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Chapter 9 : Kol Teaches Supenatural(III)

"This is the knowledge you have learned till now — what, where and why magic is.

Now, we will go from the most common application of magic, spells, and rituals.

Magic is done by using three pillars that are willpower, intent, and imagination.

These terms here mean that —"

As Kol is explaining by drawing on the wall,

Klaus and Elijah enter and make a gesture at the ladies to remain silent.

They have seen something is different with Kol and want to know what happened.

"Willpower is that determination for the result. How much do you want this to happen?

Intent is why do you want it to happen.

This part is the main component for many branches of magic.

And lastly, imagination is how you want it to happen.

Do you want to increase the harvest of crops?

Do you want to fly?

Do you want to teleport?

This is the goal you need to imagine clearly.

Spells and rituals use languages and runes because they guide both your intent and your imagination.

Willpower is something you want to happen."

Kol takes his glass and shows the girls without turning by chilling the glass and taking a sip of it.

Astonishing the group who is watching him they are wide eyed and slack-jawed.

"Ah, that's the spot.

As you may have seen, that is magic.

As the frequency of my channels changed, and it is very difficult to connect again to your magic once you have lost it like an ordinary person.

But as I have told you, magic is always generated by the soul, which is a vessel that has no end to its capacity.

Hence, soul magic is delved into very little.

As you may have understood by now, even though the soul is just a canvas, it is a very delicate canvas to external stimuli.

Internally, it's very strong.

As you may not know this,

Caroline, an arrogant witch whom I am sure is somehow a Bennett, concocted a scheme to stop the rising of an apocalypse.

She thought, 'Meh, I can end this together with them,' and created a curse mark by using five hunters.

Anyway, that story is for another time.

She created special daggers for the first of the kind she wanted killed.

These daggers were ingenious, to say the least.

They essentially place magic on magic, as you have to know, anything that alters a being or an object completely for a specific purpose is a curse, and we are cursed.

She essentially created a stasis for this curse.

So, whenever we are stabbed with it through our heart, we enter stasis.

But as you know, there are exceptions to rules, and my bastard brother and I are such.

Nik had three curses and now has around two and a half curses, I think.

Anyway, Nik can't be put down.

My other siblings, I don't know what they go through, but I go to my mental plane where I feel the constant pain of the dagger stabbing through my heart.

It always felt like that in the end, but this time it started in the beginning.

Then I discovered the reason for it.

It has been 969 years since I have walked the earth during my slumber.

As I am one of a kind species with a curse on me, my magic expanded.

As I have repeatedly told you by now, magic is ever-growing for an individual,

and my channels are essentially changed and completely fixed and are always healing.

Because of that, I was constantly burning with magic in my veins.

Nik, that bastard, was lucky this time.

I was close to removing the dagger. I was just searching for the frequency to operate my magic, and then here we are.

Anyway, let's go ahead — the origin of vampires and how curses affect different species.

What my mother did was what is called as dark magic.

There is a difference between dark and black magic.

That's for another day.

My mother performed a ritual which tied our mind, body, and soul to the concept of the sun and Yggdrasil.

At the time, it was an extremely old tree which was used for the physical representation

and our body to the blood of a doppelganger.

You see, by tying our soul out of the three to the sun, our soul will not leave this plane without it extinguishing.

We may be reborn, but we are bound to this world.

As our lifespan and mind were tied to the concept of Yggdrasil, we will never grow old.

Ss our mind is connected to both sun and the concept of wood, we will be more of ourselves.

That means, do you see the knob that increases the sound?

That was what happened to our mind. essentially the knob was amplified to its maximum.

As such we are what cou be at maximum the entire species operates at this rate.

And since it is connected to wood, we will evolve.

But very slowly like trees,

But like Yggdrasil, we will not change our character till its something that is useful.

In essence it means we are who we are we cant be change and wont be changed easily.

As our body was tied to the blood of a doppelganger, and it is a very good magical ingredient, we crave blood for our entire existence.

As this whole ritual is based on the number 3 that means these are all interconnected hence the bloodlust the cravings and the switch are the component because of this connection. 

As this is a curse, and it is dark magic and a ritual, that too based on love,

This magic was allowed by nature.

As the superior beings at that time were werewolves and they didn't have an equal weight counterbalancing, we were allowed.

But we were counterbalanced as well,

as we are tied to the sun, we will not be able to enjoy the warmth of the sun.

As we are to the wood, our existence ends with wood.

Because of this curse, my mind and body changed. And what did I tell about metaphysical channels?"

Kol asked with a pained smile, which was quickly covered, but Rebekah Klaus and Elijah had seen it.

"Since I was the first witch in the ritual, I was gifted with the feeling, the shredding of my metaphysical channels.

As our mind is in a constant state, that means we will remember everything.

My mind was always filled with rage and pain.

As nature still thought there is no connecting bridge between these supernaturals,

it allowed my brother Niklaus existence, son of a wolf and a witch, magically changed to a vampire. If this was left alone, Nik would have been a different entity altogether.

As Nik made his first kill and his wolf side emerged, our father, the tyrant he was, commanded my mother to curse him again.

And our mother, not wanting to take the blame of an extra race, agreed. And our noble brother thought that our parents knew better, tied him up.

Then our mother cursed him using the doppelganger's blood.

She essentially, from what I gleaned of the curse,

tied his werewolf curse to a moonstone.

Used the blood of the doppelganger to make a separate extension inside him.

And then tried to separated them using the sacrifice of a doppelganger.

And as it is not possible to separate a man from his wolf easily, as it is an extremely old curse, she essentially created a rift in him.

Like a Partially broken bridge,

That means he feels things, but he doesn't know what he is feeling or why.

As we are vampires, this is amplified.

And as our father started hunting us, he took the greatest responsibility of being a family head. That's why I don't touch what is his.

I threaten him but let him because he hasn't lived a single day for himself.

The plans, the schemes, and the safety of the family are paramount to his existence."

'Huh, I have stunned my students into silence' with a smug face,

Kol turns around and sees Niklaus, Elijah, Rebekah, and Caroline, who have tears in their eyes. The women were crying their eyes out,

and the men were controlling their expressions with wet eyes.

"Hey, darling, and my sweet sister, why are you crying? This is just basics, darling. No need to feel so bad."

He desperately looked at the men for help. They got up and hugged him and then went to console the ladies, whereas Kol stood there bewildered as to what was happening.

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