He put his hands on me and the searing heat rushing through me was even more intense. I was once again taken to the character creation screen. This time though, I was given free reign to be whatever I wanted to be. I had to make four new forms. There was one rule place on me. I needed to have one male form, one female form, and a form that was a hermaphrodite. I took my current body as a base for two forms. One I made sole female by widening the hips and ass a bit and making my hair black. The other form I kept the hair color and made the eyes light brown. This one was all male. For the other two, I used my real life body. The third one was a hermaphrodite centaur. I used the blue and black horse as the horse half. For the last form, I went with the red widow spider drider I was stuck as. I confirmed the four and returned to the game. Seeing my creations one after another, Fortitude clapped his hands and dismissed us. I went straight to the forge. I made weapons for all of my forms. A character can only hold five weapons but each form counted as a character.
For my true form, I had grown a second set of pure white wings. I kept the jian to display my rank and authority. I made two Celestium spears. I also made a bow as well a quiver of arrowheads. For my Throne form, I had three Celestium spears, a shield and a lance. My centaur had a Mithril zweihänder, bow and three quivers full of arrows. My drider had two Adamantium spears, a bow and two quivers. My woman had a jian made of Ebony, a spear and a bow with two quivers. My man was equipped with Glass arrows a bow and an Ebony jian as well. I used my Mythic Smiting to imbue them all with two legendary qualities. War Amulet made the weapons lucky and protect the owner of all fatalities. The other attribute was Danger Warn. I would unconsciously draw a weapon if danger was nearby me. If I was unarmed, I would still feel an urge to do so. I wanted to be prepared for the worst. Analim’s wings meant that we were on thin ice and borrowed time. Doing all this took no time at all. When the weapons were all done I equipped them accordingly. “Hey. Dabriel, can you come over here for a bit?” Mydaiel asked. I wasn’t busy and followed.
Analim, Mydaiel and Nanael wanted to race. It seemed a fun distraction. I did not like racing, but my offer to start them off and declare the winner was accepted. The track was a single large lap around the capitol of Volana. They transformed into their Throne forms and waited for me to send them off. It took them an hour and it was pretty boring to wait for them. When they arrived it looked like they were jockeying for position. They were pushing as hard and as far as they could. As they came down the final 100 yards, Analim pushed just enough to win the race by a nose. It was really an impressive showing. They all transformed back and I congratulated him. “You did really well out there. If I ever need a driver, I will choose you.” I said. He smiled at me as a blush spread on his face. His wings darkened even more. Several Cherubs came and surrounded us. “We are here to arrest you, Throne Analim, for your degeneracy and impurity.” He called out to me as he was led off, but there was nothing that could be done. All we could do was follow behind them quietly as we were taken back to Fortitude.
