Chapter: 0.169 Transformation

After the White Flame explodes, Rena undergoes her horrific transformation by merging with Daisroth heart. 

The aftermath of the explosion left the room in eerie silence. The only thing that lingered in the air was the scent of scorched mana, ancient and overwhelming. Where once Rena stood, there now hovered a mass of white fire, brilliant and alive — and within it, two glowing red cores, pulsing in harmony.

Naoko Rotschy remained seated.

Unmoved.

Unshaken.

Her silver eyes stared, not with awe or fear, but with calculating detachment. She had seen miracles before. She had created them.

Then, the flame collapsed.

The fire folded inward on itself, like a dying star, and in its place — the body of Rena fell lifelessly to the floor, limp and unconscious.

Her clothes had been completely incinerated. Her skin glowed pale and unblemished, unmarred by the ordeal — pure porcelain, impossibly smooth. Her once fiery-red hair now cascaded long and white down her back, longer than ever before, with faint crimson tips at the very ends like embers holding onto their final heat. Her form, though bare, emanated an unshakable presence — a fusion of elegance and raw power.

Rena's body had changed.

Her frame now bore the curves of a woman touched by flame and forged anew — her posture even in unconsciousness carried strength. Her lips were fuller, softly parted as her body struggled to breathe. Her lashes longer, shadowing eyes still closed in exhaustion.

Naoko finally stood.

From behind her desk, she raised a single finger.

A thread of glowing green lunar mana spun delicately from her fingertip, slithering through the air like a serpent of light until it found Rena's still form. The moment it touched her, the mana wrapped around her like vines, then burrowed deep into her — not healing, but accelerating the metamorphosis.

Inside Rina, war raged.

The Heart of Daisroth resisted final fusion. Its will was ancient — not just a flame, but a soul. Bones cracked and reformed, muscles tore and regrew, tendons snapped and twisted. Blood spilled, again and again, from her mouth, from her eyes, from beneath her fingernails.

Naoko watched it all without blinking.

She could hear the microscopic breaking of Rina's structure — like distant ice collapsing into water. But the green mana never stopped flowing. Her spell kept the girl from dying, even as Rena's entire essence was broken down and rebuilt around the heart of a dragon.

One hour passed.

Then silence.

The green mana flickered, then faded.

Naoko lowered her hand.

The ritual was complete.

Rena's breathing was slow, but steady.

With a flick of her wrist, Naoko lifted Rena's unconscious form with telekinesis, gently placing her onto the velvet couch in the corner of her office. Her body was still completely bare, but Naoko made no effort to cover her. Modesty had no place in transformation.

With that done, the Lady of the Moon returned to her desk, sat down, and resumed signing official documents as if nothing had happened.

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Several minutes later…

Rena stirred.

Her eyelashes fluttered. Then her eyes opened.

Gone was the brilliant gold.

Now — deep red, glowing faintly in the candlelight.

She blinked once, then again, struggling to recognize the space she was in.

It wasn't her room.

Her body ached. Every part of her felt heavy, raw, new. She tried to move, only to wince as unfamiliar strength surged through her arms and legs.

"W-Where…?"

Then she sat up — and froze.

Sitting not five meters away from her was Naoko. Silent. Still. Watching.

A spike of panic stabbed into Rena's gut. She jumped to her feet — then quickly realized:

She was naked.

Completely.

But her mind wasn't concerned about that. Not yet. Her first instinct was to look at her hands — searching for the Heart of Daisroth.

It was gone.

"No… no no no…"

Her lips quivered. Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Please," she whispered. "Please give me another chance… I failed, didn't I? I— I'll try again. I can do better. Please don't take Jin away from me…"

The words tumbled out in sobs, childish and broken. She dropped to her knees, head bowed in shame and grief, shoulders shaking.

Naoko didn't react at first.

Then she spoke.

"No need," she said coldly. "You succeeded."

Rena paused. Sniffled.

"Wh… what?"

Naoko motioned lazily toward her.

"Look at yourself."

For the first time, Rena looked down. She expected wounds. Scars. Burns.

Instead, she saw radiance.

Her skin shimmered faintly under the light, unmarked. Her body — changed. Fuller. Firmer. Her chest heavier. Her waist narrower. Her thighs and hips more curved, more balanced. Her hands… her nails… even her collarbone had taken on a refined, symmetrical grace.

Her hair — it spilled down her back like moonlight, ending in faint red streaks. And her eyes — catching her reflection in the polished floor, she saw herself.

No longer Rena Amberhart.

Not just Jin's wife.

But something more.

"I…" she whispered. "I don't look like me."

Naoko stood from her chair once more.

"You're not."

The words hit harder than expected.

"You've become what you needed to be," Naoko continued. "Not for vanity. Not for beauty. But for power. This world doesn't reward sentimentality. It kills the weak."

Rena's eyes met hers.

"I… I did it. For Jin."

Naoko stared in silence. Then nodded.

"And for that," she said, "you may call yourself Rena rotschy."

Rena inhaled sharply. That name… it felt heavier than any crown.

"Sit. Do not leave until I say."

Rena, still overwhelmed, obeyed. Her body trembled as she sat back on the couch, arms wrapped lightly around herself — but she no longer felt shame in her nudity. She had nothing to hide. She had survived.

Naoko turned back to her desk.

"No excuses. No delay. Your training begins tomorrow."

Rena watched her quietly, then looked down at her hands again.

For the first time… she felt something dangerous.

Confidence.

A quiet, burning certainty.

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Heat: What do you think of Rena's new transformation? It's amazing, right? Imagine if Sion was with Rena and saw Rena's naked body. What would Sion do? Tell me in the comments. 🍑🍑🍑