User blog:Ore-samma/My Elf (Mind Break) (Corruption) (Multi Ending)

Hello Fans Ore-samma here!

So this one was made as an alternative to this one-shot =

https://monstergirlencyclopedia.fandom.com/wiki/User_blog:Ore-samma/My_Elf_(Origin_story)_(Artifact)

It seems as though I missed the mark / request entirely and so I rewrote it.

Fans, this will be the last time I write a story that involves corrupting a (more-or-less) pure creature / mamono / human.

I do not like stories that deal with corrupting entities, but I took on this request. So I shall fulfill the letter and spirit of what was asked.

Here it is.

Ever your Servant-

Ore-samma

I stepped carefully around the ruins of where it was said our race and the race of the dark skinned ones split apart.

It was said these woods were cursed, but nevertheless; our people needed food for the winter and the deer tracks led here.

At last, a Crowned Buck shied into view. I nocked my arrow and whispered the soft reverence before I let loose.

Díhen- nin, im take cín cuil i cin lothron tul- cuil na sab- (Forgive me, I take your life that you may bring life to mine) 

I grunted as I heard the arrow find its mark and waited for the noble creature to thrash and bleed out.

I approached and noticed a strange glint hanging from its horns.

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“What is this?” I whispered, gingerly plucking a locket that seemed to have both dark and wood elf influences.

“A locket!” I whispered, and pried it open. A magical flash blinded me and  I felt a rush of magical energy ring and hum throughout my body.

I blinked, rubbing my eyes and casting my restorative and detection magics.

The locket seemed to be have a certain purple-like energy that kept it from deteriorating all this time, but it was unstable and flared out and latched onto my magical power.

I recharged the lines of magic woven into the artifact and noticed it shined up very well. I placed it on, maybe the elders would know what it was for.

I cast my spells on the slain deer and started to make my way back with it floating in front of me.

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As I walked, my thoughts soon turned to my childhood friend, Hilgan. His voice, his smile, his chest and...arms...his...lips and….

I exhaled and drank deeply from my waterskin. How did it get so hot for this late autumn day?

I exhaled and my eyes wandered, now lingering on the male deer’s genatalia.

No matter where my eyes wandered, they found their way back to it’s long, glistening slickness.

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''What am I doing? What am I thinking?''  I chastised myself. ''How could I be so disgusting or weak? This is something a dark elf would do, or a human!''

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I focused my magical energy and sliced the deer open, and carved a hole that I dumped its viscera into, along with its penis.

“Hmpf! Disgusting!” I scoffed as I reached the village.

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The Crowned Buck was well received, the village already sent another scouting party and we were almost at our preserve food goal for the winter!

“Lullel! That was an impressive shot!” Hilgan said, looking over the entry wound and the spent shaft.

“Oh! Th-thank you, Hilgan!” I said with a smile, feeling my face go hot.

“Are you okay, Lullel?”

I nodded. “Quite! It was just a rush to see such a large Crowned Buck.”

“Ah! Well, I shall be seeing you.” Hilgan said with a nod and started to turn when I placed my hand on his arm.

“Hilgan, wait.” I smiled into his face. “Could you show me how to make the arrows you make for large game?”

Hilgan returned my smile, making my legs grow weak. “Of course!”

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(later)

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I scooted closer to Hilgan as I started to repeat the motions he did to make the arrowhead fit into the shaft correctly.

“Good! That’s very good!” Hilgan said, smiling at me.

I leaned closer, panting, my entire body seemed to beat and throb with my heart.

Hilgan’s face suddenly became confused and he stood, just barely avoiding my hands and lips.

“Lullel? What is wrong with you? We are not joined by the High Druid!”

“Hilgan! I don’t need the High Druid to know my feelings for you! We’ve been friends since we were children! Oh! I need you! Please Hilgan!”

I stood with him and held onto his arms “Im mel cin!” (I love you)

Hilgan’s face seemed to tear apart with emotional turmoil as he placed his hands on my shoulders and shoved me away. His face furrowed into concentration and anger as he raised his arms and casted an incantation. Then his eyes widened in shock and he strode out my door and I heard his voice call out to the others.

“Get the mages! The Druid! Lullel has been corrupted!”

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(later)

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I stood before the gathered village elders and mages. They casted their magics upon me and came to the conclusion; I was monsterized by mamono energy.

“There has to be some way! Anything! There has to be a way!” I cried out. “I don’t want to be this way! I didn’t mean to be this way!”

The village elders, mages, and High Druid all shook their heads.

“You already know we can’t uncorrupt you.” The Chief Elder said. “And you already know why we must cast you out from our people; you are no longer one of us.”

I bawled out, crying out the names of the Elven constellations, our goddesses, and our most sacred mantras. I held out my arms, pleading to not be cast aside.

Slowly, the tribe turned away, entering their homes, leaving only me with the village leaders. They brought out a box with a captured goat from one of the human settlements far from here.

“Lullel, do you not think this breaks our hearts too?” The Chief Elder said.

“You and Hilgan were selected to be joined! Our ways are like that of the forest. There is a season for everything, and a time and place for every cycle to unfold! Our ways are like that of the Crowned Deer! We wait for full maturity, before the young generation brings forth the new generation. In temperance deny emotional indulgence so that we may build ourselves and our civilization! Romance and sexuality is held in temperance and patience until the fruits of the flesh bear ripe, and are without a doubt; ready to be reaped.”

He sighed and shook his head. “But that is neither here nor there. You have become like unto the monsters we fear, the monsters who make our race dwindle with each passing year. You are more akin to the baseless, shiftless feral animals found near human settlements. Full of discord, imbalance and a slave to your base desires and wantonness.”