar Magic. You become physically stronger, tougher, and faster, and mental magic does not affect you.

Helios' Hammer- Calls down a column of scorching sunlight that annihilates whatever it touches. Only works between dawn and dusk. If you have Solar Vigour, Helios' Hammer ignores the effects of Night Bringer.

Fire Serpents- Creates three small flying serpents made of fire. They follow a designated target relentlessly, able to pass through the smallest gaps, and then explode powerfully when they reach them.

If you have more than two powers from the Solar sphere, you are immune to environmental heat and cold.

Abyssal Magic:

Nocturnal Vigour- From Dusk until Dawn, your speed and reaction time are substantially increased. All Abyssal magic spells will become slightly more powerful

Sap Will- A target within your line of sight loses all desires and motivations. Even their will to survive and eat fade away. This power ends if you are harmed or decide to end this power, but not if they leave your sight.

Break Summon- Use this power on a summoned creature to break its bond to its summoner. It can leave if it wishes, but many will have a grudge to bear... Does not work on Loyal Thralls.

Night Bringer- Activate and deactivate at will. This power changes day to night within one mile of your location. In this area, the power of Lunar, Astral, and Planetary magic is increased.

Minor Powers:

Hex- Touch a humanoid to confuse them for a few minutes, rendering them unable to cast spells.

Decipher- When listening to, or reading, a language you don't understand, this power will grant you understanding of it slowly.

(AN: The original CYOA didn't specify, but Magical Locus seems more of a, happens on its own, kind of deal, so I say that it is a passive spell.)

Magical Locus(Passive)-A dwelling you live in for more than a year will attune with your magic, granting you increased power within.

Enhance Senses- Increases the power of all your senses for ten minutes. You can use this spell on an ally.

Repair- If an item could be fixed by a competent craftsman, this spell will do it instantly.

Exhaust- Causes a single enemy to tire out ten times faster as long as they remain in your line of sight.

Power, far greater than what the Astral Gate mark gave, settled and infused within my body. I smiled as I felt far safer now then I have ever been. My powers so far up to this point, has been more passive and sexual than strong. The greatest offensive power was the flames that my nature of a PROPHET OF THE BURNING CATACLYSM gave me. Now I have an ample amount of choices for defense.

I looked at my list and saw it was down to two options. Jar of Mind Worm Juice and Trinity of Deities Calling Card. As much as I needed power, I was not eager to drink worm juice, no matter what worm it is, and so went for the calling card. Before I used them, a flash of knowledge came to me. The description of the item said that it was three goddesses repaying the Deluge, yet from my blurred memories from previous lives as the Deluge, I knew that the Goddesses would send me to their closest disciples, who would be the ones to help me, and the disciple in question would probably think I was just another normal person. I strained for more insight yet only achieved a headache. MNEMONIST OF THE ANCIENT RESONANCE I might be, but the Deluge only fused with me in this life. All its past lives were only somewhat connected to me. I was no doubt lucky enough to know as much as I do. But I was able to 'remember' that these specific goddesses deals in Soul Weaponry, and was most likely that such weapons was going to be given to me as payment.

I activated the card and felt as a magic pulse was sent. I waited a few seconds and yet nothing happened. Until an Asian Blonde-haired, green-eyed, eighteen year old with a massive scythe appeared before me, and wearing a typical school uniform, with the only difference being her too short skirt and a robe that, weirdly enough, did not cover the parts her skirt should have. She was approximately five foot six, if I had to guess. She stood confidently before me, her scythe being held to her side.

(AN: All characters within my story is 18+ years old, including Maka Albarn, the anime girl that is in The Soul Weapon CYOA.)

"I finally found you! Okay, sorry if this is a little sudden, but I need you to come with me. You don't really have a-" I interrupted the rambling teen with a kiss that completely stunned her. I looked in her eyes and only saw confusion and shock which quickly melted into lust as my powers went to work. While I usually preferred the slow and morally correct path of seduction, I wasn't above doing whatever it took to gain an upper hand with an unknown and possibly dangerous foe. My past life was devoid of such necessary actions, but my memories of many lives gave me ample reasons to seduce and bed her so that she will be on my side, and thus, no longer a potential threat.

I raised my hand and quickly massaged her C-cup tits through her clothes and she moaned, yet when my hands started to reach downward, she gently but quickly put her hand on my own.

"Wai-wait, please." I pulled from our kiss and looked at her with a raised eyebrow and met her **** eyes.

"What? Do you want me to stop? I don't think so, as I can see how you are reacting, I know you like this." She tried to take a step back, but stopped, a look of doubt warring with lust appearing on her face.

"I-I do. I know I shouldn't want to do something so... serious with a man I just met, a naked man I just realize, but I really do want you. But-but I just turned eighteen, four months ago, I'm not ready for a child yet. I-I also would like at least a date before we, you know, do anything." I sighed, and wrapped my arms around her suddenly, and pulled her into a hug. She let out a cute sound, like a meep, but did not resist. "I-I can't and don't want to stop you, but please, I'm not ready." I chuckled. Dangerous or not, I was not completely like the person I was in some of my past lives. The plea from a beautiful girl was able to make me rethink my plan, though only somewhat. I was also shocked at just how quickly the effects of The Glow went to work.

"So is that a promise of a date?" I couldn't see it, but I was assured that she was blushing right now.

"I-yeah, I would like that." I let her go, and saw as she backed away from me with a small smile and a blush. Her scythe... vibrated I think, and she jumped a little. A little sheepish, she rubbed the back of her head. "Any, uh, anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, uh, before that, do you want any clothes?" I saw as she barely could stop herself from looking down and chuckled.

"No, I'm good and I thought it was obvious, but if not, you can look all you want, I don't mind." I saw as she took a little peek at my words and became transfixed on it. "First time seeing one?" She jumped a little and her face turned crimson.

"N-no, but the only other one I saw was pretty small compared to yours." This time, I was sure that her scythe vibrated. She looked directly on the eye looking part of her weapon. "I didn't mean it in a mean way, it's just, I mean look at him! He is pretty large. I'm not saying-"

"Um, who are you talking to?" I was starting to worry if she was a little bit insane. Not exactly a turn off for me, though I would have to be careful around her if she was. She quickly turned to me with a sheepish look.

"My scythe, he is a soul weapon. Before you ask anything, I can assure you, all will be revealed when we get back on script." She finished with a little smile.

"Soooo, are you taken or not?" She blushed deeply at the question and I saw her scythe vibrating a lot. She quickly turned back to her scythe and spoke a little harshly to it with a scowl. I now knew I much preferred her smile, as she can be pretty scary.

"Stop it, you know you can't transform here, while we are doing this! We will both get in trouble, and you know you are on shaky ground because of last week. We will talk later, I promise." Her scythe stopped vibrating and she turned around and gave me a shy smile. "No, I am not, as you say, taken yet. I have never had the time or inclination for it. But I am open to trying it, for you. I-I don't know why, but you make me feel like, like I really want to be with you, in more than a friendly way. And that's how I think of my soul weapon, my eternal and awesome friend, so you don't need to worry about him."

"You know, I don't think I will be able to choose where I end up on Ruyanei, so how will I find you?" She blushed a little and took a pen and some paper from her pocket, which did not look like it should have been able to hold anything. A bag of holding made into a pocket, perhaps? She wrote something down, put her pen back, and handed the paper to me.

"Here you go, the exact location on the seventh continent of Ruyanei, and my phone number, Academy I.D. number, and the phone number of the Academy. I don't think many places besides the Academy have phones, as the Light has only recently decided to help advance the technology of the planet, but you never know. I would also assume that if you are one of those people being summoned, that the ones doing the summoning should help you. Anyways, can we please get back on script, Please?" I smirked at her and decided to press my luck a little.

"May I have a parting gift, before we get serious. Something for me to remember you while I'm on my travels." She blushed and looked within her pocket that her pen and paper came from.

"I-I don't really have anything that could be considered something that would remind you of me, but may-" I walked up to her while she was looking and grabbed her chin and gently raised it to look at me. I gave her a little kiss that had her blushing to a near-tomato level redness.

"I would think your underwear is a good enough gift." If I thought she was blushing before, I would have been wrong. Surely it isn't healthy to be this red.

"I-I, my what?" I let go of her chin, and leaned towards her ear and whispered softly.

"Your underwear, beautiful." I leaned back and saw that she was averting her eyes away. I waited a bit to see what would happen. After a while, I decided to just pass it off as a joke, but then she moved. She sat her scythe aside, which stood up on its own power, and slowly slipped her panties off. The scythe shook a little, but the girl said nothing. Once they were off, she held them to me, still avoiding eye contact. I took them, and decided not to smell them in front of her. Instead, I willed forth, with a snap of my fingers, a magical item, the same one I learned how to make from the Alchemist God Shard. I handed it to her with the hand that was not holding her underwear. "Here you go, a treasure for a treasure."

I saw as her eyes glanced towards my hand and shimmered with a magical light and then she gasped. "I-I can't take this, this is a powerful artifact! Especially not in exchange for some underwear!"

"I disagree. This underwear means a lot to me. It will remind me of the beautiful woman that is waiting for me." I smirked and saw her blushing heavily again. "Look, you can't give it back, I have already decided to give it to you. Keep it, if not to use, than just as a sign of my promise. To come find you and have our date, okay?"

"Y-yes, that sounds... wonderful." She said looking at the ring in shock. I had made it into a beautiful but plain golden ring, though from how her eyes acted, I suspect that she had some mage sight, and thus knew exactly how powerful the ring was. I couldn't wait until others see it and ask her. She probably wouldn't even think how saying that a man had given her a ring would sound to other people.

"Now then, you said something about a scri-" This time, she was the one doing the interruption, with a kiss of her own in fact. After a few seconds, she pulled back with a wide smile that was accompanied with a blush. She took the ring from me as she took a step back.

"Thank you, truly. I will treasure it, and-and yes, I did mention a script. Ahem, now then-" She put on as best a serious face as she could with a blush, putting on my ring and grabbing her soul weapon again. The magics of the ring going to work, giving what flesh was on display a toned and muscled look and no doubt also working just as well underneath her clothes. "Woah, what the-" She looked down down and realized the effect of the ring. "I knew that it imbued the wearer with a great deal of magic and that it was female only, though I didn't know it was this effective so quickly." I smirked at her observation.

"A perfected form, the removal of the need to sleep, eat, breathe, or even bathe, the power of flight, enhanced intelligence, and a very strong regeneration, all tied together." I said with no small amount of pride, though who could blame me. She looked back up at me with a complete dumbfounded look.

"I-I-" I walked up to her and gave her a peck on the lips.

"When I want something-" I entangled my free hand into her hair, "or someone, I go all out. I want you and there is not much that will stop me. Do you understand?" In response, she gave a numb nod of her head. "In words please."

"I-yes, I understand. I, this is, I mean-" I gave another peck and let go of her hair. I backed off, giving her some space.

"Don't worry beautiful, this is just the beginning. Now then, let's get back to business, shall we?" I willed her underwear into my hammerspace and waited for her to continue. It took her a little while to wrap her head around everything, before she focused back in, and began talking again.

"Yes, well, like I... wait, did I ever tell you my name?" I chuckled, and shook my head. She blushed, hard, and looked away. "Heh, sorry about that, ahem, it's Maka Albarn, and, um, what's yours?"

"It's Paul Steele, Maka." I said her name, as though tasting it. It was a nice name. She was blushed a little bit more at hearing her name come from me, and I have no doubt that my name would escape her lips when she next does some 'personal stress relief'.

"Paul." Hearing my name come from her was more arousing than it should have been. "Any-anyways, back to what this is all about. Now, wait, where was I, oh right, ahem."

She straightened up as much as possible, and looked me in the eyes, though she did peek one more time at my dick.

"I need you to come with me, we truly need your help and don't have much time. I'll explain more on the way." she extended her hand towards mine and I saw no reason to hesitate. We held hands and the beige void became a swirling mix of all the colors. "Okay, so I'll start with the simple stuff. Your soul has a very specific wavelength to it that makes you an ideal candidate to wield a soul weapon- a weapon far more powerful than any normal weapon, and is indestructible, permanently bound to you, and imbued with a variety of special abilities to allow you to alter the flow of battle in your favor. We are rather short on wielders right now, which is why it is so important that you join us. We're pretty sure there's some nasty plots brewing in the shadows right now, and we really need all the new recruits we can get!"

I smiled at how in character she was, and just how adorable she looked. She noticed my smile and blushed a little.

"Oh hey, looks like we're here!"

The swirling colors gave way to a land of lava rivers and volcanoes with a rock ceiling overhead. The expected heat never came, and I don't think that was because I was immune to **** heat. I would think my immunity would still let me notice if the heat was fatal to others. Sure enough, there was not a single bead of sweat on Maka. While there was a liquid dripping from her, it wasn't sweat. I couldn't wait to taste her.

"Aaaaaaand welcome to the Soul Forge! Here is where your soul weapon will be born, given life from a combination of the inherent mystical energies of the flames and the molten alloys here, and the resonance given off from your own soul." I couldn't resist a little joke.

"This is a wonderous spot for our first date, though I don't see any dining tables." She blushed a little.

"I, well, yes this place is cool looking, but there is this one rest-"

"I was just joking, Maka." Her blush got even more fierce.

"I knew that! Ahem, please let me finish." I nodded with a smirk, and saw as she slowly got back into character.

I think any roleplaying in bed with her was going to be epic. I saw as she sneakily pulled out a little note, and then put it back while mumbling.

"I don't think I need to say that part, he is definitely not as dumb as most boys who come through here are." Without the powers I had gained, there was no doubt that I would have not heard her. She looked at me with a bright smile and spoke in her regular tone. "Your ears did not deceive you, I did indeed said 'born' and 'given life', for your weapon will be very much alive, capable of switching between its weapon form and its humanoid form at will. A cute, female humanoid form by default, to be exact. Other forms don't seem to be very popular these days... I can't imagine why." Her eyes couldn't help trail over my form, lingering more on my muscles and dick then anywhere else. She caught me looking at her looking at me and blush. "S-sorry."

"Like I said, I don't mind." I gave her a gentle smile that prompted one from her. She coughed a little in her hand.

"Anyway, because they're a living being, your relationship with your weapon will be a very important factor in determining your effectiveness in battle. You'll need to learn to cooperate with them, or you'll find wielding them to be exceptionally difficult. On the other hand, forge a strong relationship and you'll be in sync with your movements and your weapons' in a way that surpasses the skill of the greatest masters of martial arts, attaining a connection that can grant you superhuman levels of focus and split-second adaptability. Just to review, here's some qualities that all soul weapons are guaranteed to possess:"

• "They are completely unbreakable, and cannot be so much as scratched by any ****. Their human form is essentially immortal."
• "They will feel a natural connection with you, and will endeavor to make your partnership work - but they are not bound to obey any commands if they choose not to, and have their own will."
• "You will gain some beginner knowledge and skill in wielding the type of weapon you choose, enough to be proficient in battle and hit the ground running in training. True mastery will come from time and practice."
• "Your 'shill cap' will be much higher than any normal human's, and you will eventually be capable of normally impossible feats- crazy spinning acrobatic sword leaps, pinpoint accuracy with a bow in midair, etc."
• "If you are not in melee, you may teleport your weapon to you at any time. This includes throwing weapons and the ammo that comes with projectile weapons."
• "Your weapon's life is bound to your own, and it will lose all magical qualities and sentience if you die, leaving an ordinary weapon of unremarkable metal behind as a 'corpse'."

"Now then, let's get star-" I raised my hand. "Eh, yes?"

"Why can I only teleport my weapon to me outside of combat?" She tried to hide it but I could sense both disappointment and relief, was she wanting more flirting?

"Great question, well-" I strode quickly to her and captured her lips, and she let a surprised sound out before closing her eyes and leaning into it. After around a minute, I broke it off.

"We can only make us work, if you let me know what you want. Why did you look disappointed?" She blushed and looked away.

"I-I was, I don't know, expecting something." She looked back at me with a bright smile. "But I also appreciated keeping to the topic of Soul Weapons. There will be time for us later." She leaned forward and gently kissed me for a second. She pulled back and held out her arms with a blush. "But-but I would like a little hug before we continue." I happily and quickly embraced her. She buried her face into my chest and I rested my chin on her head. After a few minutes, we let each other go, both mirroring the other with a large and warm smile. "Now then, the answer to your question. To put simply, the magics that allow your weapon to function in battle and the magic that allows teleportation, cannot be used together. However, there was a rune made that did allow such a thing to happen, but I don't know enough of the science and magic that goes into how the rune works. Basically, without the Recall rune, there is no way to make your weapon instantly appear before you in battle. Now then, where were we?"

She didn't even try to hide it this time, looking at her note and then putting it back. She then got back into her cheerful and confidant persona.

"We'll start with the most fundamental aspect of your soul weapon- what kind of weapon it will be. This will probably be the single biggest influence on what your overall combat style will be, and will also influence which other options, like material and runes, will be most effective. Choose carefully! Aside from determining how you wield your weapon, this section will also determine a large portion of her personality. Other options may further paint the basic canvas of her behavior that you decide here, you can just think of this as a starting point. You may also decide to exactly what extent the options here shift her from a typical 'average' personality- a Knife might not necessarily be a full-on murderous psycho yandere, but instead might just be possessive and dependent."

She then leaned a little to me and stage whispered.

"I have heard that weapons with more intense base personalities do tend to have slightly amplified abilities, though don't worry too much about that, I'm sure it's not that big of a difference."

She straightened up and continued in her normal tone.

"Her personality may grow and shift over time as well, just as a human's would- though it will always be tinted somewhat by the quality given to her here. Besides each option will be a 'recommended weight', this represents the optimal range of weight for that class of weapon to function- weight will be decided by the material you use to forge the weapon and her human body type. These values represent typically effective ranges for common variations of a weapon, but you could probably justify being outside the range if you use a very oddly shaped variation of the weapon. Being a little outside the recommended range will only have minor effects, but these will be amplified exponentially the further outside the range you are, eventually making your weapon laughably ineffective if you ignore them altogether." I raised my hand and she nodded to me.

"How would you rate your weapon, based on this weight measurement?" She, rather adorably, put her finger on her chin and looked up in contemplation.

"Hmm, well a scythe should be within a 65 to 125 range, with going over the limit being more detrimental than other weapons. Mine is around 70, making him very light and easy to wield. Amongst all the scythe users I have met, I would have to say that I am the strongest. I say this with zero arrogance either, as I have dueled against all of them and won."

"I'm jealous that others have seen you fight, you are no doubt as graceful a fighter as you look." She blushed at my words, and I think I have become addicted to making her blush. Thinking about her and Fae, I think I just like making girls blush, period.

"We-well, once you get here, we can spar and you can see first hand my, um, combat efficiency." I smirked at her.

"I don't know? I think you will defeat me pretty quickly, considering what you would do to me." She tilted her head in a cute expression of confusion.

"What I would do to you?" I reached down to my dick and gave it a stroke, her eyes following my every movement. "I-I see." And her cute tomato face came back. "Well, I, uh, I'm sure that we can do something about that before the, uh, spar, so that you aren't... too distracted."

"That would be most appreciated." She was continued to watch me stoke my dick and I couldn't help but ask. "Do you want to touch?" She jumped at my words, and looked me in the eyes with an embarrassed face.

"No no, I was just, uh, looking. Ahem, anyways, can you stop so that I can focus again." I stopped stroking and even put both hands behind my back. However, my length was still pointed straight at her, something she made very apparent that she knew, with her frequent glancing down. "So, one more thing: in the world you know, you're probably accustomed to certain weapons being inherently 'better' than others- like a sword being much more practical than a battleaxe in almost any situation, or a gun being more effective than anything else here. I just want you to keep in mind that Soul Weapons don't really abide by those rules- you can assume that a very fast, adaptable ranged weapon like a small gun will pay for it with noticeably reduced damage output over a sword, and that strong, slow weapons like axes and hammers will deal much more per hit. In other words, It's best to assume an even playing field, with every weapon coming balanced with its own advantages and disadvantages. You'd be much better off choosing a weapon with a fighting style you like and would enjoy learning than choosing one that you think would just be outright better. Please choose one, and then stare in the lava, while thinking of your choice and the intensity of her personality that you want your Soul Weapon to have."

With that said she laid down some cards with art and their descriptions. I looked through all of them, and couldn't help but to raise my eyebrow.

"Very nice looking cards." At my words, she blushed heavily.

"I, well, those are all that I am given. But-" I reached for a card and showed her.

"How is a dildo suppose to win fights against swords and guns?" She snatched the card from my hand and looked at it before making a cute startled sound.

"H-how did this get here?! Listen, I-I swear that I didn't mean to! You-you know that I'm not like-" I gently took the card from her, which made her stop talking and look me in the eyes, pleadingly. I chuckled and set the card down.

"Relax, I'm sure that this is just a prank. I don't see you any different just because you gave me an option to make a Soul Weapon Dildo." I then became very serious. "However, have you ever been a... victim of one?" She blushed even heavier and started frantically shaking her head.

"NO, NO, I-I HAVE NEVER PUT ANYTHING, OR LET ANYTHING, NEAR MY-MY, WELL, YOU-KNOW-WHAT!" She became embarrassed at yelling that out loud. I looked at her skeptically.

"Reeeealy? Not even your fingers?"

"No, honestly! I-I wasn't lying earlier when I said that I had never had any romantic or intimate inclinations, and that extends to-" I interrupted her by quickly marching up to her and capturing her lips, which she slowly accepted, even though she was clearly still embarrassed. When we parted, there was even a string of saliva connecting us. "What-what was that FOOORRR!" Her exclamation came from the fact that I had placed my thumb on her clit and one finger within her. She grew very stiff.

"So are you saying that I am touching you in places that no one else, not even you, have ever touched?" She turned her head away.

"Yes, I-I only use cleaning runes when I bathe and use the restroom. I had never needed to-to touch there. Please, I'm still not ready for... anything serious." I leaned in and breathed in her ears, and saw as her whole body shivered.

"Even though you are so wet and inviting?"

"Y-yes, I-I know that I-I might seem ready, but I'm not, so please-" She laid both her hands on the arm that was invading her, though she exerted no **** to move my hand and looked me right in the eye. She said nothing else and made no other movement, neither did I. We stayed there, looking at each other, waiting for the other one to do something. I knew that pushing her would end with getting what I want, but how that might affect her was up in the air. I have rapidly grown to care for her, and there was a fine line between very forceful seduction and ****, and I was firmly of the idea that Maka deserved the very best life. She was too adorable and precious to have to deal with an awful experience like ****.

I pulled back my hand and gave us a few feet of space.

"Th-thank you for your patience. I-I promise-" She stopped as she saw me lap at my hand like a dehydrated man in the desert. I smacked my lips when I was done.

"I never thought someone could taste so sweet." She averted her eyes and a fierce blush came over her. "Don't worry Maka, I will never push you to do things that you truly do not want to do, or are not ready, and you don't need to compromise or promise me things to keep me patient. I won't ever harm you, unless that's what gets you off." She turned to me, still blushing up a storm, but said blush was now accompanied by a large smile.

"Thank you, Paul. Really, I mean it. I swear, I really do want to do more, it's just, I need time to prepare myself mentally for sex." I gave her a large smile myself.

"Don't sweat it, take as long as you want. Your kisses and hugs are great enough to satisfy me right now." With that, I gave her time to calm down as I looked at my choices. After considering them, I chose the Sword and stared at the closest lava stream near me, willing for her personality to be as **** as possible, for that little bit more power.

Staring out into the churning molten magma, I saw an interesting sight. The magma parted itself in the precise shape of the sword I had in mind, as if to create the mold that my weapon will be forged in. Maka, seeing the event happen, and seeming to be calmed down now, continued on with her speech, gaining my attention. I noticed that she collected the weapon type cards while I wasn't looking.

"Now comes the part where you decide the overall build your weapon will have in her human form. This isn't just cosmetic- the options here, along with the material you use when forging her, will determine her weight in weapon form! Pick options that will make her effective in battle, and try not to be too shallow! Though I doubt that you will." She gave me a warm smile when she said this, and I was happy that she seemed to take my aggressive passion in stride. I turned to the molten magma and thought of the ideal body and learned of what the weight of such a thing would be.

Boob: Big+8

Butt: Girly+4

Hips: Wide+8

Build: Fit+2

Base weight: 22

"Alright, the magma seemed to have accepted what was on your mind, now you need to decide what material you will forge your weapon from. Different materials have different weight multipliers- they will multiply the weight of your weapon's body type to determine her final weight. Try to get this number within the recommended weight range for your weapon type! The different materials also confer various powers and specialties to your weapon too, separate from the runes we'll add later. Oh, and I should mention that the material you use will have a significant effect on her appearance in her human form, too- described individually under each material. You can choose whether the effect is major or minor, but if you choose the major effect for her appearance, you have the option to increase or decrease the weight multiplier for the material by 1 star, for a minimum of 1, and a maximum of five." She handed me some more cards and blushed. "Please ignore the... suggestive shape of the ingots we are using. It started as a prank one year and now it's a tradition, for some reason."

I smirked at her, but repressed the urge to comment. I looked through all my options and debated with myself.

Out of all of them, it really comes down to Wyrmscale and Tifaenium. Mostly due to their effects on runes. Also, there was no way in any life times, that I would ever want to even get close to Voidshard, especially when I knew the effects to the body of my Soul Weapon.

Wyrmscale was essentially the bane to all weapons that uses runes and from what I can infer so far, runes were a very important part of Soul Weapons. The ability to shut off runes during a fight would be extremely powerful.

On the other hand, Tifaenium went in the opposite direction, not disabling runes, but enhancing them, with the added side effect of not being as greatly affected by Wyrmscale. That and the fact that my weapon would gain another rune, made me choose Tifaenium. It would have been a more difficult choice, had Wyrmscale's ability not also disable its own runes.

(AN. I debated with myself whether or not I should use the Chains of Olympus, and originally I chose not to, but the ideas I came up with was to good to not.)

I felt a familiar burning, and knew that it was the chains once more. From them I knew that I could choose a second metal which would blend in perfectly, giving me the traits of both at full power, something that I doubt was usual. I chose Evertimber, because again, Wrymscale disabling its own runes was a huge negative to me. The ability to perceive time slower was also pretty cool, like having my own bullet time.

"Oh, Tifaenium is a good choice! Did you know, as a little fun fact, that Tifaenium was once called Faelloy not that long ago, but its name changed during the reconstruction of the Academy by one of its most powerful members! I don't know why, but it's interesting to know! Back on topic, I see you are going for a mage build, right?" She smiled a little and tilted her head. I somehow knew that she did not notice I had chosen another material. I almost said something before I felt an ominous chill from the chains and had the gut instinct not to talk about what it does with anybody, at least not right now.

"Yeah, Runes sound like they would be a game changer. By the way, what material is your scythe?" I quickly changed the subject, trying to do so as smoothly as possible and was rewarded by her smile widening. She picked up her scythe and spun it around in her fingers with effortless grace.

"He is made of Vanilliron, helped me greatly with quickly learning how to use a scythe as a weapon!" She set the weapon back down and then blushed. "I-I guess I should get to putting the ingot in place."

She walked over to the Tifaenium and picked it up by the hips, and I couldn't help myself.

"Can you give it a lick?" She looked at me quickly, dumbfounded.

"A-a lick? why would I do that?"

"C'mon, it's just metal and it would be hot!"

"I-I don't know..." I put my hands together in a pleading way, and tried my hardest to pout.

"Please Maka, it would make me greatly happy to see it." She looked at me with the best deadpanned look I have ever seen. The blush and the hint of a smile kind of ruined it though.

"Me licking a metal ingot in the shape of a women's lower area would make you happy?" I shook my head up and down rapidly.

"Yes, greatly! Especially if it's right in the center." Her small blush that she had at the first mention of licking suddenly spread. I thought I would have to convince her more, or just accept that she wasn't going to do it, but then she did. I saw her bring the metal to her face and her tongue darting out. I had no doubt that if the metal was alive and had hands, it would have grabbed Maka's head and begged for more. Alas, she only did a small lick and then pulled back with a huge blush.

"Don't get me wrong, I only did that because you were patient earlier. Don't expect a repeat."

"I am crying already." She blushed heavier yet said nothing and walked over to the spot where the lava had formed the mold. She tossed it into the churning magma. Glancing down, I can see it melt into the surrounding mixture of molten rock, yet somehow it extracts itself from the mixture to flow neatly into the weapon mold. The Tifaenium, now molten, perfectly fills up the shape of the shield I had envisioned. I expected her to turn back to me, yet as though hypnotized, she turned back to where the other ingots where and picked up the one for Evertimber and also placed it within the magma, with the same thing happening to it as what happened to the first metal.

She paused there, as though a computer experiencing a glitch before she let out a small, adorable sneeze. She turned to me and got back into her persona, not noticing the mixing metal or what she did.

"I don't know if I said it earlier or not, so let me just say it here. You need to learn to cooperate with your weapon, learning to synchronize with her, and try your hardest to understand each other to grow stronger, however, this... isn't strictly true. We can alter the frequency of your soul's wavelength transmitted to the newly forged weapon, so that one of you actually takes charge while the other remains subservient to everything but the most **** ****- and this will still allow you to function effectively in battle. This is completely optional, and I think staying equals is very effective, allowing you and your partner to grow together and learn from each other, covering each other's flaws! But the option is open."

I raised an eyebrow at her, and marched to her. Like all the other times, she didn't even bother to take a single step back. Our lips met, and I loved the fact that she showed no confusion at the kiss anymore. I brought one hand to the back of her head and the other went to massage her breast. She moaned at the pleasant feelings I gave her, and gave me a smile when I pulled back,

"Not that I mind, but what caused that?" I smirked and gently squeezed her breast and tightened my grip on the back of her neck.

"Notice how I like to hold you, how I acted when I first saw a sexy, beautiful blonde appear before me, and how I express my desire for you. What type of position do you think I prefer to be in, in a relationship." She blushed and looked away shyly.

"A-a Dom." She whispered, and I brought her into an embrace, wrapping my arms around her waist, which she leaned into.

"You know, every relationship I had been in, I was always the Dom, even if the girl I was dating was one too. I always made her feel so good, that she didn't mind being a sub." I reached down with one hand and grabbed her ass. "Will you be my Sub, Maka?" She buried her head in my chest, and I felt a slight nod. "Can you say it in words?" She raised her head and met my eyes, and with an embarrassed blush, spoke words that tested my willpower.

"Yes, Sir." Her blush deepened as she gently rest her hand on my erection. Everytime we had embraced or gotten close, she always made sure to touch it as little as possible, yet now her warm palm was enveloping my dick head. I couldn't suppress the grunt from my throat, or the tightening of my grip on her waist and butt. I felt a growing desire to make her sink to her knees, or to make her lie down and let me taste her.

I have never felt such an ache for a woman before, and with a flash, I remembered lives upon lives. The Glow desired to revel with others, to make them realize just how great it was, and how wonderful being with it could be. This is what I felt, a near-all consuming need to make Maka mine, no matter what, even should Maka beg me not to.

I quickly let go and made space between us, and turned around, looking at a volcano in the distance. Maka must have not noticed the effect she was having on me, as her confused and hurt voice reached my ear. "Paul? Did I do something wrong?" I chuckled and glanced back at her.

"I just need to settle down. I don't think I had ever had my restraint tested as it is right now." I saw her blush and the confusion and hurt left her voice.

"I-I see, thank you for doing so. Should I continue while you calm down?" I shook my head.

"Your voice and how you explain the whole process and-and just everything about you, is just unbearably attractive to me." I turned to her, and gently held her face with my hands. "I will warn you, I am very possessive. Any further, and I will never let you go, never let someone so great leave me. Are you sure you still want to be with me?" She turned serious at my question.

"Yes, it might be crazy, but in the span of such a short amount of time, I am feeling all these... emotions that I have never felt, and I don't want to go back to not feeling them. I-I want to see where we go and how things happen. But-but how possessive will you be?"

"I hate to say it, and I know it is ****, but I won't stand you being close with another guy, and if I see it, I can't promise that I won't fight him."

"What about my Soul Weapon, he IS a boy." I grimaced.

"I-I don't know. I guess as long as you aren't doing something where I can see it, I guess it's not bad, though I will ask that you don't too far." She smiled at me, and held my face as well.

"I just wanted to make sure that you wouldn't hurt my friend. I promise you, nothing romantic or sexual has ever happened between us, and that isn't going to change, I swear." She leaned in for a kiss and I met her halfway. After a minute, we broke apart and just held each other. I noticed out of the corner of my eye her scythe vibrating like mad, poor little guy. She took a step back and exhaled with a large smile. "So, yeah, I am still willing to be with you, no matter how possessive, as long as you don't go full yandere on me. Anyways, we should probably get through the rest of the thing."

She moved to the lava and made a complex hand sign and shortly thereafter, felt... something. A strange ****- my soul's wavelength, I guess- leave my body and rocket downwards into the magma. I looked down towards the liquid fires of the forge for the last time as the molten Tifaenium-Evertimber mix finally hardens, despite being surrounded on all sides by incredibly hot molten rock. Looking closely, I can see that the mixed metal took on the exacts details of the sword I had envisioned, and it was sitting down on its little indentation in the magma. Maka made some wide, sweeping motions in the general direction of the weapon, and suddenly it's rising up through the air to meet me. An impulse that I couldn't control, overtook my right hand and made me reach out to it. Yet, unlike what I expected, It was warm, but not unbearably hot. It was more like a fresh-baked plate of cookies than something which had just been laying in a bed of magma. I looked over the sword, and couldn't help the excitement that I felt.

An arming sword whose blade, hilt, and pommel was made from smooth, polished wood that seemed to be woven into threads of glittering crystals and lightly humming with the innate magical nature of Tifaenium, while its grip was made of white leather. I looked up and saw the wide smile that Maka was giving me.

"That's just the base for your weapon, though. There's still a couple more important steps to go through, including the most important one of all- granting her sentience and a human form! But that's still a little ways off. Now we get to the part when you really can get creative- your weapon has all the details of her shape ironed out, but for a Soul Weapon, she's a little lacking in magic and special abilities. That's where runes come in! I can inscribe small magical glyphs in the framework of her soul, granting her a wide variety of possible abilities and giving you several options to push forward in battle. They will simultaneously influence small aspects of her appearance, personality, or biology- these side-effects are listed out on these cards. Said effects can not override effects that is caused by her material and if two effects would change the same thing, then just will which effect happens when I signal you to do so."

At those words, she held up another deck of cards. It was also at this moment that I realize that she already took back the cards for the materials. Her slight of hand must be good for me to not notice two times in a row, or she is just magicking them away.

"By default, Soul Weapons only has space for three run-" The familiar warmth happened once more, and I wondered how the chains will reacts this time. "Six, uh wait, is that not, humm, Six-six runes I think there simply isn't space in her soul's framework for more. However, as your weapon is made of Tifaenium, I will be able to 'squeeze' one-" Again the warmth, though this time it was accompanied by a flinch from Maka. Yet, like before, she continued like she didn't notice anything. "TWO more in. Also, while the description of these runes will give you a rough idea of their average potential, you should generally assume that you'll start off with a bit less power than they mention until you get enough practice with them. However, It is also safe to assume that you can push a bit further than they mention with a great deal of hardship and practice- and that they can be pushed well their limits with the enhancements granted by certain materials or other runes, like Tifaenium for example. While pelting enemies from afar with your runes is usually safer than getting up close and personal, you'd be pretty foolish to just ignore melee combat altogether. For example, the damage difference between pelting enemies with fireballs from a distance and cloaking you sword in fire and directly attacking would likely be orders of magnitudes apart. I also feel like I should emphasize that runes aren't everything. In most cases, you'll get the majority of your damage output from direct strikes of your weapon. You should think of runes as ways to supplement your main fighting style, or to further shape it to be uniquely your own- thinking of your actual weapon and its attack as dead weight is not a smart strategy. Now then, it would be best to choose which ones will be slotted in the space that your material provided, for stability reasons."

With this said she then handed me the cards and I looked through them. I took them all in and pondered heavily before I made my decision. I lift the two cards towards Maka.

"Eh, Alloy and Time-out, huh. Not too bad of a choice with Tifaenium as your base. Which material do you want to merge with it for Alloy?" She asked as she took my sword and got into a cross-legged position and started moving her right pointer finger on it.

"Wyrmscale, for its durability and the fact that when it is weakened, it will have no effect on my weapon while severely weakening my enemies." She smirked at me for a second and got back to tracing.

"Finally someone who thinks strategy when they choose their runes. Most people's first choice is Weapon shift because of its affect on the Soul Weapon's personality, or Dual Wield for, and I quote, 'why settle for one girl when you can have two'." She said this last part with a deadpan expression that I couldn't help but to chuckle at.

"They told you this to your face?"

"Yep, seemed pleased too, for some reason." I gave a little chuckle while I went back to choosing.

I eventually chose Bestow, Zero Gravity, Shared Benefits, Spirit Graft: Type C (Instead of the bonuses for Telepathy and Equivalent Exchange, she will possess the bonuses of Noblesse Oblige and Spirit Graft: Type EXTRA), Equivalent Exchange, and Telepathy, and couldn't help but quickly ask Maka a question to bypass any weirdness that might occur because of the chains.

"Which runes did you choose?" She thankfully didn't pause in her engraving when she spoke.

"Juggernaut, Navigator, and Telepathy. Juggernaut because as a slender and comparatively weak girl, the idea of immense strength was too tempting. Navigator was really just chosen to make my life easier, and Telepathy as it sounded like it was just the perfect rune for a relationship that was reliant on communication." She traced a weird shape near the hilt of my weapon and then finished with a familiar motion. "A loop-de-loop there and we are done! I've finished adding the runes to your weapon, which took longer than usual but maybe I'm imagining that. She's almost done! Now we are at the point where I can enter into an agreement with a soul from the ether, so that they'll agree to inhabit your weapon. I'm going to put myself into a trance for a bit so I can enter the ether and make contact."

"Are your sure that's safe." I couldn't help but worry when she said that she would be making deals with spirits. She picked up on my worry and gave me a gentle smile.

"This isn't my first time doing this, don't worry, it's perfectly safe. Most of the talking is just me reassuring the spirit that it won't be abused and that it will really get to experience the mortal world. Now, don't do anything too weird while I'm out, Okay?" I couldn't help but smirk at her.

"Fine, but don't you want to sit in my lap for the duration of your trance." She looked down skeptically at my perpetually hard dick.

"Tempting but no. I doubt I would be able to focus on the trance with that thing near me." With that she closed her eyes and seemingly stopped breathing. I walked forward and leaned down, pressing my ear against her chest. Not only hearing her heartbeat, but also feeling her chest.

"Well, you didn't wait long, did you?" I jumped around and saw another Japanese girl here. A busty, black haired, brown-eyed mature woman in a kimono that had a slit going up most of her leg, showing a lot of delicate skin. She held a weird mask that had a symbol of a large eye on it, in her left hand. She possessed a teasing smile on her face, and kept looking down at my cock. She slowly glided to me with a grace of a predator approaching their pray.

"I was merely checking to see if she was still breathing. And I doubt she would mind me being so close." The stranger got close to me and gently rested her hand on my dick, causing it to twitch involuntarily. I raised my eyebrow at her forwardness. "Haven't given me a your name, yet are already touching me, not that I mind." Her teasing smile widened and she got closer, putting both hands on my shaft and slightly moving them back and forth.

"I don't have a name, as my owner saw his Soul Weapon as a tool, meant for battle and nothing else. Even my-" She grabbed one of my hands and rested it on her chest- "Assets were merely chosen to get the ideal weight. But that is not why I'm here. I am here to give you a chance for more power, more runes, if you are interested."

"Would- can I give you a name then? I would want to be able to put a name to the hands currently pleasing me." She raised her eyebrow at me and gave me a smirk.

"I'm just here for entertainment, and willing to do whatever you want for about-" She glanced at Maka for a second- "Thirty minutes I would say, with how deep she seems to be. You don't need to fake any care for me as a person, just keep away my boredom and I will be happy." I felt something trying to influence my mind and easily stopped it. Knowing that the attempt came from the girl in front of me, Iraised my hand that wasn't busy occupying her chest to her chin and pulled her into a kiss. Her sweet lips hid a tongue that resisted my own for a time, though she submitted when she realized she couldn't win. I explored her mouth and reveled in it, but made sure to not get too deep into it. I broke the kiss and look deep in her eye.

"Hmmm, Hinata would be a nice name for you." Her eyes widened a little and her hands stopped.

"Wh-what? I told you that-"

"I don't care, if you don't have a suggestion for a name, then your name is Hinata. Now then, you said you had a way to give my weapon more runes." Her eyes widened further when she saw that I was not affected and also would not stop humanizing her and I thought I saw a tear form, though she quickly placed her mask on. She spoke once more in a cheerful tone and her hands started jacking me off again, a little bit quicker this time. I could sense now that is was a mere act and wondered about the life this Soul Weapon lived.

"My my, what an interesting man. Very well, call me whatever you like, though I am use to more... provocative names, I have no problem pretending to be your dear girlfriend and-" I shook my head.

"Nope, I want you to be you. If you are looking for a good time with me, fine, I'm game. But I want to be with you right now." Her hands paused again and her mask just stared at me for a second before she knelt before. Her right hand continued to stroke me while her other began to fondle my balls.

"I-I, look man, why can't you be like the others? I make you feel good, give you a more interesting weapon, and then we go our separate ways, that's it, no names and no feelings." Her hands stopped again for a second only to resume when she sighed. "Now then, I can increase the area on your weapon that can allow runes, all I have to do is give your weapon some... unique qualities, which is called quirks. They're completely harmless and even fun, trust me. I was given six of them and I have had a blast! For one quirk, I can add one- two runes, for four runes, your weapon will have three quirks. If you want six extra runes, then expect six quirks, and if you want as much runes as I can give, then take all ten quirks for four runes. And since Ms. Honor Student is out like a log, I'll even help inscribe the runes, though you can't let anyone know I was here, especially not her. Trust me, it won't end well for any one. Here, some cards that describes the different quirks, and the old rune cards to help you out."

She stooped fondling my balls for a second and reached within her cleavage, and brought out what she sought. She held out the warm stack of cards and when I took them, she went right back to fondling. Before I looked at them, I couldn't help but ask.

"If your master found out you were here, would he **** you." Her jerking me off got faster, more urgent.

"Oooooh yes, master would bend me over his knee and-" I took her mask off and threw it to the side, and stared straight into her stunned eyes.

"I'm serious, is your master abusive?" Her stunned expression gave way to frustration and quickly took her hands off me and got to her feet. She stormed a way from me, though not to her mask like I assumed, and then turned around, looking upset.

"Look, why the hell do you care? Just take the deal and then-"

"Just tell me yes or no, and I will find a way to separate you from him." She stared at me in bewilderment, and when she spoke, her words were dipped in pure disbelief.

"Take me from him, like you are the next coming of that damnable Harem King? Who do you think you are?" I raised an eyebrow at the girl.

"The Harem King, who is that?" Her bewildered face grew.

"What, Little Miss Perfect hasn't told you of the quests yet?"

"Nope." She looked at me in the face for a few seconds in silence, and then started pacing before me for a few minutes with an uneasy look on her face, muttering something to herself. She stopped and seemed to mentally psyche herself up.

"I-I can't believe I'm, why am I about to... shit, okay." She turned to me with the most serious face from her I have seen. "Look, if you really want to-to save me, like some goddamn storybook hero, then you need to defeat the Harem King. You will be told more later, but what you need to know, is that when you defeat him, you can gain a copy of his Harem rune. Said rune allowed him to kill Soul Weapon wielders and take their weapons for himself, something that should be impossible as Soul Weapons die with their owners. Slay him, get a Harem rune, and- and then kill the shit out of the bastard I'm bound to, and I shall gladly be yours, forever." I strode to her and saw as she backed away, though not quickly enough. I embraced and kissed her, a gentle loving one, and not the earlier dominating harsh kiss. She resisted for a moment before she leaned into it and then started reciprocating. When we pulled back, we stared at each other. Her eyes held so much desperation and hope that I haven't ever seen before.

"I promise, I will free you, Hinata. Now then, whose the dead man walking?" She tried to pull away from me and I let her. After walking backwards a few feet to put space between us, she spoke the name of my target.

"Edward Maris, my master for the last forty years. He is ranked as the number seventh most competent Soul Weapon Wielder within the Academy." I etched the name in my memories, and vowed to myself to make him suffer.

"Very well, as soon as I reach the Academy, his fate is sealed." I saw as Hinata looked relieved and yet conflicted.

"I-I don't know why I'm trusting you, but I do. Please, get to me as soon as possible." I gave her a small smile.

"I promise, I will be as fast as possible. With this Edward person and the so-called Harem King on my hit list, I think I need those extra runes now." She gave a small smile that matched mine.

"Yes, you do. Pick them and I shall engrave them." She then approached my shield, laying right where Maka had left it, and looked up at me, ready to put my choices in effect.

I looked at the cards in my hands and made my choices. Weighing the pros and cons, I could only see six of them that I would be willing to handle, and that was pushing it. I will just have to make those three extra runes count.

QUIRKS:

Quota

Exposed

Highly Lubricated

All or Nothing (100% impregnation chance)

Attached at the Hip

Lie Detector

"Heh, you almost got every Quirk I got."

"Which ones did you get?" She gave a twisted smile.

"All except Quota, master said he didn't have time to tend to a tool's 'perceived desires' and chose a different Quirk, one that is not included here. I was not the first to offer Quirks in exchange for more power, merely the inheritor of the... mantle, I guess you could call it. Instead of Bone of my Sword, there was one that **** the Weapon into excruciating pain if not treated by a specific oil. It was less of a fun sexy Quirk like the ones I prefer to offer, and more of a 'little hindrance for more power' kinda deal. Since it merely hurts and does not weaken me, like Quota would do if not taken care of, my master quickly chose it. I don't notice the pain all that much now, though there are times where... never mind." I moved to give her a hug and she noticed it. "Don't, I do not want any comfort besides his ****. If you pity me and want me to stop suffering, then give Edward the grave he deserves." I stopped moving to her and merely nodded. I looked back at the cards, specifically at the rune cards and made my choice.

Additional runes:

Aerokinesis

Metallokinesis

Electrokinesis

Questant: Navigator, Skeleton Key

Investment: Aschente, Making a List, The Pen is Mightier, Rewind

Evanescent: Pyrokinesis, Hydrokinesis, Telekinesis, Physiokinesis, Photokinesis, Elemental Embodiment

(AN: Even with the Chains of Olympus and the Quirks, there are a fuck ton of choices. One of the reasons I love this CYOA so much!)

She inscribed the first five runes, even looking pleased at my choices, yet hesitated on the last one. She looked at me with an uneasy look.

"Trust me, when you are done, I will try... a secret. Don't worry, I can assure you that she will not suffer the consequences of the rune." She looked at me skeptically yet etched the rune in all the same. I then thought upon the golden ticket I saw before, when I was settling my Delugian powers. My vision was briefly interrupted by the sight of a black void where a golden ticket was burning and was pulled away from the vision by Hinata gasping. I focused in and saw her look in awe at me.

"How-how did you do that?" I looked at the sword and saw as a golden glow had infused itself within one of the runes, which made the entire blade glow, though with less light than the rune. I turned to her with a smirk.

"Like I said, I wouldn't let my weapon suffer the effects of Evanescent. I will tell you how later, when we are together and your master is gone." She blushed at my words and looked away, and I could swear I saw tears fall. She quickly crawled over to where I had thrown her mask and put it on. I grimaced but didn't speak about it. It wasn't my place yet.

"I- this is wonderful. All the more power that will assist you in your impossible task. From what I can see, You have indeed mitigated most of the negatives and gained all six runes. However, Questant has interacted with it in a new way than usual. The six runes will be tied to her left arm, which in human form will appear as a tattoo sleeve, and said arm will be taken from her and locked behind a powerful guardian that you will have to defeat. Unlike with Evanescent though, her arm can be reattached easily, so really it's just a matter of time before the so-called deadliest rune become nothing but perks." Before any more words could be spoken, Hinata looked at Maka and quickly stood up. "Shit! She's waking up faster than I expected." She turned to me while backing up into the shadows. "Remember, tell no one I was here, and come save me soon."

Before I could say anything, I saw her disappear in a puff of smoke, and heard a yawn behind me. I turned just in time to see Maka stretch, which was one of those arm raising stretches that made a girls chest more prominent. She looked at me and saw me watching, causing her to blush. I had grown to miss the sight in the time where she was in the trance. She looked at my weapon and became shocked.