“Raise that.”
“Yes, Sir…”
Still under the influence of my skill, Gabrielle pinched the hem of her long cotton skirt and slowly lift it. Her white thicc thighs slowly exposed as the shadows gradually decreasing its domain.
Satisfied, I take away my grasp off of her mountain range. I bent down my body and fixated my watch at her lilac-filled Dutch plains under her elevating skirt.
When her shaky fingers ceased from rising any further, a full view of her lavender-dyed cotton panty unfold on my amethyst gaze.
“Now I know what girls feels like. It’s quite embarrassing if a say.”
“Is that so? Thank the Goddess I didn’t got reborn as a girl.”
The beet-red Gabrielle suddenly expressed her sudden and newfound experience and feeling. Turning into an entirely different body caused strain not only on the body, but also with the mental state. The former aggressive predator is now an easy prey.
Going back to the topic.
“Just for verification… Stand still, Gabrielle.”
“…”
Gabrielle didn’t say a word as I am putting my hands on her waist. I gently lowered my hands until I can feel the gartered hem of her undergarment.
“Excuses.”
After I pinched the widest opening of her underwear, I slowly pulled it down from her hips. It depressed to the point where the hidden gem it protected surfaced through my vision.
(First time seeing one this close.)
“Okay. Confirmed.”
As soon as I obtained my objective, I hurriedly put it back to its former glory. I don’t know what to do if I lay my eyes on it any further. The moment to raised my body back, the image of crimson Gabrielle washed my sight.
(Oh no. She’s about to explode in embarrassment.)
Even though she inherited my masculine memories, she was still trapped in a body of a genuine and true female. If I lay my hand on her, what would it called?
Geh for her being mentally male? Masturbation since I’m pleasuring myself using myself? Incest due for her being my descendant? Or selfcest because she’s me? Or maybe all of the above?
I don’t have time to think about morality. The important thing right now is that the Alter Ego is properly working.
“Okay. You are free now.” .𝙘𝙤𝙢
“…”
Since I physically verified her biological identify, I released the bindings of the Kin Command. Now is the time for her ability examination.
“I’m going to check your stats.”
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Name: Gabrielle
Race: Human
Condition: Normal
LV: 500
MP: 13000
STR: 6000
DEF: 5000
MAG: 11000
MDEF: 6000
AGI: 7000
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I gave her the name of Gabrielle, a feminine form of Gabriel, one of the Seven Archangels in the Book of Enoch, including my name, Raphael. The next ones to incarnate will be having angelic names too.
I surely lowered their Levels compared to mine. It would be funny if my clones were stronger than I am. Even if they had the same Level as myself, their stats would still weaker due to the 20% stat reduction of the Parallel Profile.
For Gabrielle, I allocated her stats like of a support. Her main element is Light Magic, while is specialized in supporting and healing party members. But that’s only a charade for her adventurer’s life.
The proficiencies only adjusted and her real strength is hidden from the naked eye. I also selected some of the broken and cheat skills in case of emergency. Of course, those skills are hidden as well.
Organic Domination can restore the former appearance of a person before their deaths despite deceased long time ago. Seeing how young and pretty Gabrielle looks, I can assume she died at early age.
One of my Clairvoyance found her remains inside the Vagoth Forest of the Dixon Empire while searching for human relics via Omnidirectional Perception. I don’t know how she got there but her body was buried fifteen feet below the surface.
I cannot figure out the way she died but I am certain it’s not a natural cause. Buried deep in the middle of the nowhere already made me suspiciously raised a brow no matter where I look.
(May her soul have a great next life.)
After grieving her soul, I turned my attention to Gabrielle. Then asked her to do things for the sake of experimentation. First is to asked her her memories.
“Whose memories can you remember?”
“Only our memories. Current and the past life.”
“Anything else before that?”
“Nothing. I can’t find anything even a fragment of her memories.”
Only my memories running inside her head. Gabrielle cannot recollect the reminiscence of the woman’s past life. Even if the brain were to completely restored, her soul, which contained her memories, had already left or reborn as new individual.
I conducted a carbon dating on the skeletons beforehand. The results shows that she had been buried there for decades or even a century.
Assuring that no one can recognize my clones, I only took remains that were left unattended by years. Since I have standards, I only chose the ones who died young.
“Can you transform into another form or even turned back to myself?”
“I’ll try… Seems like I cannot, but Illusion Magic still works.”
She casted Level 5 Illusion Magic: Transformation upon herself to alter her appearance into me then turned it off after a few seconds later. Seeing that, the corner of my lips curled.
“He-he. Good. Now, you can’t make excuses when I am fondling you.”
“…Well, since I am a woman now, I have gained different kind of pleasure. You can do whatever you desire because you’re me and I’m you. So it’s a win-win situation.”
“You said that yourself. There’s no turning back.”
We gripped our hands as we closed a mutual agreement. Knowing myself, I’m certain she will give up as soon as she heartfully accepted the entirety of her new self.
“Now then. Gabrielle, Griffith. Are you ready to see your siblings?”
“Of course.”
“Skwah!”
After hearing their response, I started the process of incarnating Gabrielle’s little sister.