Hey, came a voice from in the air in front of her.
Melona paused. She hadn't summoned a demon or something, had she?
No, no you haven't, said the voice.
"Wait, what are you?"
Give me a second to coalesce. Gods, you're impatient, aren't you?
"But--"
I'm...okay, so some sources call me a daemon, but that's just a name. The more modern, culturally-neutral term is "totemic beast."
"I've never heard of that."
That's because we're rare. We only pop up in about one out of every, say, ten thousand casters or so? Only twelve magic users in the world are chosen!
"What does this mean for me?"
It means that you're gonna develop some immensely powerful magic, but also get some rather specific thoughts and desires.
"Like what?"
Look, would you just give me a moment?
"But what kind of animal are you?"
You'll see! Just give me a second!, said the voice. Just look at the ground in front of you. I'll show up there as a miniature version of whatever will influence your life going forward.
Melona watched as mists began to swirl on the floor, growing brighter and brighter as they gradually took the form of a sphere. Soon, the mists became too bright to look at. Melona shielded her eyes.
"Okay, now you can look. Behold!" said the voice. Melona turned back to see the tiny form of a...
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