After coming clean with Monet, getting into some kind of formal/serious relationship as lovers? And the one that made me consider that Natasha had reincarnated as possible, I spent time in a confused state, to sum it up I thought of a thousand things and nothing at the same time, I was terrified, I was afraid, I always took it for granted, I did not take it for granted , the one that I was the only one to reincarnate, if Natasha had reincarnated in some world of infinities... a serious thing if she ended up in Pokemon or MewMewPower, heck even in CandyCandy but I knew my luck and hers.

Morphy's Law had a slight fetish with us, in my case, it made me an orphan at 5, a soldier at 7, a mercenary at 24 and a doctor at 30... In Natasha's case it was only slightly better. , she came from a good family, if a good family is understood as the tenth daughter of a Corrupt Politician and Drug Trafficker wanted in more than 17 countries, Natasha was an angel born among the worst garbage of high society, the only reason why we met was at the University and a kidnapping attempt.

It was night, we were both leaving the last class, we were both going to the parking lot, she for her Mercedes and I for my Fiat, we were separated by a couple of meters, we really weren't really friends, we weren't even acquaintances, we were just another of the seventy students from our section, a black van without license plates, five subjects ran down and jumped on her, allowing her to just yell one word "Jhoam" as soon as I heard her scream, she knew my name, I didn't know her at that moment but my body reacted by itself, and I took out my old tungsten tactical knife, a memento of some Red Russians I took out when I turned eighteen, armed, I cut inhumanly fast at the necks and limbs of the bastards, making a mess of flesh and blood, the truck driver left the place Too bad it was a few seconds slower, I took one of the weapons from the convulsing pieces on the floor and fired. Who rolls down the window when committing a crime? More than a decade of experience with weapons, allowed me a clean shot, with the driver out of service the truck crashed into a post which fell on it causing it to catch fire.

still remember Natasha's pale and terrified face, her purple eyes brimming with tears, her white skin stained with blood, her whole body trembling and clinging to my legs in fear.

After that day, she got closer to me and little by little we began to relate, to know each other, to share our sorrows, in the end we fell in love and started dating... her father hated me for being an ex-military man and technically a Lieutenant-Colonel of the Government who wants him dead, so our relationship was not the most pleasant possible.

That guy instead of thanking me for saving his daughter from a rival gang, he sends another round of hit men to kill me, three assassination attempts a week for six months, six fucking months, they know how hard it is to dispose of bodies in times of peace.

In the end, his father-in-law gave in, the one who cut him off, before selling it tied up as a gift to the DEA, shortly after we got married and started working in a pediatric clinic in a city far from all our past, we live about eight years there, then one of my sisters-in-law died in an accident and we ended up adopting Rita that sweet and innocent little girl as a little bird, but in the end Murphy had to screw us over again, killing us all with a terrorist attack.

--*Sigh* Knowing my shit luck... and Natasha's half shit luck... no, just taking my luck... Could it be possible? Maybe, over there finished in Berserk No, no , no, no, no, no, no ! Let's forget that... yes, yes let's forget that...

My hands trembled as the tears escaped from my eyes on their own. She's not there, no, no... It's just my fear talking, come on... you've got all the Lovecraftian shit inside you, you're an outsider, think... think outside the box... Natasha is a strong woman with as many or more loose screws than me, so she can survive, she's smarter than me, she was cheerful and innocent but still had a gun and knife in her bag during college.

--*Inhales*Exhales* Alright, alright, let's try something... I've gathered a stupid amount of information from all the bastards I ate there must be some useful incantation, ritual, or spell somewhere, otherwise I'll have to search in the abyss.

***

Two days later.

Monet's apartment.

"Honey~ Are you still thinking about that?"

--Yeeee~ and I'm even more confused and terrified now...but nothing that a little Snusnus, a packet of biscuits and some good Scotch won't fix, by the way...

I hugged Monet's soft, mature body from behind, leaning against her.

--Yeah~?

"Would you like to be younger~?"

I whispered in her ear with warmth and temptation.

"Shit, YES~?!"

Monet turned and grabbed me by the shoulders bringing his face dangerously close to mine... I had never realized how fucking sharp his teeth are, well having them just a couple of millimeters from your eyes helps you appreciate them.

--Well~ I've been sorting out the random mess of knowledge in my head and found various ways to rejuvenate you, something like eternal youth, among other things.

--Honey... I'm 32 years old and my lover is younger~ I'm not for moralism~ get out your magic trick or your penis~ I want my collagen~

Monet was smiling but his eyes were scary, that and that he had already grabbed my member tightly.

--I give up?

I raised my hands hoping my pretty manager would let go of my crotch.

--You're saved because you're cute~ now tell me what to do~

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--Well~ first~ Do you have something against Therianthropes?

--Furries? What do furries have to do with making me younger?

--Hey? I think you lost the idea... I have to inject you with some "Fallen Angel's Blood", do some magical touch-ups to your body, which might well have a slight side effect...

I said somewhat carefully, fearing that Monet would reject the idea of abandoning his humanity, to my surprise she just laughed and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

--Puhahahahaha~ I guess the side effects would be wings and magical powers, right?

--Yes~ you could sprout wings on your back or your arms would become wings and of course you would have magical powers and some touki.

--Touki?

--Ki, like SuperVegetables on TV~

--Oh! Can I cast a Kameho?

--Yeah~ actually it's quite simple~ look~

I moved a couple of meters away and clasped my hands next to my tailbone while doing a horse pose with legs spread lowering my center of gravity, I brought my touki together.

--Ka-me-ka-me-ha~

A beam of bluish-white energy shot from my hands into the sky, flying across the balcony and into the distance.

--I WANT! I WANT TO BE A SUPER VEGETAL!

Monet ran into my arms with her eyes sparkling and a huge smile that was both terrifying and adorable, it's like watching a baby bear, you know it can bite your hand off but you still want to hug it.

--Well~ let's go with the first step~ I have two female Angels to bleed~ you choose~

I took out the corpses of the office worker and the Goht lolita, I would have liked to have Reynare's body but what does it matter~ Monet for his part did not even blink when he saw how a dozen shadow tentacles lifted the inert and naked bodies of the two women.

--And are they kept in there?

--Do some research and time is a bit different inside my shadow~ at least for living things~ inanimate objects, organic or not, are kept in perfect condition~

--Great~ Can I keep the delicate organs in your shadow darling?

"Didn't you have one of those ultra-modern clinical freezers?"

--It broke a few days ago and I had to sell quickly~ so you think I paid for this place~

--I see~ well choose your wine~

I left Monet and proceeded to prepare and optimize the ritual, although I will use the blood of one of the angels, I will not only inject the blood, I will refine it first, I have some knowledge of refining thanks to the exorcists and demons that I ate, that and that the abyss has its own methods, taking a bit from here and a bit from there, putting it all together with my dragon breath, courtesy of Ddraig, I'm going to refine not only the blood but the body of the chosen angel into an elixir of Essence, the same as in the Wuxia novels, only instead of a magical cauldron I will use my shadows, my touki and a lot, a lot of magical, demonic and external power. It may be that many wardos die of charring in the process but what does it matter~?

--Honey~ I love the office worker~ let's save the Gohtlolita for that pet girl.

--Okay~

I put away the gohtlolita and proceeded to draw a ridiculously intricate and evil magic circle in the room, more than half of the wardos came out of my shadow and molded themselves into an altar worthy of a Lovecraftian horror movie, tentacles, pulsating organs, eyes and twisted teeth looked more like a lump of meat than a platform but that was the plan.

Place the sacrifice on the altar, while Monet watched the entire process without a pale face.

"You didn't mean when you said you had fucking Cthulu up your ass..."

--Yeah~ and it's not in my ass, I'm his grave.

--It's the same honey and fuck that's terrifyingly disgusting...

--But it works~

I'm not saying no, but admit it, it's horrible.

--Hmmm... Right~ but now comes the good part~

Standing in front of the altar while raising my full power, thanks to Ilhan-sama I remembered to put up a barrier before doing all this shit, otherwise I would have the entire supernatural world here in less than 5 minutes.

--In the name of Yog-shogoht and Avarsunipal! Knowledge and Fire! Praise the Great Mother! Life and death! Rot and Rebirth! THE SUBB-NIGURAT! I offer Flesh, Blood, Power and Fire~!

Several shadows stabbed into my body and dripped blood on the twisted runes around the circle which ignited with a purple fire, which spread throughout the altar and my own body, if not for my ridiculous regeneration and lack of perception. in pain this would be hell but to me it's just another thursday afternoon.

--With the breath of life! We cry out for death!

I breathed out a torrent of my own Touki-charged flames making them an extension of my own vitality turning them into something close to wild magic.

The flames that should be red turned green with dark flashes when infused with my touki and these joined the purple fire, the two flames quickly combined into one slowly consuming the body like the same altar.

Monet was on his knees shaking and praying, I don't know who he was praying to but I don't have time to worry about it.

--Hundred to Hundred! One by one! Thousand to Thousand! Turn the silver key! Walk the path of the black forest! AND!

Flames consumed the altar and the magic circle rose into the air along with the appearance of 1101 other smaller circles brutally compressed in diameter and volume, the flames sublimating into a single incandescent point filled with terrifying yet strangely alluring power.

--Behold the Gates of Truth!

With this last verse it was all over, the flames went out, the magic circle disappeared, my scorched and soot-covered body fell to my knees as the entire room seemed to go back in time.

One of the advantages of the strange barriers of external knowledge is that I can superimpose a space in the dimensional void and vice versa, that is, since I started the ritual and up to this very moment, all the damage was transmitted to the dimensional gap whose only inhabitant it's big red.

--Well... Here's the medicine~ Monet~

I smiled as I handed a pale and trembling Monet a purplish-green gem that was the size of a bean but gave off an aura of vitality and evil power.

"This isn't poisonous, is it?"

Monet asked while poking it with his finger.

--Love, there is no bacteria that can survive that level of fire~ it's just external, demonic power and my own crystallized vitality, that and a fallen angel.

--Won't I become an outer monster? You know with tentacles and everything?

--Do you see me as a hentai tentacle monster~?

--Yeah?

--Okay~ you'll have Tentacle Monkfish tonight~ and I swear on my mother that you won't turn into a tentacle monster.

Monet pouted heavily before swallowing the pearl in one fell swoop.

--*GLUP * ... I'm not sure...ditaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Monet's low scream was horrible but the effects were immediate, his body began to sweat profusely, spouting a disgusting black liquid, his skin peeled and fell to the ground as did his hair, his entire body was changing, reforming into a new species.

Luckily for her the change was quick and she was soon reborn.

Her skin became several shades paler, a healthy milky white, her blue eyes became more beautiful and crystalline, her body reduced in size by a couple of centimeters but this did not detract from her beauty but rather made her look a decade younger. , her breasts and bottom increased their curvature making her more attractive, but the most important thing was on her back, two wings of a beautiful purple black hue sprouted from her back, each feather gave off an indescribably hypnotic smell but the metallic shine on them attested to its lethality.

--Remind me never to take your blissful foreign medicines again...

--Before you rip my balls off~ look how bad my concoctions are~

I pulled out a full length mirror and Monet was speechless.

--I have wings!

--Yep~

--I look like 22!

--Yep~

--My boobs!

--Minimum two sizes more~

--Do you want to fuck?

--I'd be offended if you didn't~

Before I could even react, Monet charged at me with a single flap of his wings and we began another session of crazy sex, only now he wouldn't hold me back, I promised him a night of Tentalce and tentacle is going to have.