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Chapter 9 - Troubles in Paradise

"The Corporeal Lattice has been entirely altered to a similar one to Lilith's-?!"

"I don't see anything wrong with his Vitae Flow, his life-force circulation is just as strong-"

"The Somatic Resonance between the Vessel, Psyche, and Anima are all in as perfect of a state as we left them-"

"Ego Vector is all clear! He is entirely him-…herself?"

"I don't understand?? I don't sense any sort of corruption, curse, or anything of a sort that would have caused this?"

All around me, the angels plus a dozens more ranging from what I have gathered were cherubs, Dominions, and Virtues, alongside a few more angels of similar looks to the original ones I have met that looked regal and important.

I was surrounded on all sides, panic, anxiety, mass confusion could be seen, they kept running around me with magic circles in the air encasing me, but I can see through them, much like how one can see through a net.

My hair and eyes were currently reflecting yellow, the color of amusement to be, which after the angels have gathered data on what the colors mean, were even more concerned that I was clearly unafraid of the changes that occured to my…luscious body.

…I wasn't sure what to think about the fact I can just easily switch between genders depending on the temperature on water bath.

Though I quickly grew on with it when I did my "test" to see if I was still…technically straight.

Yep, Sammy may look beautiful and gorgeous, but I would say the same to the sun or the starry night sky, Lilith was still the one I felt any sort of basic attraction to.

Sera and Michael were currently arguing—quite…loudly actually— with Samuel while Lilith just curiously stared at me as she tilted her head, sitting a few feet away, the angels making sure to go around her as well as they tried every test on the planet over my curse.

"…Do you feel any different?" Lilith finally asked, I barely managed to hear her curious voice over the rambling angels around me.

I raised an eyebrow, "Am I supposed to?" As she kept glancing me up and down at my feminine form that resembled…well not entirely like Lilith.

Lilith was plush and thick in all the right places, thinner in others, an hourglass figure while I was leaning towards what would modernly be referred to as a "Amazonian Woman".

"…Are you feeling something different? Perhaps more inclined to listen?…to be more obedient along those lines?…Your face most of the time is blank, but now you have a constant small smile…that is seemingly just as blank" She poked at me as her hair swayed to nonexistent wind.

I deadpanned at her, "…I mean I feel more emotional if that means anything to you," she suddenly glared, taking it as a slight.

I lifted a hand, "Calm yourself Lilith, I meant that literally…I felt a lot more logical, now…I feel like my emotions have been hightened…" it was kinda strange, as my—now long—hair and eyes kept changing in sudden mood swings, none of which was fear as much as I could tell.

Lilith looked a little bit more interested, but she returned my look with her own half lid stare, "Well I suppose that is something intriguing".

I looked back to the three angels that were in heated argument.

"Samuel! For the last time! WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Michael, for the first time, raised his voice, as he and his brother were currently arguing with sparks flying between the two—one had to be looking up and the other down—while Sera looked a lot more stressed and anxious.

Samuel puffed up his chest trying to make himself bigger as he defended himself, "And I told you, MICHAEL! I! DIDN'T! DO! ANYTHING! Not anything that would cause this anyway. All Lilith asked me to do was float some water, not even a lot of it, and drop it on Adam! There was no other magic involved other than levitation!"

Sera clutched her long strand of hair as she looked at Samuel with a upset look, "Samuel,

you can't be trying to tell us that Adam is like this becuase he took a bath!" Sera looked completely lost as she looked down at the two brothers.

"That is exactly what I am telling you, and believe me in our Father's Holy Name IAmJustAsLostAsYouAre!!" …Maybe I shouldn't be taking this much enjoyment over the panic, Samuel definitely didn't do anything but a harmless prank on Lilith's behalf to deserve being interrogated.

I could also tell that he was feeling irritated and frustrated that the blame was being put on him, while once in a while giving me a worried glance.

Ding! You have completely caused panic to spread from the lowest cherub to the highest Seraphim! Good Job~ here's a bronze ticket!

'…Great the gacha is making fun of me,' as I rolled my eyes as options flew past my mind's eye.

[Shark]

|Trash Familiar|

A regular old shark, only useful in water but it is a pretty healthy and strong shark with above average intelligence.

…Alright, im stumped, what am I supposed to use a shark for—a great white one actually—like…legitimately, what am I supposed to do with it?…is it even liable to go fishing with?

Deciding to put this to an end, I cleared my throat, drawing attention from all sides, "I am feeling a little cold from the water earlier…could you try warming me up with warmer water?" The angels paused as they now looked at me in confusion and not just my body.

Michael blinked, as he scurried his eyebrows in thought, before his hand flung out and suddenly lukewarm water weakly blasted on me, this time, I could feel how my body altered itself, so subtle, if I did not actively pay attention, I would have missed how my body reshaped itself.

"BROTHER MICHAEL! PLEASE BE MORE…careful…" Sera scolded angrily before everyone once more stared at me…at my now once more male body.

All hell broke loose as angels of every kind once more ran back to me with more magic circles to analyze me, screaming out data, the impossibility, and the absurdity that everything was occurring.

"WHY IS HIS HAIR AND EYE COLOR CHANGING SO MUCH?!"

"Hey…" my voice back to being very deep and raspy silenced everyone, as I looked at them, "…let's take a break and have a drink…I have a new invention and I need some opinions,"

"…"

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"What…is this?" Jophiel asked as a lot of the angels gathered around to watch me work.

There was a large stone in a middle, flat on top that I managed to find that worked as a table for my needs.

And on top of them were stone cups I have made for fun to see if I enjoyed carving as a hobby…it was fine, but not really my passion.

I made sure the thinly carved stones were clean, inside the cups a vast variety of different colored liquids.

I gave a small smirk, from angels to my singular human companion, "Smoothies, liquid drinks made by mixing together fruits," and boy was it a pain in the ass.

I didn't have a blender, or knife, I had to do some primitive means to cooking, did this even count as cooking? My skill seems to cover it, so probably.

One method was literally to crush it with a rock in a bowl, another to grind it in a mortar and pestal, or to boil it over a fire…I went with the fourth method.

Shake Bottle Method

To follow my recipe, what you need is sealed bottle or jar, fruits cut small or crushed—depending on the hardness of fruit—and liquid cream with Alcremie's help.

Add ingredients. Seal tightly. And shake it hard for several minutes. Like…a lot! With my strength in use. Then let it settle, and then shake again.

Result: Drinkable smoothie with a few bits

This only really works best if you know for a fact the fruits are very ripe, which is always the case with Eden.

And I had a lot of options, especially since I had access to modern versions of ingredients that either were modified or straight up didn't exist in this time…like lemons!

Everyone took a cup, and took a sip…and instantly fell in love with it, as they stared down at awe at their cups before they dug in.

All the while, I looked very satisfied with my invention, hell Sera even looked like tension and stress as finally left her body as she took a deep breath after a long day—more like an hour to be honest—before I started to get swarmed with incomprehensible questions.

Incomprehensible, becuase they all kept talking over each other like a bunch of 1st graders or better yet hungry news reporters.

Ding! You have invented (plagiarized) a drink! Get a Bronze Ticket!

[Great Ass]

|Common Trait|

You have a great ass, with incredible cushioning abilities, you can sit upon practically any surface without discomfort. It also looks and feels very good.

What the actual fuck?

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