“You’re… you’re so tiny,” was the first thing I could think of saying as I looked at the formerly old woman in front of me.

Eliza, Valkyria’s former commander and certified old woman, looked like anything but an old woman now.

Instead…

The top of her head reached my waist at most. All of her wrinkles and other signs of old age were gone as well. She just looked like a normal, youthful girl. An extremely short one, too.

Eliza placed her hands on her hips, looking awfully proud of herself, and nodded. “When you spend time cramped up in a tank with others, you wish you were smaller to get around more easily. Have some more room to yourself. Besides, I’ve had my fill of being an old hoot. If I’m getting another chance to be whatever age I want, I want to do it right!”

“I can’t say that doesn’t make sense.”

She nodded a couple of times. “Now I’m the perfect size for climbing around inside Val! Well, I would be if she was still a tank. Can’t exactly climb around inside her while she’s a human. That’d be strange.” Even the way she talked was so much more youthful and energetic. She was almost like a completely different woman. Not only that, but… she almost looked… kind of like a princess? Or like nobility of some sort. She had pretty nice clothes on and long, brown hair that looked like way too much to deal with. In Valkyria’s memories, though, she had a short haircut. Then when she was grandma aged, her hair didn’t reach down past her shoulders.

Now, her hair reached down to the backs of her ankles.

There was a ton of hair, too. Way too much hair.

Then, before I could say anything else, Luca popped up next to Eliza and looked at her with wide eyes full of wonder. “Ooh! Papa had another kid!”

Seeing the two girls stand side by side made it even more blatant just how short Eliza was now. She… was even shorter than Luca, but only by a tiny bit.

That was strange.

A woman who was probably in her nineties now looked shorter than my daughter who was technically less than a year old. Then again, the fact that my daughter was less than a year old yet fully intelligent and about as tall as a ten-year-old or so was insane all on its own.

“So, big guy, you’ve got yourself a bunch of ladies, right?” Eliza asked. The way she spoke was like an adult, yet her voice was like that of a child’s. “You got room for one more?”

I looked her over, blinked a couple of times, and said, “No.” I had no problem dating beings-of-existence who actually looked like adult women, but a woman who looked like a child? No matter how old she actually was, and no matter what we made the laws of reality into, I wasn’t going to be that much of a degenerate. There were some lines that simply should never be crossed, and that involved dating a woman who looked younger than my daughter.

“Heh. Good. Was hoping you’d say that. No matter how cool you might be, I wouldn’t be able to forgive you for being a pedo.”

So, it was just a test then? She didn’t actually want to join our relationship?

Just as I was about to ask her that, Eliza snapped her fingers.

The girl who was even younger looking than my daughter transformed in an instant, growing into that of an adult woman who looked a few years older than me. She even looked older than Lake and Valkyria.

I recognized her as the adult Eliza from Valkyria’s memories, but with about another decade on her and that absurdly long hair still reaching down to her ankles.

“As much as I plan on enjoying being small,” Eliza said, “I figured it would be a good idea if I could still be a proper woman every now and then. So when you told me to think about what I want… I decided that I want to be able to switch.” She placed her hands on her hips again, looking awfully proud of herself once more. While she might have looked like a mature woman… she still had the youthful energy of a child.

It was cute.

“I’ll ask again,” Eliza continued. “Got some room?”

“If you can look like this, then I suppose I do,” I answered. “Though, are you sure? I mean, you barely know me. You probably know me the least out of everybody yet want to jump into a relationship with me faster than everybody.”

“Well, why not? Sounds like fun. Besides, you’re a good-looking man. And, as far as I’m concerned, you’re basically a god. Why would I pass up the opportunity to hook up with a god? And more important than all that… Val trusts you. I see how she looks at you. If she can look at you with eyes full of love and trust, then that means you’re a good man, and I want in on that.”

I looked over at Valkyria who was now blushing and looking away.

“Or are you intimidated by an old woman?” Eliza teased, leaning forward with a taunting smile on her face. “A young boy like you probably doesn’t know how to deal with an experienced woman, eh?”

Even though Vala was… old old, she wasn’t exactly anything like a mature, older woman, so she didn’t count.

But I didn’t need Vala to be like an older woman for me to have experience with that type.

“Actually, the women at the gardening center I went to were all in their forties and fifties and would flirt with me every time I went in there,” I answered. “So, I do have some experience, at least.”

Eliza smirked and asked, “Do you really think I’ll settle for selling you flowers, boy?”

“Alright. Being honest, that was extremely hot and I have no experience with an older woman being that bold. So, you win.”

With a satisfied grin, Eliza returned to her smaller form and said, “Alright! So, what’s that make me? Girlfriend number five or something?”

It was disappointing seeing her use that form again when she wanted to be my girlfriend, but it was probably alright as long as she never tried doing anything inappropriate while looking like that. As long as she used her mature body for anything adult, it was alright. “Twelve, unless I’m forgetting somebody.”

Eliza let out a whistle and said, “Well, darn. Already in the double digits. Guess that’s what it’s like to be a god.”

I wanted to tell her that I wasn’t a god, but then I remembered what it was like when Vala first brought me to our pocket universe.

Even if Vala insisted on not being a god… as far as I was concerned, she basically was one. Now, there I was, casually changing the laws of reality, bringing back the dead, and making it so that Valkyria’s crew could look however they wanted while acting like none of it was a big deal whatsoever.

I was the new Vala and Eliza was the new me, but she was far more accepting of her situation than I was.

And unlike Vala, I didn’t mind being called a god. After all, I basically was one. I already did more with my powers than any other supposed god as far as I was concerned, so why not embrace the title?

Being a god sounded nice.

“If I’m a god, that means I need to be a god of something,” I said. “In that case… I’ll be the god of flowers, fluff, and boobs.”

Valkyria looked at me and asked, “Flower… fluff… and—and breasts?”

“All three things that I love and want to spend all my free time touching.”

“But… should a god not represent what they are the god of? You are not flowery, and you do not have fluff nor breasts.”

“I’m a god. That means I can do what I want, and that means I can call myself the god of flowers, fluff, and boobs even if I don’t represent any of those things.”

Eliza nodded a couple of times. “Makes sense. Anyways! Where’s Marmar and—”

Right. After I snapped my fingers, we returned to the house and Marmar was gone alongside Clawdia. I knew why, but they didn’t. “Marmar and all of her living relatives, and anybody else she wanted to invite, were teleported over to some land where they can build. I sent Clawdia with them so that she can help explain what’s going on. She likes being ordered around even if it’s to be a tour guide, so I took advantage of that. “Your other friend—her husband decided to come back. So, I gave them a space where they can enjoy their reunion in private.” Valkyria then looked at me with hopeful eyes and I could tell exactly what she was hoping to hear. Fortunately, I had good news for her. “Your last crewmember decided to come back, too. But like the other, I figured she would appreciate some alone time with her immediate family first. It’s a happy ending for everybod—”

I couldn’t finish my words before Valkyria tightly wrapped her arms around me for a hug, squeezing me to the point where it was impossible to say anything.

No matter how much of a god I was, I couldn’t fight against being hugged by a tank turned into a woman. Not that I would want to struggle in the first place, especially when I heard her crying and whispering words of thanks to me between her tears. Instead, I wrapped my arms around her to hug her back in response.

“Shucks, even I’m going to cry at this rate,” Eliza said, sniffling a little as she wiped an arm across her eyes.

“It’s okay,” Luca said to her. “As Auntie Chloe would say, crying is good for you and you should try to cry as much as possible because nothing is better than crying!”

“I don’t know about that, but letting it out is better than holding it in. That much is for sure.”

As childlike as Eliza might have looked in her small form, there was still a clear difference in feeling between her and Luca, an actual child.

And eventually, Valkyria let me go and took a deep breath before looking me in the eyes to say, “Thank you, Drake. You… I appreciate you far more than you could ever know. I… I could never repay you.”

“You’re right,” I said. “You could never repay me because there’s nothing to repay. Actually, scratch that. You can repay me by being happy and having fun every single day. Deal?”

Valkyria looked like she was trying her best not to cry. “I—I’ll do my best!”

“Good. And since I know you’ll want to see them, I’ll help you see the others once they’ve had a chance to settle in and get used to being alive and all that again.” I looked at Eliza next. “You should also know that since you’re my girlfriend now, you’re also dating all the others by default. Valkyria included.”

Eliza let out an impressed whistle. “Guess I’ll be busy getting to know everybody.”

“I have something else for you to do before that.”

“Yeah?”

“Val here still enjoys a fun fight every now and then, and I’m sure you’d like to give her a spin after all these years. So, how about it? You can fight as her commander.”

Eliza looked confused by what I was talking about, so I had to explain the entire setup of our “game” to her. I explained how the world was designed to be like a game for me and Vala, how clearing levels resulted in gaining new princess girlfriends, and how it was all just for fun and nobody was actually getting seriously hurt nor dying. I also had to throw in an explanation about how Valkyria could transform between her current form and her tank form.

By the end of all the explanations, she looked pretty excited. “I’ve got to admit… it doesn’t sound too bad. As long as everybody’s enjoying themselves and nobody’s getting hurt, I don’t see the harm with that. Besides, after the war was over, I used to drive around tanks in military shows for all the kids to watch. Even participated in a few mock battles. Guess there’s a sick part of me that’s never gotten over the excitement of being in a battle.”

“I wouldn’t say it’s sick,” I said. “It gives an adrenaline high. That sort of thing can be addicting even if the circumstances around it aren’t exactly good.”

“You’ve got that right. Never would I want to be back in a real war, but mock battles just for fun… don’t think I’ll say no to that.”

“Oh!” Luca shouted out. “Can I come?! I wanna help drive Auntie Val!”

Eliza patted Luca atop her head, which was funny to watch seeing as how the former was shorter than the latter, and said, “You’ll have to ask your dad there.”

Luca looked up at me with wide, excited eyes. “Papa! Can I?! I wanna be in the battle, too! I wanna help them!”

Well, why not? I shrugged and answered, “Sure.” It wasn’t like she’d be in any real danger in the first place. Sure, thinking that would normally be setting up a red flag for something bad to happen in the future, but I was a god. There was no way I would ever let anything bad happen to Luca nor anybody else for that matter.

Nothing bad was ever allowed to happen to any of us.

Unless it was for comedic effect.

Then it was okay.

And now, it was time for a battle.

Mariet and Claire were still waiting for me to conquer them, after all, and I didn’t want them to feel left out while I was messing around playing god and turning old women into new girlfriends for me.

I didn’t forget about the revenge I wanted against them, either.

“Eliza, turn into your mature form for a second,” I said.

Eliza did as I requested and asked, “What for?”

“I want to test something.”

With that, I placed my hand on her shoulder… and she dropped to her knees, her cheeks flushed and her breathing heavy. Fortunately, Valkyria covered up Luca’s eyes and spun her away as soon as she realized what I was about to do.

“That… that—that was… what did you do?” Eliza asked, looking up at me with eyes full of confused lust.

“To put it simply, I upgraded a placebo effect into a universal law,” I answered before touching her again, this time with said law removed.

Yet, she still trembled with pleasure to the point of falling forward, curling up on her knees.

I… touched her again to demonstrate that it could be removed and that I would be able to touch her without causing that, but…

It still happened.

Did I do something wrong? Did I accidentally mess up and not actually remove the universal law that made my hands the ultimate tools of pleasure?

I had to, right?

Maybe I needed to snap my fingers.

So, with the intent to remove the law focused on in my mind, I snapped my fingers and then bent over to poke the back of Eliza’s head.

Eliza collapsed onto her side, her thighs rubbing together as she lewdly panted, a strand of drool connecting her lips to the floorboard below.

“This power just isn’t even trying to make sense anymore,” I said and sighed while pulling my hand away from Eliza… only for her to roll onto her back and grab my wrist, holding it close to her.

“I—I didn’t say you could stop, boy,” Eliza said, barely able to speak properly as she looked up at me with hazy eyes, her chest rising and dropping with every breath she took which made me realize just how stacked she was in that department.

I looked at Valkyria and said, “Take Luca outside.”

With a blush on Valkyria’s cheeks now, she nodded and did as I said, leaving me and my newest girlfriend alone.

“The battle can wait,” I said. “Want to be a god’s test subject?”

“That—that doesn’t sound like a bad idea,” Eliza answered. “But are you sure the others won’t get jealous?”

I snapped my fingers. “There. I just made it a law of the universe that if I’m ever about to do anything that would upset or make one of my girlfriends jealous, then they’ll barge in out of nowhere to interrupt me. So as long as nobody interrupts me, then it’s—”

The front door opened up as somebody rushed inside, shutting the door behind them.

And when I looked at who it was… it was Valkyria with a burning red face.

Me and Eliza looked at each other and smiled.

“Want to help me teach her everything she can do with her new body?” I asked.

“It’s my duty as her commander to make sure she’s taken care of, after all,” Eliza answered.

Being a god was absolutely going to go to my head, and Eliza was going to be a great partner for that.