[Vanessa] The Mental Composition

Vanessa didn't want to be looked at in this new body, not at least until she could be comfortable with herself. She went completely invisible. She noticed her clothes went translucent as well. This was better than any of the body changes she went through.

"I imagine now I get to change mentally as well. Given what you did to me, I know I'll probably not gonna like what happens now."

"Never say never, my child. The mental composition is the one that most often brings acceptance in people. So let's start. Undine, the flowing water. Patron of the seas. Many drinks you will have and many drinks you will enjoy, without repercussions. Enjoy your new and improved intolerance for ****."

"Eh, that was lame..." The still invisible Vanessa responded. "Come on, fuck me over with the bad one. I don't give a fuck honestly."

"This is fun. The Grim reaper. Always both a symbol of **** and stagnation, or life and change. Seek the thrill of ****. ****, ****, dangerous situations... pick your poison and drown in it. Hope it doesn't ruin your life. I wonder how is it going to work with your new resistance of alcoholic beverages."

Suddenly Vanessa's mind filled with dark images, skulls, her family suffering, her friends leaving her. Fears, preoccupations, dark thoughts and darker solution. She knew she had to keep her mind distracted not to feel all this dark stuff. God, she needed to get drunk, buzz out the noise until she passed out. She hoped it would work now. She didn't have any idea how to get stronger stuff. She didn't know what she would do if she will need stronger stuff. She knew of the lower parts of town. They probably had some **** dealer somewhere. How much would it cost her?

"And finally we have the mental gift, King Uldr- Wait, are you listening?" Madame Yilda looked over at the girl. She was back to being visible, but she was lost in thought, a worried expression going through her face. She didn't know the change would affect her so much. She turned around and picked a box from somewhere. She opened it to reveal a pack of what looked like cigarettes with a black long cigarette holder. "Here, take one. But only one. And let's hope we finish quickly." Vanessa threw herself at the cigarette with hunger in her eyes. The fortune teller produced a flame from nowhere and lit it up. It was hard to smoke with her new lips, but that didn't stop her. Her mind felt calmer now. She could hear herself thinking a bit more clearly now. She inhaled deeply.

"So, King Uldrich, Emperor of the gods. It's important to have authority in life. Your authority is the most important. In your hands is now the power to decide what is society. What is acceptable? Which elements are to be shunned for their action? Which to be praised?" Her mind immediately went to the Shamrock pub. Sam's idea was that people should be always ready to serve each other. Obviously subservient people should be the one being respected, and the one who **** their power, like Amanda, should pay their consequences. Hell, she could make **** not only legal, but a service that should be provided to anyone in need with this power! Finally something went right for her in this nightmare of a situation.

"I already explained to you all the composition. You had time to think of a person you want the gods to show you about. So, who is the most important figure in your life?"