Interlude: The Thirteen Thrones (I)

When Arachne opened her eyes, she was extremely annoyed. Her surroundings were filled with shards of debris floating aimlessly, the horizon was endless as dark murky energy swirled about. She stood atop a massive rock and in front of her was a massive stone dais with thirteen thrones made of a dark metallic rock. 

"Well this is annoying.." 

She grumbled as she looked down at her hands. Using Adam's body had apparently indirectly influenced her natural form. Her body had unintentionally formed the same shape of Adam's feminized form. She grumbled slightly but was also slightly pleased with the new look. She now at least looked like a proper woman now and wouldn't be called a Little girl anymore. 

Having finished appraising the changes to her form, she shifted her attention back to the dais. She had no idea where she was but she could feel the powerful surges of Void energy in her surroundings but none of it even dared to approach the dais.