"Hey! What did I say about not panicking?" Dave said, folding his tiny arms with an exaggerated pout. Despite his words, his six-year-old form only made him look cuter—his cheeks puffed slightly, eyes narrowed in fake seriousness.
Clint couldn’t help but chuckle. "You look like a chibi ani prince trying to give a lecture."
Even Natasha and Shuri tried (and failed) to suppress a smile at his new, baby-faced scowl.
"Anyway," Dave continued, clearing his throat and looking at his system screen. "Your powers will manifest soon. Try not to freak out."
[ Comncing Fantasy Bind Synchronization... ]
[ Activating Character Morph Protocol... ]
Suddenly, shimring light surrounded each of them—one by one, their forms started to shift.
Bucky was the first.
His black hair turned a pale silver-white, cascading in gentle waves. A bold crimson streak appeared through his bangs, and his dull eyes shimred into a fierce ruby red. His simple clothes were replaced with a flowing, wind-thed outfit: soft, layered fabrics, elegant yet practical.
[ Winter Soldier ➝ Bound to: Kaedehara Kazuha ]
[ Vision: Anemo | Weapon: Sword ]
He looked down at his gloved hands, now slimr and elegant. "I... feel lighter."
Steve followed.
His hair darkened slightly into ash blonde, swept back with effortless grace. His expression sharpened subtly—not unfriendly, just wise and deliberate. A green-thed scholarly cloak wrapped around his form, glinting with intricate patterns of light.
[ Captain Arica ➝ Bound to: Alhaitham ]
[ Vision: Dendro | Weapon: Sword ]
Steve raised an eyebrow, "What... is this outfit? I look like I teach philosophy at a magic university."
Tony’s transformation caused a spark—literally.
His shorter, black hair turned into silken pink-purple locks, cascading to his shoulders. Golden accessories shimred at his collar, and his expression turned sly as a faint smirk ford. A shrine-fox styled noble robe ford around him, mixing elegance with mischief.
[ Iron Man ➝ Bound to: Male Variant - Yae Miko ]
[ Vision: Electro | Weapon: Catalyst ]
Tony blinked, glancing at his reflection in his bracelet. "Am I... hot? Like hot hot? Damn, I even wanna flirt with myself right now."
Bruce was next.
His modest fra glowed red briefly. His hair deepened into a fiery crimson, spiking just enough to match the serious look in his eyes. A dark wine-red coat appeared, laced with gold trim and elegant but formidable. A claymore materialized on his back.
[ Bruce Banner ➝ Bound to: Diluc Ragnvindr ]
[ Vision: Pyro | Weapon: Claymore ]
He looked down at his gloved hands and muttered, "This... is oddly fitting."
Clint Barton (Hawkeye) was enveloped in celestial blue light.
His sandy hair brightened to platinum-blonde, with icy teal eyes. He wore an archer’s elegant ceremonial armor—stylized and otherworldly. A quiver of shining arrows ford on his back, and a silver bow etched with constellations rested at his side.
[ Hawkeye ➝ Bound to: Male Variant - Chascar (Inspired by Electro design) ]
[ Vision: Electro | Weapon: Bow ]
"Alright," Clint said, admiring his bow. "This one I like."
Natasha stepped forward next as a golden shimr wrapped her.
Her red hair remained, but styled into a more elaborate braided crown. Her dress ford into a fashionable yet practical outfit—half geisha, half warrior, with ornate scissors and accessories attached to her belt. It was elegant, dangerous, and beautiful.
[ Black Widow ➝ Bound to: Chiori ]
[ Vision: Geo | Weapon: Sword ]
Natasha raised a brow. "Okay. I’ve never worn anything this... artistic in combat before. But I could get used to this."
Shuri’s change was sudden and graceful.
Her dark curls turned ocean-blue and aqua, forming elaborate twintails. A frilled, theatrical outfit hugged her form, vibrant and noble, adorned with ornants symbolizing judgnt and duality. A Hydro sigil sparkled at her chest.
[ Shuri ➝ Bound to: Furina ]
[ Vision: Hydro | Weapon: Sword (Theatrical Manifestation) ]
Shuri twirled, raising a curious brow. "Do I talk dramatically now too? Because this outfit is extra."
And then, it was Dave’s turn.
The system flashed brilliantly as water and light coalesced around him. His hair elongated into silken silver-blue, swept elegantly back. His outfit ford into layered ceremonial attire—dignified yet efficient, noble yet calm. Twin blades shimred briefly in his hands before disappearing.
[ Dave ➝ Bound to: Kamisato Ayato ]
[ Vision: Hydro | Weapon: Sword ]
He looked at himself and nodded once. "Okay. This... actually fits."
All eight of them now stood in the field—child-sized versions of iconic Genshin characters, but unmistakably still themselves.
Tony was the first to speak, brushing back his long hair with a smirk. "Okay. So... now what?"
Dave grinned. "Now, we explore."
’By the way, System, what will be our Martial Spirits?’ Dave asked as he led the group. Their gait had changed—no longer just a bunch of simple looking kids. They now looked like a group of small prince and princess.
[ Host, the Martial Spirits will be the strongest weapon-type available in the entire server—carefully matched to each character’s abilities and nature. ]
’Huh... I don’t know which weapon is best suitable for each character,’ Dave murmured, slightly surprised. He turned to glance at the others and noticed their weapons were gone. Even their clothing looked more like ordinary villager outfits now.
"Hey, where did our cool clothes and weapons go?" Tony asked, glancing down at his now simple tunic and pants.
"It was just a glimpse," Dave replied calmly. "A preview of the weapons and forms we’ll inherit. You must’ve heard the nas before, right?"
They all nodded slowly.
"Alright then, let’s get moving. There’s a village ahead. We should check out what this place is all about," he said as they started walking toward the path ahead.
As they walked, Bucky suddenly looked thoughtful. "Hey... I think I have new fighting moves in my head."
Tony answered, "That’s normal. When we get powers from soone—whether from another world—it’s like a neural sync. We inherit so of their battle instincts, fighting styles, and even their reflexes."
He gestured with his hands, recalling how it felt when he gained his Turbo Force. "It’s weird at first, but you’ll get used to it."
Others nodded in understanding. Even though they were young again, they didn’t feel helpless—instead, it was as if battle experience had been etched into their muscle mory.
Shuri, walking next to Dave, raised an eyebrow and said playfully, "You really are sothing else, Dave. Getting to travel between worlds and borrowing power systems from different universes. Not even the Panther God could pull off sothing like this."
Dave just shrugged modestly. "Well, it’s Demon Contract magic. It’s extrely rare. I’m just lucky enough to be compatible with it."
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