[Chapter 222] Spirit?

I suddenly feel as if there is a tugging on my soul as the light hardens, turning into a clear blue crystal. My pupils shrink as I suddenly pull away, but I can't budge no matter how strongly I pull. I suddenly feel my surroundings darken as a voice speaks in my mind, the female voice full of elegance and a sense of power.

"Another one aims to use me, but do they have the morals and strength to wield me is the real question. Tell me, do you consider yourself pure hearted?"

I feel as if I'm in a dream as my throat is about to answer on its own. But I forcefully swallow some saliva as I take control, looking around at my brand new surroundings which are now an endless black void.

"You know, I don't like explaining myself to a being I can't see…oh there you are!" I say as I see a white wisp, tendrils of light floating off of it every so often. But the odd thing is…it has a pure white soul, most souls that committed sins would be tainted, but this one isn't which means it hasn't committed a sin. I slowly begin to walk towards it as I check each step, after a few realizing the terrain isn't changing.

'So it appears that I am in another place right now.' I inwardly comment when I suddenly hear Sky, "Are you alright? What do you mean by another place? Your currently standing still and staring at the sword with a plain look."

I quickly begin to explain what I am seeing when I gain the idea to cast identify. I lean down and touch the smooth black surface as I cast 'Identify.'

Ping!

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A seemingly endless void. This is a mental construct which is used to contain a soul, and you are currently standing within. You must have a strong mental resistance or an ability to interact with souls to walk within one, even with soul's varying in strength.

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The light suddenly appears to shiver as her voice is filled with shock, "How are you able to maintain full control over yourself? Not even the strongest being I have encountered could control their speech for very long, yet you walk around like it is nothing!"

I stand up from the ground as a smile crawls on my face…when I suddenly realize something. I do a double take as I look down and realize, I have black hands. I slowly begin to look across my body as I realize my entire figure is black, as if I am a walking shadow.

The spirit gazes at me with curiosity and caution as I gaze across my body in shock. A few moments later, it speaks up, catching my attention.

"Your body is also unique, I have never seen a full body before. So this is what you all look like….I never thought you would have black skin."

I quickly shake my head as I ask, "Have you never seen a human being before? We don't have black skin, we usually have white or brown skinned. However, I don't know why I look like this…"

It pauses for a minute, processing the information I told her. She then speaks in a crystal clear voice, "I see…well I guess we won't know why then…but you have so many souls attached to you. How do you not go insane from the voices flooding your mortal mind?"

I am confused but then quickly realize what she is talking about, "Oh yeah, I have the ability to control souls. All these beings tried to kill me and I can summon them, but they aren't connected to my…mind…" I suddenly doze off when I remember what happened at my castle walls. Whenever a shadow soldier wanted my attention, I would feel a tug in my mind along with a message of what they needed.

I never questioned it and just assumed that it was part of my ability…but now that I think about it…why can't I hear all of their needs? Do they think? I mean they have to if they move with sentience.

'Why have all these questions been appearing today? First my system, now this…what is happening?''

I take a seat on the ground as I cross my legs when I suddenly hear the spirit speak again, "Anyway, setting this all aside…do you consider yourself pure spirited?"

I look over at the spirit as I shrug, "I mean, no. But I have no issues with my choices. I defend my family when they are in trouble, I fight whoever threatens me, and I forgive those who should be. No one is fully pure in this world, eventually, we will be tainted by a simple action, but it is up to us to live a life with the least amount of sin possible."

The soul floats silently for a second before asking, "If I let you wield me, what would you do?"

I think for a moment before speaking, feeling a complement to tell the truth, "I feel like I would be tempted to take you, but I mainly would inspect your craftsmanship. I create blades and want to compare mine to you. I want to see what sets you apart besides what I now know."

The spirit falls silent for another moment before speaking again, "And is that all? I can tell it isn't."

I sigh before speaking yet again, "I would probably give you to Soca to carry on her as a defensive weapon, after all, a whip can only go so far. She would definitely need a close combat weapon."

The spirit doesn't fall silent this time and instead speaks happily, "I have deemed you worthy to carry me for however long you would like, but instead of handing me to this person named Soca, I would like to be placed onto the pedestal and judge her myself."

Suddenly, my surrounding reappear as I feel something in my hand. I look down and see a silver blade in my hand, a flower engraved inside it.