Maki
Ten Thousand Club
The whole concept of this Soul Gem was confusing yet made sense at the same time. By sacrificing her soul to spread the "curse" she got one wish of her choice. If it truly could be anything that she could wish for, she already knew what she wanted; for Alicia to live a long and happy life. Yet at the same time if anything happened to the dark Mage it'd make her very upset and ruin the wish. Yet at the same time she could maybe live as long as she did since being alive would keep her happy. However being Mizuki her soul was already pretty black, so it might put her in a bad position. "No, I do not know. I want Alicia to be happy but I don't want to throw away my life. I am what makes her happy." She admitted, stretching her folded arms and sighing. "Though I'll keep it in mind...."@Mitchs98[/URL]
Alfie - Random Roof
"If you really must know," Alfie said gloomily, avoiding eye contact with the other, "A Heart Stone is much more of a curse than anything else. The whole transformation aspect is merely a fraction of what it really means to have your soul crushed and turned into a gem." The wizard slowly took the gem back out of his vest, allowing Mizuki clear vision of it in the palm of his hand. "This small rock is me. My memories, my emotions, my magical power, all condensed into this. But there's still quite a lot more to it than that," he paused to throw the gem back into his vest.
"Harvest. That is the name of the very curse that turned my soul into a rock. Now when I say curse, I don't mean I was punished. I was tricked. Tricked into making a wish in return for my future. When you're inflicted with Harvest, your main goal becomes to inflict others with the same spell, and why I'm not sure what the purpose of it is, I can tell you that I've had to kill off many more descended than ascended."
Alfie turned around to look over at the crowds of people from above before continuing. "I'm not quite sure what point I'm trying to get across by telling you any of this. But what I'm sure of is that it's my duty to inflict others with Harvest and turn their souls into Heart Stones. And as hard as I've tried to stop myself from doing such a thing," the wizard paused yet again, his right hand morphing into a drill of distorted flesh and bone with his left turning into a clamp of some sort, "I can't ignore it if someone asks me of their own accord. But if you really feel like throwing your life away so soon, at least wish for something sensible."
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