During a campaign against the Black Sun Cult, I went all out against the undisputed strongest heroine. I was done for... I couldn't beat her, and died!
Just as Webb Morton made his final desperate counterattack and was blown to pieces, the heart he'd once stolen to keep himself alive saved him a second time. He grew back in a vampiric manner.
[There's still so much I haven't had the chance to tell you, but I'm counting on you... future me!]
Huh? What?!
Explain yourself! What do you mean, you turned me into someone exactly like that bastard Calabes Narl? Who said you could do that? Give me back my male body!
Of course, Webb Morton only learned the truth later. Born into the orthodox school of dark arts and taught by a senior from Blue Star, all he knew was that the heroine was an unbeatable existence, so he should stay as far away from her as possible...
But...
"If I told you I was your long-lost little sister, would you believe me?"
"I would!"
"Hey, show me some respect! I may be a dark arts practitioner, but shouldn't you at least suspect there might be something else going on?"
"Because you're so cute!"
Thump~
The sound of a body hitting the ground.
