《What Should I Do If I Transform Into a Beautiful Woman?》 Chapter 1 Death of King CHAPTER 1 The Death of King Bam! A deafening crash resounded through the laboratory, shattering the silence like a thunderous clap. Flames danced wildly, their flickering tongues hungrily consuming the air, as steaming smoke snaked its way through the once pristine confines of the chamber. The walls bore the marks of violence, smeared with the bloody evidence of a brutal battle. Emerging from the dense haze of smoke, a towering figure materialized like a specter from the abyss. Clad in dark red armor that seemed to absorb the very light around it, the man exuded an aura of foreboding menace. The glint of two malevolent, blood-red eyes pierced through the haze. A low growl emanated from the armored man, like that of some monstrous machine rumbling to life. His heavy footsteps echoed with each step, sending tremors that further fractured the once pristine white walls of the dim laboratory. As the smoke slightly cleared, a ghastly tableau unfolded before him¡ªa wounded and broken man, his body bleeding and mangled, propped up against a crumbling wall. Those eyes that seemed to laughing seemed to fuel the wrath that simmered within the armored figure, stoking the fires of vengeance that raged within him. Looking at the corpses of his teammates around the armored man, ¡°As expected, King¡­ cough! You¡¯re strong.¡± The man said, grinning wryly as he showed his bloody teeth, ¡°Too bad, it ends here.¡± In response, King remained silent as he lifted a mechanical sword now tainted with the blood and flesh of this man¡¯s fallen comrades. The man only laugh as King made a swift and calculated motion, severing the man¡¯s head. Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. Slightly tilting to the side, King paused, glancing at the corpse before turning his gaze toward a nearby capsule, where a body floated lifelessly within. The word "Father" escaped his lips in a raspy whisper, tinged with anguish. ¡°I can¡¯t let them escape.¡± Even as the sound of approaching helicopters filled the air, King could sense the presence of numerous hostile enemies. Even if he chase that man, he knew he had little time and strength before he would be confronted with an army of relentless mercenaries. The odds were against him. As the sound of the helicopters could be heard, he could feel the presence of many hostile enemies. Even if he chased them outside, it was clear that what will greet him was an army of mercenaries. ¡°Even if I have to be buried with you¡­¡± King put his hand on his chest. Using what energy he has left, he created a dark crimson vortex. He groans as one of his knees slams into the ground. As the vortex on his chest becomes more violent each second passed, the armor on his body slowly fades into dust and his red eyes turned light blue. His expression was bloodless, his skin was burnt and bloody and the unstable energy in his body made his internal organs congested and chaotic. ¡°Haa¡­ Forgive me¡­ Every one,¡± He said, lowering the lids of his eyes. It was at that moment when the vortex on his chest erupted, melting and devouring everything around him. Boom! The hidden island in the Pacific Ocean was destroyed by the crimson vortex, crushed by chaotic energy. Every Ability user that was strong enough to sense it was alarmed. Near where the hidden island disappeared, above the sky where a transparent blue ground hovered, ¡°Impossible,¡± A woman¡¯s voice rang as the air around them went cold. The armed men and women that were with her shuddered as the silver-haired woman darkly said, ¡°How could he die like this?¡± ¡°Who was it¡­ Who sent him here!¡± She shouted. They braced themselves against the cold sensation that went through them with cold necks. Fearing that her anger would turn them into ice, no one dared to answer her with their head lowered. Chapter 2 Transformation CHAPTER 2 Transformation ¡°Ugh.¡± Ivan felt cold. There was a salty taste in the air as he felt the sand sticking through his skin. Hearing the roaring waves, it seemed that he had been washed ashore. ¡®I¡¯m still alive?¡¯ He was still breathing but felt weak. ¡®Amazing¡­ I really thought I was going to die,¡¯ he thought, trying to move his numbed finger. It was slow but with patience, he gradually was able to move his body. Thinking of his comrades at the base, ¡°I should¡­ Get going,¡± He whispered, sitting up with difficulty. Wait, there¡¯s something wrong. Ivan furrowed his brows. Was his voice this¡­ Soft? Looking down, Ivan noticed his hands looked slender. No scars and as smooth as a woman¡¯s hand. ¡°What the hell?¡± ''Did my hands become so thin and pale after my energy was overused?'' But, his hands looked healthy and fine like¡­ A woman? His eyes trail to the long strawberry-blonde hair dripping down on his shoulder. ¡°This is?¡± Then, to his chest which seemed to be bulging. There was a thought. A thought which is impossible but in this world where superpowers are real, it made him unable to refute his guess. This made his heart sink as he slowly raised his hand to his chest. The sensation on his chest made his throat roll, almost breathless as his eyes widened in disbelief. Impossible. Absolutely impossible! How could he¡­ ¡°What the hell is this!¡± He shouted. With frantic eyes, he struggles to get up to his feet and head to the water. Gasping as he fell to his knees and hands. In front of him: through the reflection in the water, he saw what shouldn¡¯t have been his face. Big bright eyes dotted with light blue dots. Delicate facial features that felt otherworldly with the strawberry-blonde hair that fell on the shoulder. ¡®Is this me?¡¯ A look that is superior to most of the beautiful women he knows¡­ He breathe heavily, and sweat formed on his forehead as he almost faint on the ground. ¡°How could this be?¡± He mumbled with shaking shoulders, ¡°How could I become¡­¡± Was this the famous reincarnation? No, the sign with the written Sandy Clover Beach over there made it guessed that he¡¯s in Clover City. That means he didn¡¯t die. He survived the self-destruct¡­ But, could he really survive such a state? Something must have saved him¡­ And, made him like this. Pausing, he slowly looked at his thin wrist where a watch was wrapped around it. He stared at it with a blank expression before his pupils tightened. This watch. ¡°Isn¡¯t this my father¡¯s watch?¡± He muttered. Before the battle occurred, he saw this exact watch on his father¡¯s wrist. Raising his trembling hand, ¡°Did this save my life¡­ Father?¡± He whispered with lowered lids. His light blue eyes were teary. He tried to suppress his tears but somehow he felt more emotional than before as his shoulders tremble and his voice let out a feminine sob. Father. The thought of his father was like a string being cut in his mental state. Tears gradually fell and Ivan felt glad no one was on this beach to see such a scene. It would have been embarrassing. This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work. ¡°I¡¯ll make them pay,¡± He then spoke darkly, ¡°Every single one of those bastards.¡± With his resolve strengthening, he wiped his tears and stood up. ¡°Even if my sex changed, I will make sure they will be hunted!¡±
/=/ ¡°They¡¯re going to think I¡¯m a pervert.¡± Ivan despaired as he held his head. Oh, he was a she now. But, how the hell can he just accept that?! This body is awkward to move. It is flexible compared to when he was a man but how could he get used to the fact that the thing that had grown up with him down there is gone, replaced by the traits of a woman? What would his comrades think when their captain. The King they respect becomes a woman! Rebellion. Mockery. Disgust. And worst of all what would she think of his change? Would she also look at him in disgust? ¡°I can¡¯t go back,¡± She muttered in a daze. Her mind rolled to the countless scenarios of what may happen. ¡°I can¡¯t let them know my current state.¡± Because there will be those that will oppose. Even if her closest comrades protect his status and identity. His weakened state is too weak to hold the position of captain and membership of the organization. And others may even use her situation to cause trouble. ¡°I need to regain my strength,¡± She told himself, clenching her slender fist as she stared at her reflection in the window. ¡°Though, I would need to cover¡­ My face,¡± As a man before, she knew very well how lethal this face was to men. Ivan looked slightly helpless at her own alluring reflection before thinking to use the worn-out collar to cover half of her face and use her hair bangs to cover the rest. It was fortunate that her body was thinner than her previous male body. Almost nighttime, she looked at her covered face in satisfaction, she walked through the stone path. The bustling town made her emotion calm. Relaxed as she observe the crowd before heading towards the area that have many buildings dilapidated. Occasionally, while walking in the area that has few street lights, she saw some people and children dressed a bit shabby. I need to take shelter soon. She thought, looking at the three-story building that was away from the other buildings and looked abandoned. Maybe I could use this for now. She thought, walking in. As expected, no one was there. Until. "Stop! You are intruding!" A child¡¯s voice echoed behind her. Making her pause but not threatened by a child. Looking at the owner of the voice. It was a tall and thin boy with a slightly wild style and a cautious look on his face as he hold a baseball bat. "This is our base, no outsider is allowed!." The other boys around him tried to look threatening by raising the ¡®weapons¡¯ in their hands. But, she didn¡¯t feel threatened by this sight. More embarrassed to intrude in their place. And it¡¯s not like she can just beat them up right? ¡°Eto, can I¡­ Have a rest for the night here?¡± Her gentle voice reached the ears of the boys, and they looked surprised. Blinking as they glance at each other. "Wow, her voice is so nice,¡± Someone commented. ¡°Yeah! This woman''s voice is angelic!¡± In the midst of their admiring expression, the leader of this group blinked his eyes, glancing at her covered face with a slightly blushing cheek. "Can I see your face?" He said trying to look as if he wasn¡¯t interested and was tough even against her angelic voice that seemed to make their hearts beat faster. Ivan who saw this was slightly speechless and amused. It¡¯s not like she can blame them as even herself can be fascinated. Besides, they were just children. With a slight smile, she slowly pulled down the collar and moved her bangs to the side, revealing a face more beautiful than the models they had seen on TV. "Beautiful!" "Woah!" ¡°Fairy!?¡± Seeing their blushing looks as they stared at her face in a daze, Ivan smiled wryly. Unable to receive their admiration as she was supposed to be a tall handsome man¡­ Not a beauty. "So¡­ Can I stay for a night?¡± The group snapped out of their daze and glance at each other. ¡°W-wait a minute! We w-will hold a meeting!¡± With that, they went to the corner and started whispering, much to Ivan¡¯s amusement. He waited for them to finish. ¡°Ahem!¡± The leader cleared his throat, standing in front of her while trying to stand tall, "We have decided to let you stay for the night!." ¡°Yeah!¡± ¡°Yeah!¡± Looking at them trying to look cool, Ivan just sigh with a smile on her face as she followed them.