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"Oh, am I now?
Hazel's long white hair turned black as her eyes turned blood-red. Demonic red horns grew, black wings spreading out instead of white like Hazel's

"Bar rules, be kind to remember them, ok?" He said his hair floating this time quicker than it did before "Sit down.. Ill get you something to eat ok.. Haste was it?"

She glared then relaxed. Her wings folded onto her back as she appeared sitting down before he could even think or react. She was physically young and little, but she was dangerous. Oh, she was. "Whiskey would work. Any food would work." Her voice was cold as ice, sharp like daggers. Unlike Hazel's kind and soft voice.

Wish sighed.. looking at what was likely trying to be a display of power, when he himself could teleport or appear about like that "Im not the type for combat, Im too versatile.." he said "So calm down"

He went to get Haste a Whiskey, he sat it down on the table infront of them "If you wanna battle we can, but I cannot assume either of us would win.."

She laughed. "You don't hurt my sister. And I won't harm you." She eyed Wish with a glare of protectiveness over Hazel that rarely was shown. She had spent 2 minutes watching her sister hang there on the tree next to her. It changed her.

"I.. you should spoil that-"

He held up his hand, breaking the fourth wall

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She laughed. "You don't hurt my sister. And I won't harm you." She eyed Wish with a glare of protectiveness over Hazel that rarely was shown. She had spent 2 minutes watching her sister hang there on the tree next to her. It changed her.

((Hehe))

"I regenerate.. and I dont really have a soul in the conventional sense, calm down-"

She blinked and sighed, sitting there drinking her glass of whiskey. "That father comment earlier. You saw me snap." She eyed Wish then at the perimeter of her glass.

"So.. he's a great man, children like you benefit from talking too, Id call him a father to all, hes an amazing father figure" He said "Ill have you meet him.."

She blinked, shocked for a moment then it was gone before it was even there. It was past trauma. "No thanks..." She kept her eyes on the top of the glass. "I am not a social person... I may be young...but I am fearful..."

He nods "Its alright then.. you dont have to trust me, but the sight of you two will probably send him sobbing and hugging me again-" he said, a loving sigh escaping his mouth "You'll love him" he said..

She was silent. Her eyes unfocused, looking at the rim of the glass. She was talking to Hazel in her thoughts.

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He also then went over, and obliterated the whiskey inside the glass "And I think your drinking of alcoholic drinks is over

She blinked, eyes focusing, startled. "Huh?"

"Oh, yeah, chaos magic does that.. well if I want it doo-"

"And mentally.. and physically your not and adult.. you must try and enjoy the juices and stuff, booze and whiskey arent really good for your mental state either"

She sighed then blinked. With only a blink, a glass with sprite, appeared in front of her. She took a sip and put it down. She didn't even need to move to use magic. She indeed was a kid. But a very powerful one. In the 14th Century, she was known as the Goddess of Evil/Destruction. "I'm currently older than 500,000 years. So---"

He put up a thumbs up "You seem very good at magic" he said "A little unnerved by how good people are at it, although I can proform similar feats"

Honestly he never thought about how weird his own existence is-

"Magic to me is like walking and talking. It comes naturally." She sat there and yawned.

"Eh-" he said "I guess Im the same, cause Im just a big sourse of mana-" he shrugged