Yes, and she liked what she saw.

As Damon was wiping the slumber from his eyes, he saw the notification pop up, and a smile was widening across his face. “Thanks Goddess, well, actually, thank you, Elyndra Solara.” He was gazing up at the sky longingly, and unbeknownst to him, drew a blush across the face of the Divine entity above, watching his every move with baited breaths.

“Ahhh, guess it’s time to get up. Yeah, it makes sense they’d have to leave.” As he was looking around the room, he’d noticed nearly all of his wives had departed, leaving a slumbering Dirpe, and a remarkably unstained Lorelai, looking into his eyes, unfazed.by the copious liquids strewn across the floor.

As Damon was getting to his feet, he opened a portal below Dirpe, dropping her gingerly atop a pile of Gold coins, as she instantly sprawled out over them.

As he then walked up to the waiting Lorelai, he offered her an absurdly oversized hand, which she accepted, which entailed her sitting atop his hand sidesaddle as he began walking from the room.

As he was walking with her in his grasp, at an unknown time his steps, Damon had transported them to his throne room. He then took his seat upon the throne, placing her upon his knee, leading her to draw closer to his form, hugging his gargantuan form.

“Let’s see if we can get you something.” He spoke as he accepted three of the Artifact Draws, drawing a confused gaze on Lorelai’s face.

“Well, that works.” A happy smile was on Damon’s face as he handed the Staff to Lorelai, who upon receiving, had an epiphanous experience, though Damon was focused on the other items.

As he thought it, the three enormous capsules were in his hand. And without a single thought, he swallowed them.

Damon was straining his form as much as he could, grabbing Lorelai as gently as he could, setting her gently to the side, before he began spasming on his throne, before he threw himself to the ground, seizing from the immense changes his Stats had undergone from the levels.

As he was shaking on the ground, frightening the only conscious wife he had present, though what calmed her down was the apparent growth overcoming his form. He’d clearly consumed the capsules for the visible improvements she could see, and even the ones she could only sense, though many alterations were beyond her visions.

Unbeknownst to her, Damon was NOT expecting the sheer pain that he experienced from the capsules, though after a bloody cough, he was fine, and looking at his Stat Screen, he was far past being just FINE.

And beyond all that, his Title Heroic Demi-God had progressed once again, drawing his physical stats to their current limits, apparently. Though, his charisma had increased, for some reason, as well, which confused him.

But what truly devastated him was his libido. Why did it go down? Why is it trying to make me less active already? Why’s it taking it away? Damon was near tears, before a new popup drew his attention.

As Damon was peeling his strained form from the floor, dragging himself to his feet, he resolved himself to drink it later.

As he finally stood upright, he noticed his form had significantly increased in size. EVERYWHERE, he noticed, as he felt around his newly improved body, drawing an embarrassed blush to Lorelai’s face.

Aside from the massive difference to his Stat Screen, he was surprised by his race and class.

He was now a Greater Demi-Dragon, as well as a Demi-God Dragon King. Uhhh, how? “I’m a real Demi-God now?” As he was bracing his form, he felt the changes in his body, but beyond that, he felt an abyssal presence in mind, though it wasn’t a violent or oppressive void, but a comforting emptiness, gleaning onto him endless wonders, as his golden eyes shone a resplendent beam of the welcoming void.

And, from nothing, Damon grabbed the new Aviators he’d obtained, placing them on to his face, blocking the infinite abyss from shining its lightless beam, and along with that use, he felt the shades provided him another form of petrification.

“That’s cool, I guess.” Damon wasn’t too impressed, as he walked back to his throne, taking his cushioned seat, noticing the absence of Ember, but the grip of exhaustion from the massive alterations made to his form, as the calmed Lorelai climbed atop his lap, and began exploring one of the new extensions made to his body, to which he most certainly did not protest.