Chapter 24: Resurrecting The Fallen Angel

Miss. Ravana no longer looked human.

It was because she wasn’t human to begin with. She never was. She was truly an angel. A dark, fallen angel. Ravana’s skin had turned into a silvery, grey colour. She had large wings in her back. She had dark bunny-like ears at the top of her head. However, one element about her new appearance, about her new form, that was strikingly mystifying to Gray: Her eyes. Miss. Ravana’s eyes were now red. A bright, ruby red colour, which illuminated the sombre night. It almost felt like her eyes were made of ruby rocks. Those weren’t the only things that were altered about her and her appearance. She no longer felt like the same person altogether. She didn’t have the same facial expression anymore. If the Miss. Ravana, Gray had come to know was mature, kind, rested, calmed, and zen for the most part, this changed version of her felt like the opposite. At least, based on her facial expression and how she was handling herself. She now had a mischievous grin on her face. Something Gray had never seen her wear on her face. She also handled herself more confidently. She felt stronger. The wings she now had in her back made her seem so massive and intimating in the middle of the woods. The Mohan had found a ruthless enemy, who was not going to back down for anything. Even though she now had wings, they weren’t moving, which made a lot of sense she didn’t need to fly at the moment. Her wings occasionally moved, but not a lot. The wings were of a gorgeous and dark grey, almost black and silver silver colour. Similar to her skin tone, but slightly different. Much darker. Her wings almost looked like they had some kind of metallic finish from a certain angle. Especially from the angle Gray was admiring her from the tree where he was. Similar to a butterfly or a moth, she had holes in her wings. Many, many holes that could have been there for agility’s sake when flying. It could possibly have been Gray’s perverted mind, thinking and speaking, but from this angle and with this new, altered form, it seemed like her breasts were even larger now. Her boobs, her hips, her thighs, and even her ass had felt like they had slightly been altered in size and overall thickness when changing form. However, the young man could very well have been mistaken. Other details with her changed appearance showed that she had darker and slightly sharper nails. Like claws almost. Her nails were black.

The yellow outfit with the stars for her nipples was gone. Miss. Ravana was wearing nothing she wore earlier. Hell, Gray wasn’t even certain she was wearing something now with this changed form. She wasn’t naked, but that didn’t mean she was dressed either. As part of this new and organic shape or form, she had some kind of clothes covering her large areolas and her nipples: Organic nipple covers made of feathers. The feathers were grey, silver, and black. Which constantly was the colour scheme of his winged form. She also had the same feathers around her wide and provocative hips. Finally, the feathers were seen on her ankles as well. Continuing in the same vein as the organic, feathery clothes she was wearing, she also had some type of pants, stockings that were sexually covering her legs and hiding her vagina. They were silver. The stockings ended up with a pair of sexy, high-heeled boots. Gray thought she was breathtaking in this form.

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“Miss. Ravana…” He whispered her name, entirely shocked.

“The fallen angel… Finally, back to her true form… It took you a long time,” The Mohan confronted her as he descended from his tree and faced her. The ultimate clash of the two dark entities.

“The moth stone we found in the body of the cave guardian. She needed it to go back to her true form. Everything makes sense now,” the young man stepped closer to the mature woman from his dreams. He wished to his best to assist her, side by side, but he didn’t know if she was the same person who she used to be now that she was transformed. Gray had literally no idea what to expect at this time.

“You’re right… Now, she finally revealed to you that she is a monster… Just like me… You see… Over the decades… I grew to enjoy hunting and making fallen angels my wives… I’ve been wanting to add her to my harem for quite some time now… I believe the time is right… I strongly believe nothing can stop me from taking her now…” The disgusting Mohan explained to the young man, tormenting him as he slowly crawled his way closer and closer to the winged entity.

“No way! She’s never going to be yours! She belongs to no one, and it’s going to stay that way for as long as I live!” Gray shouted.

“Of course, she belongs to someone… She is owned by destiny itself… She is not a free fallen angel… I am going to take her from the hands of destiny and make her mine… But make no mistake… She is not free…” The Mohan continued explaining and tormenting him.

“What do you mean she belongs to destiny? I don’t get it. Miss. Ravana doesn’t belong to something as stupid as destiny.”

“You keep calling her: ‘Ravana’. That was her name once, where she was born, up in the sky, but here in this world, this is not her name. Her real name is: ‘The Mothwoman’,” the creature revealed to him.

“The Mothwoman? I heard this name before. In my dreams.”

“Silence! This town is going to be a better place without you in it!” Miss. Ravana or rather The Mothwoman suddenly lost patience and took flight in the middle of the woods.

“Miss. Ravana! I am going to help you!” Gray shouted.

“No! You stay behind! I don’t need you!” The Mothwoman replied to him, batting her wings, resulting in pushing the young man away from her only with the power of the wind dusts she produced. Then, The Mothwoman dashed toward The Mohan, engaging into a battle with him.

“Let’s take it where it all began!” The Mothwoman screeched.

Two seconds later…

Grey stood up again and when the dust settled, The Mothwoman and The Mohan were nowhere to be seen. They were gone. Entirely.

He was alone.

Again.