Alexander clicked his tongue. "Curse those skill costs!" He swung his fist.
"I can't believe I peed and shit myself, cried and laughed like a dumb baby, then even let you carry me around like a doll without protest!"
"It was one of the most enjoyable moments of my life," Seraphina said, genuine glee in her voice.
"Really? You better cherish it, then. It'll be the last!" Alexander growled, then sank into thought.
"I presume the gender swap was the cost of [GOD], and that accursed fragile mind I had was the cost from [Jericho]."
"Hm? How so, Master?" Seraphina asked, sitting on the bed and placing Alexander on her lap.
"Simple. [GOD] gives me an unprecedented amount of raw power and destructive force," Alexander explained, crossing a leg.
"I didn't realize it before, but if I use all my energy to fire a blast from [GOD], it could destroy an entire city. That power is so extreme that I fear I'll self-destruct if I'm careless."
"Ah yes, that does happen," Seraphina added.
