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Mjolnir had been getting closer to Nicholas' form, which hovered above Babylon, sending rays of light searing down upon the rooftop. He was determined to get a good hit in to the bastard who had tried to murder his best friend, and had succeeded in killing Aeron. Safe Haven had come far and Mjolnir had to give them credit. They were stronger than they looked, and he was admittedly impressed.
As he drew closer to Nicholas' form, a beam of light came surging toward him. Before he could dodge, the light engulfed him, and the titan could feel his body changing. His armor felt heavier, and Nicholas and the battlefield suddenly seemed much, much bigger.
Additionally, he had four legs.
The skeletal armor Mjolnir had donned clattered to the floor around him, and the tom whipped his head around. His helmet had fallen and bounced away a few feet, and his spiked shoulder guards rolled away. He stood within his rib cage chest guard, looking at the battle around him. "Wh..." He mumbled, hesitating to look at his youthful form. He'd... turned back into a kitten. A kitten. Is this the best he can do!? Turns us into kits!? Fur fluffing up indignantly, the smaller Mjolnir let out a loud cry of anger. His voice was boyish and higher pitched than his normal gravelly tone, and he glared daggers up at the Lightbringer. Oh, how he'd flay him for this!
Another beam came streaking toward him, and this time, he felt heat radiating off of it. Cats surged around him, and Mjolnir knew that if he stayed put he'd be crushed or burned to death. With his short fluffy tail streaming out behind him, and tripping over his overly-large collar, Mjolnir streaked off to avoid being trampled-- or worse.

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Edit: I just realized that I forgot the other side of his armor and I'm going to throw myself into the sun.

Good thing it only lasts thirty seconds, right, buddy? Ahaha... ha....

I got tired of drawing Mjolnir's armor so making him turn into a kitten with Nicholas' Memory Magic Age Reversal ability seemed like a good way to put it aside for now without destroying it. And hey, if any small apprentice character wants, they could use his spiked shoulder guards as a helmet. Seriously. I'm not joking. Do it if you want. There are two. He might not be too happy about it, but hey, you do what you gotta do to survive when fighting an angry God.
He's a big kitten. As high as Skinner's chest, maybe? I'm not too sure atm. Big adult, big baby.

Mjolnir and art belong to me.
Please do NOT copy/trace/steal! You are not authorized to use this work without my permission. Thanks!

Description

Mjolnir had been getting closer to Nicholas' form, which hovered above Babylon, sending rays of light searing down upon the rooftop. He was determined to get a good hit in to the bastard who had tried to murder his best friend, and had succeeded in killing Aeron. Safe Haven had come far and Mjolnir had to give them credit. They were stronger than they looked, and he was admittedly impressed.
As he drew closer to Nicholas' form, a beam of light came surging toward him. Before he could dodge, the light engulfed him, and the titan could feel his body changing. His armor felt heavier, and Nicholas and the battlefield suddenly seemed much, much bigger.
Additionally, he had four legs.
The skeletal armor Mjolnir had donned clattered to the floor around him, and the tom whipped his head around. His helmet had fallen and bounced away a few feet, and his spiked shoulder guards rolled away. He stood within his rib cage chest guard, looking at the battle around him. "Wh..." He mumbled, hesitating to look at his youthful form. He'd... turned back into a kitten. A kitten. Is this the best he can do!? Turns us into kits!? Fur fluffing up indignantly, the smaller Mjolnir let out a loud cry of anger. His voice was boyish and higher pitched than his normal gravelly tone, and he glared daggers up at the Lightbringer. Oh, how he'd flay him for this!
Another beam came streaking toward him, and this time, he felt heat radiating off of it. Cats surged around him, and Mjolnir knew that if he stayed put he'd be crushed or burned to death. With his short fluffy tail streaming out behind him, and tripping over his overly-large collar, Mjolnir streaked off to avoid being trampled-- or worse.

--

Edit: I just realized that I forgot the other side of his armor and I'm going to throw myself into the sun.

Good thing it only lasts thirty seconds, right, buddy? Ahaha... ha....

I got tired of drawing Mjolnir's armor so making him turn into a kitten with Nicholas' Memory Magic Age Reversal ability seemed like a good way to put it aside for now without destroying it. And hey, if any small apprentice character wants, they could use his spiked shoulder guards as a helmet. Seriously. I'm not joking. Do it if you want. There are two. He might not be too happy about it, but hey, you do what you gotta do to survive when fighting an angry God.
He's a big kitten. As high as Skinner's chest, maybe? I'm not too sure atm. Big adult, big baby.

Mjolnir and art belong to me.
Please do NOT copy/trace/steal! You are not authorized to use this work without my permission. Thanks!