I looked over at Steph but she still looked…weird. She was swaying side to side while biting her lip and was typing a hundred miles a second on her phone, pausing to fix her already neat hair. I looked back at the leaving succubi group, the red skinned one getting the primary of my focus. Blue pigtails shaped like drills, a huge puffy gray jacket with belts and leg warmer like knee high socks. She was thinner than the rest and appeared more cute than her more sexy looking groupies. And the way she’d hop with each step had me drawing concussions but a certain snak girl. Whatever, if that’s her type then none of my business. My eyes snapped back on that purple succubus, who waved to a few excitedly waving succubi not in her group. For some reason that made the waving succubi to moan excitedly as they hopped in pce, making their chest bounce along.

  “Just who are you?” I said to myself. She could be any one that might fuck with me. Could even be pnning something bigger than I realize.

  “She’s the president of the historical witches club.” Emily said calmly. I looked back at her with a confused face. “Being a club president affords a demon certain rights, so I can’t tell you her name without getting in trouble with the school. But what I can tell you is that she knows magic. She very easily combined blue fractal and white fre. One super fragile ice spell and one very votile fire attack into a new spell. I call it burning snow. So I’d be careful…” She said as I stared at her “…uh…. Is there something on my face or is it behind me?” Emily asked as she first touched her face then looked around.

  “HUH?” was my only answer.

  “Demons in a president position have certain rights depending on how important and big their club is.” Emily said, trying to emphasize the important topics like I didn’t hear her in the beginning.

  “Not that, you’re not ogling anyone here like a juicy steak.” I pointed out. “Did the succubi actually help you calm down?”

  Emily looked down at herself, patting her body. “Huh….. I don’t feel super bubbly hot right now……..hmmmmmmmmm.” She started eating her food like it was nothing. “Mmmmmm~! Much tastier!” She started shoveling the food down her mouth, barely chewing the softer foods and tearing apart the harder ones like a starved wolf.

  “Emily.” I sighed as she was ripping apart what looked like a purple broccoli with her canines. I shook my head. “Is there anything you can tell me about this club while you’re still calm?” I asked, deciding that pying nice with the sex demons would be best for Emily’s coming convergence.

  “Yup-*munch*-they study all sorts of-*munch*-magic. But they’re-*crunch*- open to anyone who-*munch*-wants to learn old magic.” She swallowed what she was chewing on. “Strange how she only approached you with only her succubi though. A club trying to show force would bring all their members. Anyway, rumor has it the president has access to some of the library depths. If that’s true then I’m so super jealous….. I’ve been pying extra nice with the librarians for, well, forever. And they still won’t let me go any deeper!” She grumbled before angrily stuffing her cheeks with more food. “So much better~!” She sighed.

  I looked back at my own food, processing this info. She probably was showing off? Unless she’s actually the head of all succubi clubs? Or at least leads a rge one. She sure seems like the super smart, bored type. Met one in my old world, the guy solved half the company’s problems and even programmed AI to do his busy work. As I bit down on some tender pork, I considered the possible things I could find in that scary library. Beyond the outer shell of normalcy, the depths on the other hand seemed to go on forever. Maybe there’s more to find then I originally thought? Another way to control my mana? Or even a way to be human again?

  “Hey Emily? What kind of things do you think are in the depths?” I asked.

  She smiled, her teeth looking sharper than a normal human’s and her pupils shrinking to dots. “Knowledge of the forgotten past, of possibly our future…….and, some say, impossible magic.” She hissed with a hungry glee. Though unnerving as her look was, I could already feel instincts pulling me to find out for myself, to make it mine.

  On my way to my magic css, I kept looking down at the box in my arms. What was inside? What did Purple know about me? Was it something on current me or the original? What do I do if it is on other me? Bckmail? Some dark past? That weird book I found? These thoughts kept scratching and tunneling in my head. I can’t wait around, this needs to be opened.

  “Don’t think you can ignore me, dragon!” Something rushed up from my side. “I’ll beat you and then becom-Agh!” I made a left into the girl’s bathroom and felt something fly off my tail, probably hit someone’s bag.

  “Sorry about that.” I mumbled. Could it be about the weird dragon stuff? Am I not acting right or is there something more dangerous about me I didn’t notice?!

  I found one of the three stalls for medium sized monsters clustered near the corner, lucky me! The medium ones always had space for my tail so I didn’t have to be choosy. Plus the stalls go straight to the ceiling, though I wasn’t sure how quiet it might be inside. Quickly taking a seat and hanging my bag on a hook, I sat the box on my p. The pink box had four csps on either side, making opening it a little annoying but if this held some big secret to me then it was warranted.

  Once undone, I slowly opened it. The box opened with a sigh as air quickly escaped, some of the inside looked like some sort of thick metal ptes bolted and screwed together. But that wasn’t what got my attention. No, it was the strange wet sensation of a tongue gliding across my colrbone and up my neck. Cold, sticky and empty. It felt like something didn’t just noticed me, it was curious if I would be the next meal. I quickly forced the box shut, my scales tingled and shook while my muscles flexed, ready to ssh my cws. Ready to kill whatever crawled out of the box.

  I shook my head, took several deep breaths and clinched my teeth. Where have I felt that before? That cold feeling of being watched… And what the hell did they just give me?! Was this some warning?! Was this a magic box about to eat me?! Wait, magic….wet licking……box……BOX!

  It has to be! But there’s more of them? I threw away the one I found. Either she found it or… My eyes shot wide open as I froze in pce.

  The library has more of them.

  I looked down at the box, grabbed the handle. Sadly there was only one way to be sure. I-I……I pulled it all the way open. The moment it was open, I could feel that same wet licking sensation inching its way under my weights, my inner arms, thighs and even under my tail. It was cold, almost cmmy and I couldn’t help but feel the floor and walls open invisible eyes to watch me. Eyes watching f-from behind, watching from inside the toilet bowl. It was so cold I thought I could feel my scales shiver. Inside I found two things, a yellow envelope and half a page below a sheet of thick gss. I pulled the envelope out and fought my body’s desperate need to sm the box shut. My muscles tensed into rock as I painfully pulled my neck, turning my head. Opening my eyes and forcing them to look at the page.

  It was a bnk cream white top half of a page. The edges looked a little wavy like it had some water damage. It was just a normal everyday piece of paper you’d find in some edgelord’s diary. Nothing wrong to see here, totally bnk. But suddenly watery ink appeared like a shark rising from the dark ocean. The ink floated up from within the page, faded at first then slowly darkened into a huge inkblot in the middle of the page. It sat there doing nothing as if it appearing was a trick of the mind and it was always there, yet I felt the walls curve inward as if it was trying to grab me! Finally the blot broke apart, the smaller blots twisted and rotated, forming a series of letters that looked runic. The letters shook and trembled as I felt fingers slide up my spine, across my ears and over my wings. I felt several of my scales wildly bounce up and down, I could see the ones on my arm vibrate. Some even looked bigger and started to point upwards like thick spikes.

  I slowly looked back at the page and saw the runic was gone, in its pce was;

  ‘The spawn of the nd, the air and water. We desire them. Saw and felt the life in our jaws. The fvor of our world. Color and sound. Body and mind. We loved them all.And soon love will begin aga-’

  I couldn’t read any more as I felt teeth tapping and sliding around on my ribs. Scraping and dancing closer and closer to my spine, around and under, going to my heart!

  I smmed the box closed, closed all its csps and flicked it away with my tail. It sliding over the floor and banging at the door. The walls felt normal again, there wasn’t eyes there! There’s no eyes here! As I watched it, I took in deep, heavy breaths, swallowing as much air as my lungs and stomach could possibly hold. Trying desperately to calm my thrashing heart, I look down at the envelope only to find spikes. All the orange scales on my arms had grown into three sided leaning pyramids that ended in a sharp tip.

  Lifting my arm I saw that the sunny yellow scales under it looked thicker and felt simir to a heavy winter coat. The crystal scales grew backward on my arm turning my outer arm into something of a bded gauntlet while the bck color that was normally around the edges, was stretched around the sharp edges. Almost like it grew with them.

  “Spikes? Wait a minute!” I looked down at my chest and found little needles poking through my shirt, the same went for my shoulders and thighs! My eyes moved back. B-back at that stupid box and down to the envelope, I wasn’t calm yet but I ripped open the envelope with a cw. Inside was a small note and a picture of me holding a small bck box and someone with long bck hair spilling out of a gray hoodie. I quickly turned to the note, unfolding it.

  ‘Is that little box like the page I loaned you? If it is, I would’ve asked where you got into contact with this person. But that is no longer important. Something is happening in the depths and that box, get rid of it if you’re smart. Win your fight and I will help you understand a few things. Leave the box with the pink succubus. Check the back.’

  I flipped the note, found nothing, then looked at the back of the picture and found a drawing of a blueish book. It had the blocky figure of a dragon, it stood on all fours with its wings open and gem for an eye. On the bottom was written, come to the library and you’ll learn more.

  I finally left the bathroom but not before catching a glimpse of my scales piercing through my clothes, even my horns looked thorny. The moment I stepped out a pink succubus walked over to me and nodded her head.

  “I’m told the president left something by accident. May I retrieve it?” She asked like a robotic secretary.

  “Sure, take care of it.” I said as I put it down and stepped away, letting her pick it up. “Let her know I’ll pay her a visit when I get a chance.”

  “Of course.” She nodded and walked away.

  With that done I quickly made my way to magic css and most people either ran away or looked away as I passed by. Letting me get to css with zero interruptions from moronic challengers. Guess these spikes added to my monstrous appearance. Though by the time I made it to css, they had noticeably shrunk, making my scales look more pointed then rge spikes.

  But the moment I stepped in, the scent of salt and seaweed hit me. What was normally a rge room with a rock floor now looked like the shore of a rocky isnd. The water looked to get super deep after six feet of shallow water off to the side near the middle of the room were a few rge rock formations. They stuck out like rge oval eggs where waves hit and created huge spshes, spraying water into the air. I couldn’t help but take a deep breath, savoring the smell before letting out a long and rexed sigh. I even dropped my bag and stretched my wings as wide as they could go. Not only did it feel nice but I even felt the cool air hit the membrane, easily pulling another sigh from my lips.

  I found a small rock and just sat there. Just smelling the air and feeling everything that hit me. At this moment, I didn’t care how impossible the room was or even thought of the crazy magic page. Like washing gunk off of dishes, I just let everything slide off my body. My heart began to finally calm itself as I took in my surroundings and my arms felt less jumpy too.

  But as I watched the waves move across the water, I noticed a dark shadow gilding through the water. As it started to reach the water’s surface, I saw a curved fin breach the water. The rge fin cut through the water to the right then to the left before quickly sinking into the dark water. The shadow melted away and the water was suddenly still, not even a wave pushed forward. Slowly the water started to ripple before something blue slipped out of the water as delicately as a syringe pulling out of skin was. There speeding over the water like a jetski was a blue tear shaped orb. It didn't disturb the water either, instead it looked as if the water was actually feeding into it and adding to or creating the tear. Inside it I saw Shogone swimming inside it, only she didn’t have legs. It was like her tail grew rger and ate her body all the way up to her mid back. Her shark tail quickly scrunched up before rapidly swishing side to side and rocketing the watery tear at twice the speed. Right at me.

  I took a step back and was barely able to cover myself with my wings before it bounced once then flew up into the air.

  It was a good two feet above me before it turned into a spiral, forming a bowl of water as Shogone then quickly slid down. She hit the water without a spsh, hitting it more like thick ooze or putty. There she floated in the bowl in her.

  “Hi-ya!”