《The Phoenix Aspect》C0011: First Layer of Seal
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It had been nearly two weeks since Jayde had died and woken up on Doha. During this time her weak body had undergone some drastic changes. With the daily consumption of the magical elven wafer bread, her malnourished body had blossomed. Her cheeks were her rosy, her hair had a healthy shine, and she had grown nearly five centimeters, and with her daily workouts, her body had grown a lot stronger.
It was the sixth day since Isha had woken up.
After Jayde woke up, Isha informed Jayde that he had recovered fully and would now be able to unlock the first layer of her seal.
Jumping out of bed, Jayde quickly did her morning ablutions; Isha had informed Jayde not to eat as the lifting of the seal was going to be a harrowing experience. Sitting cross-legged on her bed, Jayde mentally prepared herself; she couldn't help feeling excited, today was the day that she would finally be able to cultivate, taking a deep breath to calm herself down Jayde informed Isha that she was ready.
At first, Jayde only felt a warm tingling feeling, then a slight itch in her bones, the itch started to become painful, but it was nothing compared to the pain that Jayde had gone through as a child during the torturous training of the Xi Corporation training camps.
The area below her belly button began to heat up; the area kept on getting hotter, soon it felt like that she has swallowed molten lava. Every part of Jayde's body was in excruciating pain; even her skin was burning.
Jayde had thought that the training she had endured as a child had prepared her, but she was wrong. The pain that Jayde was currently going through was unimaginable, gritting her teeth and clenching her fists, Jayde tried her hardest to bear with it, but the pain just kept on increasing, rolling over her in giant waves. Black dots were dancing in front of her eyes. It felt as though every single nerve ending in her body was suddenly exposed; the slightest movement was like ten thousand knives cutting her.
The itch in her bones was maddening, Jayde was filled with a strong desire to dig through her skin and scratch, the veins and tendons on her neck were standing out from just how hard she was clenching her teeth. Even the most terrible torture that she had gone through as a child couldn't compare to the amount of agony she was in now.
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Even her hair ached, blood had started to drip from her clenched fists as her nails dug into her flesh.
Jayde tried not making a sound, but the agony she was in defeated her indomitable willpower, and she couldn't help letting out a small whimper.
Jayde started to feel faint; every second felt like an hour. "Oh God, please let it end," she prayed.
Just as her mind was about to shut down due to the extreme pain, the whole cave lit up, and Jayde was covered in a blinding light. The golden glow covered her entire body, and a warm, tender feeling penetrated every part of Jayde's body.
A tremendous sense of well being filled Jayde and her body felt feather light.
Soon the golden glow dissipated.
Looking down Jayde inspected her body. The robe she was wearing was soaking wet, and her body was covered in a black lacquer-like substance.
"What the fuck!" Jayde exclaimed loudly, really shocked at this black stuff all over her body.
Sensing Jayde panic, Isha quickly informed Jayde the black substance was toxins that had been stored in her body.
"Frigging hell, it stinks," Jayde yelled in disgust.
Not wasting another second, Jayde jumped up and fetched her wooden tub. She desperately wanted to scrub herself clean. It took three baths before she was satisfied that she no longer stank.
Standing naked in front of a mirror that she had found in the old man's possessions, Jayde inspected her body. Her skin was slightly pink from being scrubbed so hard, but as Jayde examined it, she noticed that her skin had a slight luminous look to it.
The biggest shock was the changes to her face. The lifting of the first layer of the seal had reversed the face changing spell that the elder from the Freehold clan had placed on her body. Jayde's eyes had reverted to her original amber color, but the color was more profound, and her eyes were brighter.
Jayde loved the color of her eyes; it reminded her of a holographic image she had seen of a panther when she was in the Federation.
Her hair was still raven black but had a slight navy blue tinge to it. With jade white skin and soft pink lips, Jayde thought that the face in the mirror was adorable. Examining the delicate bone structure, Jayde could see that her face showed hints that when she was older, she would be attractive. All the scars from her torturous childhood had disappeared. The only strange thing that Jayde noticed was that on her back, there seemed to be a very slight pinkish mark, after inspecting it closer it resembled a pair of wings, but it was quite faint and barely noticeable.
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After getting dressed, Jayde tested out her body; she was elated to find out that she was a lot stronger and faster than before. With her cat-like agility, she was able to do somersaults and twist and turns that she had battled to do previously.
Comparing herself to her old body, Jayde estimated that she had gained about sixty percent of her previously enhanced abilities.
"Jayde, enough playing around," Isha said seriously, interrupting Jayde thoughts.
"We need a serious talk, with your magic unsealed, you have now activated the Divine Training system, and you don't have much time left," Isha declared.
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Jayde was unaware of the changes that were happening across Doha when the first layer of her seal was lifted. While she was busy checking out her new body, events and people were starting to move.
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Prophet Hall, Demon Realm.
In a deserted stone hall deep within a temple, inside this hall there were numerous stone statues that lined the wall, each statue contained a prophecy, in the middle of the room, stood a tall stone statue, covered with strange glyphs which started to hum softly, it glyphs glowing with a luminous blue light.
Thousands of years ago, this temple had been filled with acolytes, who guarded these ancient statues, reporting any changes to the head of the sect.
But now after thousands of years of neglect, these stone statues were covered in dust, there was only one prophet reader left, but he was too old and tired to watch over these ancient texts.
And with this, the warning that an ancient prophecy was about to begin, went unnoticed.
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Demon Palace, Demon Realm.
In a large luxurious marble room which was empty except for a giant crystal ball in the middle of the room, which was balanced on a black stone tripod. The crystal ball was filled with a strange mist; the mist slowly parted revealing a face.
If Jayde had been there, she would have been astonished at the face which was revealed as it was her face.
After half an hour, without anyone seeing the face revealed in the mists — the mists slowly covered the face.
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In a tower attached to the palace, overlooking the sprawling city below, a man awoke.
His skin was jade white and faintly luminescent, his long raven-black hair hung straight down his back. His face was terrible in its perfection of stunning male beauty, his purple eyes glowed fever-bright, as his nostrils quivered as if he was an animal scenting prey in the air — he was in a high state of agitation, his fierce power glowing brightly around him.
His long, elegant hands clenched and unclenched. He was angry and frustrated.
He had dreamed of her again, her beautiful amber eyes, reproaching him, full of sadness, her soul filled with hatred and vengeance — his only one, his true-mate.
Why after ten thousand years could he not find her, his heart, body, and soul yearned for her. Only with her by his side could he find peace.
Only she could save him, and by saving him — save his people.
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Strange Mountain, Unknown Realm.
An old man sitting in a lotus position opened his eyes.
"She is awakening" he whispered, and with a beautiful smile, he closed his eyes, returning to his mediation.
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The Skies Above Doha.
A small red star that was unseen grew brighter and more distinct.
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Overlord's Palace, Zartonesh Planet.
One of the devil imps, cleaning the dungeon, entered a small dark room, where a large pool of blood was gently boiling.
Shocked he stared at the boiling pool of blood for a couple of minutes, then dropping his cleaning tools, he ran swiftly to the overseer to report.
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