Jaci vs Purity 3
#78 of Tik Tik and the Tournament of Pleasure
Jaci and Purity trade blows in this battle of the Tournament of Pleasure. With both evenly matched, it seems almost impossible for one to triumph over the other. But aside from that, there's a deeper mystery brewing. Who exactly is Jaci, and what will Purity find out about her?
This story comes as a collaboration between myself and Jaci's creator Luna-C. Hopefully, you'll be seeing more of this story in our future collaborations!
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Anteronia is a place filled with magical energies and ancient rituals. None are more potent than in the wilds. The park itself features a small copse, but even that has the supernatural world's wild powers brimming through it.
Jaci had escaped this way, but why?
"Yeah, so did you hear about that girl? She walked into the forest and disappeared."
"They say there's a kidnapper that lives in the forest. A real boogeyman. No one has seen them, but every so often, a lass disappears from the city, never to be seen again."
The rumors of the citizens flutter through Purity's mind. Is it possible that whatever business Jaci had to attend to might be tied to these disappearances? How could someone be in this place and not know what was happening?
She drops her magical appearance, stepping through as the simple bakery assistant, that random townsperson of Anteronia, that lost young woman.
As she makes her way deeper into the copse, she pauses and looks upwards. Something seems strange...is she lost in the park? Impossible. Is she even still in the park?
Calling upon her power, she hops up on a series of heart bubbles, each popping as she bounces off of it until she makes her way to the canopy. There, she sees the sprawling forest, and beyond, the walls of the city itself.
"Transportation magic," she says. "Of course, but is this as far as it goes, or...does the forest itself lead to someplace deeper, someplace...other...?"
That, she is determined to find when she hops back down into the ground and pushes forward, disappearing into the dark.
Music.
Soothing, enticing, and less a force than a lure--no, an audible trail. Jaci doesn't seem like the musical type. Could it be a fairy or some other mischievous creature? Only one way to find out. She makes her way deeper, following the melodious path into the ancient woods.
Such an obvious pathway for this to be a mystery. She somehow knows this place opened just for her, and those like her? That idea creeps into her mind like a long-lost lover, one long gone, and yet, it seems so obvious.
But what does it mean?
Through the shadows of foliage, she walks.
To be greeted by light... and a stunning sight beneath it.
Women, likely the missing ladies of Anteronia, still looking young and vibrant, despite how much time had passed for each of them. A few wave to her in greeting while others are busy collecting fruits or partaking in food and drink, laughing and playing games, running or swimming, or engaging in rigorous "exercise" with each other.
It is a veritable bestiary before her eyes, even more cosmopolitan than the city she hails from. Despite the vast array of differences in the species present here, all of the women involved are dressed in the same scant fabrics. This uniform leaves their skin free to breathe and easy to access. Despite the seemingly objectifying trappings, they all share one other thing:
They are all happy.
And the song hasn't ceased. It beckons Purity further, not that she has much choice because the way back is gone.
She gulps. Just what sort of place is Jaci from, anyway? What kind of magical girl has a harem around her like this? And if Jaci is the one who was luring the girls, what does that mean about her actual age?
She resolves to find out the truth of this place, no matter the cost.
The structures are all-natural as if created by wood nymphs. Lanterns that clearly rely on magic instead of technology imply a day and night cycle beneath the likely illusory sky. The harmonious call draws her to the largest of these buildings.
The air is comfortable and cool inside. The music brings her to its inner chambers and to a wooden throne that grew from the soft floor. And there, she finds a woman in far more modest garb with a scar over her left eye that matches Jaci's, standing beside that throne.
But upon it?
"You are not the first brought here by the call of my music," speaks the imp sitting on the throne, a knowing and amused smile on her face. "But you are the first Champion of Pleasure to come here right after defeating my right hand. You feel you're lacking in skills to move forward in this Tournament... perhaps we can help each other."