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Django sighed heavily as he sat in San Miguel’s inn, throwing the green apple from his inventory up and down a few times before taking a bite out of it. It had been a year since he had defeated Vanargand, and everything seemed to be back to normal. He had nothing to complain about, as the occasional vampire was no problem, and after the few years he had recently had, he was ok with the peace and quiet. It was hard being a Solar Boy, a defeater of vampires and monsters of all kinds. He wielded the Gun De Sol, a weapon made specifically for storing and firing pure solar energy, made for monster fighting. While it would never function to 100% capabilities again, still packed a punch. He wore the gauntlet Sol De Vice, which allowed him to imbue the power of the elements into his weaponry. He had defeated his brother Sabata, the wielder of the Gun De Hell, and together they had defeated their aunt, the Queen of Darkness, Hel. He had stopped Jormungandr, the Ancestor Piece and an Eternal, from devouring the whole of life and undead. Sure, it was only sealed away again, as Jormungandr was a creature of not life, undead, or death. It simply WAS, and nothing would ever truly end it’s existence.

Django couldn’t help but touch his teeth as he thought about those events. During the ordeal that led up to Jormungandr being released, his father, who had been turned into a vampire, had bitten him. Having cured himself of the permanent vampiric state, Django now had a newfound strength in the ability to turn into a vampire at will. The form, named Dark Django, allowed him to turn into a mouse and sneak around, fly over pits as a bat, and even heal himself by biting and drinking the blood of even the undead.

And then he had to fight his brother again, who had become a puppet in a scheme to unleash another Eternal, the Beast of Destruction Vanargand. And while he was able to seal that creature away again, he had almost lost his brother and master in the aftermath. Still, he had learned during that ordeal to fuse with this master, the will of the sun itself Otenko, to turn into Sol Django. Being Sol Django allowed him to attack his enemies with melee attacks, many of which were super powerful thanks to their solar traits. Sure, it had limited his ability to use his vampiric abilities, but with both powers on his side in any form, he had defeated every enemy that had come his way. The world seemed to be saved from all major problems, as far as he could tell.

He sighed again, thinking about the adventures and missing them. Even with the occasional lone vampire trying to start a fight, it never ended well for them. It was nice to see how big the world was, though. He was the Solar Boy who did it all. He had travelled to the moon. He had defeated two separate Eternals. He had even found out about other worlds, helping a strange creature named MegaMan.EXE defeat his world’s vampire, another creature named ShadeMan.EXE. Still…

Was it bad that he wanted another challenger to disturb the peace?

In his castle Zeltzereich, sitting in a vampire head chair and drinking blood from a wine glass, Demitri Maximoff pondered. He was a vampire of high class, a being who roamed once a full moon to feast upon the living of the human world. He had defeated many foes, including a strange being from beyond the stars who had tried so hard to consume the world, as it had many others beforehand. Instead, it had been absorbed by the vampire, giving him more power. Still…he wanted more. He NEEDED more. If he was to return home and challenge that pompous Belial, the man who had banished him in the first place, he would need all the power he could get. He had lost due to his own arrogance and was left to regain his strength. He had lost once, and there would not be a second battle, but instead the pure defeat of his enemies.

Being from one world, and drinking the beings of another, held an advantage in that right. He knew there had to be other worlds out there. He believed in the multiverse theory, and if beings like the alien consumer could come from beyond the stars, then maybe there were others out there that he could convert to his cause. He could think of a few ways to convert them, but either way it would end with the same result. He would make an army of warriors from other realms, or drain them and gain their powers. He had sent minions out to find said people, and they would more than likely come to him.

And then once all that power was his, he would defeat anybody who stood in his way on his quest to become the ruler of the Demon World, Makai. After all, who could stand a chance against a vampire who had consumed a world eater, and had even bested the sun itself in his own right?! It was a slight shield to the sun, but it was a defeat of his other greatest enemy nonetheless. Only a truly powerful hit of pure sunlight could defeat him now, and who would be possible of that?!

As he smiled, he waited patiently for his minions to either fall or succeed. Either way, the heroes and other forces would come to him, and he would gain his army…

Django sighed again as he threw the apple up into the air, but right as he caught it he began to hear screams from outside. Stuffing the apple into his inventory as he ran outside, he could see a figure running after a little girl. The figure looked human, but the moon above and the fangs in his gaping maw said otherwise. It felt like it was supposed to be a vampire to the young Solar Boy, but he had never seen any so plain since his own father. Even then, his father, once a vampire, had the blue skin of the vampire that had bitten him. This human figure was plain-skinned, fangs bared, and Django couldn’t help but wonder where it had come from.

As the vampire locked eyes with the Solar Boy, it changed direction and ran right towards the young boy. In turn, the boy quickly raised the Gun De Sol from it’s holster, and took aim. This being didn’t seem like the vampires he knew. There were no special attacks from it, nor were there any secondary forms. Instead, when he pulled the trigger of the Gun De Sol, a bullet of pure solar energy shot forward, hitting the male vampire right in the chest, and it simply burst into flames.

As the vampire’s corpse fell to the ground, Django couldn’t help but frown. This wasn’t right. Normally the vampires of his world were made out of Dark Matter, with the most powerful of vampires being known as Immortals. It wasn’t just enough to destroy their body, but one also had to destroy the dark matter in their bodies using a device known as the Pile Driver.

As he thought this, Otenko appeared next to Django, looking at the young boy. “What a strange creature that was. It had the fangs of a vampire but no dark matter, and was simply destroyed by the Sol De Gun? It wasn’t anything but a vampire, but they have never acted like this. The only thing I can think of is that we have a situation very much like that ShadeMan.EXE creature. Django, this may have been an attack from another world! We should investigate this, and see if there are more threats!”

Django simply nodded, but first ran over to the little girl that the vampire had been chasing to make sure she was ok. She was a local girl named Violet, and Django noticed as he ran over that her outfit seemed fine. There were no torn parts of her green and white dress, and she didn’t seem to have a scratch on her. Still, as she saw him come closer she stopped, knowing the danger was over. “Django, thank you for saving us! He didn’t hurt me, I promise! See?” She began to tilt her head left and right, her blonde hair swinging back and forth as she revealed her neck and wrists. There were not bite marks, and Django was relieved. Still, where there was one vampire, there would most certainly be others.

Letting Violet run off, Django ran back over to Otenko and gave a thumbs up. Together, they began to search each nook and cranny for some kind of clue. It didn’t take long, nor did they have to go far, to find what they were looking for. A strange, pulsating blood red portal floated a few inches off the ground in an alley between two houses. It seemed more like an eye, staring in from one world into another, and the Solar Boy was quickly stopped by Otenko from raising his weapon. “Now now Django, we have to go through this portal and understand what the threat truly is. If we were to just attack the portal, we would have no idea of the outcome. It could explode, or it could simply close. Even if it did close, what would stop the threat on the other side from opening another one in another part of town? We need to go in and destroy this evil from the source, for both our world and that one. Do not worry though Django, I will be with you!”

Django smiled, watching the solar messenger float into his body as he began to walk toward the portal. He wouldn’t turn into his Sol Trance form until otherwise necessary, but it was good to know that his master was with him.

Hopping through the portal, Django couldn’t help but marvel at the grand state of the room around him. A red carpet covered the floor, with a bat-like symbol stitched into it with gold-like thread, and sat upon the carpet were two tall torches with faces of wolves and monsters. In front of him was a golden coffin, and beyond that, raised up, was a disturbing head-shaped throne. Sat upon the throne was a man in noble garb, a blue and fuchsia suit covered his body, and as he sat up Django couldn’t help but see the boots on the man’s legs. He was built well, and seemed to be a man who knew combat.

As the man walked down the steps and walked over to the other side of the carpet, he couldn’t help but smirk. “A child defeated one of my thralls…how pathetic. And a human no less! Although…” He sniffed the air, and a frown appeared across his face. “Not just a human...there’s something there, familiar and yet not at all like anything from around here. But even then, if you are but a boy and could defeat one of my creatures…”

He smirked, thrusting both of his arms forward, his wrists together as a fireball quickly shot out towards Django. “But can you defeat me?! Prove to me you are a worthy opponent!”

Quickly dodging to the side, Django pulled the Gun De Sol from it’s holster and charged up a shot. Releasing the trigger caused a ball of pure solar energy to hurtle towards Demitri, who jumped into the air and snarled. “A weapon to harness the sun itself, and yet not enough to defeat me! Surely you would be a perfect addition to my army! Now…come with me…”

Landing on the ground, Demitri walked towards the young boy, holding out a rose. Django couldn’t move for some reason, and as the vampire reached the young by he bowed. Before Django had a chance to move, the vampire’s form began to morph in an instant. Where once there was a man in a blue suit, now stood a horrendous demon. It’s wings were as black as the moonless night, and tipped with a single claw each. It’s hands now bore sharpened claws, as did the toes of it’s feet. The fangs growing out of it’s head reminded Django of Jormungdr, and he tried even harder to will his body to move.

Instead, a puff of smoke surrounded him, and in an instance his body was changed. No longer was his sandy blonde hair spiky, but instead flowing down inches past his shoulders. His shorts and uniform were completely gone, replaced with a yellow sundress that clung to his body. Said body had been changed, a pair of B-cups hanging from a female body now was slender but as tall as he had been. The boots he had warn were now white flats, and the Sol De Vice was no longer a gauntlet, but now a golden bracelet around his right wrist. The scarf he had warn, originally a memento from his father, was now a sash around the waist of his dress.

As his eyes looked down in disbelief, his body was picked up by the monstrous form of Demitri. He needed a plan, and fast, but his body still would not move…

Inside of the new feminine body of Django, Otenko knew he had to act. There was only one chance for them to escape a fate worse than death, but he would have to act now. The monster had said that the Gun De Sol hadn’t been enough solar energy to defeat him, but maybe…

Otenko closed his eyes within Django’s new body, and let himself fuse with the boy.

As Demitri began to open his mouth, the girl in his arms instantly changed into a being of humanoid solar energy. Wincing in pain, he let go of her and backed away, whispering. “What is this?!”

Before he could get a chance to recover, he found himself being kicked by a heeled shoe, forcing him down onto the ground. Standing before him, pressing the solar two-inch heel deep into his chest, was the same girl as before. Her dress now had frills on it not unlike the dress of a princess, golden and pulsating with solar energy. An emblem of the sun bore across her chest, and the scarf from before was now a red bow on the back. Green puffed shoulders sprouted arms with golden, solar elbow gloves. A tiara with a horn, still radiating solar energy, adorned her head. She stared down at the vampire, not paying attention to the changes in her own body anymore or the state of her Sol Trance form. All that mattered was that a vampire was weakened, and that she had the power to end it.

Demitri snarled, looking up and grabbed the heeled foot. The pure energy of the sun, this close to him, was starting to burn him. His pride, however, made him yell out. “Do you know who I am?! I am Demitri Maximoff, and no brat is going to defeat me! I have defeated a world devourer, how many have you defeated!?”

Django smiled, holding up her right hand in a “two” gesture before stamping into the vampire’s chest again and again, watching the vampire’s resolve become weaker and waker. With one last stomp, the vampire burst into flames and became nothing more than dust in the wind.

Otenko unfused with the new female Django, looking her over. “That vampire’s power seems to have changed you Django, and I’m not sure if there is any way to change you back…it will be a new thing to get used to, but that’s nothing new to you! Still, are you ok?”

Django gave her master a thumbs up, smiling. If she could handle being a vampire and handle being an embodiment of the sun, then being a female would be easy! Still, she couldn’t help but feel her new curves and blush a bit. This was going to take some getting used to…

Otenko and Django began to explore the castle, defeating lesser vampires as they looked around. More portals existed around the castle, and the new Solar Girl couldn’t help but feel excited. With her Gun De Sol’s holster now attached to the scarf around her waist, and a sword inside of a hilt on the other side, Django couldn’t help but think of herself under a new name. Solar Girl Jane…now that sounded right. And with all these different portals around, there was no mystery to what would be found beyond each one. Other worlds, all part of a multiverse filled with evil that needed to be taken care of. But it didn’t matter to her. She was now Solar Girl Jane, and she was going to be a calamity against all vampires and monsters that would do harm to the world.

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Django sighed heavily as he sat in San Miguel’s inn, throwing the green apple from his inventory up and down a few times before taking a bite out of it. It had been a year since he had defeated Vanargand, and everything seemed to be back to normal. He had nothing to complain about, as the occasional vampire was no problem, and after the few years he had recently had, he was ok with the peace and quiet. It was hard being a Solar Boy, a defeater of vampires and monsters of all kinds. He wielded the Gun De Sol, a weapon made specifically for storing and firing pure solar energy, made for monster fighting. While it would never function to 100% capabilities again, still packed a punch. He wore the gauntlet Sol De Vice, which allowed him to imbue the power of the elements into his weaponry. He had defeated his brother Sabata, the wielder of the Gun De Hell, and together they had defeated their aunt, the Queen of Darkness, Hel. He had stopped Jormungandr, the Ancestor Piece and an Eternal, from devouring the whole of life and undead. Sure, it was only sealed away again, as Jormungandr was a creature of not life, undead, or death. It simply WAS, and nothing would ever truly end it’s existence.

Django couldn’t help but touch his teeth as he thought about those events. During the ordeal that led up to Jormungandr being released, his father, who had been turned into a vampire, had bitten him. Having cured himself of the permanent vampiric state, Django now had a newfound strength in the ability to turn into a vampire at will. The form, named Dark Django, allowed him to turn into a mouse and sneak around, fly over pits as a bat, and even heal himself by biting and drinking the blood of even the undead.

And then he had to fight his brother again, who had become a puppet in a scheme to unleash another Eternal, the Beast of Destruction Vanargand. And while he was able to seal that creature away again, he had almost lost his brother and master in the aftermath. Still, he had learned during that ordeal to fuse with this master, the will of the sun itself Otenko, to turn into Sol Django. Being Sol Django allowed him to attack his enemies with melee attacks, many of which were super powerful thanks to their solar traits. Sure, it had limited his ability to use his vampiric abilities, but with both powers on his side in any form, he had defeated every enemy that had come his way. The world seemed to be saved from all major problems, as far as he could tell.

He sighed again, thinking about the adventures and missing them. Even with the occasional lone vampire trying to start a fight, it never ended well for them. It was nice to see how big the world was, though. He was the Solar Boy who did it all. He had travelled to the moon. He had defeated two separate Eternals. He had even found out about other worlds, helping a strange creature named MegaMan.EXE defeat his world’s vampire, another creature named ShadeMan.EXE. Still…

Was it bad that he wanted another challenger to disturb the peace?

In his castle Zeltzereich, sitting in a vampire head chair and drinking blood from a wine glass, Demitri Maximoff pondered. He was a vampire of high class, a being who roamed once a full moon to feast upon the living of the human world. He had defeated many foes, including a strange being from beyond the stars who had tried so hard to consume the world, as it had many others beforehand. Instead, it had been absorbed by the vampire, giving him more power. Still…he wanted more. He NEEDED more. If he was to return home and challenge that pompous Belial, the man who had banished him in the first place, he would need all the power he could get. He had lost due to his own arrogance and was left to regain his strength. He had lost once, and there would not be a second battle, but instead the pure defeat of his enemies.

Being from one world, and drinking the beings of another, held an advantage in that right. He knew there had to be other worlds out there. He believed in the multiverse theory, and if beings like the alien consumer could come from beyond the stars, then maybe there were others out there that he could convert to his cause. He could think of a few ways to convert them, but either way it would end with the same result. He would make an army of warriors from other realms, or drain them and gain their powers. He had sent minions out to find said people, and they would more than likely come to him.

And then once all that power was his, he would defeat anybody who stood in his way on his quest to become the ruler of the Demon World, Makai. After all, who could stand a chance against a vampire who had consumed a world eater, and had even bested the sun itself in his own right?! It was a slight shield to the sun, but it was a defeat of his other greatest enemy nonetheless. Only a truly powerful hit of pure sunlight could defeat him now, and who would be possible of that?!

As he smiled, he waited patiently for his minions to either fall or succeed. Either way, the heroes and other forces would come to him, and he would gain his army…

Django sighed again as he threw the apple up into the air, but right as he caught it he began to hear screams from outside. Stuffing the apple into his inventory as he ran outside, he could see a figure running after a little girl. The figure looked human, but the moon above and the fangs in his gaping maw said otherwise. It felt like it was supposed to be a vampire to the young Solar Boy, but he had never seen any so plain since his own father. Even then, his father, once a vampire, had the blue skin of the vampire that had bitten him. This human figure was plain-skinned, fangs bared, and Django couldn’t help but wonder where it had come from.

As the vampire locked eyes with the Solar Boy, it changed direction and ran right towards the young boy. In turn, the boy quickly raised the Gun De Sol from it’s holster, and took aim. This being didn’t seem like the vampires he knew. There were no special attacks from it, nor were there any secondary forms. Instead, when he pulled the trigger of the Gun De Sol, a bullet of pure solar energy shot forward, hitting the male vampire right in the chest, and it simply burst into flames.

As the vampire’s corpse fell to the ground, Django couldn’t help but frown. This wasn’t right. Normally the vampires of his world were made out of Dark Matter, with the most powerful of vampires being known as Immortals. It wasn’t just enough to destroy their body, but one also had to destroy the dark matter in their bodies using a device known as the Pile Driver.

As he thought this, Otenko appeared next to Django, looking at the young boy. “What a strange creature that was. It had the fangs of a vampire but no dark matter, and was simply destroyed by the Sol De Gun? It wasn’t anything but a vampire, but they have never acted like this. The only thing I can think of is that we have a situation very much like that ShadeMan.EXE creature. Django, this may have been an attack from another world! We should investigate this, and see if there are more threats!”

Django simply nodded, but first ran over to the little girl that the vampire had been chasing to make sure she was ok. She was a local girl named Violet, and Django noticed as he ran over that her outfit seemed fine. There were no torn parts of her green and white dress, and she didn’t seem to have a scratch on her. Still, as she saw him come closer she stopped, knowing the danger was over. “Django, thank you for saving us! He didn’t hurt me, I promise! See?” She began to tilt her head left and right, her blonde hair swinging back and forth as she revealed her neck and wrists. There were not bite marks, and Django was relieved. Still, where there was one vampire, there would most certainly be others.

Letting Violet run off, Django ran back over to Otenko and gave a thumbs up. Together, they began to search each nook and cranny for some kind of clue. It didn’t take long, nor did they have to go far, to find what they were looking for. A strange, pulsating blood red portal floated a few inches off the ground in an alley between two houses. It seemed more like an eye, staring in from one world into another, and the Solar Boy was quickly stopped by Otenko from raising his weapon. “Now now Django, we have to go through this portal and understand what the threat truly is. If we were to just attack the portal, we would have no idea of the outcome. It could explode, or it could simply close. Even if it did close, what would stop the threat on the other side from opening another one in another part of town? We need to go in and destroy this evil from the source, for both our world and that one. Do not worry though Django, I will be with you!”

Django smiled, watching the solar messenger float into his body as he began to walk toward the portal. He wouldn’t turn into his Sol Trance form until otherwise necessary, but it was good to know that his master was with him.

Hopping through the portal, Django couldn’t help but marvel at the grand state of the room around him. A red carpet covered the floor, with a bat-like symbol stitched into it with gold-like thread, and sat upon the carpet were two tall torches with faces of wolves and monsters. In front of him was a golden coffin, and beyond that, raised up, was a disturbing head-shaped throne. Sat upon the throne was a man in noble garb, a blue and fuchsia suit covered his body, and as he sat up Django couldn’t help but see the boots on the man’s legs. He was built well, and seemed to be a man who knew combat.

As the man walked down the steps and walked over to the other side of the carpet, he couldn’t help but smirk. “A child defeated one of my thralls…how pathetic. And a human no less! Although…” He sniffed the air, and a frown appeared across his face. “Not just a human...there’s something there, familiar and yet not at all like anything from around here. But even then, if you are but a boy and could defeat one of my creatures…”

He smirked, thrusting both of his arms forward, his wrists together as a fireball quickly shot out towards Django. “But can you defeat me?! Prove to me you are a worthy opponent!”

Quickly dodging to the side, Django pulled the Gun De Sol from it’s holster and charged up a shot. Releasing the trigger caused a ball of pure solar energy to hurtle towards Demitri, who jumped into the air and snarled. “A weapon to harness the sun itself, and yet not enough to defeat me! Surely you would be a perfect addition to my army! Now…come with me…”

Landing on the ground, Demitri walked towards the young boy, holding out a rose. Django couldn’t move for some reason, and as the vampire reached the young by he bowed. Before Django had a chance to move, the vampire’s form began to morph in an instant. Where once there was a man in a blue suit, now stood a horrendous demon. It’s wings were as black as the moonless night, and tipped with a single claw each. It’s hands now bore sharpened claws, as did the toes of it’s feet. The fangs growing out of it’s head reminded Django of Jormungdr, and he tried even harder to will his body to move.

Instead, a puff of smoke surrounded him, and in an instance his body was changed. No longer was his sandy blonde hair spiky, but instead flowing down inches past his shoulders. His shorts and uniform were completely gone, replaced with a yellow sundress that clung to his body. Said body had been changed, a pair of B-cups hanging from a female body now was slender but as tall as he had been. The boots he had warn were now white flats, and the Sol De Vice was no longer a gauntlet, but now a golden bracelet around his right wrist. The scarf he had warn, originally a memento from his father, was now a sash around the waist of his dress.

As his eyes looked down in disbelief, his body was picked up by the monstrous form of Demitri. He needed a plan, and fast, but his body still would not move…

Inside of the new feminine body of Django, Otenko knew he had to act. There was only one chance for them to escape a fate worse than death, but he would have to act now. The monster had said that the Gun De Sol hadn’t been enough solar energy to defeat him, but maybe…

Otenko closed his eyes within Django’s new body, and let himself fuse with the boy.

As Demitri began to open his mouth, the girl in his arms instantly changed into a being of humanoid solar energy. Wincing in pain, he let go of her and backed away, whispering. “What is this?!”

Before he could get a chance to recover, he found himself being kicked by a heeled shoe, forcing him down onto the ground. Standing before him, pressing the solar two-inch heel deep into his chest, was the same girl as before. Her dress now had frills on it not unlike the dress of a princess, golden and pulsating with solar energy. An emblem of the sun bore across her chest, and the scarf from before was now a red bow on the back. Green puffed shoulders sprouted arms with golden, solar elbow gloves. A tiara with a horn, still radiating solar energy, adorned her head. She stared down at the vampire, not paying attention to the changes in her own body anymore or the state of her Sol Trance form. All that mattered was that a vampire was weakened, and that she had the power to end it.

Demitri snarled, looking up and grabbed the heeled foot. The pure energy of the sun, this close to him, was starting to burn him. His pride, however, made him yell out. “Do you know who I am?! I am Demitri Maximoff, and no brat is going to defeat me! I have defeated a world devourer, how many have you defeated!?”

Django smiled, holding up her right hand in a “two” gesture before stamping into the vampire’s chest again and again, watching the vampire’s resolve become weaker and waker. With one last stomp, the vampire burst into flames and became nothing more than dust in the wind.

Otenko unfused with the new female Django, looking her over. “That vampire’s power seems to have changed you Django, and I’m not sure if there is any way to change you back…it will be a new thing to get used to, but that’s nothing new to you! Still, are you ok?”

Django gave her master a thumbs up, smiling. If she could handle being a vampire and handle being an embodiment of the sun, then being a female would be easy! Still, she couldn’t help but feel her new curves and blush a bit. This was going to take some getting used to…

Otenko and Django began to explore the castle, defeating lesser vampires as they looked around. More portals existed around the castle, and the new Solar Girl couldn’t help but feel excited. With her Gun De Sol’s holster now attached to the scarf around her waist, and a sword inside of a hilt on the other side, Django couldn’t help but think of herself under a new name. Solar Girl Jane…now that sounded right. And with all these different portals around, there was no mystery to what would be found beyond each one. Other worlds, all part of a multiverse filled with evil that needed to be taken care of. But it didn’t matter to her. She was now Solar Girl Jane, and she was going to be a calamity against all vampires and monsters that would do harm to the world.