The Great Demon System Chapter 393
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Moby slept like a little child, yet, the weight of the world still felt like it was sat on his shoulders, or in this case, his stomach.
"Huh…" He mumbled out loud, moving his hands to scratch his aching eyes while something was clearly prowling on top of him.
'Is that the cat? Is the cat moving on me?' He wondered, when suddenly, he heard a voice speak out to him.
"Wake up! It's already 10:00 am you know?"
"Yeah yeah, I'm up Avilia…" He yawned and opened his blurry eyes before sitting up straight.
"Hmmm?" When he looked around him, he noticed that Regrit was not in bed, nor was he even in the house. He must have stayed up for the entire night. And as for what was on his stomach, it was indeed the black cat, and Moby's tired face could not help but simper.
"What are you smiling for? Get out of bed and move!"
"Just give me a sec Avilia… I still feel pretty dead…" He replied, scratching his eyes, but that was when he felt a sudden slap to his stomach, and his attention was drawn by the cat oddly staring daggers into his soul.
"Just move already! That mammon guy's been trying to contact you for a while now. It's best not to leave him unleashed…"
'What… What did I just see… Did… Did that cat move its mouth like it was talking English… Is the voice coming from her? What's going on... Am I still asleep?' He inwardly thought to himself.
"That's because it is real and you're not asleep! Can't you see?" The cat smiled and elegantly took a pose.
'Wait what… What's going on… Is the cat talking to me!? Can it read my mind? WAIT… Does… Does this…'
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"Yes it does you sleepy head! It's me! Great Demon Lord Avilia Graymore!" She laughed with her hands under her chin in a way no cat would have been able to do, and Moby's eyes grew wide.
"Wait… AVILIA!? But— but you're a cat! How the hell—"
"Hahahaha! Now that's the reaction I was waiting for! It's all pretty simple you see! It's because of the book of resurrection and that possession spell!"
"Is… Is this why you told me to get something small and fluffy!? This can't be real! What the hell! I really must still be dreaming huh…" He shook his head, his eyes wide in absolute stupor.
"I can assure you I'm real as ever! Now I have the ability to possess anything with relatively low physical and mental resistance. For example, this cat is a great one! But, something like a human child is out of my capabilities. Still, I haven't felt more alive in so long!" She smiled and jumped around on his stomach as if it were her bed.
"But— But why something small and fluffy in specific? I never knew you were the type of girl..."
"Am I not allowed to choose what body I want to possess? I don't wanna be a rat or an ugly beast! Something proud and elegant suits me best!" She proclaimed.
"I— I see… Ummm… Nevermind that! Anyways! A part of your soul is in that cat, right? But... You can still read my mind no? H-how?"
"Simple really…" She waved her paws. "I'm not an independent entity yet, my consciousness is split, both in your soul and in this cat. I'm still deeply bound and connected to you. So, if you die, I would also die, even if I'm in this cat, after all, my soul would have nowhere to return to. BUT! If I were to die within this cat, my soul would find its way back to you and it would be like nothing happened. This also means I can just get out of this cat whenever I want and get back to you!" She proclaimed proudly to the still dazed Moby trying to fathom everything that had just happened.
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"If a part of your soul is in that cat. Does that mean you still have your powers!?"
"Sadly not…" She shook her head. "In this current state, this body would not be able to handle anything beyond simple spells, even discounting the limitations of the possession spell. Don't count me out though! I still have a few tricks up my sleeve! Even in this stupid body!" She laughed her signature laugh, and Moby's bewilderment could not help but subside into a bright, genuine smile.
"Don't worry, I never thought that you were useless… Even like this, you're still demon lord Avilia Graymore. We've worked so hard to get to this point, and even if it's not perfect, it gives me hope that we can get your body back. Congrats…"
"Thank you!" She smiled. "This body is far from perfect, but it's for sure better than nothing! It's a good start! Life really is great! Now I can move on my own! Explore where ever I want! I can finally talk to other people without you as a medium! I have so much freedom! Whatever Zerker did with this book of resurrection is incredible!"
Moby's soft grin grew even larger seeing how happy Avilia was, it was truly a marvel and made him feel warm on the inside thinking what they had gone through to get to this point. He almost felt a tear well up in his eyes, yet he could not let it show. After all, he could not allow such a hideous sight to be presented, and there was so much else to do.
"Now that you can talk with others, are we gonna tell everyone else about this?"
"Hmmmm…" Avilia stopped to deeply ponder. "I'm not sure, but we can certainly tell Rupert, as for everyone else, I think it'd be best if we waited for now..."
"I see…" Moby nodded. "Anyways… Before I go for today… Do you want to try to eat? You haven't eaten anything in thousands of years."
"Hmmm?" Avilia ruffled her whiskers. "Are you gonna feed me cat food or something!?"
"I mean… Yes? What else would I feed you? Maybe it tastes good for you... You know... Becuase you're a-"
"I'm not a cat! I'm the demon lord! I've eaten delicacies you could never imagine in your life! My pallet is very delicate I'll have you know! I will not stoop so low to eat cat food from a bowl!"
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