in space, but Javians too. Hemera didn't know what to say and preferred to keep quiet. Kryptos continued, "Anyway. I can help you look better. A whole new look if you want to know."He turned his back on her and looked out the window. Hemera hesitated briefly, but then she said:" Forget it, I won't get involved with the devil. "Thereupon Kryptos gave a short and heartless laugh. His voice echoed in the room and downright thundered in Hemera's ears." The devil, what? No, little one. Not the devil. You're missing out on a damn good deal. "" You are wasting your time. "" No, I don't think so. Look at you Look at you !!! Do you think you could please this god like that? Ha, and what do you dream of at night? "Again he heard his cold, forced and joyless laughter. * Is he right? What if Dende really doesn't want me? But he had kissed me and admitted his love to me * Contradictions filled her head and she didn't know what she was going to do should think. Kryptos seemed to notice and continued to talk to her: "Well, my offer is. You have the choice: Either you stay with your miserable appearance and will never experience the love of this God or you get a new shape, become pretty and get what you want.It depends on you! "Hemera was getting more and more indecisive. She needed time, what should she say?" There must be a catch, right? I can't quite believe that you want to help me so easily! "She finally said. Kryptos' eyes began to glow barely noticeably." Well, one point for you. However, my requirement is minimal! All I expect from you in return is that you sell me your soul. " "What? My soul? " "Exactly! "" But ... what do you mean? " "Very easily. It's not a big feat, so let me explain it to you: if you agree, you will become a different person every night. The way you want yourself to be. I will take you with an oath that can no longer be broken. Your soul would be ours and we could do whatever we wanted with it. However ... "he added as Hemera's eyes widened," ... it won't be bad. You will feel practically nothing. To control your soul is a measure, otherwise we could not fulfill your wish.The decision is yours! "He finished and looked at Hemera with shining red eyes. She wavered between heaven and hell. What now? The offer wouldn't last long, so what should she do? The thought of having a flawless body was dreamlike, simply phenomenal On the other hand, she had a bad feeling about the matter. But then she saw Dende in front of her, smiling and waving. She would do anything for him, she would go to hell for him. Without thinking twice, she agreed . "I Agree. I accept your request, but why do I only become this new person at night? "" This is only the case at the beginning! We still have little control over your soul. But in the course of time you will stay longer and longer in your new shape until you finally don't transform yourself back at all. But as I said, nothing can happen to you! " "Well. What should I do? "" Stop and touch my fur. I'll do the rest!"Kryptos grinned mischievously and his red eyes instantly turned into poison green, which Hemera eyed hatefully. She recoiled, then quickly recovered. But when she touched his soft fur, she got a strange feeling in her stomach, like that as if she were about to throw up. "Attanate zivu konil enata! NYX, WAKE UP! "Shouted Kryptos into the blackness and a bright aura instantly formed around Hemera.


This felt weird. Her stomach turned and her guts seemed to be made up of snakes that crawled around in her stomach. In her heart she felt something move and grow. Then it was suddenly over, as quickly as it had come. Hemera slumped on the floor, breathing heavily.


* What a stupid girl! * thought Kryptos still grinning and approached Hemera. She tried to get up, but she bent over and fell back to the ground. She saw her hands start shaking again and her eyes glaze over."What ... what about me?" she asked confused. "Don't worry, that is completely normal! That only comes from the energies that are in this room and have now penetrated you, nothing more. You will hardly feel it after you have left this room."


That made Hemera come up with the one question in his head: "Where ... where are we here anyway?" "In space, as you can easily see when you look out the window you can go now. And don't forget: Every night you will become your shadow, a person called Nyx. It is now irreversible and don't tell anyone about this, understand? "Hemera nodded silently. She was about to ask how she was going to get back when her legs were literally torn from the floor. Color games played in front of her eyes and her stomach tingled. As if tossed around in a mighty tornado, her long hair twisted in all directions and she felt her skin become hypothermic.Then, finally, it hit somewhere and that feeling was gone. An unstoppable tiredness took its place and she closed her eyes exhausted.


When Hemera opened her eyes again, she was lying on her bed in her room. She quickly heaved up and looked around frantically, as if she expected to see cryptos somewhere. But nothing unusual could be seen in her room. The sun shone in happily and cast bright rays on the furniture and the floor of the room. * It was probably just a dream * she thought and got up a little disappointed. But it had felt so real. Was that really a dream? It seemed so because as far as she knew these beings had long since been defeated. At least that's what Dende had said. She checked her watch. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Had she slept that long? She quickly left her room and made her way to Dende, but she couldn't find him anywhere. Then she ran into Popo."Ah Popo! Do you happen to know where Dende is?" "God be at the meeting of the gods. He won't be back until late at night." answered the latter and disappeared into one of the many rooms. * Funny why didn't he tell me that? Well, how could he have done it? I was in bed all day today. * she thought and her stomach felt warm again when she thought about the previous evening with Dende. It was her first kiss! Smiling and a little red, she went in front of the palace and lay in the sun for the rest of the day. Every now and then Piccolo would walk by, whom she could annoy. Not so much for fun Piccolos, who wanted to train, but he got so excited at every little thing that Hemera couldn't help it.


In the evening she went to her room and was just about to tie her hair when a sudden pain in her stomach made her jump up. Where did that come from? They got worse and worse, and a short time later Hemera lay panting and hunched over on the floor.Where did this pain come from? It started in her stomach, down into her feet and up into her face. Screaming, she put her hands over her face and writhed on the floor in pain. * What ... what the hell is this? *


And there, it was gone! Gone, just nothing left! She looked up in surprise. She felt her stomach in disbelief at this rapid recovery. No, it didn't hurt anymore. But wait, what was that? Your stomach suddenly felt so different! So tight, so thin! Slowly she got up and looked down at herself. Her hated hips were now narrow and not an ounce of bacon seemed to be on it. With wide eyes she looked in the mirror and a short scream escaped her. The girl with the brown hair and eyes didn't look back there, no! A totally different girl stared at her. A young girl with purple hair and yellow eyes! With full, red lips and a perfect body. From top to bottom!Full of surprise, she turned and twisted in front of the mirror and now and then rummaged through the new, even longer head of hair. She couldn't believe it, so it wasn't a dream after all! It was reality, she had her dream figure, yes, the one she had always wanted so dearly! Oh, if only Dende saw that! At that very moment she saw a slim figure scurrying past her window. Was that already he? She left her room full of joy, hopped halfway to the exit of the palace and hummed to herself in a good mood. And there, actually! There he was, Dende! He must have only just got back from his session. Her steps quickened and she fell around the neck of the completely taken aback Dende. "Dende, there you are finally again!" she said and was startled herself at the sound in her voice. It no longer sounded lovely and gentle, no, rather a bit rough, dark and just grown up.


However, Dende did not seem to recognize Hemera."Hey who ... who are you?" he asked confused and pushed her away. Hemera looked at him in surprise. Dende didn't seem to recognize her. "Dende, it's me! Hemera!" she said to him. This continued to look at her completely from the role. "What? You are supposed to be Hemera? My Hemera?" Her heart skipped a great deal. He said "my" Hemera. She smiled and nodded. But to her horror he said: "No, I don't believe you. Hemera looks totally different. And besides, she doesn't have such an ugly voice as you!" Hemera no longer understood the world. Didn't he like her the way she was now? But how should he know who she is? But she couldn't tell him either, after all, Kryptos had told her to keep it to herself. But then how was she supposed to tell Dende the truth?


"Dende, I am ... through fortunate circumstances now a more beautiful person. I did that for you! Look at me, how great I look!" she protested and waited for an answer.But Dende just stood in front of her, stunned, and looked her straight in the eye. He seemed to be looking for the Hemera he knew in Nyx's eyes. "You can't be Hemera at all. I don't see her goodness or her beauty in your eyes!" he finally answered. "What? But ... Dende, how can I prove it to you?" She thought feverishly how she could prove it to him and then said: "Yesterday was the most beautiful evening of my life. When we kissed under one of the palm trees and fell asleep snuggled together. And this morning at breakfast I ran out of the kitchen into my room. Then you went to this meeting and I