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“Some of you? What do you mean ‘some of you’?” Elizabeth asked, more than a little concerned.

“What I mean by that is that to help with bringing her back, she had to duplicate parts of me. Organs, bones and even some of my blood was needed to help her rebuild what the Dark Heart had eaten away. When the Darkness takes hold and consumes you, nothing of what you were, can grow back. Not even with Gaia’s magic,” Amy told them all.

“So… part of Felicitae is… you?” Darren asked, managing to wrap his head around the concept.

“In many ways, yes. With Amy bonded to me and willing to help, I was able to grow back into who I was. In some ways, I think it might even be better!” Felicitae stated as she stood and moved her limbs around experimentally.

In many ways, she was right about that. There was much about her that resembled both Amy and Eva, making it almost appear as though they were related. They looked like they were distant cousins, or even direct cousins, depending on how you looked at them. While Felicitae was still herself, there was also an aspect of her that reflected Amy in many ways.

It went beyond the physical appearance, as those who could use Gaia’s magic sensed a… similarity between the two women. It was almost as though they were sisters, even though they were born by different means. The energy that rolled off them was both different and the same. The same could also be said about how the Nymph looked now as opposed to before.

Felicitae’s appearance was almost a hybridization of both Amy and what she had originally looked like. She still had the enticing allure and magic of a Nymph, but she also embodied all the qualities of a human woman. Her skin was more of a terra cotta in color and her hair, which would have been more vine and leaf, was now a blend of that and human hair.

Her eyes and body was where the changes were more apparent. They were no longer the pale yellow they had been, but they weren’t Amy’s brown color either. The color was more of a hazel-green, which had a slight glow effect to them. Felicitae’s form had always been voluptuous, but now she was full figured and buxom to boot! The way her hips flared out, you would think she was a MILF rather than a childless Nymph.

“You’ve certainly changed from what you used to look like! I mean, I’m guessing that you looked like the opposite of what you were when you were corrupted?” Sheena asked.

“I suppose I have. Why? What do I look like now?” Felicitae asked.

“Like this!” Karla said as she took a quick photo with her phone. She then turned it around to show the Nymph the picture. Feliciate was awed at what she was witnessing, not just the neat little device, but also how she looked now!

“I… I have become… a Matriarch!” she breathed in disbelief.

“A Matriarch? What do you mean by a Matriarch?” Phalmina wondered.

“It is a stage of life that female Nymphs enter in their lives, should they live long enough or wish for the change. Either by time or by the Nymph’s will, her body begins to change to where she is more capable of bearing children of her own. Her entering into this stage of her life shows her desire to have children. Many, many children,” Patrok explained.

“So… this is her way of saying… time for babies, so knock me up?” Elizabeth blurted out.

“Liiiizzzzzzz!” Amy whined. “Do you have to be so… blunt?”

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