Chapter 107: Shh! I’m In S.M. (3)
When pushed into extreme situations, some people crumble, while others burn even brighter.
Though she might deny it, Vanitas Benibeni was also one of those types.
“Break! Sever! And boil over!”
Too reckless to be called an incantation. But for Benny, Magic was inherently like that.
Desperately yearning, drawing out the hidden desires deep within and painting over reality with miracles.
An ignorant fool who knew nothing became a mage that way.
In that sense, it’s not surprising that the Magic painted on the canvas of reality touches Benny’s darkest memories.
A gigantic chunk of meat in the shape of a fist suddenly appeared in the air and fell, the jaws of a translucent beast snapped shut, and blood-mixed mud that melted everything it touched churned on the ground.
And the entity that put the finishing touch on Benny’s previously casted magic, combining them into one. It was Shadow.