Part 866: Tharja B

Why doesn't it work?! We're performing the rites in perfect sync!

Hmm... Still no use, then.

"Still"?

Well, I've... I've never managed to actually place a hex on anyone... I can use dark magic in combat just fine. But the sorts of hexes you deal in, Mother- they've always been beyond me somehow.

That makes no sense. You're able to mirror my actions perfectly.

True, but I can only mimic the form. Not the substance.

It still doesn't make sense. But then again, none of this does. Why wouldn't my future self have taught you how to properly curse people? If I was swallowed up in research, I'd never turn away a useful assistant...

I'm not sure. I was pretty young.

Hardly a problem. I was instructed in the dark arts from infancy. Even my umbilical cord was cut with a curse.

Ew, gross! What kind of weirdo curses a newborn baby?!

Meh heh heh... Well, no matter. That just means it falls on me to shape you into something useful. Oh, and I shall teach you... Whether you wish it or not. Heh... Meh heh heh.

I'm s-scared, Mother... But I'll try to... do my best.

Hmm, yes. Yes, you will...