“In memory of Gertrude, our beloved sister.”
These were the words displayed on the stone monument before me. It’s polished yet crude andesite corners showed some signs of damage, which made sense with how extreme the weather seemed to be here.
Looking at this grave was practically the only thing I could do.
The last thing I remember before I woke up in front of this obelisk was the pain. I also remember my last words... They were loaded with lust.
“I want you to fuck me up.”
Hmph. Fuck me up he certainly did.
My body entirely disintegrated right after I spoke those words. It’s just a damn stroke of luck that I was able to survive. It seems that the winds might have scattered my body though… This is definitely nowhere near where I died.
I blinked my eye in contemplation.
That was basically all I could do right now. After all my years of being able to shape my body largely at will, I had become pretty good at telling what part of me was what. Now, I am fairly certain to say that my body consisted of nothing more than a singular eyeball, lying in the grass.
In a way, this state brought me peace. When I woke up, I was certainly confused though, to say the least. It had felt like years had gone by, as I semi-existed without any form of sensory input... but then, one day, the shutters were unceremoniously opened, and I could see.
I couldn’t blink, mind you. My eyelids hadn’t regenerated at that point.
But as I had been lying here with nothing but my thoughts, I had begun thinking. I lost that battle against Andras. Sure, he had become a god, but still. It’s mostly due to my body and its limited potential.
Andras and Luca can both transform. I can’t. And that pisses me off.
There has to be a way for me to evolve. To transcend. Once I get my body back, I need to-
“Hey, come look! There’s a weird blue orb on the ground over here!”
A voice suddenly made itself known. Who – or what – could that be?
I felt a slight squeeze as a couple of fingers pinched on my eyeball. It was probably a human because I felt no significant energy aside from a soul.
My hellfire should have burnt their fingers, but I guess I lost too much power to actually burn properly. I was also too weak to pull their soul right out from their fingers, so I had no other option than to submit to this impromptu examination.
“It’s… warm.”
The human held me toward their face and smiled slightly. “How much do you think something like this will sell for?”
Another figure stepped into my peripheral from the left and took a glance at me.
“Looks like a dull piece of sapphire. Hold it up to the sun.”
The fingers holding me twisted me around, and I faced the sun.
“We’ll take it. Maybe the merchant will tell us something of its value.”
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The humans had put me in some kind of bag. I felt the shaking of the satchel as it bobbed back and forth with their movements.
It’s nice to be on the move again, even in such circumstances. I kept count; I had lied in front of that stone statue for twelve days.
“We’re here. Get the gemstone.”
I heard the sound of metal being knocked on, followed by the screeching of old hinges. It would Seem we had arrived at some kind of metal door.
“Ya here to trade?”
The voice came from somewhere down to the left of me. Either it belonged to a child, or a dwarf.
I never really could tell the difference.
“We found something you might be interested in. It’s some kind of heat-emitting gemstone.”
The bag holding me was opened, and I was rolled out onto the human’s palm once more. My eye faced the merchant, and my suspicions were confirmed. It was a dwarf.
“I have never seen anything like this before… Where did you find it?”
The dwarf pinched down on me and took me over to a bench filled with all kinds of doohickeys and instruments. He laid me down in some kind of elevated metal saucer, and then went on to rummage through the things on the table below me.
“The place where our sister died. We’ve gone there every other week to pay our respects…”
The dwarf seemed to have found what he was looking for and brought it up to my eye, squinting inquisitively at the gadget.
“It seems to be filled with demonic energy… Maybe this is a piece of a demon’s corpse?”
The tool hovering in front of me responded slightly to my demonic mana. I snickered slightly to myself and began siphoning what little energy the tool held inside.
“What the…?”
The tool exploded with a comedic “poof” and covered the dwarf’s face in soot. He wiped his face clean and put the now broken thing down onto the counter again.
“Whatever this is, it seems to be a highly efficient conductor of some sort… I’ll pay you 30 gold coins for it.”
The two humans nodded quickly, and the dwarf hopped down from the chair he stood on and rummaged through something outside my view.
The tool didn’t hold much energy, but it should be enough for me to reform my head. I imagined how my head should look and began utilizing my demonic regeneration.
The humans looked in shock at me, as I continued to increase in size in front of their eyes. “W-what the hell?!”
As soon as my neck finished forming, I used what little energy I had left to catapult myself off the table with a small tentacle I formed underneath. I flied right toward the right guy’s throat and after forming a mouth, I bit down.
I sliced his head clean off and turned my head around quickly before forcing tentacles into his now vacant neck-slot. After fumbling a little with remembering how to control a human body, I clenched the corpses’ right hand into a fist and punched the other guy in the face.
The strength of this human wasn’t that impressive, but after redirecting what little demonic energy I had left into the fist, the knuckles shattered as it hit the skull of the other person.
His head accelerated quickly and smashed into the wall right behind him. His neck snapped almost instantly, as the body fell limp toward the floor.
I began sucking the soul out of the human corpse I was puppeteering and after converting it to energy, I reformed my body inside it. I flared up my hellfire and as I did, the corpse broke apart and exploded out in all directions, covering the room in bone shrapnel and a thick layer of blood.
“Ah, how good it is to be back.”
As I stretched my arms toward the ceiling with a small moan, my breasts shot out of my was-flat chest with a *bwoomp* as my body finished adjusting to its usual form before settling.
The dwarf who had stood entirely paralyzed in fear in the corner of the room now whined with fear like a puppy, watching my newly formed body with intense dread beneath a thick layer of human blood.
“Do not fear, little dwarf. As thanks for feeding me enough energy to rematerialize, I shall spare your life.”
I briskly turned myself around, and bent down to pick up the second human corpse. I rapidly siphoned out the soul inside, before lying the lifeless corpse back down.
I was just about to go out of the open iron door when I heard the voice of the dwarf behind me. I turned around inquisitively.
“W-who... What are you?”
I snickered slightly before turning around and putting a hand on the frame of the iron door, turning it red-hot with my hellfire.
“My name’s Heltana.”