Rala led me through the halls but she was being oddly silent. She led me to an area that was almost completely empty, there were many doors and hallways but there was no one but us in them. She then walked up to a blank wall and drew a symbol on it after looking to make sure we were the only ones around. The symbol she drew glowed on the wall in a dull red and the lights around us went dim. A small door opened out of the seemingly solid wall. She looked at my suprised face and gestured for me to enter silently.

I followed her inside and the door immediately went back to being a wall as soon as we passed by. She had led me into a short hidden hallway that led into an empty chamber. The hallway we were in turned into a platform that crossed the entire room and went into another doorway on the other side, leaving about a foot of space between the platform and the floor.

"This room" Rala explained "is the only room in this entire place that can only be altered by you the creator. Only I know about this place and now, so do you. If you ever feel the need you can command me to forget about this place, as this is your domain and I am merely a lifelike representation of your inner energy any order you give will be followed. Even if you tell me to forget." She looked a little sad when she said that but continued talking.

"This room can be considered the actual physical space of what you see in your chest. If this room changes, so does the shape on the outside. The purpose of this room is actually to hold and control your amassed divinity." She pulled something out of her pocket and handed it to me. It looked like a small flat piece of wood covered in information that was constantly changing.

"No matter what happens, the information on this tablet is always true. It will only work in here and can only be used by you. This tablet will also make it easier for you to add functions to this room and use them. Because this room is actually part of the physical world you can use it to see what is happening around you while you are in here. It can show you general information about the area you are in and anything you know about or have gotten into contact with will be marked accordingly."

I looked at the tablet and I noticed that it was telling me exactly how much mana was being used and how much divinity was being generated there was also a button labelled MAP. I pressed it and the wall in front of me lit up and displayed a map of the city I was in. A big green dot marked where I was, I just looked at it and knew that is what it means. There was also a couple more green dots on the map that marked where Malady and Vylet were, Even Lari and Lamis were marked too.

I wonder if this can show me energy too.

As soon as I thought that the map started showing masses of swirling clouds all over the city with small thin strands spread out.

"What you are looking at now is the loose mana in the city- um, sir?"

I looked at her and noticed the worried expression on her face.

"See that cloud there?" She pointed at a cloud of black and purple that seemed to be a little distorted.

"That is a large cloud of corrupted mana and it is directly over the undead district."

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The undead district was constantly busy, the people there never sleeped so they were always doing something. Some of the best craftsmen in the city were in the undead district, they had all the time they wanted to polish their skills and improve their craft. With the constant activity going by it was the perfect place to hide in plain sight. Five people in deep black robes were sitting in an old warehouse on the edge of the undead district, this part of the district was seldom used as it was filled with the more reclusive of the undead. Those that didnt mingle well with others but had no other place to go. The five were silently chanting while sitting in chairs made of dark wood.

They were all in a circle and in the middle was a small bound incubus boy. His legs were broken and his wings were cut. His face was stained with tears but he was silent as he was gagged with an leather mouthpiece that was enchanted to not let the one wearing it speak yet kept his mouth open. One of the people in the circle held a large goblet filled with a thick viscous black liquid and he was mumbling into it. He stood up with the goblet and held it over the boy, two of the other people stood up as well and held the boy up and pointed his head upwards. The man tilted the goblet and let the dark ooze fall into the incubus's open mouth. Immediately after the ooze touched the boy's tongue his eyes went blank, symbols of their corrupted magic appeared on the floor around them and on his skin. The boy's eyes started turning to a cloudy black and his skin started withering away first in patches then all at once, he crumbled and crumbled until he was reduced to nothing but a pile of black goo and a moist powder on the floor.

The last two of the group got up, still chanting, and started picking up the remains. They scooped what was left of the boy into a bucket and poured it into a huge cauldron that was almost completely full of the same damp powder. They only needed 3 more people and then they would be ready to begin.