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With ideas flowing this good, I couldn't resist writing more to this.
Contains weight gain, fantasy too.
Hope you like it!
Xulph saw the grin on his Champion. He knew he wasn't up to anything good.
"Be careful. You know where to go, if you want to return here?"
Zephyr's grin didn't fade.
"I know, I know. Time to pay him a visit."
Zephyr got up from the chair and walked to the elevator, taking it to the portal room.
"Champion! Where do you wish to go?"
One of the heavily armed guards said, both saluting.
"Earth. Paying my dad a visit."
Both nod and changed the Portal's target location, turning it blue.
"Very well, you'll arrive at your barn!"
A quick grin shot across his muzzle.
"Thanks, It should be back in just a few hours."
The guards salute to their Champion once more as Zephyr took the portal and arrived back at Earth, nearby the outskirts of Grange.
"Ah... back here. Now let's find my father..."
"Let's show him what we've got! I'm so ready..."
The Zhorn's words made Zephyr even more eager to find his father, walking to the city, searching their house. Whilst walking through the city, various furs stare at him, surprised by Zephyr's mass and his still-great mobility. After a bit of a walk, he finally arrived at the house. A quite nobly building, made of black bricks arranged to look like scales, and some medium-sized windows. After he knocked on the door, a few seconds later a female, white-scaled Dragon opens the door. It was his mother.
"What can I-"
As she saw her son, she was shocked, frozen in awe.
"Zephyr, you.... where have you... how did you..."
"Hi mom."
He just grinned at her.
"Please, come in! Your father will be so happy to see you again!"
"He won't..."
Zhorn spoke to Zephyr. He walked into the livingroom, and wasn't surprised. Nothing here has changed. Not a tiny bit. The most furniture were dark too to fit in ith the rest of the house.
"Please, take a seat! I'll get your papa!"
Zephyr sat down on the dark-red couch, making it creak under his weight. After a few seconds he heard steps coming from the stairs nearby.
"I know, but please, stay calm honey! He's OUR son after all!"
Zephyr's father came into the livingroom, as he saw his son, he didn't know what to say. He just stood there, looking at his own flesh and blood.
"Hi dad."
He wasn't inactive the time Zephyr was gone, he built up an significant amount of muscles, as Zephyr saw. Missing his shirt, just a towel wrapped around his neck, sporting impressive muscles around his draconic body.
"Say something already honey!"
A few more minutes of silence passed, until he finally spoke up.
"Where... where have you been?"
Zephyr just chuckled.
"Some place better than this dirty hole of Earth."
Another layer of confusion was added to the already huge confusion.
"What do you mean? We were worried sick! It's been months! MONTHS! Where. Have. You. BEEN?"
Zephyr felt the anger build up inside his father. The Zhorn inside him stirred too.
"Some place, that isn't wasting my time! My life!"
As Zephyr got up from the couch, his father got close to him. Staring right into his deep-red eyes.
"Have you gone mad?! We were raising you as a lordly Dragon!"
"Pah! Lordly you say? YOU are the one that lost their mind!"
As his father rose his right arm, Zephyr grabbed it, squeezing it a bit.
"Argh! You... how...?"
He was clearly impressed by his son's strength.
"I have been learning a lot. I got strong. And will grow even stronger!"
Zephyr let go of his father's arm.
"I swear, if I find out where you are hinding from us..."
Zephyr just laughed.
"You won't find me. I live now in a much better world."
"Please, both of you calm down! No need to harm each other!"
A warmth spread across Zephyr's body, he felt even more powerful.
"Show him what you got! Show him that you are the Champion of Xulph!"
Zhorn took over Zephyr's body, transforming him into a powerful unleashed form, covering his entire body in dark red flames.
"By Xalph... what is happening to you?!"
Now possesed by Zhorn, his voice changed too, sounding intimidating.
"Witness the power of the Champion of Xulph!"
Before his father could even react, Zephyr grabbed him by his neck, carrying him outside. Strangers were staring at them.
"It is time to get revenge. For all these years..."
Zephyr threw him with ease iinto a nearby car.
"I will savour every sevond of you being at my mercy..."
As Zephyr was about to thow out a punch, his father quickly evaded, the attack and hits the car with full force, severely damaging it.
"Fool. You cannot escape Xulph's gaze!"
Shocked by his son's madness he tried to run away, but Zephyr was so empowered by Zhorn, he caught up in no time.
"WHAT are you?! What have you done to my son?!"
His shout echoed through the alley, as more spectators came to watch this ominous display of God-like power.
"He's been learning. We have grown in power. And we will grow stornger soon."
The possesed Zephyr grabbed his father by the tail, which causes him to fall over.
"Don't run. There is no escape mortal."
His father rolled onto his back, staring into his son's brightly red glowing eyes.
"What... happened to you?"
He was scared.
"After all these years of your tyranny... I finally get my revenge."
Zephyr was preparing a powerful attack, when suddenly Zhron spoke up.
"Wait. We can do something even better. Let me do this."
Giving Zhorn back control, Zephyr pressed his right paw against his father's muscular belly, raising the other arm in the air.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
At first, nothing happened, but suddenly the muscles on him faded, Zephyr was absorbing them! Just grinning, the possesed Zephyr continued. After a few seconds, yelps and surprised gasps came from the surrounding furs. Suddenly, his father was gaining weight! It seemed that Zephyr was siphoning the fat from the others around him to fatten his victim!
"No! My... my body! My precious body!"
First, his already weakened six-pack faded away as fat covered it Growing chubby soon after, then fat, then obese.
"That looks good on you. Much better. I needed some muscle anyway."
Releasing his paw from his now fattened father, he laughed.
"My... muscles..."
Too shocked by how fat he got, Zephyr's father just laid on his back, staring at his now massive belly.
"Now.... tine to eat."
Walking into the nearby bakery, the patrons inside saw him enter and his under their tables. Zephyr jumped behind the displays and started to ravenously devouring everything edible in sight. After stuffing his maw with what was there, he stormed into the kitchen and found multiple piles of prepared dough. Grabbing one and holding it above his head, funneling it bit by bit into his maw. One after another vanished in his hungry assault, until all of them were gone.Various grumbles and groans came from his big paunch, but he wanted more. Looking around, he found a whole ceramic jug liquid chocolate. He drank it all in seconds, guzzling down the rich chocolate down his throat. After the final drop slipped down into his maw, he threw the jug at the wall with incresible velocity, shattering it in a thousand pieces, even damaging the wall! Searching for more food, he looked eagerly around, but nothing was remaining. In rage, Zephyr tore down the already damaged wall to the outside and continued his rampage across Grange. Walking down streets, with citizens screaming in fear, he suddenly felt his strength fading. A snow-white fox approached him.
"Out... of my way!"
Zephyr was about to attack with his Zhorn-infused claws, but as the fox laid their incredibly soft paws on his belly, he felt hypnotised.
"Must... eat... Must..."
Suddenly he lost consciousness.
"My my... who do we have here?"
A soft female voice woke him.
"Ooooh... my belly... huuuuuurts..."
As soon as Zephyr woke up, he possibly had the worst belly ache ever.
"Don't worry dear, you'll feel better soon."
Slowly opening his eyes, he saw that white fox again. Now in control again, he realized who it was, Zanaras. Gutbach's assistant.
"I knew you'd be around. But here...?"
She softly rubbed Zephyr's paunch, soothing his pain noticeably. Though it groaned loudly.
"Why are you helping me...?"
She shook her head.
"Who said I'm helping you, sack of lard? Ugh... do me a favor and eat."
Zanaras gave Zephyr a bag of chips, who eagerly opened it and started to eat.
"Why... did you choose this... vessel? I mean, he isn't strong at all! He's just.... fat and lazy! Not even worthy!"
Zephyr was a little confused, but didn't really bother, he was eating.
"Why would you go through such a hassle to... make him yours?"
She poked his pendant, but it gave her a little shock.
"Hey! Why... Whatever."
Zephyr finished the bag of chips and pat his tremendously stuffed belly.
"I should go now... I... caused a bit too much trouble..."
As Zephyr tried to get back up, Zanaras though pressed him down with a paw.
"No. I need to... look further into you."
"Wha-... but I have to get back to Xulph!"
With Zephyr mentioning Xulph, her mood changed.
"Oh now I understand! He's trying to fatten you, so you aren't as powerful! Keeping you slow and lethargic... Clever."
"But the fatter I get, the stronger I get!"
Obviously annoyed, Zanaras groaned, released her paw from him and searched for something in a crate across the room.
"Where am I, anyway?"
"The old brick factory, over at the east of Grange."
That factory was abandoned many years ago, with the glass roof completely missing, walls crumbling, derelict.
"Here, wear this."
She threw a huge black trench coat at him.
"Getting recognized will get you in much trouble."
"W-where are you going Zanaras?"
"Somewhere. We'll see us each other again.. soon. Hopefully you won't regret your choice."
"Wait! How-..."
She already vanished in the shadows of the factory.
"Zanaras..."
Thinking about why she helped him, he slowly got up and put on the trench coat. Surprisingly, it fit perfectly. As Zephyr was about to leave, he felt something warm on his chest. He looked down, it was the Pendant he wore all the time. It was glowing slightly red.
"Odd... This never happened before..."
So, Zephyr made his way back to Magna-Grange, he walked back to the old barn. But as he got there, the barn was no longer there, a building site has been established there.
"No! This... this isn't supposed to be here! How do I get back now?"
Zephyr thought about possible ways back, but there was no other. Unsure of what he should do, he decided to take a walk around Grange, seeing how things have changed over the months. Walking down some streets, Zephyr passes a Gym. through the window he saw something he hoped he would never see again, his heart sunk. The Tiger from his dream of the siege of Magna-Grange. It was a lean, black and white striped Tiger on a treadmill. Zephyr stared at him in disbelief, and he noticed that, staring back at him, confused. As Zephyr noticed that, his face lit up bright red, it was so awkward to him, that he accidentally turned invisible. His sudden disappearence shocked the Tiger terribly, as he fell from his treadmill, causing Zephyr to break out in loud laughter. Shortly after realizing he actually is still able to cast some magic, he decided to stay invisible and check out the place where he caused much destruction. When he arrived at his home, there were multiple firetrucks, ambulances and policemen. His father was being interviewed at the moment from a bunny in a formal dress. As Zephyr came up closer, he heard the words he said.
"-that was my son!"
"How are you so sure Mister Vangalez? It could also have been some-"
He was terribly upset.
"THAT WAS MY SON! I would recognize him! Always, you hear me?!"
"How was he able to cause so much devestation and terror?"
Such a stupid question enraged him even further.
"How in the name of Xalph am I supposed to know?! He was possesed! Or something! He said something about Xulph!"
The bunny turned towards the camera, blocking the view to the enraged father.
"Could this mean, that there is a maniac on the loose? Are gods real? Tell us what you think on our website, leave a comment and subscribe, so you'll never miss yout any new information on this case!"
The reporter team packed their things together and left the scene, with his father going back inside home. Just before the door closed, still invisible, Zephyr slipped inside.
"I can't believe what just happened... how did Zephyr all this..."
He looked down to his massive belly.
"Honey, I... I don't know."
"He was so angry... talked about revenge... have I been such a terrible father for him?"
He looked at his wife, she looked back at him.
"Well...you were quite harsh to him over the past years."
"Harsh? I was just trying to teach him good manners! How a REAL Dragon should be!"
"See? That's the problem. Rather than ruling over him, you should have just... let him do what he wanted, let him live is life."
He looked at a picture on the wall. It showed their whole familiy, with Zephyr still being quite young, and pretty chubby too.
"I understand. Well... If he comes back... IF... I'll apologize. Despite.... what he did to me... I know what I did wrong."
"I'm so happy to hear that honey. We should work together on giving him a pleasant return!"
A massive growl came from the father's belly.
"And I shall cook us some dinner too!"
The white dragoness stood up from the sofa and headed for the kitchen. She stopped right besides Zephyr as his father called out.
"But don't be so sure that I will stay like this! I will shed much of this fat in a couple weeks!"
"Haha! You know, I kinda like you more with some of that on you darling!"
Zephyr, still invisible, walked slowly into the livingroom where his father was still sitting in the sofa. He was still looking at his big paunch.
"She likes me more like this? Who knew... perhaps I should keep some of this..."
He gave his belly a few pats, making it jiggle.
"It's... strange... I think I know now why Zephyr got so fat..."
"Oh honey, there's still a burger left from yesterday, in case you want it!"
Thinking about it, he nod.
"One second, I'm coming!"
With some trouble, he got up and went into the kitchen, and came back a few seconds later with a burger in his paws. Sitting down, he ate it in a few bites.
"I supoose... this is how it is now. If it makes her, and Zephyr happy... I commit to this."
An idea came to his mind.
"Darling, forget dinner! We're going out to a nice buffet!"
He got up again and walked back into the kitchen.
"That sounds lovely!"
They got dressed, with his father having some trouble with finding something fitting, and left. Zephyr too.
"My father's now trying to gain... that would be interesting in the future."
Then, his stomach growled.
"I'm hungry now too... where do I get some food...?"
Looking around for a while, some group in particular caught Zephyr's attention. An Otter was it's leader, it was Rog. They were running across the street, though over the past months, Rog himself has gotten fat, a visible paunch sticking out. Zephyr followed them, interested in where they're headed. After a few minutes they entered a cellar behind a building. Inside it was pretty lovely, bright and nicely decorated. A room ahead they all sat on a couch, cracking up a beer each.
"Man I heard Zephyr beat up his own dad!"
"For real? They said he was posessed or somethin'!"
Zephyr looked around, they piled up much food on a few shelves along with some sodas. If there was a way to get them without- suddenly, his stomach let out a long and deep growl.
"What the f-"
"What was that hellish growl?!"
He accidentally knocked over an empty glass bottle that shattered as it hit the tiled ground.
"Everyone get out! A ghost's here!"
Screaming from the top of their lungs, Rog and his bully-gang ran upstairs, abandoning their cellar.
"Well... that was easy."
Making himself visible again he started to eat one pack of chips after another, eating many sweets and chugging down multiple bottles and cans of soda. After downing all their stashed food, Zephyr threw himself into a sofa and rubbed pleased his paunch. After falling asleep, he slept for about an hour before he woke up to whispering.
"Dude! Get back!"
"Shut up! Just lemme see what he's got there..."
He felt a cold paw search through his trench coat's pockets. Turning his head towards the whispers, he saw Rog. When Rog realised Zephyr was looking at him, he froze.
"Hello there."
"I- we- I... just...!"
Rog slowly withdrew his hand.
"You let yourself go a little hm?"
"I... well heh... a little..."
He tried to run, but Zephyr qiuckly grabbed his furred arm.
"Now now... don't you just run. Why don't you get me some more food, hm?"
"O- of course! Y-you heard him boys!"
They ran as fast as they could. A few hours later, they brought surprisingly much food!
"F-for you Zephyr!"
"Ah... perfectly. I was getting hungry."
Zephyr ate and drank whatever they brought him, and ran away again. After he devoured and drank it all, he let out a massive burp.
"Ah... this is just perfect... making others do what I want..."
Zephyr got slowly up from the sofa and left the cellar. It has gotten dark, the moon has risen high. Probably midnight. Being a black Dragon in a black trench coat at night has it's upsides, he was near-invisible without using magic. Slowly walking through the dark city made him feel powerful. Suddenly, his instinct warmed him from approaching danger. 2 dark-blue robed creatures cross his way.
"We have come to destroy you."
"Time to end this."
They seem to be assassins, hired to eliminate Zephyr. The right one drew two bright-blue longswords, one in each hand. The other conjured large blue fireballs.
"It's them. I was waiting for just a moment like this."
The Zhorn inside Zephyr spoke up suddenly.
"Who are you?! And how did you even find me?!"
"It doesn't matter."
Zephyr felt Zhorn rushing through his right arm, it manifested itself as a darkfire sword.
"Don't worry about your mobility, I've got your back."
The remaining Zhron spread acros his body, he suddenly felt much lighter too.
"Disintegration!"
The conjurer said, as he summoned a wall of blue fire in front of Zephyr. It was burning intensly.
"Cleansing!"
As he said that, the wall quickly moved towards Zephyr. With a a few flaps of his wings, he just jumped into the air, leaping over the burning wall.
"Take THIS!"
The conjurer of fire formed a massive ball of fire and sent it after Zephyr, who threw out a chain of Zhorn at the floor, pulling himself down with it.
"How is he still THIS mobile A?"
"I don't know R. Must be the Zhorn..."
While they were distracted looking at each other, Zephyr slashed them both with the sword with so much power, it send them flying back a few meters, growling.
"Should have listened to him R..."
"Shut up! We can do this..."
The sword-wielding assassin got back onto their feet, while the conjurer stood back this time.
"Reap!"
Slashing both swords forward in a quick fashion created multiple images od the sword flying at Zephyr, he though parried them all with confidence.
"R, please... it's no use! He's too strong already! He'll kill is even!"
"Dark Scythe!"
The assassin dashed forwards up to Zephyr, clashing their swords together. Staring into each other's eyes, Zephyr saw a bit of grey fur stick out their blue mask. Quickly ducking below the swords, he gave them a hard bodycheck, sending the assassin flying back again to their partner.
"It's no use... he's gotten too strong quickly..."
"Dammit! How is this possible...?"
The blade wielder sheathed their weapons, and they fled together into the shadows of the city of Grange.
"Well done, see how good we are in a team?"
"Impressive... it almost felt like.."
"-you were controlled?"
Zephyr nod.
"Yeah..."
"Hehehe... you'll get used to it."
He looked at his hand he wielded the sword in, as it slowly disintegrrated back into dark sparks running over his arm.
"Now... how do I get back to Magna-Grange? With the portal back being obstructed... I should be stuck here..."
"Let me think. I will find us a way back. Get some sleep."
"Alright... I'll sleep in Rog's cellar... I think he's too intimidated to do stupid things."
Slowly walking back into the cellar of the bullies, he lied down on the sofa and fell asleep soon. Waking up in the morning, he heard voices.
"We can take his lil' trinket, it looks valuable..."
"Shut up! We won't bully him anymore! Or do you want to be his next victim?!"
"Geez... calm down Rog, I..."
"If you dare to bother him, it's your fault! I won't carry you to the next hopital! And now shush! Don't wake him uo!"
A few seconds later, Zephyr got up.
"Ah! I... hope you slept well Zephyr?"
He stretched his limbs and let out a yawn.
"I did."
Rog got up from the couch and gave Zephyr a couple bars of chocolate. His hand was shaking slightly.
"Thanks."
Zephyr took the wrap off from each bar, and ate the chocolate.
"Hey, uuuuh... mind if I ask you something?"
Zephyr heard the fear in Rog's voice.
"Sure."
"How... did you get so strong? You... don't look very... muscular."
"They envy you."
Zhorn spoke to Zephyr.
"Well, believe it or not, but I am a God's Champion. Xulph's Champion."
Rog's yellow eyes opened wide.
"That explains..."
He stared at Zephyr's big paunch.
"Yeah, that's why I'm so big."
"I... I never knew that... he was real..."
The chubby Otter walked over to Zephyr, and fell down on his knees.
"I'm so sorry that we... did these horrible things to you! I want to make up for all that! Just tell me what you want, we are yours!"
Rog's sudden plea made Zephyr almost burst out in laughter. He didn't expect something like this from Rog, he just smiled.
"Well, you actually could do something for me."
Rog looked up to Zephyr.
"Really? Tell me!"
"Bring me food. I might stay for a while."
Rog turned around to his 3-headed gang.
"You heard him! Get him all the food you can get!"
They ran outside.
"These mortals are yours. Don't you feel powerful, having them bend to your will?"
The Zhorn was right, it made Zephyr feel powerful.
"Please tell me more about Xulph!"
Rog sat down on a box in front of Zephyr, eagerly listening for his words.
"Well..."
Zephyr told Rog about his time with Xulph, what he learned and how it is over at Magna-Grange.
"My... that all sounds amazing! I wish I could join him..."
Then, his goons came back, with a surprisingly large amount of food. No wonder Rog let himself go like this. They brought all sorts of things.
"Ah, here! Eat what you like!"
They put all the food they got o the table next to Rog and Zephyr, it piled up to quite a big mountain. This continued for a couple days, Zephyr and Rog sitting in the cellar, eating and talking about things. Until one day...
"Yo Rog! There's this dude at the door, he claims he knows Zephyr..."
"Don't let anyone inside! We want our peace in here!"
"Rog, he's..."
"I DON'T CARE! GET OUT!"
His goon sighed and walked back out.
"So... where were we?"
As Zephyr was about to talk, the goon that bothered them got flung into their room, crashing into a pile of cartons.
"What the-!"
Then, Xulph walked inside.
"There you are! I was worried about you Champion!"
"Xulph! How did you find me?"
"I have my ways. And who's this mortal?"
He gave Rog a menacing look.
"Oh, that's Rog, he's been... nice."
"Is he? Well. Then I shall spare him."
Rog was shivering. He didn't expect to ever see Xulph himself.
"Y-you... are.."
"Yes, I am Xulph, God of... Zephyr probably told you."
Overwhelmed by Xulph's presence, Rog fell unconscious.
"Pfft... weaklings. I hope they treated you well?"
"Indeed they did!"
Xulph sat down next to Zephyr.
"Why didn't you come back?"
"About that... where the portal was, is now a building site! There was no way of reaching it!"
"Ah... makes sense. I shall establish a new place for a new portal. I sense that these.... mortals respect you. Maybe I could make them ours, thus creating a portal to Magna-Grange here."
"That would be amazing! Rog, a disciple of Xulph... hah! I love the thought of that!"
"Glad to hear that!"
As Xulph stoop up again, he turned around to Zephyr once more.
"I feel that something... has changed within you."
"Zhorn? Well... we had a fight..."
"A fight? Who dared to lay their hands on you?"
"I... don't know. They were masked, it was two of them. One with two blue blades, the other summoned blue flames."
Xulph put a claw on his chin, thinking.
"Blue... that's usually a thing for my brother. So.. he sent two of his people after you, AND they knew where you were? Odd..."
"And... there was Zanaras."
Upon hearing that name, Zephyr felt rage stirring up in Xulph, but it quickly subsided.
"I... see. What did she do?"
"Well, she helped me. I don't remember exactly what happened, but... I know she helped me."
"... if Zanaras really helped you, I won't hold any grudges against her anymore. Come, let's get you back home."
Zephyr nod.
"Sure! Is... there a way to make Rog know..."
"Let me handle that."
Xulph flung a small grey spark at Rog, it vanished upon reaching him.
"Alright. That's taken care of."
Suddenly, Zephyr found himself back at the Core's dining hall.
"Whoa... that was... quick."
"Believe me, you will learn such things too when... we have our peace."
Then, Zephyr stomach let out an enormous growl. He felt like he was starving.
"Your stomach seems to be empty. Let's fix that, shall we?"
"Yeah... I'm very hungry!"
As Zephyr sat down, Xulph conjured a huge feast for Zephyr to gorge on. He ate and ate, stuffing his chubby muzzle with all the food he was given, cramming more and more into his paunch. Something made Zephyr so incredibly voracious, he ate for 4 whole hours. Xulph was surprised by his Champion's hunger, as he saw him fall into a food coma. When Zephyr woke, he found himself in standing in the dining hall.
"Oof... I... how much did I eat...? My belly feels like it's going to burst..."
"Don't worry. We are safe here."
The sudden voice sounded like it was his Zhorn, but it has changed, sounding even more powerful and deeper.
"... really? I... feel sick..."
Looking down at his enormously stuffed belly, he saw dark sparks gather in front of him. Something manifested.
"Aaah... Finally. It's been too long since I was this strong."
It was his Zhorn, it has taken form of a majestic Dragon, bearing 4 wings on its back, multiple horns on the head and 4 arms, standing up straight like him. It was a bit muscular too.
"That's.... you?"
It nod.
"Yes. I am what's been inside you for years. Now I have finally grown strong enough to take my real form. Thanks to your... voraciousnes."
Zhorn gestured towards Zephyr's paunch.
"Huh... I.... didn't expect you to... look like that."
It lifted Zephyr's belly up using two of it's arms, feeling it's heavy weight.
"I'm really happy to have you as my bearer. So... willing. Hungry."
"I... just did what I was told."
"And I see that. You ate so much, growing fatter, to wake me up."
Zhorn gave it's host's belly a few hefty pats, making it jiggle around.
"Now... that you reached this threshhold, I shall use most of my power."
One of it's arms dematerialised, forming a sword in Zephyr's right hand.
"Wield me, feel my power run through your body."
As Zhorn walkedd back into Zephyr, he felt immensly empowerd. Every movement was easier than before, as his own mass wouldn't weigh him down anymore. He walked around, it was easier than never before. He ran around for a bit, jumping, and flying too.
"While we are here, my powers are limitless. Once you awake, you may use me like this, but sparingly, as it will tire you faster."
Zephyr woke up, feeling a warm, and slightly burning pain rushing through his body.
"This is... strange..."
"Don't worry. It's just for your best."
Contains weight gain, fantasy too.
Hope you like it!
Xulph saw the grin on his Champion. He knew he wasn't up to anything good.
"Be careful. You know where to go, if you want to return here?"
Zephyr's grin didn't fade.
"I know, I know. Time to pay him a visit."
Zephyr got up from the chair and walked to the elevator, taking it to the portal room.
"Champion! Where do you wish to go?"
One of the heavily armed guards said, both saluting.
"Earth. Paying my dad a visit."
Both nod and changed the Portal's target location, turning it blue.
"Very well, you'll arrive at your barn!"
A quick grin shot across his muzzle.
"Thanks, It should be back in just a few hours."
The guards salute to their Champion once more as Zephyr took the portal and arrived back at Earth, nearby the outskirts of Grange.
"Ah... back here. Now let's find my father..."
"Let's show him what we've got! I'm so ready..."
The Zhorn's words made Zephyr even more eager to find his father, walking to the city, searching their house. Whilst walking through the city, various furs stare at him, surprised by Zephyr's mass and his still-great mobility. After a bit of a walk, he finally arrived at the house. A quite nobly building, made of black bricks arranged to look like scales, and some medium-sized windows. After he knocked on the door, a few seconds later a female, white-scaled Dragon opens the door. It was his mother.
"What can I-"
As she saw her son, she was shocked, frozen in awe.
"Zephyr, you.... where have you... how did you..."
"Hi mom."
He just grinned at her.
"Please, come in! Your father will be so happy to see you again!"
"He won't..."
Zhorn spoke to Zephyr. He walked into the livingroom, and wasn't surprised. Nothing here has changed. Not a tiny bit. The most furniture were dark too to fit in ith the rest of the house.
"Please, take a seat! I'll get your papa!"
Zephyr sat down on the dark-red couch, making it creak under his weight. After a few seconds he heard steps coming from the stairs nearby.
"I know, but please, stay calm honey! He's OUR son after all!"
Zephyr's father came into the livingroom, as he saw his son, he didn't know what to say. He just stood there, looking at his own flesh and blood.
"Hi dad."
He wasn't inactive the time Zephyr was gone, he built up an significant amount of muscles, as Zephyr saw. Missing his shirt, just a towel wrapped around his neck, sporting impressive muscles around his draconic body.
"Say something already honey!"
A few more minutes of silence passed, until he finally spoke up.
"Where... where have you been?"
Zephyr just chuckled.
"Some place better than this dirty hole of Earth."
Another layer of confusion was added to the already huge confusion.
"What do you mean? We were worried sick! It's been months! MONTHS! Where. Have. You. BEEN?"
Zephyr felt the anger build up inside his father. The Zhorn inside him stirred too.
"Some place, that isn't wasting my time! My life!"
As Zephyr got up from the couch, his father got close to him. Staring right into his deep-red eyes.
"Have you gone mad?! We were raising you as a lordly Dragon!"
"Pah! Lordly you say? YOU are the one that lost their mind!"
As his father rose his right arm, Zephyr grabbed it, squeezing it a bit.
"Argh! You... how...?"
He was clearly impressed by his son's strength.
"I have been learning a lot. I got strong. And will grow even stronger!"
Zephyr let go of his father's arm.
"I swear, if I find out where you are hinding from us..."
Zephyr just laughed.
"You won't find me. I live now in a much better world."
"Please, both of you calm down! No need to harm each other!"
A warmth spread across Zephyr's body, he felt even more powerful.
"Show him what you got! Show him that you are the Champion of Xulph!"
Zhorn took over Zephyr's body, transforming him into a powerful unleashed form, covering his entire body in dark red flames.
"By Xalph... what is happening to you?!"
Now possesed by Zhorn, his voice changed too, sounding intimidating.
"Witness the power of the Champion of Xulph!"
Before his father could even react, Zephyr grabbed him by his neck, carrying him outside. Strangers were staring at them.
"It is time to get revenge. For all these years..."
Zephyr threw him with ease iinto a nearby car.
"I will savour every sevond of you being at my mercy..."
As Zephyr was about to thow out a punch, his father quickly evaded, the attack and hits the car with full force, severely damaging it.
"Fool. You cannot escape Xulph's gaze!"
Shocked by his son's madness he tried to run away, but Zephyr was so empowered by Zhorn, he caught up in no time.
"WHAT are you?! What have you done to my son?!"
His shout echoed through the alley, as more spectators came to watch this ominous display of God-like power.
"He's been learning. We have grown in power. And we will grow stornger soon."
The possesed Zephyr grabbed his father by the tail, which causes him to fall over.
"Don't run. There is no escape mortal."
His father rolled onto his back, staring into his son's brightly red glowing eyes.
"What... happened to you?"
He was scared.
"After all these years of your tyranny... I finally get my revenge."
Zephyr was preparing a powerful attack, when suddenly Zhron spoke up.
"Wait. We can do something even better. Let me do this."
Giving Zhorn back control, Zephyr pressed his right paw against his father's muscular belly, raising the other arm in the air.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
At first, nothing happened, but suddenly the muscles on him faded, Zephyr was absorbing them! Just grinning, the possesed Zephyr continued. After a few seconds, yelps and surprised gasps came from the surrounding furs. Suddenly, his father was gaining weight! It seemed that Zephyr was siphoning the fat from the others around him to fatten his victim!
"No! My... my body! My precious body!"
First, his already weakened six-pack faded away as fat covered it Growing chubby soon after, then fat, then obese.
"That looks good on you. Much better. I needed some muscle anyway."
Releasing his paw from his now fattened father, he laughed.
"My... muscles..."
Too shocked by how fat he got, Zephyr's father just laid on his back, staring at his now massive belly.
"Now.... tine to eat."
Walking into the nearby bakery, the patrons inside saw him enter and his under their tables. Zephyr jumped behind the displays and started to ravenously devouring everything edible in sight. After stuffing his maw with what was there, he stormed into the kitchen and found multiple piles of prepared dough. Grabbing one and holding it above his head, funneling it bit by bit into his maw. One after another vanished in his hungry assault, until all of them were gone.Various grumbles and groans came from his big paunch, but he wanted more. Looking around, he found a whole ceramic jug liquid chocolate. He drank it all in seconds, guzzling down the rich chocolate down his throat. After the final drop slipped down into his maw, he threw the jug at the wall with incresible velocity, shattering it in a thousand pieces, even damaging the wall! Searching for more food, he looked eagerly around, but nothing was remaining. In rage, Zephyr tore down the already damaged wall to the outside and continued his rampage across Grange. Walking down streets, with citizens screaming in fear, he suddenly felt his strength fading. A snow-white fox approached him.
"Out... of my way!"
Zephyr was about to attack with his Zhorn-infused claws, but as the fox laid their incredibly soft paws on his belly, he felt hypnotised.
"Must... eat... Must..."
Suddenly he lost consciousness.
"My my... who do we have here?"
A soft female voice woke him.
"Ooooh... my belly... huuuuuurts..."
As soon as Zephyr woke up, he possibly had the worst belly ache ever.
"Don't worry dear, you'll feel better soon."
Slowly opening his eyes, he saw that white fox again. Now in control again, he realized who it was, Zanaras. Gutbach's assistant.
"I knew you'd be around. But here...?"
She softly rubbed Zephyr's paunch, soothing his pain noticeably. Though it groaned loudly.
"Why are you helping me...?"
She shook her head.
"Who said I'm helping you, sack of lard? Ugh... do me a favor and eat."
Zanaras gave Zephyr a bag of chips, who eagerly opened it and started to eat.
"Why... did you choose this... vessel? I mean, he isn't strong at all! He's just.... fat and lazy! Not even worthy!"
Zephyr was a little confused, but didn't really bother, he was eating.
"Why would you go through such a hassle to... make him yours?"
She poked his pendant, but it gave her a little shock.
"Hey! Why... Whatever."
Zephyr finished the bag of chips and pat his tremendously stuffed belly.
"I should go now... I... caused a bit too much trouble..."
As Zephyr tried to get back up, Zanaras though pressed him down with a paw.
"No. I need to... look further into you."
"Wha-... but I have to get back to Xulph!"
With Zephyr mentioning Xulph, her mood changed.
"Oh now I understand! He's trying to fatten you, so you aren't as powerful! Keeping you slow and lethargic... Clever."
"But the fatter I get, the stronger I get!"
Obviously annoyed, Zanaras groaned, released her paw from him and searched for something in a crate across the room.
"Where am I, anyway?"
"The old brick factory, over at the east of Grange."
That factory was abandoned many years ago, with the glass roof completely missing, walls crumbling, derelict.
"Here, wear this."
She threw a huge black trench coat at him.
"Getting recognized will get you in much trouble."
"W-where are you going Zanaras?"
"Somewhere. We'll see us each other again.. soon. Hopefully you won't regret your choice."
"Wait! How-..."
She already vanished in the shadows of the factory.
"Zanaras..."
Thinking about why she helped him, he slowly got up and put on the trench coat. Surprisingly, it fit perfectly. As Zephyr was about to leave, he felt something warm on his chest. He looked down, it was the Pendant he wore all the time. It was glowing slightly red.
"Odd... This never happened before..."
So, Zephyr made his way back to Magna-Grange, he walked back to the old barn. But as he got there, the barn was no longer there, a building site has been established there.
"No! This... this isn't supposed to be here! How do I get back now?"
Zephyr thought about possible ways back, but there was no other. Unsure of what he should do, he decided to take a walk around Grange, seeing how things have changed over the months. Walking down some streets, Zephyr passes a Gym. through the window he saw something he hoped he would never see again, his heart sunk. The Tiger from his dream of the siege of Magna-Grange. It was a lean, black and white striped Tiger on a treadmill. Zephyr stared at him in disbelief, and he noticed that, staring back at him, confused. As Zephyr noticed that, his face lit up bright red, it was so awkward to him, that he accidentally turned invisible. His sudden disappearence shocked the Tiger terribly, as he fell from his treadmill, causing Zephyr to break out in loud laughter. Shortly after realizing he actually is still able to cast some magic, he decided to stay invisible and check out the place where he caused much destruction. When he arrived at his home, there were multiple firetrucks, ambulances and policemen. His father was being interviewed at the moment from a bunny in a formal dress. As Zephyr came up closer, he heard the words he said.
"-that was my son!"
"How are you so sure Mister Vangalez? It could also have been some-"
He was terribly upset.
"THAT WAS MY SON! I would recognize him! Always, you hear me?!"
"How was he able to cause so much devestation and terror?"
Such a stupid question enraged him even further.
"How in the name of Xalph am I supposed to know?! He was possesed! Or something! He said something about Xulph!"
The bunny turned towards the camera, blocking the view to the enraged father.
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The reporter team packed their things together and left the scene, with his father going back inside home. Just before the door closed, still invisible, Zephyr slipped inside.
"I can't believe what just happened... how did Zephyr all this..."
He looked down to his massive belly.
"Honey, I... I don't know."
"He was so angry... talked about revenge... have I been such a terrible father for him?"
He looked at his wife, she looked back at him.
"Well...you were quite harsh to him over the past years."
"Harsh? I was just trying to teach him good manners! How a REAL Dragon should be!"
"See? That's the problem. Rather than ruling over him, you should have just... let him do what he wanted, let him live is life."
He looked at a picture on the wall. It showed their whole familiy, with Zephyr still being quite young, and pretty chubby too.
"I understand. Well... If he comes back... IF... I'll apologize. Despite.... what he did to me... I know what I did wrong."
"I'm so happy to hear that honey. We should work together on giving him a pleasant return!"
A massive growl came from the father's belly.
"And I shall cook us some dinner too!"
The white dragoness stood up from the sofa and headed for the kitchen. She stopped right besides Zephyr as his father called out.
"But don't be so sure that I will stay like this! I will shed much of this fat in a couple weeks!"
"Haha! You know, I kinda like you more with some of that on you darling!"
Zephyr, still invisible, walked slowly into the livingroom where his father was still sitting in the sofa. He was still looking at his big paunch.
"She likes me more like this? Who knew... perhaps I should keep some of this..."
He gave his belly a few pats, making it jiggle.
"It's... strange... I think I know now why Zephyr got so fat..."
"Oh honey, there's still a burger left from yesterday, in case you want it!"
Thinking about it, he nod.
"One second, I'm coming!"
With some trouble, he got up and went into the kitchen, and came back a few seconds later with a burger in his paws. Sitting down, he ate it in a few bites.
"I supoose... this is how it is now. If it makes her, and Zephyr happy... I commit to this."
An idea came to his mind.
"Darling, forget dinner! We're going out to a nice buffet!"
He got up again and walked back into the kitchen.
"That sounds lovely!"
They got dressed, with his father having some trouble with finding something fitting, and left. Zephyr too.
"My father's now trying to gain... that would be interesting in the future."
Then, his stomach growled.
"I'm hungry now too... where do I get some food...?"
Looking around for a while, some group in particular caught Zephyr's attention. An Otter was it's leader, it was Rog. They were running across the street, though over the past months, Rog himself has gotten fat, a visible paunch sticking out. Zephyr followed them, interested in where they're headed. After a few minutes they entered a cellar behind a building. Inside it was pretty lovely, bright and nicely decorated. A room ahead they all sat on a couch, cracking up a beer each.
"Man I heard Zephyr beat up his own dad!"
"For real? They said he was posessed or somethin'!"
Zephyr looked around, they piled up much food on a few shelves along with some sodas. If there was a way to get them without- suddenly, his stomach let out a long and deep growl.
"What the f-"
"What was that hellish growl?!"
He accidentally knocked over an empty glass bottle that shattered as it hit the tiled ground.
"Everyone get out! A ghost's here!"
Screaming from the top of their lungs, Rog and his bully-gang ran upstairs, abandoning their cellar.
"Well... that was easy."
Making himself visible again he started to eat one pack of chips after another, eating many sweets and chugging down multiple bottles and cans of soda. After downing all their stashed food, Zephyr threw himself into a sofa and rubbed pleased his paunch. After falling asleep, he slept for about an hour before he woke up to whispering.
"Dude! Get back!"
"Shut up! Just lemme see what he's got there..."
He felt a cold paw search through his trench coat's pockets. Turning his head towards the whispers, he saw Rog. When Rog realised Zephyr was looking at him, he froze.
"Hello there."
"I- we- I... just...!"
Rog slowly withdrew his hand.
"You let yourself go a little hm?"
"I... well heh... a little..."
He tried to run, but Zephyr qiuckly grabbed his furred arm.
"Now now... don't you just run. Why don't you get me some more food, hm?"
"O- of course! Y-you heard him boys!"
They ran as fast as they could. A few hours later, they brought surprisingly much food!
"F-for you Zephyr!"
"Ah... perfectly. I was getting hungry."
Zephyr ate and drank whatever they brought him, and ran away again. After he devoured and drank it all, he let out a massive burp.
"Ah... this is just perfect... making others do what I want..."
Zephyr got slowly up from the sofa and left the cellar. It has gotten dark, the moon has risen high. Probably midnight. Being a black Dragon in a black trench coat at night has it's upsides, he was near-invisible without using magic. Slowly walking through the dark city made him feel powerful. Suddenly, his instinct warmed him from approaching danger. 2 dark-blue robed creatures cross his way.
"We have come to destroy you."
"Time to end this."
They seem to be assassins, hired to eliminate Zephyr. The right one drew two bright-blue longswords, one in each hand. The other conjured large blue fireballs.
"It's them. I was waiting for just a moment like this."
The Zhorn inside Zephyr spoke up suddenly.
"Who are you?! And how did you even find me?!"
"It doesn't matter."
Zephyr felt Zhorn rushing through his right arm, it manifested itself as a darkfire sword.
"Don't worry about your mobility, I've got your back."
The remaining Zhron spread acros his body, he suddenly felt much lighter too.
"Disintegration!"
The conjurer said, as he summoned a wall of blue fire in front of Zephyr. It was burning intensly.
"Cleansing!"
As he said that, the wall quickly moved towards Zephyr. With a a few flaps of his wings, he just jumped into the air, leaping over the burning wall.
"Take THIS!"
The conjurer of fire formed a massive ball of fire and sent it after Zephyr, who threw out a chain of Zhorn at the floor, pulling himself down with it.
"How is he still THIS mobile A?"
"I don't know R. Must be the Zhorn..."
While they were distracted looking at each other, Zephyr slashed them both with the sword with so much power, it send them flying back a few meters, growling.
"Should have listened to him R..."
"Shut up! We can do this..."
The sword-wielding assassin got back onto their feet, while the conjurer stood back this time.
"Reap!"
Slashing both swords forward in a quick fashion created multiple images od the sword flying at Zephyr, he though parried them all with confidence.
"R, please... it's no use! He's too strong already! He'll kill is even!"
"Dark Scythe!"
The assassin dashed forwards up to Zephyr, clashing their swords together. Staring into each other's eyes, Zephyr saw a bit of grey fur stick out their blue mask. Quickly ducking below the swords, he gave them a hard bodycheck, sending the assassin flying back again to their partner.
"It's no use... he's gotten too strong quickly..."
"Dammit! How is this possible...?"
The blade wielder sheathed their weapons, and they fled together into the shadows of the city of Grange.
"Well done, see how good we are in a team?"
"Impressive... it almost felt like.."
"-you were controlled?"
Zephyr nod.
"Yeah..."
"Hehehe... you'll get used to it."
He looked at his hand he wielded the sword in, as it slowly disintegrrated back into dark sparks running over his arm.
"Now... how do I get back to Magna-Grange? With the portal back being obstructed... I should be stuck here..."
"Let me think. I will find us a way back. Get some sleep."
"Alright... I'll sleep in Rog's cellar... I think he's too intimidated to do stupid things."
Slowly walking back into the cellar of the bullies, he lied down on the sofa and fell asleep soon. Waking up in the morning, he heard voices.
"We can take his lil' trinket, it looks valuable..."
"Shut up! We won't bully him anymore! Or do you want to be his next victim?!"
"Geez... calm down Rog, I..."
"If you dare to bother him, it's your fault! I won't carry you to the next hopital! And now shush! Don't wake him uo!"
A few seconds later, Zephyr got up.
"Ah! I... hope you slept well Zephyr?"
He stretched his limbs and let out a yawn.
"I did."
Rog got up from the couch and gave Zephyr a couple bars of chocolate. His hand was shaking slightly.
"Thanks."
Zephyr took the wrap off from each bar, and ate the chocolate.
"Hey, uuuuh... mind if I ask you something?"
Zephyr heard the fear in Rog's voice.
"Sure."
"How... did you get so strong? You... don't look very... muscular."
"They envy you."
Zhorn spoke to Zephyr.
"Well, believe it or not, but I am a God's Champion. Xulph's Champion."
Rog's yellow eyes opened wide.
"That explains..."
He stared at Zephyr's big paunch.
"Yeah, that's why I'm so big."
"I... I never knew that... he was real..."
The chubby Otter walked over to Zephyr, and fell down on his knees.
"I'm so sorry that we... did these horrible things to you! I want to make up for all that! Just tell me what you want, we are yours!"
Rog's sudden plea made Zephyr almost burst out in laughter. He didn't expect something like this from Rog, he just smiled.
"Well, you actually could do something for me."
Rog looked up to Zephyr.
"Really? Tell me!"
"Bring me food. I might stay for a while."
Rog turned around to his 3-headed gang.
"You heard him! Get him all the food you can get!"
They ran outside.
"These mortals are yours. Don't you feel powerful, having them bend to your will?"
The Zhorn was right, it made Zephyr feel powerful.
"Please tell me more about Xulph!"
Rog sat down on a box in front of Zephyr, eagerly listening for his words.
"Well..."
Zephyr told Rog about his time with Xulph, what he learned and how it is over at Magna-Grange.
"My... that all sounds amazing! I wish I could join him..."
Then, his goons came back, with a surprisingly large amount of food. No wonder Rog let himself go like this. They brought all sorts of things.
"Ah, here! Eat what you like!"
They put all the food they got o the table next to Rog and Zephyr, it piled up to quite a big mountain. This continued for a couple days, Zephyr and Rog sitting in the cellar, eating and talking about things. Until one day...
"Yo Rog! There's this dude at the door, he claims he knows Zephyr..."
"Don't let anyone inside! We want our peace in here!"
"Rog, he's..."
"I DON'T CARE! GET OUT!"
His goon sighed and walked back out.
"So... where were we?"
As Zephyr was about to talk, the goon that bothered them got flung into their room, crashing into a pile of cartons.
"What the-!"
Then, Xulph walked inside.
"There you are! I was worried about you Champion!"
"Xulph! How did you find me?"
"I have my ways. And who's this mortal?"
He gave Rog a menacing look.
"Oh, that's Rog, he's been... nice."
"Is he? Well. Then I shall spare him."
Rog was shivering. He didn't expect to ever see Xulph himself.
"Y-you... are.."
"Yes, I am Xulph, God of... Zephyr probably told you."
Overwhelmed by Xulph's presence, Rog fell unconscious.
"Pfft... weaklings. I hope they treated you well?"
"Indeed they did!"
Xulph sat down next to Zephyr.
"Why didn't you come back?"
"About that... where the portal was, is now a building site! There was no way of reaching it!"
"Ah... makes sense. I shall establish a new place for a new portal. I sense that these.... mortals respect you. Maybe I could make them ours, thus creating a portal to Magna-Grange here."
"That would be amazing! Rog, a disciple of Xulph... hah! I love the thought of that!"
"Glad to hear that!"
As Xulph stoop up again, he turned around to Zephyr once more.
"I feel that something... has changed within you."
"Zhorn? Well... we had a fight..."
"A fight? Who dared to lay their hands on you?"
"I... don't know. They were masked, it was two of them. One with two blue blades, the other summoned blue flames."
Xulph put a claw on his chin, thinking.
"Blue... that's usually a thing for my brother. So.. he sent two of his people after you, AND they knew where you were? Odd..."
"And... there was Zanaras."
Upon hearing that name, Zephyr felt rage stirring up in Xulph, but it quickly subsided.
"I... see. What did she do?"
"Well, she helped me. I don't remember exactly what happened, but... I know she helped me."
"... if Zanaras really helped you, I won't hold any grudges against her anymore. Come, let's get you back home."
Zephyr nod.
"Sure! Is... there a way to make Rog know..."
"Let me handle that."
Xulph flung a small grey spark at Rog, it vanished upon reaching him.
"Alright. That's taken care of."
Suddenly, Zephyr found himself back at the Core's dining hall.
"Whoa... that was... quick."
"Believe me, you will learn such things too when... we have our peace."
Then, Zephyr stomach let out an enormous growl. He felt like he was starving.
"Your stomach seems to be empty. Let's fix that, shall we?"
"Yeah... I'm very hungry!"
As Zephyr sat down, Xulph conjured a huge feast for Zephyr to gorge on. He ate and ate, stuffing his chubby muzzle with all the food he was given, cramming more and more into his paunch. Something made Zephyr so incredibly voracious, he ate for 4 whole hours. Xulph was surprised by his Champion's hunger, as he saw him fall into a food coma. When Zephyr woke, he found himself in standing in the dining hall.
"Oof... I... how much did I eat...? My belly feels like it's going to burst..."
"Don't worry. We are safe here."
The sudden voice sounded like it was his Zhorn, but it has changed, sounding even more powerful and deeper.
"... really? I... feel sick..."
Looking down at his enormously stuffed belly, he saw dark sparks gather in front of him. Something manifested.
"Aaah... Finally. It's been too long since I was this strong."
It was his Zhorn, it has taken form of a majestic Dragon, bearing 4 wings on its back, multiple horns on the head and 4 arms, standing up straight like him. It was a bit muscular too.
"That's.... you?"
It nod.
"Yes. I am what's been inside you for years. Now I have finally grown strong enough to take my real form. Thanks to your... voraciousnes."
Zhorn gestured towards Zephyr's paunch.
"Huh... I.... didn't expect you to... look like that."
It lifted Zephyr's belly up using two of it's arms, feeling it's heavy weight.
"I'm really happy to have you as my bearer. So... willing. Hungry."
"I... just did what I was told."
"And I see that. You ate so much, growing fatter, to wake me up."
Zhorn gave it's host's belly a few hefty pats, making it jiggle around.
"Now... that you reached this threshhold, I shall use most of my power."
One of it's arms dematerialised, forming a sword in Zephyr's right hand.
"Wield me, feel my power run through your body."
As Zhorn walkedd back into Zephyr, he felt immensly empowerd. Every movement was easier than before, as his own mass wouldn't weigh him down anymore. He walked around, it was easier than never before. He ran around for a bit, jumping, and flying too.
"While we are here, my powers are limitless. Once you awake, you may use me like this, but sparingly, as it will tire you faster."
Zephyr woke up, feeling a warm, and slightly burning pain rushing through his body.
"This is... strange..."
"Don't worry. It's just for your best."
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