“A higher lifeform can change the life essence of a lower existence…” 0

Wayne tightened his arms around the beautiful elf. He knew that his existence was advanced, having copied—no, referenced the form of an ancient god. However, Filomina wasn’t his follower. Why would she evolve to resemble him? Was it just because she had let him enter her? Or was it because she had lowered her mental guard?0

Forget the first possibility. The second one was likely the answer.0

The more Wayne thought about it, the more curious he became, and the more he felt the urge to explore the possibility of creating a religion to become a god. That was a distant possibility, though. He should focus on becoming a Gold-ranked mage first!0

Moreover, Filomina was a single case. She could very well be an exception. He would have to test it on someone else when he had the chance, like Mona!0

She was obedient and definitely wouldn’t reject being reshaped by her master.0

Since his transformed state strayed far from the mainstream standard...0