THE BEAUTIFUL DEMON

Chapter Three - Shadows Of Arriver

In the midst of a dark, eerie night, at precisely 1:30 in the morning, the world seemed to be submerged in stillness. The sky was veiled in thick clouds, and the streets lay silent as most people were deep in slumber. At the edge of a quiet road in Osten, near a restaurant parking lot, a black portal suddenly appeared, tearing through the air. From this dark abyss, a woman emerged, completely naked. She glanced around, scanning the area for anyone who might pass by so she could use her magic to mimic their clothes. But no one appeared. Her gaze then shifted upwards, to a nearby apartment building, where she saw a woman standing by the window. Focusing her eyes on the woman’s dress, she cast a spell, and the clothes instantly materialized on her body. With that, she disappeared into the shadows.

The woman she had mimicked was Iris, who lived with her younger brother, Alfred. Their parents had died in a tragic car accident eight years ago when a bridge collapsed, leaving Iris to care for Alfred ever since. Iris, a graduate linguist with a professional degree, took on the responsibility of providing for her brother, ensuring his education and their daily needs. That night, Iris had been awake, startled by an unusual noise. She had gone to the window to check but saw nothing unusual, unaware that she had been observed and that her attire had been magically copied.

Meanwhile, in another part of Osten known as Myost, the mysterious woman reappeared, standing before an 18-story apartment building. Her eyes glowed with determination as she paused all the surveillance cameras with a flick of her hand. She gracefully entered the building, finding her way to an empty apartment on the 11th floor. With another spell, she unlocked the door and stepped inside. The room was bare, but she wasted no time. She closed her eyes, stretched out her arms, and began chanting an enchantment. Her body slowly rose into the air as the magic enveloped the room, transforming it into a lavish and fully furnished apartment. Everything she needed was now in place, created out of thin air by her dark powers.

As she floated back down, she admired her work. The apartment was now luxurious, filled with sparkling, elegant furniture, all conjured by her magic. "Finally," she muttered to herself in English, "I have arrived in this world. Malli is going to be fortunate to have me here for a while." She smiled to herself, already plotting her next moves. "Now, I have two tasks to complete: becoming the manager of this beautiful place and getting a job. But what should I be?" she pondered. "A doctor? No, killing humans and sending them to hell wouldn’t be subtle enough. Maybe a detective? No, sending innocent people to jail isn’t as fun as it sounds. Ah, I know! A secretary for a manager. That sounds perfect."

With her mind made up, she immediately conjured false documents, complete with credentials showing she had graduated with top honors from the University of Michigan in a country called Stearns. She waved her hand, and a laptop and a file bag appeared. She carefully placed the forged documents inside the bag, preparing for her new life. She then sat on the edge of the bed, opened the laptop, and began searching for companies in Osten. It didn’t take long for her to stumble upon the Gorgeous Sixty Company, where Iris and John worked. The company’s modern, sleek building caught her attention, and she quickly fell in love with everything she read about them.

As she scrolled down the webpage, she noticed an online job application form. Wasting no time, she clicked on it, filled out the form, and composed a cover letter. But before she could submit it, she realized she needed to attach a photo. Using her magic, she downloaded a picture of a beautiful woman and altered it to match her appearance. After completing the application process, she sent it off and closed the laptop, satisfied with her efforts.

Feeling a sense of accomplishment, she lay down on the bed, her pink nightwear contrasting against the dim room. She turned off the small lamp beside the bed, plunging the room into darkness, and drifted off to sleep.

The following morning, at precisely 5:55 a.m., her alarm rang loudly, "Kiriririririririri!" It took four rings before she stretched out her hand and silenced it. She lay still for a moment, then finally sat up, yawning and stretching as she prepared to start her day. Dressed in pink pajamas with white socks and a cotton headscarf, she made her way to the restroom. She sat on the toilet, sighing in relief as her body released its excretions. After a few minutes, she stood up, washed her hands, and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. The reflection of her radiant, otherworldly beauty stared back at her. She grabbed a toothbrush and began her morning routine, using the enchanted toothpaste she had conjured the night before.

After brushing her teeth, she headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. As she gathered ingredients, she started humming a strange tune. Her voice was deep and melodic, almost hypnotic, as she sang, "Hail the city united, below the surface and above the earth, cometh together and believe in the Lord, Lord, Lordezz... Lala... Lala... Lala..." She sang loudly, her soprano voice echoing through the apartment as she prepared her meal, frying vegetables and making milk cakes for breakfast.

The song she sang, though cryptic, was one of power and control, its melody weaving a spell as she cooked. It was a song from another world, a hymn of dark enchantments that filled the room with an almost tangible energy. As she finished preparing her meal, she set the table and sat down to eat, her thoughts already focused on the day ahead.

With her breakfast finished, she stood up and cleaned the dishes with a snap of her fingers. The kitchen instantly returned to its spotless state. She then walked back to her bedroom, opened the wardrobe she had magically created, and selected a formal outfit—a sleek black suit with a white blouse, perfectly tailored to fit her figure. She dressed quickly, gathering her laptop and documents into her file bag, and glanced at the mirror one last time before heading out.

Today would mark the beginning of her new life in Osten, a city unsuspecting of the darkness that had just arrived within its walls. With her new identity, her fabricated credentials, and her unearthly powers, she was ready to infiltrate the world of humans, her true motives concealed behind a mask of elegance and charm.