Morpheus prepared for the summoning, a process that, to outsiders, appeared eerie and gruesome.
He carved open his chest, but with magic's aid, no blood spilled. Instead, invisible conduits replaced his veins, allowing his blood to flow freely.
Ritsuka's jaw dropped, her wide eyes betraying her shock. She'd never seen such extreme self-mutilation... not even the most reckless could compare. Morpheus's act was on another level; she could see his beating heart!
Blood flowed through the transparent conduits, coating his pulsing heart.
It wasn't much blood, but it was enough for Morpheus to draw what he needed. Enduring the searing pain of torn flesh, he manipulated the blood, slowly tracing it across his heart to form a special rune.
The Seal of Solomon.
His current power was formidable, allowing him to summon an even mightier goddess... Shakti, surpassing even the Shiva he had previously called. This force, embodying the supreme feminine and maternal power, was highly assimilative and could backfire on him.
Thus, he needed precautions, like inscribing the Seal of Solomon on his heart as a protective measure.
Once the rune was complete, Morpheus gasped, beginning to heal his wounds. As they closed, he sighed in relief, his body drenched in sweat from the intense pain.
With the protection in place, he inspected and reinforced the temple, confirming it could withstand universe-level attacks before proceeding.
First, he confirmed the timing.
"It's Saturn's hour, but the moon phase is up to you, Artemis!" Morpheus said.
Artemis unleashed her divine power. The Moon Goddess's energy manifested, shifting the ordinary night into the dark moon phase.
An inverted tetrahedron altar pointed its apex toward the Earth's core, a stark contrast to typical altar arrangements.
On the floor, a Tree of Life diagram was drawn in mercury, with a black diamond embedded at the 8=3 node of Binah (Understanding).
At the altar's center stood a synthetic ruby carved into a peculiar geometric form... the Sri Yantra. Composed of five downward-pointing triangles and four upward-pointing ones, totaling nine interlocking triangles, it was surrounded by lotus petals, a square, and concentric circles, all soaked in Artemis's lunar blood.
The Sri Yantra symbolized the cosmic feminine womb and dynamic balance of creation. Its 43 smaller triangles corresponded to the 43 fundamental laws of the universe. The lotus petals represented purity, the square denoted material stability... a sacred geometric symbol in Shaktism, embodying the primordial feminine source, Adi Shakti.
The lunar blood served as the feminine medium, provided by Artemis.
At the four corners, Morpheus placed his four symbolic weapons: a dagger for air, a scepter for fire, a chalice for water, and an astrolabe for earth.
He then invoked the power of the four archangels, summoning them to guard the balance of the four elements.
In the air, a double-headed serpent sigil of the inverse Kabbalah floated, ready to absorb excess feminine energy for balance.
On the floor, a variant of the Metatron's Cube was etched, inscribed with verses from the Rigveda's creation hymn, written by Morpheus's hand.
The preparations were complete!
Morpheus sliced his palm, letting blood drip into the mercury array, and began chanting.
"Aima Elohim! Binah-Saturnus-Shakti!"
The simple incantation merged the triple feminine authority of Kabbalah, astrology, and Tantra. As these powers fused, the mercury began to flow backward, the space trembling. The array manifested three distinct yet overlapping features.
First: The 72 divine names of Kabbalah, merging and separating.
Second: Mantras from the Samaveda, resonating at unique frequencies, carried by the mercury's flow like a mythic hymn.
Third: The temple's environment transformed, resembling a cosmic vista, as if the mercury's radiance was birthing a new universe.
Artemis watched with concern, focusing intently on the summoning. Morpheus's ritual had barely begun, yet it already exuded terrifying power, unveiling a cosmic tableau as if heralding a true creation deity!
Morpheus remained composed, unfazed by the scene... perhaps as he expected. Artemis steadied herself, ready to intervene if needed.
Morpheus took a deep breath, grateful he hadn't rushed into this summoning before reaching 7=4. Just moments ago, he felt the backlash of that power.
Without the 7=4 grade, chanting this incantation could have shredded his soul under the triple feminine force. His preparations weren't in vain.
He knew this was only the beginning... the echo of the abyss, the response from the Binah Sephirah. It was time for the next step.
His left hand formed the Hindu womb mudra, his right the Golden Dawn's LVX Cross of Light. Following the sequence, he chanted:
"Ateh Malkuth ve-Geburah ve-Gedulah le-Olahm, Amen!"
Finally, he stretched his arms horizontally, palms up, raised them to form a "V" above his head, then extended them forward, pushing an invisible "X" To complete the LVX Cross of Light.
This channeled divine light into the material world, manifesting its power.
As Morpheus performed these actions, the positive and inverse Kabbalah overlapped on the Sri Yantra's surface. Tricolored flames rose from the mercury array.
Black: the chaotic maternal womb. Crimson: the blood of destruction. Iridescent: the geometric order of Metatron. These three forces manifested in the space.
The flames converged, merging and contracting, as if drawn to a central point.
Ultimately, they formed an infinitesimal point... a singularity with near-zero radius!
Artemis stared, stunned. This formidable singularity, born from Morpheus's summoning magic, surpassed even Chaldea's core!
Morpheus's mind reached peak focus. The moment had arrived!
"Nuit! Babalon! Shakti! With the authority of 8=3, tear the veil!"
Nuit, the supreme mother goddess, descended as a cosmic vessel, perhaps capable of containing a universe. Babalon, another supreme maternal force, brought chaotic momentum. Finally, Shakti's power manifested as the cycle of creation and destruction!
Before Morpheus stood the Primordial Shakti, the goddess of destruction and creation. Her countenance was serene, showing no trace of destruction, exuding eternal calm.
Morpheus sensed something amiss. His body's time was rewinding... a cost of the summoning!
At this rate, one minute would de-age him seven years!
If he couldn't control the duration, he risked reverting to an embryo, losing his consciousness entirely!
Without hesitation, he stepped into the array. Instantly, boundless knowledge flooded his mind.
He had no time to converse with her or even engage. Lingering too long would cost him any chance of recovery!
The Seal of Solomon on his heart protected his body from assimilation by the feminine power, mitigating the cost. It reduced the toll from seven years per minute to three.
"Pull me out in 20 seconds!" Morpheus's voice reached Artemis. Twenty seconds... one year of regression... was a price he could accept.
Those 20 seconds felt like hours to Morpheus. Everything slowed; Shakti wielded time's authority... she was time. In those brief moments, infinite knowledge poured into his mind.
Most was incomprehensible, and even the understandable parts strained his brain immensely. Yet, he endured the onslaught.
His body began to change, developing feminine traits... his Adam's apple vanished, his chest slightly swelled. The potent feminine theory was reshaping him.
This was unavoidable, and he could only endure. Finally, the endless 20 seconds passed. Artemis acted swiftly, pulling him into the protective array.
The supreme feminine power still surged outside, but Morpheus's transformation halted. He took a deep breath and severed the summoning.
As the Primordial Shakti vanished, his feminine traits faded, returning him to his male form.
"You look younger," Artemis said, blinking and pinching his cheek. "Your skin's smoother too. Compared to before, you're still male, but your aura has a distinctly feminine quality… like what you'd call a 'femboy.'"
"When I perform a full 9=2 summoning, I can restore my original state," Morpheus muttered, feeling his body's changes. "It's unavoidable. At 10=1, the apex is the fusion of all... feminine and masculine included. To walk this path, manifesting all possibilities is inevitable."
As he spoke, he collapsed backward, landing in Artemis's soft embrace.
She scooped him up in a princess carry.
Weak from the ordeal and the feminine influence, he indeed appeared more delicate.
Artemis gleefully carried him out, saying, "When I saw you starting to feminize, I wanted to try this. You're still male, but it's close enough!"
Morpheus struggled briefly before giving up. He was too exhausted to move and just wanted to rest.
Moreover, Shakti's lingering pollution still rampaged in his body. Being held by Artemis, a goddess, could speed his recovery.
After all, this summoning had used her power as a medium.
"You know," Artemis said, sniffing him, her eyes full of desire, "your scent is incredibly alluring right now. If I had to say, my instincts are screaming to keep you by my side... preferably without clothes."
It sounded suggestive, perhaps intentionally so, but Morpheus knew her meaning was earnest.
The supreme feminine power in him was drawing Artemis. If she absorbed it, she might break past her current limits, transcending Nasuverse's divine constraints to become a higher lifeform, like the Lion King in her phase.
Unable to resist, Artemis carried Morpheus to his bedroom, leaving behind stunned onlookers.
Ritsuka whispered to Medea, "Is… is the chaste goddess Artemis really this bold?"
Their closeness felt like a romance novel, as if they were glued together!
"Well… you get used to it…" Medea said softly. Through her connection with Morpheus, she checked on him and smirked. "And right now, Artemis is almost controlled by her instincts."
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