(Told you, Alphonse. Now, let's perform the ritual. Ready?)
(... ah, fine, Norn. Do it.)
When I said so, Norn's sword shined. [M]
A bright red sword sparkles.
Red as blood, but somewhere warm like a light that envelopes the mind and body.
The light beats.
The intensity of the light increases and spreads like a thump, a thump.
My room in my home in Vulcania.
I stood in the center of the room and received a ritual.
The light spreading in front of you fills the room.
And when the light was so full as not to be any more, Norn rose up by himself.
With the tip of the sword pointing upwards, the magic sword wooshly rises without a sound.
It turned when it reached the height of my chest. [M]
The pulse of light continues while rotating indefinitely vertically and horizontally on the spot.
I can't let go of my eyes.
I was completely distracted by the movement of the magic sword.
"Goo, gaha...."
There was a sudden change in the movement of Norn, a spinning ceremonial sword.
I thought it was rotating irregularly in the air in front of me, but suddenly it stopped turning towards me. [M]
And the moment I noticed it, the magic sword floating in the universe was moving.
He flew straight towards me with his sword pointed at me.
It was just for a moment.
The magic sword was already standing on my body when my hand began to move to sense and stop the movement and grab it.
It stung my chest tightly.
Goo goo goo.
Moreover, the movement of the magic sword did not end there.
With a stab in my chest, I'm still pushing my sword even further.
I managed to move my arms and grasp the handle of the sword.
But I can't stop the movement.
Is the magic sword strong or am I unable to help? [M]
I don't even know that.
However, I was forced to penetrate even deeper with my grip on it.
Phew.
The magic sword penetrates deeply into my body.
There is no way to stop it.
And the magic sword beats.
It's not the beat of light until then.
Obviously, I felt my body tremble.
It was then that I finally realized what was going on in my body. [M]
The sword body of the Magic Sword is quite long.
That's why stabbing me in the chest will penetrate my body lightly. [M]
However, I hadn't noticed anything sudden, but the magic sword stuck to my body didn't jump to the back side.
I don't care what you think about this.
As long as it's stuck to my body, it won't fit my buttocks unless the tip of the sword jumps out from my back.
As I watched what happened to my body, I thought about it.
Maybe you're confused even though you're not supposed to be saying that.
That's funny, I've been thinking about it.
Phew.
In doing so, the Magic Sword beats even more.
The sword seems to have only the part of the pattern that I hold.
The Magic Sword, which was thoroughly stabbed to the edge of the sword, didn't pull out as much as it did.
It keeps beating again and again in that state.
Every time you pulse, your whole body gets hot.
Slowly, little by little, your body is getting hot and burning.
But it was a strange feeling.
It should be hot and hot, but I don't hate it.
I wonder what it is.
I don't know if it's the right way to say it, but I had the feeling that I was reborn.
Your body's blood becomes rough as you beat.
And the blood runs around the body, affecting all the cells that make up the body.
I felt that way.
It felt so strange but pleasant.
After a while, I fell on the floor and lost consciousness.
(Hello, are you awake?
"Ah... oh yeah. Am I out of my mind?"
(I see. Well, just a little bit.)
How long have you been asleep?
I woke up when I fell on the floor.
Norn said he woke up soon, so he hasn't lost consciousness for so long.
"Where is it, Norn? Where the hell are you?
But then I noticed a lot.
I don't see Norn.
There was no magic sword stuck in my chest.
As soon as my consciousness recovers, I look at my chest and nothing happens.
I didn't fall on the floor.
However, my thoughts from Norn were definitely flying earlier.
Normally, I don't get the idea that I don't have Norn.
That's why I thought it fell close, but I couldn't find it no matter how much I looked for it.
(It's no use looking, Alphonse. Me and you have been assimilated.
(Assimilation? Wait a minute. What do you mean?)
I told you. Make a deal with me. Me and you made a deal. It's a blood contract. I assimilated it with your blood.
I didn't hear that.
(You didn't ask. It is better not to check the contract details beforehand. Well, it should still work as a sword. Remember to let me out.)
Suddenly I get confused by the word of assimilation, but I want to put out the magic sword according to Norn's words.
Then a magic sword popped out of my palm like a red crest. [M]
It's as if my blood were spraying out.
"Is this like a magic sword made out of my blood?
(I see. I'm your blood. Use that blood to draw the Magic Sword, and suck blood with the Magic Sword to increase your magic. Congratulations, Alphonse. This is when you were born today as a new bloodsucker. Bless you in the name of Magic Sword Norn.)
I see.
I may have failed.
I never thought my blood would be replaced by a sword.
I may have made too many serious decisions with a little momentum.
... well, okay.
Reflection switches feelings in an instant.
I can't help it.
Thus, I was reincarnated by assimilating with Norn the Magic Sword.