BEING KILLED BY TOO MUCH POWER
A surge of dark magic surged through me, overwhelming my senses and threatening to burst from within. My magical heart strained to contain the sudden influx, but it was futile.
"Arrrgggghhh!"
I cried out in agony as I experienced a breakthrough in my heart magic, a transformative moment as I accepted the Black Heart of the Dark Angel. However, instead of being rebuilt, my magical heart was replaced entirely.
Dark veins snaked out from the Black Heart, spreading like twisted roots throughout my body, connecting to every vital organ, muscle, bone, and sinew.
"Arrrgggghhhh!"
I screamed as the Black Heart fused with my being, but my body rebelled against the intrusion of this unholy organ, rejecting it with every fiber of my being.
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"Focus on your magic and pacify the heart", Meera said to me.
"But my templar and bone magic is lost in this Delirium", I replied to her.