Noël-Vanitas is Born?

*Amanda Redfox proceeds with even more incantations-Runes forming right below the Boy's body in a Crimson color, with accompanying Light flaring from below. The whole room lightened up in the shade of this circle, and as his body healed, the Witch reached out for the souls mixed into the body; Through her Magicks, she heated up the body, warming it to its limit in hopes of causing a reaction inside.

She lifted herself up, her left hand risen skyward, making a circular motion with her left one as she closed her eyes, a swirl of Dark energies formed around herself as her own power grew. The same aura of Dark Energies extended itself to the boy, his skin turning more and more red as the heat began to almost ooze through his flesh, uncontrollably, the boiling of many a soul sending echoes of many screams to send chills down the spine of those unprepared to hear them; "Nooooo!", "Please, Stop this!" and many more of these clichè screams could be heard. The boy's eyes turned a deep crimson, pupils and iris merging as the temperature was kept to a high degree, the strange magicks somehow kept the body from sustaining any damage as well as Johann's own Demonic Powers working their magic to ensure the body wouldn't be lost.

He'd begin to shake, and a loud explosion took place as many spectral forms emerged from the boy-All restrained with a strange Black chain that kept them shackled to the body they'd been locked inside of, all boiling with searing heat as the many voices began to meld in an horrific display. Female with Male, Beast with Human-All becoming a swirling crimson fire against all forces of nature, pushed by not one but two powers beyond Human comprehension. Each soul tried its best to struggle and escape only to be met with another screaming figure merging with them in some different way compared to the previous, until the screams became one, single voice...

Shackled even harder, bound and restrained-the boy's very essence among those merged souls, pushed back into the body that started to change...

"Rise, o Knight of the Witch! Creature from an innocent boy riven-I dub thee... 'Noël'!"

There would be a sudden reset in the Room's temperature, returning to its original chilly atmosphere, but the aspect remained the same, while the Dark Energies looming over the boy crept over him, under the watchful gaze of Amanda, whose Rubies now preyed over him, fully open and by a smirk coupled.*

*Shaon slowly opens his eyes, the Witch's Dark Energies tampering with the boy's aspect as it showed a definite alteration of everything that was in him. The souls of those damned to Hell boiled inside him sa they all merged, creating a completely new entity, one that had no name... Until Amanda Spoke.

Letters began to float in circles around him as they made the name chosen for him known: "Noël..." muttered his voice, soft and almost unrecognizable. It sounded much deeper, his hair was changing shade-and his clothes vanished, with the Darkness wrapping itself around the boy's form, completely obscuring him from sight until he became a floaty orb of slimy ooze-y Dark Energy. Black Bolts of lightning circled around the orb, which shrunk until it disappeared, leaving a small but visible coat of Darkness oozing from the form of a Masked Boy in rather odd garbs; It almost looked as though his entire skin was made of strange fibers, black and red, wearing an odd dark blue Skirt with red trims at the waist held up by a belt. The mask on his head looked like a sturdy helmet made of glass that wouldn't break, transparent but only reflecting the light that shone on it from the outside. The inside felt almost empty, but there were mixtures of so many things-That it would be quite hard to even describe this new creature right off the bat. Noël spoke then, calmly, and obediently...

"Yes, Mistress."*