In Hell, the day was somehow agitated, but we are not focusing on that.
At the Happy Hotel, Midas could be seen with a very lost look while leaning on the kitchen counter with a bowl of cereal. On his shoulder were two of his cockroaches. He had no idea where Dee Dee was. It was morning. He had to eat.
"Why the hell does this milk taste so strange?" he said, looking at the bowl before picking up the milk carton to read why the strange taste was in his mouth.
"Oh, horse semen, from Valentino's food industries, who for some reason is a pimp..." he said, setting the carton aside and looking forward, eating another spoonful and chewing very slowly. His cockroaches refused and ran to a plant pot to vomit.
"What the fuck!?" shouted a shrill voice beside Midas. He looked over. It was Vaggie. The fridge was a complete mess because Dee Dee had eaten everything inside. He looked like a tennis ball.
"..." Without saying anything, Midas just ate another spoonful, set the bowl aside, and immediately received a punch to the face. He still lacked combat experience. The time he arrived and defended himself, it was the body that moved purely by instinct with some interference from Mahito.
"You're going out to buy more food!" Vaggie screamed at Midas, who was already using Idle Transfiguration to fix his nose.
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Later on the streets, Midas could be seen at a market handing over some dirty, blood-stained bills. This was Hell. If he wanted, he could take everything and run.
"God, what a pain..." he said, seeing how on the other side of the market his demolition trio was about to pull off the biggest heist. He was just the distraction. And of course, that food was only for him and them, nothing for Vaggie or Charlie. Midas really had a certain hatred for Charlie—not deep hatred, but hatred for her trying to be a Disney princess on the corner of Hell.
"Well, I think this..." he said, finishing and leaving. He waited a few seconds and heard an explosion, seeing a cart full of food shoot out.
"Well, I think I can take a walk and see if I find something cool..." Midas said, starting to walk. He could see many sinners, a lot of them, but for some reason they were collecting bodies.
"Wait, what moment am I in?" Midas said, starting to look in one direction and seeing a huge clock resetting.
"FUCK, I'M MISSING A GOLDEN CHANCE!?" he shouted, starting to run through the city with cursed energy reinforcement. He needed to find a destroyed zone. There would be a useful tool there — an angel's body. The soul itself hadn't been destroyed, because he noticed that when a body dies in Hell, it starts to dissolve and then condenses to create the sinner's body again.
But if the target is killed by angelic steel, the steel itself injects holy energy that forces permanent stay in the dead body, thus preventing the reincarnation cycle.
For a moment Midas could see a shared vision with Joey. From his point of view, he saw Carmilla in front of a body. She was going to collect the body and leave the head behind. It had no use.
"Idle Transfiguration: Soul Swap..." Midas thought of a small trick with his cockroaches, something based on Minato, the soul location swap. If Midas's soul is in two beings, or has a binding vow, both souls swap bodies, then both swapped bodies transform into the body of whoever had the affected soul. Since Midas and Joey have the same soul, the effect is safer...
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With the pair of cockroaches, they watched as their brother began to contort into a mass of flesh and then started taking on size and more human limbs. They saw Midas appear in Marky's place.
"Well… this is weird, you know?" he said, making a mental note to increase the speed of body transfiguration to make it almost instantaneous.
"Bluerg..." he vomited a small piece of green flesh. It wasn't a sinner or a transfigured human, it was one of the many rodents from the Happy Hotel.
"Idle Transfiguration: Repel!" Midas shouted. The piece began to writhe and a huge worm that made a sound similar to a train advanced toward Carmilla, making her step aside from the transfigured being that ate the body. Then a lump formed on the side and Midas came out of it.
"A sinner..." Carmilla said calmly. She was analyzing Midas. A contract with abilities? It was a possibility...
"Sorry, but I'm taking this. It has a lot of value..." Midas said with a corner smile. He wasn't being arrogant, he was just acting, because God, Carmilla had some legs and thighs. But the acting was to give the impression of someone who wasn't afraid.
"The body. Hand it over now..." Carmilla said, taking three steps forward, but due to her years of fighting she did a backflip to avoid several blades coming out of the worm's flesh from Midas, who still had his hand on the huge "living train."
"Trust me, the big piece of meat is mine~" Midas said, leaving the worm with agility and using his cursed technique on it to make it start deforming into a huge bull, a bull based on the Piercing Ox. It let out a cry and charged toward Carmilla. She simply narrowed her eyes and with a fluid movement cut the side of the transfigured bull, making it spill a large amount of purple blood and fall dead to the ground.
"The body… Now..." Carmilla said, pointing her angelic steel shoes at Midas, and without noticing giving a good view of the inside of her thighs.
"Grrrr… You two take the body anywhere, Marky will find you I think," Midas said, carefully placing the body on the ground for Carmilla to see how it moved, but if she looked more carefully she would see four little legs running.
"You know, I really don't like fighting women," he said, quickly picking up a rat from the ground. It exploded into a mass but soon compressed into a purple transfigured rat. Midas just threw it up and caught it, then started walking around her.
"A contract based on body manipulation… He needs to keep the target in a compressed form… Maybe… But he can shape them into various forms..." Carmilla thought without moving, just listening to the footsteps. Then suddenly she started fighting Midas, who had come from behind. They began a hand-to-hand fight but Midas was soon dominated by Carmilla due to his lack of fighting experience.
"It's over..." she thought, making an agile leg movement to cut Midas's head, which fell to the ground.
"A power with potential but—"
"Divergent Fist!" Midas shouted, appearing out of nowhere and hitting Carmilla in the back. She received the raw impact, but soon received a second one due to the delayed effect of the blow.
"What?" she thought, seeing the body of "Midas" on the ground and the real one with his fist releasing purple cursed energy.
Flashback
"I don't even have a chance against her. The best option is to try Kokusen..." he said, transfiguring the rat into a perfect copy of himself, not before putting a considerable amount of cursed energy so the body could withstand the brutal shape change.
End of flashback
"I'll be honest… Not out of arrogance, but by simple and voluntary will of someone who can kill even Alastor. My ability is called Idle Transfiguration. I can have direct contact with souls. No matter what you try, your soul will be touched by me..." Midas said, stopping his walk to make a dash forward. His dominant hand released an aggressive amount of cursed energy as he tried to touch Carmilla, but she dodged and by luck landed a cut on Midas… But the effect was much more aggressive than he imagined.
"AHHHHHHH!?" he screamed as he started turning into all kinds of things in a giant mass of flesh — horse, piranha fish, bear, himself — before the blow returned him to normal. Half the skin on his face was damaged, exposing the flesh.
"It seems… his soul is very sensitive to angelic steel..." Carmilla said, seeing the blood on her boot. For some reason… she felt something different… Normal sinner blood is darker, still red, but dark… But Midas's…
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In Midas's mind, he could be seen hugging himself while a white wound was on his chest, slowly expanding. His soul had been damaged. Sinner souls had some resistance, but a human one… felt the worst…
"Looks like you're having trouble..." a voice in the darkness said. Midas didn't answer, only letting out another scream. His soul was fragile, too fragile…
"Well… I'll help only this once… Next time… there will be a price for the gift..." the familiar voice said as a purple light began to enter the wound, the light turning purple… Something… entered Midas's mind…
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Currently, Carmilla could be seen preparing to cut Midas's head with a kick. She had already declared herself the winner… But… why was there a sense of danger in the air?...
"You would have been a strong Overlord..." she said, starting to bring her foot down…
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INSPIRATION!?
Soon Midas's throat swelled abnormally as he opened his mouth as wide as possible. Two pairs of hands came out of his mouth, forming a hand sign…
"Domain Expansion: Self-Embodiment of Perfection!?" Midas said somehow as the domain made its presence, but the hands that should be a work of art were very… wrong, dry, wrong positions, mouths, eyes, everywhere. It was an imperfect domain. The barrier was very fragile. The guaranteed effect dropped to 52%. The effect was not automatic. Midas needed the target in his field of vision and extreme concentration to manipulate the target's soul.
"FUCK YES!" Midas screamed in a state similar to Gojo after using RCT.
"What the fuck is this..." Carmilla said, looking at the sky and seeing several arms grabbing violently while having mouths and eyes.
"This is the pinnacle of jujutsu! A blow with 100% hit rate!?" Midas shouted in pure delight, looking at the domain with an almost biblical fascination.
"I separate a space from the real world to hit the target with no chance of escape!" Midas said, manipulating Carmilla's soul with every fiber of his willpower.
For a moment she felt nothing but soon felt something happening in one of her legs. She saw the flesh starting to twist and swell.
"Fuck..." she said, making a sacrificial move to cut her own leg with the other and jump away, seeing it explode into hard flesh spikes.
"We're just getting star—" but suddenly the domain destroyed itself as Midas's technique overheated.
"Fuck..." Midas said, feeling the effect fall on him instantly.
"…Well… there's a jujutsu technique made for this..." Midas said, concentrating cursed energy on his fist and body…
"NIGERU DAYOOOOO!!!" Midas screamed, using everything he had to grab the head and flee in the most masculine way possible in his entire life.
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