Sore and exhausted, the girls were finally let go to do their own things for the rest of the day. Veronica had went to the library for the umpteenth time. However, she finally wao find out who her Spirit was.

  But, what does she have to go on?

  'Let's see... Looking for... demons and... wars? It does say she was a ander, so maybe we find this "Lilith Odessa" in a history book about some kind of war involving demons. But how long ago was it?'

  She went from shelf to shelf grabbing whatever she could find. Everything from history of the world and demon encyclopedias, to small news articles of various ages.

  Her table, as she sat down, was covered in what could simply be a wall of books. All of that history and knowledge. If Veroninca wasn't looking for a specific thing, this would've beeime of her life.

  But, she wasn't here for fun. She wao find out who was, in a sense, inside of her. Veronica started skimming through everything, starting from shortest to lo.

  Articles first then. Nothing. Just talking about feral demon attacks. Fine, guess the articles are too new.

  Historical texts. Again, nothing. Just heroes defeating powerful demons, but bot a sihing about a succubus ander.

  Maybe the encyclopedias? Nothing! Even though it gives the names of famous demons, the name "Lilith Odessa" never appeared even once.

  It was either one of two things. She's not looking far enough, or anything about Lilith Odessa has been wiped from history. But why? Who would get rid of what would've been suteresting history?

  Veronica sighed as she looked for everything again and again and again. Ofteing up to get new sources. But no matter how many times she read them, how many new sources she got, she wasn't ever getting closer to figuring out who this succubus was.

  It was already getting te, so Veronica had gotten up aurned everything she borrowed befoing back to her dorm.

  "Ver, where were you? I wao py!" Cassidy said seductively, ing herself around Veronica.

  "Cass, your idea of pying is lewd. And I'm not in the mht now."

  "Fine, fine. You didn't answer my question though."

  "I was in the library, trying to find something, anything about who my Spirit was. But I found nothing."

  "I see. Perhaps we help you. Though, we don't know much about who or what your Spirit really is. Except for me. I already know that it's a succubus."

  "How did you...?"

  "I put the dots together after overhearing you and Tisha a while ago."

  "So you heard that much?"

  "Yep. Anyways, that's not important right now. We try helping tomorrow. But first, sleep. You realize how te it is? You missed dinner! Avi cooked! And she's damn good at it. Maybe you warm up the left overs."

  "Right, sure. I'll go ahead and do that. Everyone else is asleep?"

  "Yeah. I'm about to go to sleep too." Cassidy stiffled a yawn as she tinued. "Just wao great you first."

  "I'm here now, weirdo. Go to sleep. I'm gonna do the same in a bit."

  Cassidy urned around ao her room, yawning on the way.

  Veronica, oher hand, felt her stomach rumble. Perhaps it wasn't the greatest idea to anything for twelve hours. So, she grabbed whatever leftovers were there a warmed them up using the school's state-of-the-art quick heater. A genius bination of metal and magic stohat allows oo warm up cold food.

  She ate what Aviris had cooked, and eveed, it was really good. Perhaps on the same level as professional chefs.

  After filliomach, Veronica went to bed, trying to figure out how to gain more information of this "Lilith Odessa".

  When she awoke, she found herself in a strange pce. This wasn't her room. Or the school ground for that matter. It was a ruin. Older than anything Veronica had even heard of, but still in excellent dition. Not a single crack, or hole, or even colpsed roof.

  She walked forwards, expl this ruin, or a building. Soon, she heard some kind of muttering. Just one person. Female. Alone. But what was it? It was a nguage she couldn't uand. It was simir to Infernal, but there something odd about it, making it impossible to uand.

  Veronica tiowards the voice. Further and further, the muttering grew louder and louder.

  Soon, Veroninca found herself at an alter, where a woman, or what she thinks is a woman, was kneeling, praying. The shape was hard to make out, silhouetted in a shroud of darkness. The voice was unmistakably female, and soon, she spoke. In the basigue.

  "I've been sitting here for eons... and eons... waiting for someone, ao free me. And here you are, my successor."