Indeed the whole environment was very harsh for her just like what the Djinn said, but it was nothing for her compared to her past. All those beating, all those mental wound… all those painful past that made her crave for freedom and getting knowledge since she never get the chance to get it. Once Noir noticed the expression from Dantalion’s face, she closed her eyes for a few seconds and prepared to whatever that she might say. However, when the Djinn had said her words, the black haired girl who was still didn’t show any fear but a determined looking girl who was not afraid to survive. The upcoming test would be much painful and she knew that she wouldn’t even compare it to her past, but she had one thing that she could be proud about and that thing was a dedication.
“For the sake of knowledge…”she murmured before looking at her companion with a determined gaze. Her liger would growl at her, seeming worried about her safety. But Haku knew that Noir was stubborn, she wouldn’t even listen if there was something that she needed to do. Her gaze towards the beast only made him stop growling worriedly and he began to give a fierce, determined growl as if he was cheering for the black haired girl. Noir would then gaze at Adrastos, grateful that she had such a powerful and reliable mentor as well as companion, feeling indebted for his help but she would make sure to pay it back for his in his needing time. So without wasting any more time, the female magician stepped forward before feeling a little bit nervous when the giant hand were placed above them. It was not her fear which made her nervous; it was a curiosity on what might happen next. Then, the moment a waves of dehydration engulfing her body, Noir would grit her teeth as she felt the water inside her body being sapped by this harsh dryness.
Her once wet lips would crack and bleeding, letting her to taste the blood. She couldn’t help but to blink her eyes because it felt dried. So this was the test… now that she knew, it might be much drier than this. But the black haired girl chuckled, her golden irises changed into red colored before she whispered to herself and almost fall on her knees but forcing herself to keep standing, 'Bring it on…' There was no way she would give up…all for the sake of knowledge… Facing her worst fear was something that she needed to do sooner or later anyway, but she was working to put an end of it and to be able to do that, she needed to face it and fight it. In the other words, learn as much knowledge as she could, be stronger than her yesterday self and last but not least, she needed to survive.
However, the drought that she felt in her body began to taking control of her mind. She was thirsty, but she wouldn’t swing her wand to re-hydrate herself, this was the test for both of her and Ani so the only thing to help herself was only to overcome it. She tried hard to stay sane, keeping her focus to look directly towards the Djinn’s eyes. Nevertheless, each time she blinked her vision would be darker and darker than before. Then without noticing, the pain was not there as if it disappeared because of something. It was so dark to the point she couldn’t even see anything but black color, the darkness made her wonder about what would happen. The Djinn did mention about hallucination, so could it be that it would starting now? What was her worst fear would be, she wondered. Thinking straight was not able to be done at the moment no matter how hard she tried to remember, then soon, she could hear the sound of fire sizzling and burning something that turned out to be a candle which soon make the other candle being lit as well.
She was inside a wooden room, but judging from the scent, it smelled like seawater. She knew this small room just like the back of her hand, it was the cabin inside that slave ship. Her breathing started to be slightly heavier, it felt like she was suffocated and there was lack of air inside the cabin. She gulped hard, couldn’t even bring herself to explore the room because she knew that there was nothing in the room, no hidden room or secret machine inside it. The only thing that stood out was the scratching marks all over the room that covered with red liquid that looked like a dried blood. It was the mark that she and the other slavers made when they were locked alone in the room as a punishment. There was this punishment system where the slave masters would lock one of them in that room if they behaved poorly like didn’t obey the command. However, this was nothing for the black haired girl, being in this room didn’t scare her as she already got used to it. Yet, she wouldn’t expect what would be coming for her. Something that would made her might be unable to control herself.
A single, squeaking sound could suddenly be heard and that instantly made the female magician’s body twitched in surprise. How could she forgot about this certain thing that she hated the most? The thing that accompany her when she was alone in this room… Now she remembered why those slave masters locked them here as the punishment. It was because this room was infested by those… stinky, small, disgusting creature. She hated it, she feared it. Those tiny creatures drove her crazy and it made her unable to control herself to stay sane, she couldn’t stand the dirty fur and the squeak, as well as their whole existence. Her wand was not there when she wanted to grab it, making her panicked and slowly stepped back to lean her back against the wooden wall. Another squeak could be heard and it made the black haired girl gasped before she took a quick step back only to step on something. She slowly brought herself to see what in the world that she stepped on only to see a rat which tails was under her shoe. “Khh!” She lifted up her feet a little bit and quickly stayed away from it, didn’t want to look or be near with it. Suddenly, she could hear a lot of rat chirping sound that made her knees weak. Since when a lot of rat infested this cabin, the last time she was here, the rat was not this much. Was this her personal hell? Her punishment for breaking free from the slavery? No, she refused to succumb. But she was scared, nothing can be used to help her, her wand was not even with her. No one could save her, not her liger, not her mentor, not Solomon, Lance or even Ariella here, there was no one but her now.
She panted and screamed in fear when the loud squeaking sound started to echoing throughout the room, completely swallowing the peaceful silence of the sea. “Noooo!! Noo!” She refused being any longer with the rats, her experience with those smelly little creatures in this very cabin didn’t end well and it was not this horrible but it still made her scared. She tried to look around and find the door, but she couldn’t find any, “Stay away…! D-don’t come any closer!” Oh God, she knew this was a torture, she knew it was her punishment for craving for freedom. But she wanted it, the freedom, to be able to fly like those birds freely. Would she be locked here forever with those rats? Would she need to accept them? No, she was not sure. She hated it, she despised it. One of the rats leaped on her and clinging into her hand, that made the girl screamed louder than before and swung her hand around to make the rat let go of her hand. Her body was shaking when she managed to make the rat let go of her hand, she couldn’t take it anymore. Spending any longer minute with these rats would made her die in fear, she panted heavily and her knees giving in before her fear brought her into her knees. No matter how hard she tried to stand up, she couldn’t, her knees had giving up to support her body to stand strong.
The worst has yet to come, but she knew it would come sooner and because of that, she punched her thighs at least trying to give some strength in it. However it was no use, her body had given up as her last punch towards her thighs was weaker than before. She refused to give up, she tried so hard to free herself from this cabin, from this slave ship and from those slave masters grasp. She went as far as finishing one of the masters only to get her freedom, yet this small creature scared her to the point she couldn’t even bring herself back up? “…no… I want the freedom.” She murmured, staring at those rats that running around the room as if it was their playing ground with widened eyes. “If I am afraid… I won’t be able to get out… I can’t get freedom…” Her mind was clouded with a lot of thoughts and she murmured to herself like madwoman. “…freedom… knowledge…” She panted, gripping her head with both hands and murmured again, repeating her desire, “…for freedom… for the knowledge that I crave to learn…” Her tears began to flow swiftly, finally give in to release it all. “Choose Noir… succumb to your fear or this horrible creatures and trapped here forever? Or…. Fight for your freedom…for knowledge… Choose… Choose you silly girl.” The rats were treating her like a toy, jumping on her, leaping at her or climbed at her. Making them climbed down from her was the only thing that she could do, she didn’t know what else to do, she was still choosing. “Stay calm… breath slowly… think, Noir.” She commanded herself while still trying to stop herself from yelping when the rats still jumped on her. “No… I can’t… I… But…”
No one knew how many hours had passed ever since she was trapped there with the rats, she lost count. However, the girl was already numb with all the things that the rats do as she was filled with desperation and doubt. “Giving up on freedom and knowledge…?” She talked to herself again, asking the same thing millions time. Her voice started to crack as the tears began to fall again, “I want those… I want freedom! I tried so hard to get it, now that I am free… this rats makes me trapped inside? No. No!” She hit her head on the nearby wooden wall while gritting her teeth, stressed from the choice that she needed to choose. “You are a weak one… Noir. You are so weak…” She mocked herself as if it was not her who spoke to her and the girl replied to herself, “No! I am trying to be strong! Being strong makes me able to gain freedom… to gain knowledge… I am trying!” She was angry to herself, ‘something’ within her even spoke to herself, mocking her. She couldn’t accept it, she craved to get what she desired. “My reason… my whole reason to break this chain was…” Then her golden irises suddenly turned into crimson before she continued, “…it was to get freedom and knowledge… I’ve sworn that nothing could stop me from getting those…” She brought herself up slowly, standing firmly and closed her eyes. “Nothing could stop me… not those slavers… not these rats either…”
Like finding resolution for herself, she found the strength for her mind. She looked down on the rats, still shivering a little bit but she sighed heavily and kneeled down. Noir brought her hands to touch one of the rats, closing her eyes when doing so. Then when she managed to touch it, she pulled her hand again. She gulped hard and tried to touch one of the rat again, this time she wanted to touch it longer. If possible she wanted to lift one and put it on her palm, at least trying to handle it carefully rather than killing it accidentally. She was still angry, but she knew it was because of her fear. So she breathed steadily and encouraged herself to lift one of the rat on her palm, which she hesitantly do it at first. “Do it, Noir. Do it. You will be okay.” She calmed herself down and wrap the rat in a gentle gaze. “Like what master said… learn to embrace it… embrace my fear so I can reach what I desires. You can… do it.” Her last master’s words echoed in her mind, her only wisest and kindest master who sadly… was not staying long by her side. However, he was the one who changed her, making her to embrace her fate as a slave and work hard to be free. Thus, she said it once again to herself before holding the rat close to her heart, “Embrace it…”
It was not as scary as she thought, the fear at that time was probably because of her anger towards the slavery and when she was being angry towards the rat; it attacked her. “I am sorry…” She said to the rat gently but her voice was a little bit shaky, “It was clearly my fault… hating you without any logical reason… ending up killing your friend back them…” The only clear reason that she could think of was probably because of their freedom to be able to board the ship freely without even being enslaved by those slave masters. Her consciousness might start to recognize the rats as one of the slavers minion, but now with cool head, she knew the rat was just used. They were also trying to survive the harsh life on the ship and it was not a nice thing to do by hating them. All this time she tried to denied it, but it was clear for her now. She sat down, surrounded by the rat and let them play with her. ‘…I never knew they can have fluffy fur…’ She murmured when one of the rat jumped on her palm to curl up and warm itself up, then she closed her eyes with a pleased smile.
Damage taken : B-tier dehydration damage to Noir
Magoi : 60/300
Cool down :
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