Power of Creation

“That is a shame.” The princess shakes her head.

She is dressed in clothing I have made for her with another spell. Rather than restoring her to the original dress, I have dressed her in a sexy outfit. It is exactly to my tastes, accentuating her body in exactly the way I like. She is very hot in that outfit, but it does embarrass her a little, being something unlike what she is used to wearing.

As I admired her body, enhanced by my magic and dressed in my ideal outfit, she is looking over at the corpse of the dragon which I had abandoned the previous night in order for us to enjoy each other.

“Ah, should I have not killed the dragon?” I ask.

“They’re just very rare. It’s said that dragons imprinted themselves on the heroes of old. At least, that’s what I read in one of my books. Stories were all I had when I grew up under my father’s oppression.”

“Is that so?” I consider the waste myself.

A pet dragon certainly sounds a lot cooler than a dead dragon. However, there is no such thing as bringing back the dead. Unless… I could make any magic I wanted. Was a resurrection spell that could bring the dragon back to life possible? However, I didn’t want some animal-like dragon pet. It needed to be smart, and cute, and even though I wanted to ride it, I also wanted it to be small enough that I could bring it along with me.

As soon as the thoughts are pieced together, a brilliant light shoots out and explodes on the dragon. This magic seems to be a bit tougher even with my enhanced hero mana as I actually feel slightly winded by the time it is finished. However, the spell seems to cast successfully. The entire dragon is consumed in white light, and then it starts to shrink. It keeps on shrinking until the glowing turns into the form of a small person.

As the light fades, there is a little girl curled up. She looks to be asleep,

“Wh-wh-what did hero do!” Ariel exclaims in surprise.

“Ah, well, I brought the dragon back to life, but she appears to be a loli.”

“A loli? She looks about 12… i-i-is that what hero likes?” She touches her size F boobs, which thanks to my magic seem to defy gravity in their own pertness.

“If I’m going to have a harem, I have to keep things varied.” I explain.

“A harem? What’s a harem?”

“When one guy takes care of many women, and they all live with and service him, that’s a harem.”

Ariel puts on a hurt look. “A-am I not enough?”

I shake my head. “You’re great, princess, but you already want me to educate your mom. Do you think it’s fair that only the two of you get to be taught by the hero?”

Ariel thinks about it for a moment before her eyes brighten. “I guess not. Hero is so smart!”

I cross my arms and nod, “Yup, I don’t know how many girls there will be in the end, but I promise I’ll make you all happy.”

Ariel blushes. “I’m already happy as long as I can stay with Hero, but I’m not against sharing.”

I nod again to myself this time, finally deciding what I plan to do in this new world. I’ll create a harem just like I always read about. I’ll conquer girls of every shape and size. And if the species I want doesn’t exist, I’ll just create them!

Speaking of which, my loli dragon is starting to wake up.