The Change:

A young boy of around the age of 11 currently stretching as hard as he could to reach the last apple on the tree. It was a special apple tree where only 10 fruit grow a year. And only 1 of those fruits contain the seed. The trees last for thousands of years and are indestructible by everything but the most ridiculously hot fires capable of turning the land into magma.

The young boy hailed the name Sepheroth Edaat. He was named after an old story. The son of the first god who helped in creating the other worlds. The story is old and there are few things known except that he is the son of the first god, his name and his world shattering power. It is said the son was stronger than his father the first god. But other than this everything else is mere speculation.

Sepheroth had yet to go through the transformation the Kitsu Clan went through at the age of 12. Sepheroth was fast approaching that age which is what brought him to the tree. It is said those that eat the seed during the transformation gain a much larger mana pool. The transformation takes many forms. Some forms are divine some demonic. Some are closer to human others to beast. However each member of the Kitsu Clan has one thing in common that never goes away. A bushy tail and cat like ears.

Sepheroth currently looked more human than most Kitsu but that is what the goddess of the Kitsu Clan wanted so there was no issues. A small amount of discrimination. But humans and Kitsu got along very well. The small country of half ELF's also sheltered humans. There race could not continue without them after all.

The young Sepheroth had been taught magic and swordsplay from a very young age. However the one thing he never really had was a large mana pool. His mana regen was insane. But because his mana pool was small his best spell was only of the forth their. There are 20 tiers 20 being the highest 1 being the lowest. Most gods are around the 16 or 17th tier. 20 tier spells are basically world creation spells. While casting a 4th tier spell every 20 seconds was good and all. Most spells under the fifth tier are not kill spells mostly they are buffs minor heal spell or barriers. The best offensive magic of the forth tier is dark fire. Its basically a 3rd tier fireball except much hotter and it explodes on contact. However its still easily survivable with a first tier water shield.

This seed would be his ticket to fame. Not that he really needed. No the real reason was for a young slave girl. Slaves in the Kitsu Clan are treated very well and likely always will. However disobeying orders will result in the post where offenders will be whipped other than this slaves do whatever the hell they want. They can even earn money to buy their freedom. That doesn't necessarily mean they will keep it though. Its just you don't have to follow orders any more. Actually their are two orders that a slave can defy one is to have sex but only if the girl has an actual lover. The other is to hand over earned money.

The reason Sepheroth wanted the seed was so he could free a slave by the name of Aria. She is one of the most beautiful women in the entire continent. In fact the goddess of beauty even proclaimed that no man may touch such a beauty unless she herself approves. Doesn't really change the fact that she is a slave. Because of that many men have tried and all advances ended up with the suiters screaming with a beastly agony that can only be described as inhuman.

However Sepheroth had loved her long before her beauty bloomed. He was the only man who would talk to her. Also it was known that men with pure intentions could touch her but Sepheroth was and is still the only one who risks it.

He did experience that very agony that many men went through however it was a time where both Sepheroth and Aria were caught up in the moment. One kiss was all it took and 17 days of torture insued it was terrible but not mind shattering the goddess had sensed the love but found him unworthy so while the pain was decreased considerably he still stole a kiss which increased the time of the curse. Normally it only lasts 3 hours

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Sinse that day three years ago he has done everything to gain the goddesses approval. Except pray even though he was Kitsu his human blood made it impossible to pray to anyone but his patron goddess. He still talked and enjoyed his time with Aria but he had to be something worthy by the time of the transformation which is only in two months for her and literally just one day for himself. He had time but a very small amount of it. For him it was not a matter of her outer beauty when she was young she was often made fun of for being ugly even then he loved her.

The Kitsu Clan ages twice as fast as humans. And get their transformation at 12 any of the more human forms look to be in their early 20s. Most Kitsu Clan however end up with a humanoid body completely covered in fur with no hair on the chest face and lower body parts. Most of them are stuck with mischievous smiles.

Before they turn 12 however they look sort of elven with no hair anywhere but their head and tail.

Sometimes you get varitions though. For example you could have someone look completely human with the ears and tail only now their eyes will be slited like a cats and a glowing golden. Many of this varient have a faint Aria that can only be noticed by the same or better varients. All the kitlings however can see it. That is what Sepheroth technically is...for another 13 hours or so.

Finally Sepheroth being tired of trying to reach for the damn apple he decided to risk and jump hoping to get the apple and land on his feet.

.....AHHHHHHGGUUUFFF...UGH fcking hurts." Sepheroth cursed. Well he retrieved the apple.... at the price of a bloodied head.

Oh well time to go home. He decided to save the apple for his 12 birthday and eat the sead after the transformation starts the following hour.

As he headed home he thought... Hell why not might as well buy that fcking sword. No one else seems to want the damn thing and I will be stripped of all my money after the transformation anyway. It was a sort of tradition in the Kitsu Clan that after you transform you must leave for a month with nothing but the clothes on your back and any 1 weapon you may bring. Its a supposed to be away for you to train in peice. To master your knew body but generally only the very rare variants ever actually needed to leave the two common varients didn't notice much change accept a power increase that wasn't really much and could easily be controlled after just 3 or 4 days. Still the tradition stands.

The sword was made from the rarest form of mytheral platinum mytheral. Iron mytheral was rather common all you needed to do was pump magic into it for about a month and it becomes basic mytheral that really can't get any better unless you remove the impurities during smithing which doesn't change it much other than make it a little sharper and shinier. Next on the food chain of mytheral in strength and rareness is star ore. Star ore is the equivalent of basic iron mytheral in its shiny pure state. However star mytheral is completely different. It takes on a moonlight Aurora. It is by far the most valuable of the mytheral weapons because it boosts magic and is the best sword for a magic swordsman.

However, it still isn't the strongest although star mytheral is the rarest. Platinum Mytheral is indestructible and can only be forged in volcanoes by literally dipping the metal in the volcano for 10 seconds then pouring magic in. You have to do this for about two weeks although not exactly the rarest of metals and easy to make the metal actually forging it is difficult because you have to forge it during the final cool down. It will take approximately 5 hours to cool to the point where forging is no longer possible. As a result almost all swords made from platinum mytheral are just big ass slabs of metal with a somewhat sharp edge. The sword he wanted really wasn't that different however unlike most this sword had an very beautiful artwork on engraved on the side. It had a ton of beautiful glyphs that was from a language no one really seemed to know so it was labeled as artwork. Sepheroth knew better though despite the beauty those were clearly runes.

The written language of magic was said to be forgotten the only known fact is that you had to pour magic in for it to work. Each glyph stood for an entire word. That sword was not ment be just a sword. It was also a book. That said upon closer inspection after arriving at the shop. The sword itself was slightly thinner than normal the edge was sharp enough to draw blood if a fingure were to be dragged across very unusual still it wasn't really that sharp if it was not for the massive weight of the blade these could never be used in battle because the simply are not deadly enough. If he put light pressure on the blade with his figure it would not cut only if he dragged it across with a little more pressure did his skin break. Definitely better than most platinum blades hense the higher price. Currently the price stood for 47 gold and 38 silver. Rather cheep compared to the other completely mytheral blades but still expansive. He would not really have much money left. Since armor would be provided tomorrow and his money was to be taken not really much point in not spending it. Oh yea the money taken is never returned.

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They use that money towards the treasury for the kingdom sort of like a one time tax thing. Its the only time the king collects tax the only occasion this rule is broken is during either a few years of famin or war. The reason people are taxed during famin is actually for the purpose of helping them get back on their feet by buying seed for farming wizards to mend the land. While farming was relatively advanced every 20 years or so the drought would come followed by the moonswing. Which is similar to a hurricane except flooding is about 3 feet high for miles. During this time the only food available is bread rice and occasionally a bit of meat. Many people starve though none die of starvation it is a time of weakness for the Kitsu Clan.

Sepheroth bought the sword and retuned home. Deciding to try and prove his theory Sepheroth quickly pulled out some pen and parchment. Dipping the pen in ink he began to copy the symbol while pouring ink into it. Trying to simply write was difficult it was like some invisible force prevented him from moving more than centimetres at a time the hole while he poured his mana in at a steady rate just under his max regeneration rate. There aren't any stats in this world their are ranks but that is it really. Status plates existed but once again it was basically an idea card that stated basic info and perhaps a few achievements.

After what seemed like 30 minutes but was actually 12 hours and 25 minutes. He bagan to get a slight headache but just finished before anything else he activated it a pure white flame appeared consuming the paper in his hands and then catching his hands. However it was just warm. Unfortunately it seemed the flames would not go away until all the magic used in the ruin ran its course.

The headache came back forcing Sepheroth to come back to the present he looked outside and saw the moon.

" FCK how long has it been." Sepheroth yelled clearly panicked. A massive pain yanked his body back and forth like a seizure. Sepheroth grabed the apple. Despite his firey hands the apple just seemed to shine a little brighter not burn. Chase bit into the apple. It brought a breaf moment of relief than the change continued he bit once more. This circle of pain and momentary bliss continued until he finally ate the core then the pain skyrocketed.

Sepheroth blacked out. A sign the change was in the final changes. It was morning when the he blacked out from the screens throughout the night that only ended just now. A few decided to check on him. People go mad through the change so usually only family or close friends are aloud near after the change.

Sepheroths parents are dead. So Aria was the only one to rush to Sepheroths hut. Much to the dismay of a few admirers yet to give up. As Aria walked towards Sepheroths bedroom and opened the door the...Man? Angel? Well whatever it was was slumped over on the floor. Aria had a hard time excepting this was him. That this was her Sepheroth he was way to different his tail had even changed.his cad ears remained the same. But his tail was no long very long and whip like. It had sedated blades along it with a sharp spade at the end he now had wing feathery and soft to the touch. One bitch black the other pure white. Black wings are the marks of the fallen but white is the mark of the messengers of gods. Most angels had black wings preferring to live with demons rather than gods. Gods are to picky they often said being a race capable of killing gods but really to nice to do so unless pisst off the gods let the insults slide mostly because they were kind of right. And honesty was a general trait they as a race tended to be blunt with.

Aria was more shocked when she saw his face. It was very well beautiful his now long white hair and black bangs that seemed to cover his face. Interestingly his wings seemed to be transparent it Aria pushed a little her hand went through. That's when it her.

" my god they are made of mana," she whispered.

Slowly the wings began to fade until they are only barely visible. And even then only the black wing can be seen.

Sepheroth began to stir in his sleep. His serrated blades on his tail seemed to retract inwords.

Sepheroth opened his eyes to a beautiful site. Sepheroth smiled and Aria took an quick inhale of breath. With quite the look of astonishment.

Sepheroth began to panic at this but still remained calm. He feared he became ugly or something that was until aria began to lean in her breath seemed rather quick.

Sepheroth smile returned and simply said" Aria,"

Aria kissed him he kissed back. The pain following was intense it literally burned his very soul Sepheroth simply looked upwards smirked and kissed Aria long and slow. The pain kept getting worse but he refused to let Aria see that.

" does this hah hah hah mean that she approves"Aria asked her hands around his neck.

" no she doesn't but I don't care your mine," Sepheroth said at this point the pain reached all time heights he could feel the goddess of beauties anger and also some jealousy but mostly anger at her hurt pride. The goddess of beauty hated when this happened it has only ever happened 4 times but each time no matter what she does she cannot give the girl she blessed the perfect husband. Though admittedly those woman seem to have good enough taste in men hense the jealousy.

The Goddess of Beauty is named Cloreese. And she wanted to fry that mans soul into nothingness. However after attacking it she realized she could only bring very powerful pain however for someone like him pain is pretty much meaningless so she continued the assault focasing her entire being towards destroying the soul. Soul destruction is a spell between the 13th and 19th circle. Cloreese was of the 15th circle. His soul was simply to strong. Even the weakest of souls are at least the 15th circle and his was by no means weak.

She screamed in fury at his smug look. She can not attack his physical body as it exsisted in another plan of existence but her followers are a completely different story. Still she isn't petty to go after the girl no this was just her and this A hole. Her sister the goddess of love just stared at her with a disappointed frown.

Before they could go any further Sepheroth decided it was time to leave before they got more heated. The soul is at its weakest during sex because a portion of the soul is syphoned in order to create the child though if the child fails to exsist the soul fragments return within the hour. After the child is born the the parents souls regenerate. And the new soul merges with one in search of a body. Those a knew existence is born and the old sole forgets all memories.

" Goodbye beloved I will see you again before your change," Sepheroth rubbed her head gave quick kiss and got up to leave not even stopping to check his appearance cause he just didn't care he was happy.

Aria looked longingly from behind at the bride back with those transparent wings and swaying tail. The massive sword strapped across the side of his back just above his tail.

" Come home safe," she whispered.

"I will," and he walked put the door with that crazy smile of his.

Aria smiled " crazy idiot,"

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