A soulscape, the refle of your soul. How one looks is decided by how one's lives.

  By definition (From the magical side) the soulscape is where oeracts with spells learo tweak the effects and personalize their mandas.

  By definition (From the powered side) the soulscape is where the skills iwined with the soul. Feeding their power with the mana that inhabits the soul.

  Mother said the soulscape is he same for two magical girls. And she wondered if her magick csses would give her new information or something that she didn't know already.

  It wasn't probable, but she wondered why Father didn't mention anything about the soulscape or if he knew about it.

  Probably not, since he was a muscle head. She would ask ter.

  For now, she was admiring her soulscape. After returning from csses she went straight to her room. Rosie was pining about how the m csses were about only magical history and how the magical ones would be te iernoon.

  She just ignored most of it aired to her room, after ging into her pajama she sat on her bed, and closed her eyes.

  She was fog inwardly.

  Trying to probe her soul for a door into the soulscape. That was the wrong analogy (Probably) but it's the ohat felt natural. And Mother always said to do what feels natural no matter what everyone else says.

  So when she found herself in front of a gigantic metallic door with intricate engravings of stific symbols and a few mandas. She knew she had struck gold.

  It was a vast cathedral, almost like a byrinthiadel of knowledge. Its walls made of dark gray stone, and its spires reach towards the sky like the fingers of some a, fotten giant.

  Onside, she saw two different wings and a reception area. No one was managing it but it had a helpful dispy.

  To the right, it was dedicated to natural history, with t dispys of a boaxidermied beasts, and iive exhibits on evolution. It was almost like a museum depig the great achievements of humanity.

  To the left, it was another wing with a sprawling library, filled with tomes on alchemy, magid various fields of sce. All that was esoteric was on dispy.

  That's the thing, most of the stuff was a dispy. Like a museum...

  Why was her soulscape a gigantic museum? She was expeg her bedroom...Or a pillow fortress...But not a museum.

  There are even holographic dispys and iive simutions that allow visitors to immerse themselves in different worlds and times.

  But amidst all this knowledge and discovery, there is also a sense of danger and darkness. Hidden within the shadows are whispers of forbidden knowledge and fotten magid those who delve too deep into the secrets of the soulscape risk being ed by its dark power.

  Or so it said on the dispy. But since she was looking into her powered side, for now, she walked to that side. And so she found a Laboratory.

  Most imposing of all, with its sprawling array of gss tubes, bubbling vats of liquid, and hissing maery.

  And in the middle of all this...

  She found a pc.

  It had her status sheet dispyed and projected into a big holos.

  And just like that it highlighted her skills on other smaller ss.

  The oh her [Iory] had a HUD of an Excel Dot with all the various things she had stored there (nothing) and a description of the amount of weight and stuff she could still shove inside.

  Her [Identify] had a small library on s and a seargine.

  Her [Status] just poiowards the Pething like a recursive program?

  And finally, her garbled skill was just stati the monitor.

  The problem and question now was...

  "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT HUMONGOUS S IN THE CEILING AND WHY I 'T SEE WHAT'S WRITTEN ON IT!?!?!?" yep.

  That's the problem now...

  Did...Did I have another skill that [Status] wasn't showing?

  "That would be because you don't have enough [Information Allocation]," came the voice of a young man from behind.

  A quick turn with a kick from the reflexes Father had honed in from years to attack the interloper resulted in a splendid...

  "Wow, rude, attag the caretaker of this wing." He said with a mog smile and a shrug as the interloper blocked her kick.

  He was a blonde man with a messy ponytail and disheveled hair all over the pce. His pierg blue ryes held an intense gaze that tried to hide a hint of mischief in it. Even with his scruffy, u, and messy looks, he exuded a rebellious appearance. But above all that he had that spark that I wao project.

  The aura of fidehat would attract looks even with that hobo appearahat he had.

  It didn't matter that he wore a worher jacket over a faded t-shirt and ripped jeans, along with scuffed boots. Here I was trying to stay up to date with clothes, to portray the cool beauty, and this bastard was all over the pd looked good.

  Not as good as [Shadow Pact] though.

  "I know that I'm quite the looker, but it wouldn't work. I have a previous e to fulfill." ...I wonder if I could hit him if I pn an ambush.

  But for now, as Mother always said. Information wins wars [Identify]!

  ...[Identify]!

  "Yeah...That isn't gonna work here...You see. Even if you gnized as a triggered...You didn't [Trigger]. Not yet anyway," said the blonde man.

  What was he talking about?

  "I use [Skills] so how am I not a powered?" Even Father said that I had the right aura...How could he read auras across a video call who knows? But he said it.

  "No no, you are a [Powered] but you haven't gotten your [Skills] yet. " Hah? What is this man talking about?

  "But I have skills...They are oatus] Window..." And they were, they even showed up oupid monitor on that wall.

  Do I o point him to the wall?

  "Yeah, they are...But you see...You don't [Know] how they work. Do you? "Asked the blonde man...

  But I know...I just think of using them and they work...

  Something must be on my face since he just started ughing.

  "No no, you see. Your teacher just told you. A powered [Knows] how their skills work. You only ihe skill and they do their thing. But you don't feel them in your [Soul] do you?" and with that the blonde man brought something to mind that she had tried her best not to think about it.

  Her Father always spoke about how he knew what to do to make his skills work.

  The teacher (Crazy old man) spoke about how one when looking at himself could intuit what his skills could do and how to make them grow.

  But me?

  I didn't really know what or where the skills were.

  "If I'm nered then what are these skills?" And what was this strange man doing on my soulscape?

  Mother never spoke of anyone else in hers. Maybe this was another secret like the stuff with prowing stronger and taping into the soulscape?

  "Easy, they are a loan. From [Δ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????] ." And then, he somehow spoke in garbled text.

  "Hmm...That doesn't work? So stingy." He knew he spoke in garbled?

  "Don't look like that, no human speak like that, you just don't have enough [Information Allocation] or the big boss is being stingy again." Said while shrugging the blonde man.

  "[⊥???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????????????Ш???????????????????????????Θ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????] Hugh...Somehow that sounds even worse...Is it because it's closer to the inal meaning?" And at that, even the blonde man grabbed his head in pain.

  Did it sound bad for him?

  "Of course, you are fine, after the thing with that stupid skill, your resistance must have been raised...Stupid [Passive Resistances]." And so he went rummaging in one of the desktops for something.

  "Stupid [Librarian] making me do this work..." would mumble the young man.

  "What does a librarian have to do with anything?" and so I asked.

  The blonde man stumbled at that and focused his attention this way for some reason.

  "Really? That parsed through? It isn't even close to the inal meaning..." a on to mumble again.

  "Well, good enough. The thing is...Those skills aren't yours. Not really. They are a loan from the [Librarian]. An advanced pay sort of thing. Your true skill is dormant because that thing hijacked the [Awakening Ceremony] so now I have extra work. " and he grabbed a weird book with an ominous leathery cover.

  "Catch." And proceeded to throw it this way.

  "Hey! Careful!" Of course, I tried to catch it si was aimed at my face.

  Not that it did anything sihe stupid thing just phased through my hands into my face.

  Notice:[Skill: Shadow Craft] avaible for use. Please refer to the status windows for further information if needed.And so it all made sense now. All the mumbo jumbo the teacher and Father rambled around.

  And it also made sense why Mother would dismiss all of it as nonsense. You just 't expin this kind of feelings to someone. You try. But it was just...

  I could [Feel] the shadows. And I also could [Feel] the skill.

  Just on the border of my being, it also made feeling the soulscape easier. The borders and how to i with them. It also gave me the feeling that I could only affect half of it directly. Even though this [Feeling] was shrouding my soulscape like a sed skin.

  Somehow I had the [Feeling] that I could push it and [Invade] only on the half I was currently...Such a weird feeling.

  "If yoing to experiment with that I would suggest letting me finish speaking first ~" and with that, the voice of the blonde man brought me back to the real world... Or the soulscape at least.

  "Who are you?" And then somehow without wanting it the shadows crept all over my body and expanded as wings of very pointed bdes. All poised to attack this nont man.

  "Oh...I didn't introduce myself?" But he still acted as if nothing was happening.

  That was...Dangerous. Only two types of people acted like that, the crazy ones...And the crazy dangerous ones.

  "My name is Λ??????????????????????????Σ?????????????????????????X???????????????????Λ?????????И????????D???????Σ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ????????????????????????S?????????????????Λ???????????????????I????????????????И?????????????T?????????????????????????????Ш?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????H?????????????. And I'm currently employed by a nasty thing to manage your soulscape...Or half of it anyway." That...Didn't really answer anything.

  "Not that you could uand what I said...Probably half of it was sored by that stupid [Library]. " Hoho...He doesn't know what was sored on that.

  Isn't that iing?

  "Why are you here and why is my soulscape like this? Shouldn't it be a refle of me as a person? It shouldn't be this big." Was the hing I asked, "At most it should be the size of a room." Mother had told me so. To not mind how small it was since my soul didn't have that many experieched on it.

  But to that, the man ughed again. So rude.

  "But IT IS a [Refle of your Soul]." He said with a small smirk on his face "Just because you don't remember it, it doesn't mean it didn't happen" finished with a full-blown smirk.

  Oh...Right...

  "Your soul doesn't remember, your heart doesn't remember. But there are traces. They couldn't [Get rid of everything] the soulscape is but an [Echo] of you after all. " So this was like this because my soul had tray past life...

  "What kind of bullshit life I had that made a frig cathedral/museum/byrinth of my soulscape?!?" and soon the y soul came.

  "God knows...I only work here and my shift is about to end." Said the blonde man without a care in the world.

  "What?" was all I could say before he smirked and waved at me to my right.

  "There is nothing there..." was all I could say before looking at him who was now pointing a fi me.

  Rude, pointing is rude.

  "[Railgun]." Oh.

  So he had skills too?

  That seemed like a weird thing to have for someohat was in charge of this half of her soulscape (Or at least he cimed that).

  Either way, the beam of electricity that shot from him speared straight into my heart and so, everythi bck.

  "Shot through the heart and you're to bme Darlin', you give love a bad name. " sounded her arm trying to wake her up from her slumber.

  "Eli-Eli, wakey-wakey ?," and a pink being also was fussing over her while she tried to sleep away her problems.

  No? Wasn't w.

  "dsasfdadfasdf I'm awake." Was all that she could mumble.

  And then the blonde girl rose in one sudden move, hitting the face of the pink being and throwing her into the ground.

  But she was fussing over other things to worry about that. Iioook off her top and was iing her chest searg for a bloody hole in it.

  "Owwie Eli-Eli, that hurt." The pink girl said while massaging her face. And then after notig the state of the blonde...

  She blushed "Aa, Eli-Eli my heart isn't ready." And proceeded to cover her eyes with her hands (While peekiween her fingers).

  The blonde girl didn't take notid after making sure there wasn't a hole in her chest finally put oop again.

  "A nightmare?" She wondered out loud.

  "We gotta get ready Eli-Eli. The afternoon csses are about to start." Said the pink-haired thing.

  But the blonde was busy thinking of other stuff. That felt too realistic to be a nightmare.

  "[Identify]" so she had to be sure. And so she invoked her skill without disguising it like she had used to so far.

  Status

  Name: Elizabeth Starbright

  Title: The Ior of the Akashic Records

  Alias: None

  Level: 3

  Health: 90%

  Mana: 20%

  Stamina: 100%

  Stress: 25%

  Strength: 10

  stitution: 10

  Agility: 10

  Dexterity: 14

  Intelligence: 20

  Wisdom: 10

  Charisma: 24

  Free Status points: 2

  Magic in: Shadow Weaver

  Magic Spells Sloted: 0/10

  Magic Circles Sloted: 0/10

  Skills:

  Shadow Craft.

  - Status, Identify, Iory.

  And sure enough there it was. Evidence about how that wasn't a dream...

  A new skill in her [Status]. Her older skills are now all in one individual slot...

  And a loss of Mana & Health?

  The stress robably the fault of that blonde...

  Why did he attack her like that?

  And more importantly...Why did her skills...Well. Not her skills si seemed that these were borrowed...But why did they move into a single slot?

  Did...Did the [Status] move accly to her uanding of her skills?

  So many questions...And she could only hope her csses on magid the soulscape could answer a few of those...