It was on a slow and boring that Prince Asriel Dreemurr decided to visit his favorite spot in the whole house: the library.
Using the spiral staircase, the goat man, dressed in his flowing blue and white robes, bearing the royal family's emblem, descended down into the underground library.
When he was a child Asriel was forbidden to enter the place, but now as a grown monster, who was taking up the craft of magic, like his mother, he visited the place frequently.
It fascinated him greatly to try out a new spell, no matter how trivial it was. He arrived at the library, It was a cozy place, with plush furniture, a shaggy carpet, and walls filled with old books. A few stairs led to upper levels of the library.
Though, the room was dark. No problem. With a flick of his wrist dozens of candles sprang to life, and a few logs, conveniently placed in the hearth, caught fire. The library was alight with a warm orange glow.
Asriel began to take down books, flicking through the pages, browsing through spells and hoping to find one that would spark his interest. So far he found none.
"No, no, and no," Asriel muttered, stacking one book after another on a nearby table in his search.
His hand grabbed one particular red book, and when he pulled it it revised to leave the shelf. Frowning, Asriel pulled harder.
"Come on, you dame book," he said.
The extra force didn't remove the book. However, it sled a little outwards. Suddenly, there was a rumble that sent dust sprinkling from the roof. Alarmed, Asriel took a step back.
The very wall the bookcase was built in began to slide to the right, revealing a short flight of stairs leading to a door. After composing himself, and scraping some courage together, Asriel began to journey down the stairs to the door.
He lit a large fireball in his hand, telling himself that he was using it for light. In truth, Asriel was a little scared, and wanted something lethal to protect him just in case.
Slowly, he pushed open the door, which creaked on its hangs. Inside was a small room, and in the center was a bookstand, which had an unknown light source signing directly on it. On it was a scroll.
Looking left and right first, he gingerly stepped into the room. Asriel was surprised that this library had a secret room. He had spent years studying magic with his mother and never uncovered it. He was going to have a talk with his parents about this. That's if they knew about it at all.
He stood on the bookstand and studied the scroll. It had words written on it, and Asriel, though he couldn't understand it, could feel magic radiating from it as he tried to mouth the words.
There were pictures drawn on it, too. It wasn't done by a skilled hand, for the pictures were terribly drawn, but it gave an idea what was being shown. They were all placed next to a spell each.
One picture was of a very muscular figure, in a flexing pose. Another was of a figure with a monstrously large manhood. Another depicted a grotesquely fat figure. Another a full-grown being reverting into a baby. And another of a very curvy figure, which Asriel on guessed was a woman.
He knew that he shouldn't play around with things that he knew little about, but Asriel was burning with curiosity.
He decided to try one. But which one should he try?
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