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Gemorian Ascendant 2

Gemory, Duchess of the Netherrealms and commander of 26 Legions of Enkon, had branded me with her sigil, promising to provide me a seneschal that would give me the knowledge and power I desired. But they had departed, and for the moment I was still weak, and exhausted.

Luckily, I didn't have long to wait. The altar began to glow again, and above it a tenuous, wispy apparition appeared. It was beautiful, unsurprisingly, but so hazy it was hard to make out the details. Her pale face was framed by long, luxurious tresses that were an extremely pale, almost white shade of lilac. That face held deep crimson eyes which captivated my attention. After a moment she smiled, an expression of pure mirth. "Well well well, so this is our handsome young summoner who has managed to pull me forth for his service from the Netherrealms."

Her voice was softest silk, a purr just behind my ears despite her manifestation being in front of me. "I must say, I am impressed. But I'm afraid I can still only partially reach out to you. We must complete the binding in order for you to tap into my power. Power is what you need, yes? But whatever for? What does a young man like you need my magic for? What do you hope to take away from binding our bodies and spirits? I'm afraid the Duchess could only give me vague impressions of what I am here for. And I want to hear it from you."

I swallowed, and came to my feet. I felt a bit steadier, and having achieved some measure of success, more eager and ...

... more confident. "I-I will use the power to make myself stronger, of course. To summon more minions to serve me, to help me dominate those around me. To bring these lands that have spurned me under my control. With the ritual, we will be bound together and you can teach me the magic I need to accomplish my goals." My eyes stared into her crimson orbs, and I am proud to say I do not think my gaze wavered.

She chuckled softly, fondly I dare say. She tilted her head to the side, studying me closer. "Ambitious, my dear summoner. The duchess said you would intrigue me, and they were right. I admit it." She extended a ghostly, wavering white arm towards me. "Please, let us begin."

I reached out to take her...hand?...what there was of one, anyway. As soon as I made contact though, I felt myself fall backward, the thud of the floor as my back and head hit it. But also, I felt myself floating, her hand in mine, light and painless. I looked back, and there my body lay in the circle, eyes closed, a peaceful expression on my face. I looked back at my companion, a little unnerved.

She giggled. "It is usually better to be seated in a meditative position when you astral project. You'll probably have a knot on the back of your head when you return to your form. Lesson number one?"

Her expression wasn't mocking at all, but that of an old friend sharing a note about a silly mishap. It disarmed me, and I chuckled in response. "Yes, I guess so. So what do we..."

"Names, my eager ...