# 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆  -  independent, private, extremely head-canon based / non canon compliant Mana / Dark Magician Girl. extremely cross-over friendly with heavy focus on her ancient egyption life, her status as high priestess, the next inheritor of the millennium ring, and her eventual rebirth as the DMG. plays off the idea that mana’s most powerful ka is magi magi magician gal that was created when she used the dark powers of the ring. symbolically the DMG is considered her purest self, while magi magi is arguably her most corrupt.  beloved by ailli.

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☆ 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐕𝐎𝐋 𝟏𝟏  █║│♛𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒

𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄, there exist a spirit unresolved. a darken magic, far blacker than ink paints the canvas of endless sorrows. it eagerly pollute egypt's desert with a storm-like plague, cursing the people with it's deceitful embrace —— whispering broken promises of anubis' feather dipped in red ma'at's blessing. it frightened her you see, the young magician girl whose experiences relied solely on childish mischief and intermediate tomes. her sense of susceptibility was far greater than what was ordained, yet liken spirits or rather the unholiness of what dwelled beyond the dust calls out to her like a siren's lullaby. ( come my child, come closer ... )

❝ not that i doubt you or anything like that, but are you sure you got this ? i mean i know you are a pretty smart guy who studied like crazy, but like there is something out there that is giving me the creeps. ❞ mana flails softly with both hand waving non-offensively to the priest, anxiously bouncing away troubled woes, where she turns to babbling as a way to fill in the awkwardness that radiated within the two. quietus stemming from the incompatibility of careless fire and immovable ice of stoicness. naturally, it was becoming increasingly obvious she was not his first choice as a guide —— nor was he, her natural choice for a companion.

but they needed each other power, at least for the coming task at hand. although still considered a novice apprentice, there had always been a spark within her that captured things that not everyone can understand. a pure sense of untapped magical enigma, raw and absolute, t'was a burden far too great to master at her current skill level. but even then, one cannot deny her natural affinity with the unseen. she had sense danger, and perhaps if one listened he may have felt it too.

the fledging pupil immediately pouts, lips rising in a soft huff, no doubt showing the transparency to her dismay. nimble arms cross firmly on her chest as she begrudgingly follows the priest even deeper to the scene. had it been any place else, perhaps she would have interjected and continued on her mindless chatter to his own annoyance. however, there was a time and place, and judging the way the adrenaline and uncertainty flowed in her veins, she knew it was only a matter of time until the concealed ka reveals itself to them. she hears the voice again : mana, come here, mana. ( why do you know my name ?! ) she falls back in ode to her reflexes, her panic heartbeat burning at the rhythm of terror. ❝ uhh well... okay, umm .... you definitely got this then. r-right, priest seto ? ❞ mana squeals away her discomfort, fingers gripping onto her wand even closer, desperately recalling any spells of protection. she is frightened.

☆ 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐕𝐎𝐋 𝟏𝟏  █║│♛𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒

𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐘𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐘'𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐅. faraway from the pendulum of unspoken prophecies and shadowed legacy, and recall once more the stringed harmony of youth. back when pattering footsteps reigned through these vast empty halls and naïve laughter manifested deep within the helm of potted urns. careless uttering represented the sincerity of childhood innocence : unbothered by written man's laws, guileful deviance etch itself on the youngest nefret. she was very much unlike the girls her age, mostly known for her childish antics rather than then the colorings of her face, and the overbearing scent of perfumes and dirt.

the vizier told her : it was time to grow up, no more childish games. her master interjects, but even he knew that her behavior needed to be improved upon. it was time to become a proper young lady, her master ultimately agreed upon —— despite knowing her lack-off feminine role models. what exactly did he mean, the young apprentice simply did not understand. physically she thought she was growing, the daughter of a palace mage knew nothing about hardship, starvation, and social propriety. she grew up with boys, after all. boys and a dream for magic, there was no room for gender roles here. especially when it is so obvious she was meant to be so much more then a house wife or nobility.

huffing with a tangent of endless complaints and chatter, she confides in you her distaste of expectation. ❝ exactly, if being proper means i have to be boring like my master, then i don't want it. ❞ the young mage denounces, ❝ and besides, who has time to powder their face and look at the mirror all day. i would rather use magic on fishes and make them dance for me. ❞ a true child of mischief, she chooses to embrace the chaos in her veins. ❝ hey prince, when you are king you have to promise me that you will change the rules. no more boring talks of behaving proper, i'm sure the gods above will agree. ❞

design wise : i understand why they might have changed mana's appearance to make her look more egyptian ----- but, i personally am not a fan of change. and frankly, she doesn't even look like the mana i grew up with. i absolutely adore her manga appearance : dark skin with blonde hair / aquatic eyes, and the ivory white garb. i enjoyed that she looked quite different and historically, it made sense. egypt's new kingdom was a hub of trade in the known world. diplomats naturally would come and go, and since mana was raised closely with egypt's prince ---- it's makes sense to me if she was some royal mage's affair baby with some foreign ambassador / emissary. it showed that she was unique, that her blood (although mixed) didn't really matter, and she will always be a true egyptian. it matters not if she was an apprentice or high priestess, this mana shouldn't need to hide behind black wigs and dressed dark just to prove she was a "black magician". her original design is deceptively beautiful the way it was. so appearance wise, no i will not acknowledge palladium oracle mana looks.

now, the title ----- yes, i will acknowledge that. i adore the title : palladium oracle and i want mana to achieve that capability / status. HOWEVER, i do not think or associate her to be a palladium oracle during her time in ancient egypt. i will always prioritized my original depiction of high priestess mana's evolving her ka into magi magi magician gal. after all, magi magi is still very close to original mana's appearance --- just much more older / mature, which is exactly how high priestess mana should have become in the aftermath of all things. ancient egyptian mana will ALWAYS be remembered as either the apprentice of the great mage mahad, or a high priestess of pharaoh seto's inner court.

my portrayal is very unique because i also incorporate the idea of mana being connected to ancient atlantis. ( after all, why was it that an egyptian ka would suddenly be an overseer of a realm so closely tied with atlantis during doma ? ) so in all likelihood, my atlantis mana will always be a sage (inspired by the sage stone) and it is very likely that is the title atlantic mana would have carried in her final years.... and frankly, it's just an excuse for me to stubbornly just hold onto mana's signature blonde hair and her capability to match / surpass her own master after living thousands of years over him. by the time mana became dark magician girl in doma, she probably was considered the palladium oracle by then lol. she's old.

TLDR ; mana's title in egypt was : high priestess , in atlantic it was : sage, and in her dark magician girl spirit form : palladium oracle of the dominion of the beast.

hIGH PRIESTESS MANA ----- AHHHh !!!!!!

☆ 𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  █║│♛𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 ; the look of a sister capricious and firm, glancing at you in memory of sweet yesteryear. honey-nectar gold yields at the tapestry of concern, clinging onto you so fervently with a bond so archaic —— it was only natural for her to appear by your side. she shall not yield, no, never against this palladium of pride you traipse in. family stays together and though neither was bounded by blood, the conviction remains true. you are someone she cannot abandon, t'was as simple as the moon and tides ( rising, rising, catastrophically / magically ). loyalty immortalizes kindred link and she beseeches you to recall halcyon days where careless laughter consumed the night. she had always admired you, you see. the beautiful harpy whose wit can easily tear down the walls of conceited men. unapologetically, you shined in her recollection and o' how it ached to see your wings clipped in agony.

you were always like this, always pretending to be so strong when in reality you did not always need to be. she apologizes for going along this bravado for so long, for allowing this naivete to extend this far —— only realizing the severity of your pain so late in the game. she's sorry mai, truly she was, and all she can do is hold onto you close as pathetically as possible. ❝ you big dummy, you didn't have to disappear on me. i was already happy just being by your side. ❞ it was enough for her, just knowing you were close by. you were enough. how could you not ? she longed for your stories, the majesty of it, why couldn't they go back ? they still could, and they will. your younger sister will make sure of it. ❝ if you want me to smile, then you need to get better. i already lost a mama and papa, don't let me loose you too. ❞

although the card "sage stone" is a quick spell that allows dmg to summon dark magician from hand ----- i headcanon that the sage stone is so much more than what was imposed on the card game. the fact that it is connected to dark magician girl specifically and how aesthetically similar it is to the orichalcos leads me to conclude that this was originally the atlantean oracle's stone. or rather : it was an attempt to purify the stone she had inherited and further connect the human realm with the spirit world. it can also be a failed concept of the philosopher stone --- in which the sage stone was apparently named after. and yes, in this scenario i do believe her title might have been sage by the time this was created.

dmg being a strong enough spirit to materialized in and out human realm tho ---

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋 ?

ah, the old soul, nice to meet again. the time of ages is etched into your bones, you see clearly. you've watched the heartache in this realm and sworn to solve it. but kindness without limits is self destruction. oh little leaf, strong and wise, you seek to bring peace with your presence. I'd be wrong to say you fail at this effort, but you mustn't set yourself on fire to keep others warm. you wish to please everyone, to protect them all. but if you shield the saplings from the sunlight they will never grow, and you one day will wither. protect yourself too. you know there are no happy heroes, so don't be one. be a friend. your loved ones will not forsake you for not being perseus slaying all their demons. you have your own monsters, why not meet them first before you conquer anyone else's nightmares. oh true-hearted paladin you are brave, and you are good enough. you know that right? be true to yourself, one cannot do anything saintly if they did not tend to their own wounds first.

oh moon child, restless sleeper, tell me what it's like to dream? you float along the margins of reality, picking up the pieces of fallen memories to sculpt into your own realm. you are searching, but your tongue is quiet, quiet, quiet. open your mouth and sing my dear, silence only does you good for so long. and here you planted roots in the darkness, where not even the moon can reach your leaves. there is such a thing as being too practical, for you sail your ship on perpetually calm waters, and never have you spotted land. your mind has wings, uncage them! allow yourself to dream, you are not too far gone. there is no such thing! trust in yourself dear.

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