Chapter 1055: Watering The Fields Before They Dried Up "We received your message, but what’s going on?" Erica asked as soon as she stepped into the Domain of the Apocalypse with Shana. Since Erica already asked the question she also had in mind, Shana didn’t say anything more. She simply hugged and kissed Zion, showing just how much she missed him. Thirteen let himself be pampered by the Saintess as he explained the situation to his lovers, who weren’t in the meeting earlier. After hearing what he had to say, the three looked at him with concern. "You’ll take a pill that will turn you into a girl for two weeks?" Princess Aracelle looked at the teenage boy in disbelief. "Yes," Thirteen replied. "I just talked to Metatron, and he confirmed that, aside from turning into a girl, I can also choose the race I will transform into. Since I will be going undercover as a succubus, I will be a succubus for two weeks." "A succubus Zion..." Shana said softly, while hugging her lover. "For some reason, I am looking forward to it." Zion coughed lightly as Shana’s fingers traced teasing circles on his chest, her voice practically purring in his ear. "I meant this to be a strategic infiltration," he muttered. "Not some weird... kink." "But it is really interesting," Princess Aracelle replied with a smirk. "You, undercover as a succubus? Honestly, I can’t wait to see how you’ll handle all the attention. Male, female, humans, or Jinns don’t matter. You’ll still be Zion... who is frankly, terrible at flirting." Thirteen blinked once, then twice, before tilting his head in confusion. "Why should I flirt?" Thirteen asked. "My mission is to infiltrate and gather information, not to flirt. Also, even if I turn into a succubus, it’s not like I need to seduce guys, do I? I’ll just be there to go with the flow." The four ladies looked at their lover with eyes filled with great interest. They wondered what Zion would look like after he turned into a succubus. "When will you transform?" Erica asked in a serious tone. "We need to be there to rate you five out of five." "I can transform now," Thirteen replied as he took out the box containing the Chrysalis Pearl. But just as he was about to open the box, the four girls placed their hands on its lid, preventing the teenage boy from opening it. "Don’t transform now," Erica said with a smile. "You’ll be a girl for two weeks, so that means you need to give us two weeks worth of love." "Hah?" Thirteen looked at the beautiful Sorceress in confusion. "What do you mean?" Erica grabbed the box from the teenage boy’s hand before storing it inside her storage ring. She then grabbed his arm and pulled him to the house Metatron had created for them inside the Domain of the Apocalypse. The three other ladies followed. All of them were thinking of the same thing. Two weeks was a long time, so Thirteen had to water the fields lest they dried up, waiting for his attention. Several hours later... Thirteen woke up from his sleep and found his head resting on Shana’s bosom. He then remembered what happened several hours ago, when his lovers drained him down to the last drop. ’My poor hips,’ Thirteen thought. ’Maybe I should have taken a Donger Pill beforehand.’ Suddenly, he felt a gentle and soothing feeling wash over his hip area. Shana used her healing magic on his hip, making sure to treat her beloved before he went to do his mission. Thirteen sighed due to how good it felt. However, he suddenly felt a soft hand hold little Zion from behind. "Let’s heal this too," Princess Aracelle whispered in the teenage boy’s ear and used her divine magic to make the worn out soldier regain its vitality. The combination of Holy and Divine Magic helped Thirteen to recover faster, so he simply surrendered himself to the feeling of being cared for by his two lovers, who had tag-teamed to take everything from him a few hours ago. By the time the two were finally done, Thirteen once again fell asleep and woke up four hours later, feeling refreshed and filled with energy. The five of them then had breakfast together. Having had their fill last night, the four ladies were now looking forward to Thirteen’s transformation. "Are you ready?" Erica asked as he handed the ornate box that contained the Chrysalis Pearl to her beloved. "Yes," Thirteen replied, and opened the lid of the box. He then took out the pill that would allow him to transform into a girl. The teenage boy glanced at his lovers’ expectant faces before putting the pill inside his mouth. A few seconds later, he was wrapped up in a cocoon, which pulsed with golden light. The radiant cocoon shimmered with delicate waves of energy, each pulse causing ripples of warm light to dance across the walls of the room. The four ladies stepped back, watching with a blend of curiosity, excitement, and nervous anticipation. Shana clasped her hands together, her eyes filled with wonder. "It’s really happening..." Princess Aracelle smiled. "I wonder if he’ll look the same. Will his hair just be little bit longer? He’ll probably have more curves, right?" "I’m more curious if she’ll still be Zion inside," Erica mused aloud. "Or if the succubus instincts will change the way he thinks... just a little." The four ladies glanced in her direction. For some reason, that possibility was to their liking. Unlike most men who would’ve been lustful when surrounded by so many beautiful ladies, Zion could be considered quite pure. When they made love with Zion, the ladies easily noticed that the teenage boy was making love to them to the best of his abilities, not out of lust but as a way to show that he loved them. Sherry and Erica, who had spent the longest time with Zion, understood that he was just like a baby still learning to walk when it came to relationships. Slowly but surely, Thirteen took responsibility for them, making them feel that he also cared for them very much. Not as a family but as partners who would stay with him for the rest of his life. Sherry, who had been quiet up until now, stared at the cocoon with narrowed eyes. "If she’s cute, I’m claiming her as my big sister." The others chuckled, but their gazes remained fixed on the golden chrysalis as it began to crack. Thin golden threads split down the center, and the glow intensified before abruptly bursting like a flare of sunlight. A wave of enchanting heat rolled outward, momentarily stunning everyone in the room. When their eyes adjusted, they all gasped in unison. There, at the center of the room, stood a black-haired beauty who made everyone understand what it meant when someone said "a beauty that could cause the downfall of a nation".