A Desperate Choice

Kon was silent for a moment.

It was clear he was agonizing over something.

I looked at Kon with a tense expression.

And then, about a minute passed.

[*...You'll really make me a physical body, right?*]

Kon uttered a desperate line.

Lucifer laughed.

I will make you into the most perfect *Stallion*. I will let you mate with as many *Mares* as you desire.

Fine. I'll do it. Anyway, that Amael bastard. I always suffered when I was with him. Might as well switch sides now. I was going through all that trouble just to get a body anyway, so why shouldn't I switch? Right?

A voice utterly devoid of guilt...