Mahito Transfigured Humans Novels & Stories

Xue Yun, who saw the whole process of her single-dog host falling in love at first sight with a fine-young lad, felt flabbergasted. Where was her host, who always felt disgusted by the matters between men and woman? Where was her lone-wolf host, who had a very low EQ? Xue Yun, as Yu Meng's system, originally wanted to remind her host to not fall in love with anyone in the missions, whether the person is a native of the world or a foreigner or a bug, who transmigrated or reincarnated into the world for certain reasons…. But when she saw her host staring at the youth with a soft gaze and a complicated emotions, Xue Yun just quietly watched the scene like an ordinary passer-by.

"We’re 'Conversing' with it. You wanted a 'Garden of Perfection,' but we wanted a 'World of Neighbors.' The roots have chosen the 'Neighbor.'" The "Great Transubstantiation" occurred at sunset. As the sun dipped below the horizon, the entire Detroit basin began to glow with a steady, "Amethyst-Pulse." The "Mirror-Bridge" children, led by Maya, walked into the fields and sat among the wheat. They didn't have to "Command" or "Sync." They simply "Existed," and the biology of the planet adjusted itself to their presence.

The forest he lived in transformed into an instant desert of death. "Why am I not dead?" Quickstep asked in agony as tears were flowing down his beady eyes. "You have been saved by the system bestowed upon you by a god, host," the female unfeeling voice of the system answered Quickstep. "What system?" Quickstep was still dazed with his loss and was not thinking properly. "The system is called Transmogrification. You can take any life form you touch and take their abilities for your own use. Their memories and shape would also be available for you. This ability is also applicable to the dead and inanimate objects," the system said to Quickstep.

She gazed upward at the sky, at the constellations that weren't there before patterns of light made into shapes she didn't know. The world was redefining itself. And with each beat of its new heart, she could feel it Miyal's essence woven throughout all things: in the grass, in the river, in the stars. He was not disappearing. He was growing. And for the first time ever, since the fall of the Citadel, Krishna experienced awe and terror in exactly equal proportions. For if the world now ached like human beings then one day, it could even learn to mourn.

He said, “Have you guys ever heard of anyone reaching Transcendence through eating human beings’ flesh?” Ynes, Oswin, and others next to him were all dumbfounded; even Abel was stunned.

Chu Xun continued, "The world outside is in chaos, and the Lost Races have appeared again. This place has been abandoned, and I think the owner must have died. There is a kind of fruit called Fruits of Transfiguration in the outside world. It can help a beast transform into a human being. These people have eaten the fruits and thus become human beings." The wyrm widened its huge eyes, very confused. "Do you understand me or not?" Chu Xun asked. The wyrm shook its head. "No," Chu Xun was speechless. He guessed that the wyrm had been captured and brought to that place just when it was born, so it knew little about the outside world. "How about I bring you to pick the Fruits of Transfiguration

Was she dreaming of one of the characters in the historical romance books she used to read? She gazed incredulously. Everything about her had changed. Or was someone standing behind her? It could be the reflection of someone standing behind her, so she glanced sharply over her shoulder, but there was no one there. Maybe it was a trick of the like. Yes, that could be it. Because she was about to go crazy. But when she looked at the reflection again, she knew it was no mirage. What she was seeing was really there. Her lips parted, and her heart stopped. There was no doubt about it, she and the woman in the glass were one and the same.

Celestial beings and astral landscapes responded to the transcendent currents, and the celestial echoes projected visions of divinely harmonized civilizations and enlightened existence. In the heart of the cosmic library, a transcendent communion continued. Celestial beings, fully immersed in transformative energies, shared in the cosmic revelations. Whispers of cosmic winds carried echoes of transcendent wisdom, underscoring the eternal dance of mortal and astral souls across the vast expanse of the universe.

I speak out loud in my invisible Wampus form as we watch our driver disappear in a matter of seconds. {You do not understand,} Septimus communicates. {If I die here in your world, I die for real. I am weakened in my love-infused state. And the longer I stay in the human realm, the more permanent the consequences.} Septimus snaps his fingers and all at once the whole taxi’s transfigured into a carriage drawn by a pair of splendid horses. But perhaps as proof of his waning powers, each animal flickers like weak transmission. It’s like the two sides of a thaumatrope – one with the real horse, the other with the gaunt, no, skeletal and horrific imitation of a horse – and the thaumatrope’s twirli

The doctor gives me the antibiotics before leaving the room, and I find myself alone with Alpha Johnny and Phil. I turn to Alpha Jonny, “Thank you for getting the sap back to the human world; the wolves have been in desperate need of it”, I say. “I know Phil was telling me, and he also told me how someone followed you through the magic circle last time. I’m glad you've locked the circle down in the human world. I feel we must do the same here…..We cannot risk upsetting the balance of the two worlds,” He replies.