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"Finally..." with a sigh Qiyana boorishly announced while a well dressed man and several of his slaves walked into the throne room, heads pointed to the floor as they tiredly carried chests full of gold and other valuables "We are terribly sorry my Princess, we barely survived a landslide on our way here and..." nervously he tried explaining but was cut off as Qiyana raised a single finger. "And i should care why? And its Empress for you, now where is it?" the man skipped a heartbeat as he felt Qiyana's golden eyes glare directly at him. Immediatly he bowed down further, "Yes my Empress, i have the magical gem right here, may i bring it over?" he obediently added, not wanting to be the next victim of her rather infamous short temper. "Stop wasting my time, its a bit too precious for a Quarrymaster like you" Immediatly the Quarrymaster snapped his fingers, the closest slave jumping to attention and grabbing a small ornate box out of one of the chests they carried in, but before he could even touch it Qiyana interrupted. "Do you really expect me to grab it after he touched it??" "Of course not!" stressed he explained and started slowly bringing it over himself, kneeling before her throne and raising only his hands up, the ornate looking box raised high enough for Qiyana to just pick it up "Once again my deepest apologies" "Just leave already." she grabbed the box and smirked as she looked inside, but as they were leaving, in the corner of her eye Qiyana saw the slave from before look at her with clear disgust in his gaze. "But before you leave, lend me a few of your slaves, especially that one" she pointed at a middle aged bald slave as the Quarrymaster turned his head, "Yes that one especially." Immediatly the master tugged at his shackles and dragged him forward. "I will make sure he is punished immensely, regardless of how he wronged you!" "Very generous but i will do that myself, you can take him and the other untalented commoners to the quarry tommorow after im done with them" after another bow everyone aside the several slaves and Qiyana's personal maid left the room. "How about you show some respect and kneel down?" knowing her reputation they quickly followed her command, all aside from the bald one, who most definetely took his time getting down on the floor and even then he only bent his head after giving her the stink eye. Annoyed at the disobediance Qiyana didnt respond, rather just opened the small box, and with two fingers elegantly took out a fairly round white gem with blue accents on it and a shine that outmatched even the finest of diamonds. "Its about time for all of you to learn some respect, especially you" Qiyana announced as she leered down at them from her throne. And as Qiyana put the gem in her palm and squeezed it one of the slaves collapsed onto the floor, painfully itching at his torso, the other ones helplessly looked at the situation terrified as his own chest start caving in on itself, all until he finally stopped moving, only 4 slaves remaining now. Qiyana laughed, "With this getting that throne will be even easier than i imagined, i just need more practice, so who would like to be next?" immediatly, three of them bowed their heads down even further, all besides the bald slave from before who looked back directly at her, clearly at least wanting to defy her in his last moments, or so he thought. "No, not you, i want to make sure you learn your place for the rest of your life" squeezing her fist again the bald slave's head bent towards the ground and hit it, while his hands and legs were fixed in the kneeling position, completely unable to move due to the power of the gem, even his mouth could not be opened to talk, he was under Qiyana's complete control. "You can stay there until i think of a fitting punishment for a useless nobody like you." "Oh and you, bring me something to drink, i really want to enjoy this" the Maid quickly bowed and hurried to bring Qiyana the finest wine Ixtal could make, something she would keep doing for the next few hours as Qiyana continued testing the gems powers late into the night. Toying with her unfortunate servants as if they were just objects, one of the slaves perished in the same way as the first one, just that it took a lot longer this time and was a lot more painful, while the other two were forced to fight each other for her amusement, the winner getting to escape her 'game', while the loser ended up having his mind transfered into that of a horse, something Qiyana exceptionally enjoyed and would make sure to keep in mind for later. By the end of it all only her maid and the bald slave who was still kneeling were in the throneroom, his shackled wrists and knees feeling as if they were going to snap from staying in that one exact position for so long, all the muscles in his body exhausted. Arrogantly looking down at his poor state Qiyana finished another glass of wine from her throne, "More" she drunkenly ordered the maid who quickly picked up the goblet and left yet again. "Now what should i do with you...?" Qiyana slowly spoke and slurred her words, clearly the wine and the time of night having quite an effect on her. Adjusting on her throne to be more comfortable she pondered what she should do to him. Many thoughts flew through her head as she closed her eyes for just a moment "Maybe i should turn you into an insect, that would be fitting..." she spoke outloud in a light tone. "Or maybe something that lives longer..." She kept pondering and pondering, fully enjoying just thinking about how she could punish him for how he treated her, she was so engorged into her thoughts, and the throne was so comfortable that that her grasp on the gem got a bit too weak. With a fairly loud thud it fell from her palm onto the first step, then second, and all until it fell onto the floor itself. At last the slave noticed he could move yet again, painfully he collapsed onto the floor, not even being able to stand upright anymore but then he noticed the gem roll down to his face. And just at the same time Qiyana finally decided what she would do, but as she clutched her fist she couldn't feel the gem, cold sweat shocked her awake as she jolted up in her throne and instantly started lookign around, finding the slave weakly grasping it. "How dare you put your filthy han!!!..." She yelled but as fast as she jolted up she collapsed, the power of the gem quickly putting her to sleep. Panicked she woke up, but everything felt weird, 'Where is it??' she thought to herself as she tried looking around only to notice she was on the floor, and looking up she saw something truly terrifying. Her own face, her own body staring down at her, a light smile pointed directly at her, while the gem daintly rested in two elegant fingers, raised far out of her reach. Petrified of the worst Qiyana looked down only for all her fears to come true. No longer was her body adorned in gold and a beautiful green dress, but rather a pair of patchy old pants fit only for a peasant, and just a pair of shackles locked around her aching wrists, reserved only for the lowest of slaves. And even worse so her once perfectly groomed and trained body was now rough and malnourished from who knows what condition it lived in, her skin worn down by rigorous work, entire body dirty and older while she couldnt feel a trace of magic she previously effortlesly wielded and flaunted across the Empire. "Is something wrong your highness?" the slave taunted from his new powerful body, slowly putting a hand on his hip. The smug look on his face clearly gave away just how much he was enjoying this new change, not only was he younger and far prettier, he was now a powerful mage and a Royal Princess too! Even just the gold he wore right now was worth magnitudes more than everything he ever had before. But what he loved the most was the look on Qiyana's face as she laid at his feet. "Give it back! Now!" she demanded in a shriek and tried lunging to grab it, but the worn out knees didnt even manage to lift her fully off the ground. "Oh cant even stand? Do your legs hurt?" he started teasing and running one hand along the side of his body even reaching and grabbing his own new chest, it most definetely feeling foreign but great at the same time, same as the entirety of his new body. "I will kill you you filthy peas..." The slave squeezed his new fist around the gem again, Qiyana seemingly completely losing the ability to talk. "What a large mouth for just a quarry slave like you, im sure they will teach you some discipline when you get there tommorow" Qiyana's eyes widened in fear at hearing that. "And lets not even mention the punishment the Quarrymaster will give you, last time i did something like that i got whipped until my back bled, but im sure you will eventually learn your place as a useless nobody." he said getting up the stairs and sitting on the throne. "Guards!" He called, and soon two of them entered the room. "Take this filthy slave back to the pens, he needs to rest before the long journey tommorow." Qiyana tried using any strenght her limbs had to get up to the throne and grab the gem back, but before she even had a real chance the guards dragged her out of the throneroom, and into her new life as nothing but yet another slave, tasked to work tirelessly day and night, alongside other untalented commoners like she now was. All while the 'New Qiyana' would truly start enjoying life to its fullest, and maybe even become an Empress eventually