Mark woke up feeling something warm and fluffy against his body. Groggily, he turned on the bedside lamp, only to discover another Enforcer lying beside him—this one with green feathers that faded into pink at the ends. His eyes widened, and panic immediately set in.
“KATIE!!!” he yelled, scrambling back, his heart racing.
Katie walked into the room, her silver eyes taking in the scene without much surprise. “Sloth,” she said with a resigned sigh, “may I ask why you're here?”
“Sloth?” Mark echoed, bewildered.
Katie rolled her eyes and explained, “She's a Fragment—one of those working directly under the Almighty. Her power is Temprobend, meaning she can manipulate time. And yes, her name fits.”
Sloth yawned loudly, stretching out like a cat before slowly turning her gaze to Mark. “Don’t be like that, Magfy,” she murmured, her voice languid, “I just came to see the cute little Enforcer that’s been assigned to me.”
“Assigned?!” Mark asked, his confusion deepening.
Sloth giggled lazily, resting her chin on her hand. “I’m your new master, Xeney.” She paused to yawn. “Or… Mistress, if you prefer.”
Mark’s stomach twisted with anxiety as Katie turned and muttered under her breath, “I’ll prepare some coffee.”
“Thank you, dear,” Sloth mumbled, then turned her heavy-lidded eyes back to Mark. “Now, as for you, my darling… I have your first mission.”
“Mission?” Mark blinked, caught off guard.
Sloth yawned again, stretching her arms above her head. “Ma’am is what you’ll call me now. Or Master, if that’s more to your liking…” She trailed off as Katie set a steaming mug of coffee in front of her. Instantly, Sloth perked up, taking a long, satisfied sip. “Ahh, yes. That’s the stuff. Now, where was I…? Right! Your mission, Xeney. Time for you to start embracing your new identity... at school.”
Mark’s already frazzled expression melted into one of pure horror. He remembered what Katie had told him earlier about what it meant to serve an Enforcer Fragment. There was no getting out of this.
“Y-Yes… Ma’am,” he stammered, dread curling in his stomach.
Sloth smiled lazily, clearly pleased with his compliance. “Good to hear, sweetie.” Then, turning to Katie, she added, “Magfy?”
“Yes, Ma’am?” Katie replied, straightening up.
“Pick out something cute for the little lady,” Sloth said with a mischievous giggle, “Something... appropriate for her debut.”
“With pleasure, Ma’am,” Katie replied, her own smirk turning decidedly sadistic as she grabbed Mark by the arm and dragged him toward the bedroom.
“No… wait!” Mark tried to protest, but Katie was already rummaging through the closet, her eyes gleaming with amusement.
“Oh, don’t worry, Xeney. I’ll make sure you look adorable,” Katie teased as she held up a particularly frilly outfit.
Mark’s face turned crimson. "This... can't be happening," he muttered under his breath.
Katie leaned in with a grin. “Oh, it’s happening. And believe me, you’ll own it.”
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Mark lay on the ground, gasping for breath, his body aching from the grueling training. Katie handed him a water bottle, her smirk betraying the humor she found in his struggle.
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Xeney
ParanormalMark, an ordinary teen, stumbles into a realm humans were never meant to enter-a secret market in the heavens. In a careless trade, he sacrifices his gender, waking the next day to a body that's neither male nor female. What he gains, however, is fa...
