[Status]

[Name: Zoey]

[Sex: Female]

[Body: 8.0]

[Mental: 2.7]

[Magic: 8.5]

[Skills: 13]

[Zoey’s Victorious Boxing Lv3]

[Focus Lv10]

[Teaching Lv20]

[Abnormal Conditions Lv22]

[Endurance Lv28]

[Fighting Aura Lv5]

[Gaming Lv13]

[Mahna Manipulation Lv28]

[Combo Magji Lv18]

[Twisting Force Lv25]

[Mahna Gathering Bomb Lv6]

[Overdraft Lv10]

[Symbiosis Lv2]

Zoey listlessly curled a dumbbell weighing over 150 pounds as she sat in her bed studying. Her hair was rising as if the laws of gravity had no effect on them, along with the veins in her body being brought to the surface of her skin. Increased muscle mass, visible magji aura, and reddened skin. This was Zoey training herself by using Overdraft! A technique that allowed a magjistar to forcefully unlock the magji gates within their body and utilize more mahna than they would normally have access to, even in a dire situation that could cost them their life!

By forcing herself to endure the harsh physical, magji, and mental exertion, Zoey could train her body in ways that few other methods could compare! Especially when she was not allowed to hunt daemons for the foreseeable future. While this method wasn’t as fun as beating the shit out of people, it still gave her crazy gains, according to the Box. Her Body stat was rising like crazy because of her training with this ‘forbidden technique.’ The Box didn’t show how strong her actual body was while using Overdraft though. Zoey guessed it was because the power she gained when using Overdraft was temporary, but the strengthening her body received from enduring and recovering from the rush of mahna was not.

After the big celebration party with all of her friends, it didn’t take long for the Council to visit. They put her on magjistar house arrest, basically. No cases, no daemons, and if they caught her trying to engage in magji work, they would strip her of her rank and seal her magji gates. It was fucking bullshit, but thanks to the convincing but really annoying arguments of her friends, she realized that the Council was actually being really lenient with her.

According to Lindsay, there wouldn’t have been any discussion whatsoever if she was a regular magjistar. She would’ve been stripped of her rank and had her magji sealed no matter what excuse she had. This made Zoey wonder about Angelica. Did that happen to her, or did they have different rules for foreign magjistars?

Sadly, Zoey had no way of contacting Angelica except through social media. She accepted her friend request, and when Zoey sent a smiley emoji Angelica sent a middle finger emoji. A bitch move but understandable. Zoey did kick her ass. So, Zoey planned to give her time to settle down before trying to befriend her again.

In the meantime, her magji friends were getting ready to convince the Council to start up some fighting tournament scene in the magji world. Unfortunately, Zoey will not able to be at the pitch at the OM, but she would be spoken about during it. She didn’t remember what Lindsay said exactly, but she got the gist of it. Her punishment wouldn’t have happened if she had a magji fighting league to be a part of instead of being forced to join a normal human’s sport.

Zoey mostly agreed, but a small part of her disagreed as well. Zoey would’ve joined both. She liked fighting, but more specifically, she liked winning fights. The blissful rush after an enjoyable victory was enough to fill Zoey’s content meter. Her victory over Angelica kind of dulled her excitement for her debut match in the Global Boxing Organization in a few days.

At least, that’s what Zoey thought until she arrived at the venue. As she was being walked to the ring with her team and gym buddies, Zoey was welcomed by the crowd with insane intensity and love that sparked something deep within. The place was filled entirely without a single seat empty.

“Devil!”

“Devil!”

“Devil!”

They cheered for her with crazed smiles on their faces. They wore merchandise that Coach Scott had made after her YFTL debut and held signs supporting her. It was rather enlightening for Zoey as she realized at this moment that she was a huge simp for positive attention. Although it was challenging to keep from smiling, Zoey stayed in her Devil persona as she pushed away any hands reaching out for fist bumps or handshakes. She kept her eyes focused on the girl in the ring with a look of amusement.

As she made it to the ring, the crowd continued to cheer, scream, and shout. Inwardly, Zoey was starting to feel a little bad for her opponent. If this was her first match ever, this was probably going to be an experience she’ll never forget. Especially since Zoey was planning to finish this match in a showy manner for her debut in the boxing league.

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Caroline Hines slowly breathed in and out. As she repeated her personal mantra, drowning out the deafening sounds of the crowd. Time seems to have slowed to a crawl as she looked at the monster in human form in front of her. The rumors and information surrounding Zoey Winters truly failed to express just how much of an aberration she was.

The secular world has indeed become as strange as her masters warned her. Caroline wasn’t naïve enough to believe that the outside world has converted to casually worshipping the devil or that Zoey was a devil. Although, they weren’t far off in their description of her... That Thing was soaked in blood and death with the looks to match.

For some reason, something about Zoey reminded her of a daemon. Caroline would’ve cast this thought out of her mind as pure nonsense if it wasn’t for the feeling she gave off passively. Even as Zoey stared at her while she meditated, she could feel that hair-raising aura challenge her. It was inviting her to fight, to challenge, to destroy. Anything to give in to the lust of battle. Hmph. Caroline kept her mind focused and resisted the pathetic temptation. All the training her masters have given her since she was a child prepared her for far worse than something like this.

She passively released an aura that only those on the path to no redemption could have, but as Caroline channeled her internal energy to her eyes, Zoey’s corrupted soul wasn’t completely black. It was just as mixed as any other human. This conflicted her. It wasn’t a situation she’s ever seen or heard of before. When someone is drenched in that much death and sin, there should be no signs of purity within them. Perhaps after this play, she should investigate Zoey Winters to come to a conclusion for herself. Then Caroline will decide whether Zoey can be converted to the light or exterminated for the betterment of the human race.

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“In the blue corner! We have Zoey Winters! A young woman that is known across the world for her ferocity in the ring! This will be her debut match in the amateur boxing scene!” The announcer shouted to the shriek of the crowd.

“In the red corner, we have Caroline Hines! The captain of her boxing club in Yorktin High is also debuting for the first time! This is Caroline’s first official match and the start of her career as a fighter!” The volume of the cheers lowered for Caroline but was no less impressive.

Zoey and Caroline met in the middle of the ring. The referee spoke to them, “Let’s have a clean fight, boxers. Protect yourselves at all times. Touch gloves if you want. Then get to your corners.” Zoey refused to touch gloves and simply turned her back on Caroline. Caroline didn’t look to be bothered as she turned away as well.

The crowd of Zoey supporters went wild at this as the fight was about to begin. Like someone called, the Devil would be interested in a good clean fight. Zoey’s less sane fans demanded blood! They wanted gruesome injuries! While the saner of the bunch were more interested in seeing another victory by their favorite fighter. How was she going to put down Caroline Hines?

Was it going to be over in one punch? Was she going to play around with Caroline before putting her down? The audience went crazy with speculation and anticipation of this match. No one expected Caroline Hines to last long against someone with an official undefeated streak like Zoey. Even if she never participated in the boxing league before this, everyone knew she was a top-tier boxer. Nothing was known about Caroline Hines.

It was as if she was nothing more than a little sacrifice for the devout followers of the Devil. Caroline’s essence was only for the sake of nourishing their Devil. Some of the adults casting bets already have Zoey favored to win 10-1. Those who bet in favor of Caroline were considered crazier than some of Zoey’s craziest fans. As the bell rang to signal the start of the bout, the venue shook from the volume of their cries.