Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160927005650/@comment-26517142-20160928104545

The Circe in Jeiel's body waves a hand dismissively. "I assure you, Ibrahim, that throwing me into the Void would merit a ticket to oblivion for Jeiel as well. He's made a contract with me, see. An unbreakable one. And it's not without good reason."

"What? Surprised I could act so mellow? " Circe made a small smile. "I will admit. In the past, Circe had gone to Memento Mori and took advantage of the reality-warping ability that Victivius possesses. She gained power illegally, which was key why she managed to break through Jeiel's defenses and use his body in that day. Circe paid the price."

"I am but a fraction of Dorothea Squall, the Circe of Oz. I am Ercic. The aspect of Circe's lust. And today... I am the curator of Jeiel's powers."