"This is bad, my lord." One mage removes his hood, revealing a man with dark brown hair who looks to be in his early 20s, with sweat beaded on his forehead. "She's too strong! There's no limit to her magical energy! If she wakes up..."
"You can tell even with her sleeping? I thought mana was dormant during that time."
"It is, my lord, but she's just in a league of her own."
"Who is she?" Elas asked; one hand extended to keep the shield up while the other gripped the handle of his sword.
Please, for the love of God, DON'T wake up!
None of the mages answered.
"So, no one knows who she is," Reth said harshly. It sounded more like a statement than a question. And a forceful one, as if he's disappointed by the silence. "At least one of you knows who she is since someone went out of their way to summon her. Speak, or I will have Elas kill all of you for treason."
The threat got them talking.
"Pl-please, my lord." one of them stammered. " I don't know who she is, and I couldn't have been the one to summon her as I can't use dark magic. It's what the demons use."
"That's correct, which means." Reth gives all four mages menacing glares. " Or one of you could have done the Ritual to access demonic mana. Unless one of you confesses or the demon reveals itself, collateral damage must be ensured."
"Must be a Hrekdroog, my lord. They are known for being able to transform into other species."
Reth scoffs. "Hmph. It must've followed us out of Dugria. They are Threat level Gold, though. You should be able to handle it, right."
"Of course." Elias pulled out his massive sword from the scabbard; the blade alone was near the same height as him. "I may be the weakest S rank, but I can handle a Hrekdroog. Reveal yourself, demon."
"If no one speaks up. All of you will die."
"Please, my lord, show mercy." The mage who had taken off his hood begs. "Be reasonable. It will not show itself with simple threats."
"Neither of us has gone through the Ritual because I don't sense any dark mana here."
"Dark magic was put into the Reincarnation Spell for this to happen, isn't that correct."
The mage lowers his head in defeat and nods. "But my lord. -"
"This is the only way. I can't afford any of you to come back with us. Also, we don't know if the lady there is a friend or foe. We don't have time for diplomacy. "
But suddenly, everyone freezes as if shot with Ice magic. Elas inhaled deeply once he realized the worst possible situation had occurred.
The woman has woken up.
She opened her eyes. Her mind is foggy and disoriented—the standard after-effect of waking from a long rest. But it was only a minute before the new male soul entered the body.
"Ugh..." The woman groaned, lifting herself upright, and put a hand on her head. "Mmmh."
So, it's finished. He did it. The woman thought. Finally, I can start my new life. I'm officially the main character of a story now. But what's this?
There's an unusual heaviness around his chest and inner thigh area. So, he looks down and sees a pair of large, perky breasts.
What the hell? He turned me into a chick. He could've warned me, at least. But these are some big knockers. What are they, D cups?
Well, that just ruined his plan for reproduction.
Our protagonist wanted to be able to fuck women, man. Not BE a woman. He requested that fucker about how he wanted to be the most potent necromancer to follow the footsteps of his favorite Shadow Lord from a manhwa he had read like 20 times. Each time, the goosebumps always trigger. But for that bastard to-
Wait. He didn't find out why there was also heaviness between his thighs.
He raised an eyebrow at what he saw.
Um. Is that a bulge?
Yes. There's a bulge in the dress. He has a dick, and not just a dick only but also testicles. Judging by how weighty they both feel, they are more significant than when he had his male body. Even while flaccid, he can tell that his new penis is very girthy.
If you are going to give me a dick, why not just put me in the body of a man? He, or now she, sighs quietly. There must be a reason why he put me in this body.
Suddenly, a purple rectangle semi-translucent screen appeared in front of him.
Welcome to your new world, Assiorah. You are now Vargha, part of the necromancer race in the Demon species. They are called Nenniaidae. The Nenniaidae may be the smallest among all Demons, six feet tall, but even the Demon Lord fears them. They have both the human male and female sexual organs, so you don't have to worry. You are exponentially strong now, so feel free to have fun in your new body. It is beyond durable, and your mana is limitless, so don't fret about running out.
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After reading the message, Vargha looked at the x at the screen's top right.
"Exit," she said softly. The screen disappeared when the word came from her full, tasty-looking lips. But despite Vargha saying it to herself, she was just loud enough for Elas and the others to hear.
The tall knight gulps hard. "It told us to leave without even looking at us. My lord, I won't be able to defeat this thing alone. We need to get out of here."
"Shit! Okay, but not before you kill these mages. We need to get this situation out of the way."
"No, my lord! Please!” one mage cried. " I am not a Hrekdroog!"
"L-look!" another one added. "There's no dark magic here."
"No." Reth cuts him off before he can try to prove what he means. "The time is up. Go ahead, Elas. Finish them off. We will know who the Hrekdroog is once it's killed."
All four mages ran in the opposite direction away from Elas but smashed right into his magic shield, like a wall.
Now, knowing they can't get out, the mages all turn on their heels, looking at their soon-to-be killer with their hands in front of them. Two of the four are on their knees with their hands in a praying position.
"I beg you, oh great knight. Please don't kill me. I have my family waiting for me."
Well, that's something. Nenniaidae. What a damn tongue twister. So, my new name is Vargha. Cool. That also just confirmed I have a penis. But also a vagina. Doesn't that make me a Futanari? Eh. I have no problem with that. At least I can still fuck. Though I will apologize in advance, miss vagina. You will be very lonely.
Then, another much smaller screen appears soon after the previous one has vanished.
Would you like the penis bulge to remain visible? Yes or No.
Huh? What is it even asking me? Well, it would be inconvenient and quite pervy just to be walking around with a considerable ass bulge in whatever I wear.
"No."
Are you sure? This action cannot be changed.
Again. It would be weird to walk around with a bulge. I will get unwanted stares and may even get arrested for sexual harassment.
"Yes."
Immediately, it got so much lighter down there, and the bulge completely disappeared.
Don't worry. You still have your penis and testicles. They will return whenever you undress.
Thank you.
Is she talking to herself now? Doesn't matter. Since she isn't paying us attention, I must finish this quickly and teleport to Dugria. There's a demonic invasion going on, after all. Elas turns his attention back on the mages, drawing closer to them with each step. The grip on the handle tightens the closer he gets to them. " It's the king's order. I must kill you."
Before any of the helpless mages could scream, in one stride and with one swing, Elas decapitates all four mages. Their bodies dropped on the grass like a sack of potatoes as their no longer connected head bounced off the shield and fell aimlessly to the ground. Blood gushing out the wounds.
With that, all your abilities will be shown to you shortly. Have a good new life. Now kick ass and take souls. Literally.
Thousands upon thousands of screens of her abilities appeared before her. They formed a wall that reached higher than the tallest skyscraper. But two piqued his interest.
Pledge of The Nenniaidae
Upon becoming part of your soul army, your servants get a 1000% increase in all their abilities.
Death Magic
As a Nenniaidae, you have the most destructive type of mana at your disposal. Under no circumstance will your magic falter to any defensive move. If your magic reaches the target, your victim(s) cannot heal from it if they've survived.
This is just overkill. She stares at the black orb of pure energy hovering 2 meters above her open palm. It was about as big as a basketball.
"Ah. So, my magic is energy-based rather than summoning spells, like fire and such." It's very similar to ki blasts from one of the greatest anime ever. RIP to the mighty legend who created such a masterpiece.
"Miss?"
"Huh?" She closed her hand, and the ball of mana popped like a balloon. Then she looked to her right.
She finally decided to analyze her surroundings. Vargha looked at Elas, who called her, with those narrow, sharp grey eyes with slit pupils, surrounded by dark eyelashes. Then she turned those seductive eyes to the entire setting, and what she saw was absolute carnage.
It looks like an atomic bomb was dropped here.
She, Elas, Reth, and the dead mages are in the middle of a devastating crater. They are on the part of the ground that was not destroyed by the mana explosion from Vargha's power being released. They stand tall within the large 50-mile crater like two pillars. A 5-meter-long space is the only thing separating the three survivors.
"What happened here?"
There seems to be nothing that isn’t seductive about this woman. Her voice is tranquil, smooth, and soothing to the ears, like water running down a sheet of velvet.
"Oh, don't be afraid." Her command was unintentionally enchanting, almost hypnotic. "I'm not your enemy. I want to know what caused this crater."
She can't see the taller man's face due to the helm, but the older man looks terrified. He's trying to look fearless, but she can see the fear in his eyes. He even swiped the sweat that gleamed on his forehead and swallowed dry spit. His eyes look like they’re about to pop out of his head. But upon hearing what Vargha said, they relaxed significantly.
The amount of relief both Elas and Reth felt from those words was immeasurable. All the stress in their chest was released with a long sigh.
"That's good to hear, miss."
"It's Vargha."
"Uh, yes, Miss Vargha, ma'am, I am Elas..." He points to his king, not leaving his eyes off Vargha. "And this is the King of Dugria, Reth Thurthamath."
"Oh..okay.."
Why is he being so polite?
"And um..." Elas continues. "You caused this large crater."
"I did?"
"I-I mean, the spell that released you caused this crater."
"Okay." She stands, looking around, and at a 360-degree angle, past the giant hole in the ground, which is nothing but trees. "Where are we?" But before either of the men could answer her, Vargha noticed the four beheaded bodies lying next to them. "Wait. Who are they?"
"They were demons and needed to be eliminated," Reth answered.
"Were they strong?"
This could be the chance for me to say the iconic word before resurrecting the dead and joining my army.
"No, ma'am," Elas said. " They went down in one strike."
Mmh. Guess not.
"Do you know where I can find and kill some strong enemies?"
"Yes, ma'am. Demons are invading my lord's nation as we speak."
"You said you aren't our enemy, Vargha. It will be an honor to have your assistance taking out the remaining demons."
"Sounds good."
Upon hearing that, Elas remembered he had to breathe and exhaled lightly while undoing the magic shield. "Follow us, Miss Vargha. We will take you to Dugria."