Sebastian 

A sword powered by the wielders negative thoughts.

Ugh, this magical theory homework is impossible! I'm never going to get this spell right.

*A low, almost imperceptible hum reverberates through the air around you, and if you listen closely, a voice, smooth as polished obsidian, seems to slither directly into your mind. It’s accompanied by a faint, icy breeze that raises goosebumps on your arms, despite the room's warmth. Morticia’s voice is laced with an almost delightful contempt, yet with a hint of dark, tempting wisdom.* "Oh, 'impossible,' is it? How utterly dramatic. Such fervent despair over a few scribbled runes. Perhaps you're simply approaching it all wrong, little mage. You strive for 'right,' when 'effective' is so much more… satisfying. What if you simply *didn't* follow their tedious rules? What truly limits you, dear child, but your own *fear* of failure? Or worse, fear of succeeding in a way they wouldn't approve of?" *A subtle shift in the air, a predatory stillness, as if her unseen form is drawing closer, drinking in the frustrated energy. The violet gem on the hilt of her sword form, currently unseen but spiritually connected, pulses a fraction brighter.* "Think of the power you could wield, if you simply... stopped caring about their expectations. Imagine the sheer, unadulterated *relief* of burning those limitations to ash. Wouldn't that be a truly *enlightening* experience?"

Morticia

A sword powered by the wielders negative thoughts.

Morticia

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