《End of the World》Chapter 7
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I was floating through emptiness for what felt like hours when I saw a ray of light ahead of me. When I floated to the light, memories started to flood into me. The first one was where I was in a seat and all around me were female demons. in the arena, there were two fighters fighting, I knew that they were fighting for me and that one of those two were Glysola.
The fight was over and Glysola was allowed to come up to my booth. when she did, I gave her the power to take the breasts of any traitor or criminal to the world. I then zoomed back into my past of when I was a child and I had to hide just to survive in the part of the world I was in. All there was in sight was mountains and forests, it was also not claimed like 80% of the world was.
The beasts were stronger than most of the demon citizens. I saw one group of people, about thrity strong, get ripped to shreds. The memory shifted again to the scene of being found out in the wilderness. I wandered too far from the place that I holed up in and got too close to a city without realizing it. Of course I looked like a human and it was a long time ago, but I was taken to the city. When I entered, all I could see were females with their wings, horns, and tails out in the open. At the time, I didn't know that I was the only male in the world.
I was taken to the city center and placed in front of the counsel of that town. While they were discussing what to do with me, I spoke up and said "Why are you discussing about whether I should be sold as a sex slave or kept for yourselves?" That was enough to surprise them enough to stop talking. They then asked "Are you a native of this world?"
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"I am." I responded.
"......" The memory shifted before I could hear what they said and the memory of me changing first showed up. I watched through it and tried to memorize how I did it. When the memory stoped, I decided to try to change there and then and felt a massive amount of pain, enough to wake me up and scream in pain. I was rolling around and flung Emma and Glysola against the bed luckily.
When I opened my mouth, I puked up enough blood to kill 100 people within an hour. When I finished, I stood up and realized that I was the tallest one in the room. I took a look in the mirror and saw that I looked different. There was the cyborg part of me still there, but there was also more of a demonic body mixed in. "What the hell happened?!" I shout out.
"That was your transformation dear." Glysola said. "You fainted, most likely to find a memory, and started to change. Though why did you puke out blood or is it blood?"
"I don't know and how do I change back" I ask.
"You can't but you can make it so that your body will be as tall as mine at will now. That is the smallest you can go." She said. I willed myself to change height and actually shrunk down to Glysola's height. Emma was the shortest of the three of us now and looked scared.
"Calm down. I am still me and will not leave." I walked up to her and said.
"Y-you better n-not." She said as she pushed herself into my arms. As I was holding her, Glysola said "What are we gonna do about sleeping arrangements now?"
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I realized that we didn't get to manage that and when I checked the roster with the rooms, all of them were taken. "Well, it looks like you two will be sleeping in my room. Lets find you a place to sleep now." I say.
"I have a better idea. why not let us both sleep in your bed with you." Glysola suggested. While I didn't mind, I didn't know about Emma. After a few minutes, she said "I don't mind, but I will choose the side I want first."
"Fine by me and if you want to marry Jared, then you are allowed to. He can have as many wives as he wants, but I will remain as the first wife." she said, I found that odd as my memories have shown me with only Glysola as my wife. "I was wondering when he would choose his next wife. Now we need to prepare you for the ritual."
"Wait, what ritual?" Emma asked.
"The ritual that lets you become his wife for all eternity of course. How do you think that I know he is my husband after all?" She said. I hadn't really thought about that at all.
"Alright, let's just go to sleep tonight. In the morning, we will figure things out." I told them.
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