Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

The will to seam one's being allowed Black Flame to continually shift through various forms.

Seaming a demon king-level being caused his true body to suffer incessantly. The scorching of Black Flame seemed to reach directly to the soul.

Every soul stitched into the body issued agonizing wails.

Even though Seamer had completely mastered Black Flame, the pain was only diminished, not entirely relieved.

Black Flame was exceptionally special.

In the past, Seamer had no opportunity to seam.

Because among the Flame Demon Clan, if the fire's level did not reach that of Black Flame, seaming would be meaningless even if done.

Facing the advent of Black Flame, Seamer simply couldn't resist.

His avatars were killed off one by one, and indeed, there was an element of strategy and suspicion of acting involved in it.

But even if Seamer didn't want to act, the outcome would not change much.

The so-called strategy was merely something used out of necessity due to a vast disparity in strength.

Seaming a demon king-level existence, even employing Seamer's own body, caused Seamer to consume a significant amount of resources he had seamed in the past.

To understand Seamer's combat strategy, and why he acted as he did, one must start from Seamer himself.

Seamer possessed a multitude of abilities, continuously stitching other beings into his body to acquire their powers; this was Seamer's "growth."

But initially, on Seamer's body, to the left of the waist was firewood, and to the right Hello Kitty. On his back were the sturdy kirin arms of a vagabond.

And in the place of his shoulders, were his parents.

Of course, this was what Seamer looked like when he gained the name "Demon Lord."

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Before Seamer acquired this title, before his first seaming, he once lived "normally."

The first few humans Seamer seamed were his own parents.

Just as Zhou Baiyu saw in Seamer's memories, Seamer had seamed his own parents.

But these were not his biological parents, just a couple who had once taken care of Seamer.

When they discovered Seamer's vile behavior, his penchant for joining together the corpses of cats and dogs, their disgust towards Seamer became unmasked.

Though adopting Seamer was originally for the sake of having an extra pair of hands to work, and—a slot for refuge shelter resources.

In the days when the apocalypse descended, humans established refuges. The place where Zhou Baiyu met Bai Ling was one such human refuge.

And within these refuges, food was distributed based on the size of each family. Homes with children received extra care.

Because the future of humanity ultimately lay with the young and the children.

Seamer was frail as a child.

Because his adoptive parents used him only to get food rations, he barely got to eat a few bites himself.

But his foster parents would still gaslight Seamer, making him believe he was needed.

Occasionally, they would also let Seamer be aware of their "great kindness and great favor."

"Except for us, no one would adopt you, you dog's bastard. You must be grateful to us, understand?"

Seamer nodded like a wild dog that had been adopted.

In short, Seamer was never full, so when hungry, he could only rummage near garbage bins.

The structure of human society is forever thus, those in drought die from dryness, those in flood perish from inundation.

Even in the post-apocalyptic world, there was always resource allocation, and whenever resources were involved, there would certainly be those who exploited power for personal gain.

Some, due to hunger, decided to use children to scam for food rations.

Others had more food than they could eat and threw it into the trash.

The garbage bins sustained many a vagrant, as well as animals that only dared to emerge at night.

But no one dared to harbor any dissatisfaction with such a system.

After all—everyone feared being cast out of the refuge.

At that time, Seamer hadn't become as perverse as he was now.

He simply, along with the awakening of his abilities, had a very strong desire to stitch and piece together various things.

But earlier on, Seamer had not genuinely performed any seaming. Or rather, had not sewn onto himself.

He merely experimented with corpses.

Stitching the head of a cat onto the body of a dog, or the head of a vagrant onto the body of a cat.

Initially, Seamer wasn't strong, and he often got beaten up by vagrants while rummaging through the bins.

But Seamer always survived.

One day, battered with injuries and scolded by his parents at home, by the next day he had already significantly recovered.

No one noticed Seamer's bizarre self-healing ability.

Seamer himself paid it no mind either, his thoughts always on—how to fill his stomach.

Then, during one unexpected brawl… Seamer discovered something.

When he was beaten to a bloody pulp, with a swollen nose and spitting blood, he suddenly realized... his blood had thickened and started to move on its own.

His body also seemed to undergo some kind of metamorphosis, like sticky rice cake.

The vagrants screamed in terror, for Seamer was melting like chocolate under the scorching sun…

Just as Seamer was about to be brutally killed by the vagrants, he finally activated his second ability—Seam.

Seam was to devour, to merge everything with oneself.

In this process, Seamer was almost in a state of physical immunity, with a body boasting significant—permeation capability.

His blood, his body, clung to the vagrants like some sort of liquid substance.

At that moment, Seamer felt as if he and the vagrant had become one.

This was Seamer's first seaming.

This wonderful sensation was thoroughly ingrained in the innately talented Seamer.

He quickly mastered the use of this ability.

Nobody knew that in the refuge of the past Linqiang City, within an alley piled with garbage…