"Splash!"
In the silent dungeon, a heavy iron chain scraped across the ground, creating scattered sparks on the rough surface.
Jack thus gained a glimpse of the entire place.
There was a layer of soil overhead, so this was probably an underground dungeon. The surroundings were empty, and in the distance there was a stone staircase, and a figure flashed by.
Back in darkness, Jack once again felt the changes within himself.
My wrist was stinging a little. I tried to reach forward, but couldn't move an inch. I tried to lift my foot, but it was also locked by something.
Despite his continued efforts, he achieved nothing. Most importantly, the fighting spirit vortex within his body was suppressed by some strange force, rendering Jack unable to use any of his skills.
"Tap, tap, tap"
In the dungeon, a series of light footsteps sounded, and then the lamp hanging in the corner was gradually lit.
As the lights illuminated the entire dungeon, the figure finally came into Jack's view.
It was a head of long silver hair just like his own, and Jack would never forget that stunningly beautiful face.
Because that's Jack's own sister, Violet!
Strangely, Violet is not wearing the white dress she used to love, but a set of black leather armor exactly like Jack's.
Surprisingly, the men's clothing fit Violet perfectly, and instead of sitting in her ever-present wheelchair, she walked with unusually agile steps to Jack.
Jack now realized his predicament: four black iron chains, each about the thickness of an arm, bound his limbs, the ends of which were embedded in the stone wall.
Jack immediately recognized what it was. It was forged from obsidian and had the remarkable effect of suppressing the fighting spirit of others. Moreover, the one who forged it was none other than Jack himself.
Seeing Violet approaching him, even though he was trapped, Jack still showed his gentlest smile and greeted her as always, "I'm back, Violet."
However, Violet no longer cheered as she used to; she simply stared coldly at Jack.
"Thump."
Violet suddenly braced her hands against the stone wall behind Jack, leaned close to his ear, and said in a cold voice.
"Don't talk to me with that face anymore. It makes me feel disgusted every time I hear it."
Violet, who had been told by Jack that she couldn't speak, actually spoke, and strangely enough, her voice was almost identical to Jack's, except for a slightly deeper, more masculine tone.
"Violet, are you joking with your brother? Stop fooling around, your brother has important business to attend to." Jack's smile remained on his face as he coaxed her like a child.
Upon hearing this, Violet suddenly grabbed Jack's neck with her hand that was supporting her against the wall, slammed his head against the wall, and roared loudly.
"I already told you not to talk to me anymore! If you're going to talk, at least use your own voice, Violet!"
"Mmm, mmm."
Unable to breathe, Jack let out a painful whimper, his entire face turning red.
Fortunately, Violet let go in time before things went terribly wrong. He took a few steps back, picked up the two bottles of potion that he had placed on the ground, and returned to Jack.
He first took the bottle of yellow liquid, opened the bottle, and then mercilessly splashed the liquid onto Jack's face.
Much of the potion spilled onto the ground, but some was absorbed by Jack's skin, after which the muscles in Jack's face began to twitch slightly.
After losing muscle, his round face transformed into a classic oval face, and his skin became increasingly supple and smooth. His outer corners of his eyes widened slightly, and his large, watery eyes looked pitiful. What was originally an exceptionally handsome face was transforming into a face that could topple kingdoms.
Once his face was fully formed, Jack, who used to only resemble Violet by about 80%, suddenly became exactly like her.
Seeing Jack's change, Violet's eyes, which had been filled with anger, began to gleam with excitement. After the effects of the drug were fully absorbed, Jack immediately picked up the other bottle of blue potion, grabbed Violet's chin, and forced it into her mouth.
"Cough, cough." Because he drank it too quickly, Jack choked a little and coughed. His body also underwent an immediate change.
The silver, tousled hair began to grow wildly, only stopping when it reached above Jack's waist.
At this point, Jack had completely transformed into another Violet.
Violet then lifted Jack's chin, brushed aside his disheveled hair, and said with a slightly choked voice, "Finally, finally I see you again, Miss Violet."
Jack's expression had turned icy cold, as if it contained an unyielding ice. He asked in a flat voice devoid of any emotion, "So, you've betrayed me, Jack?"
It was a clear and melodious female voice, consisting of only common syllables, but through the miraculous processing of the audio tape, it was transformed into the most beautiful celestial music in the world.
When Jack uttered those words, all the concealment was revealed, and the two men's identities were switched at that moment.
“Betrayal? How could that be? I brought you the potion to help you regain your identity exactly as you requested. Haven’t you changed back now, Violet?” Jack argued, looking at the person he had been longing for day and night with burning eyes.
"Then why are you trapping me?" Violet tried to give him a chance to explain.
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