"Did he die!?"
"A man… you were supposed to be a man!"
That terrifying voice hit her. Before she could blink, the Death-Bringer materialized.
His massive body wobbled with unrestrained power.
Her hand clamped over her mouth. The rotting corpse at her feet and the giant before her, the horror was real.
He was the monster from the tale.
His grayish-purple skin was covered in vivid red and blue markings.
White hair, scorched and wild, framed a face that darkened with every surge of rage.
"You're a Death-Bringer…"
Her voice was a barely audible whimper.
"No… you're the Death-Bringer!"
The legend is standing here, reaking of death.
"You were supposed to be a powerful man!"
he thundered.
"I fortified that body, and you've already twisted it into a woman!"
He stared into the distance.
This is Gralik's. If I ruin this body, the Princess loses him forever.
"I didn't choose to be here. I'll leave, and the body can be yours again!"
she pleaded.
"WHAT NONSENSE ARE YOU SPITTING!?"
His shout was a shockwave. Her heart hammered, deafening her.
"You won't leave. And when I'm done, I'll kill you anyway."
what? this brute just dismisses life like dust.
"Then confess to the Princess!"
The Death-Bringer's eyes narrowed into slits. His body snapped taut.
A split second later, his huge, grotesque hand clamped around her throat.
No air.
Her hands clawed at his wrist, feeling the strange, electric prickle of his energy.
"Silence."
It was a finality.
"Keep your mouth shut. Stay hidden. If you tell anyone anything-"
"Then take the body! I-I DON'T WANT IT!"
His grip tightened, cutting off the plea. Her vision tunneled.
When their eyes met, she saw his vicious grin.
With my last ounce of strength, I dug my nails into his wrist.
"I will reclaim this body… NOW."
He hissed, his fury peaking.
He slowly released her, his face twisted in utter disgust at her weakness.
Her new body collapsed. Her knees hit the floor. She ignored her neck, clutching her burning, scarlet face.
Air. She sucked in great, raw gasps. The world stabilized.
"Pathetic. You'll destroy the vessel with this wild panic."
"Take it! Take it! I don't want it!"
Her throat was raw.
I just want to go home.
"I was going to take it anyway."
She lifted her head slightly.
He stood over her, his grin predatory. He leaned down ,too close.
"What are you doing!?"
she gasped.
His skin grazed hers, a violent jolt of static electricity.
"SHHHHKK!"
He was blasted backward with immense force, slamming into a nearby cabinet.
He didn't pull away. I didn't pushed him?
He tried to transfer. And I repelled him.
"WHAT?!"
His eyes were wide with absolute shock, darting between the vessel and his body.
He had never failed. The transfer was blocked.
Bits of soft, strange fabric rained down. Women's clothes.
A.. bra just landed on his head? bit my lip hard , fighting my low humour.
The absurdity of the situation made her want to burst out laughing.
The tension shattered as the door slammed open.