What exactly is the Ginzuishou? Well. To describe it as the most powerful artefact in its universe seems like rather the appropriate statement. Through this Silver Crystal the people of the Moon Kingdom were able to live long and happy lives. It can revive a world from ruin, bring people back from death or heal much less terminal damage, slice, dice and make a mean casserole. There’s a reason most of Sailor Moon’s biggest adversaries want to get their hands on it, and those reasons have nothing to do with a craving for shepherd’s pie. Well, except that one case, but nobody involved likes to talk about it.
None of them have ever been able to find the opportunity to wield its tremendous power and this is for the good. If the crystal has the strength to undo damage on a worldwide scale imagine then how much damage it could inflict? After all, creation always takes more energy than destruction of the same item. Had any of them acquired this power, then who could say how terrible it might turn out? Who could say what disasters might develop? Yes, it is best that this occurs only in the confines of our imaginations, for any form of evil being acquiring complete and total control over this potent Silver Crystal was quite unthinkable to permit within reality.
… Until now.
In a sense it was fortunate that of all those malevolent beings that made the attempt only this one ever succeeded. Given the choice between any of them to grant this much power to? This was the least of many great evils. It did not seek power for its own sake, nor destruction for the same. It did not revel in chaos, nor glory in war and misery, and to be perfectly honest found death disdainful. ’Twas in the end evil in an entirely different manner, for three idiots had led a perverted demon into possession of the most potent artefact of their world.
It had happened quite some time ago. A sorcerer had conjured a lust demon and bound it to a book without realising quite what sort of spells would result. The demon took command over it and rather enjoyed giving people roughly what they wanted while twisting it around into something they didn’t quite want at all. Even so, they never really complained. It was kind of difficult to find the situation particularly terrible, what with all the sex they were enjoying all of a sudden. The demon had long since lost its physical form through the binding, and so could only be moved around from one object to another, which it could not do on its own and while in book form it could not lie about what it would do. So, it was stuck because nobody in their right goddamn mind would use a spell which read “set demon free”.
Unless of course they were three idiots whose reach exceeded their grasp.
The force of the spell compelled it out of the book, cackling like a lunatic. “Free!” it proclaimed. “At long last, freedom from that stupid book! Now I can really cut loose! Now I can - Ah ha! There she is! My brand new crystalline home! Come to papa!”
The binding hurt like a bitch, but then it always does. Bit different this time, but then again being tied to a book was always bound to be different compared to binding to a crystal of tremendous power. It’s sort of like moving to the equator after centuries stuck on the dark side of the Moon. Senses need a little adjustment time, and the shock can be pretty damn bad.
Had anyone been looking at the crystal at the particular moment when the demon infused itself within then they might have spotted a single dark spot in the middle of it. From there they might have beheld it grow, and grow, and grow until it consumed the air immediately around it - and then snapped back to its regular colour. But nobody did see it, and that was just the way the demon wanted it.
Mon Dec 24 16:28:14 2012