With the last crack of thunder in the sky dying, and the clouds slowly dispersing, Jack approached the body and took a look at it, as well... He knew what he had done, even peeked at the corpse, but this would be his first good look at it as well.

With the soul jar being held out by him, his gaze fell upon the body of Joan.

What surprised Joan, and her to continuously question how this was possible is that... This was her original body!

This was her body she had before she died! It was here!?

[How did my God-King get my body!? I know for a fact right before death, I struggled for control and tore it apart!!! So... How??!?] Joan continuously went back over the hazy memories of her past in her mind.

While Joan was raving in her mind, Jack took the time to look at his spoil. It was a female body for obvious reasons in Jack's opinion. It was a zombie undead body, with the exception of her left arm being a pure skeletal arm. Her soon to be body again, had a slit on its throat, as if someone tried to cut off her head. Joan's body was average height, about the same as Leslie, but the body was very muscular. He could see well-defined muscles all over the body, with a well-toned skin color that paled, now giving it a pale wheat color, but what drew Jack's attention first was the hair.

Her body had a head of snakes... Dead snakes, but snakes never the less...

[A gorgon?] Jack remembered Medusa and her sisters in his last life... This was clearly a gorgon-like one of the many creatures he fought or allied within games he used to play... Usually allied with. Jack never expected to see a different species of zombie. He had seen undead in all shapes and sizes, but they all looked to be pure human... Or were...

"Say, Joan?"

"Y-yes, my God-King?" Joan was interrupted from her disbelief... This was her body just as she had received it when she was eighteen that year, she received her coming of age ceremony! Its right ear was still intact!!!

"This body... Is a gorgon's?" Jack asked questioningly.

"...Yes... My body is the Legendary Gorgon Corpse Body... This... This is my true body. ...How did you do it?" Joan asked again.

"God-King," Jack repeated again, as he was too lazy to explain the theory, or now that he confirmed, the knowledge of the multiverse or parallel worlds. In fact, he tried not to think too much about it.

Joan kept quiet, as it seemed her God-King didn't want to say. She knew he prepared the ritual, and that he personally went through a portal, and dragged her treasured body back...

[Did he go back in time?!?] Joan wondered to herself, and was that even possible?

"Spellcraft reconfiguration complete! Ready for the Creator's review!" Tux sounded behind Jack.

Jack walked back to his laptop and read the Spellcraft on the screen.

[Yeah... This makes too much sense... I'm a moron. Haaaa~ Guess I'll have to check on Michael's sister. I know Jordan is a lost cause.] Jack thought to himself, as he turned to walk back to Joan's body, with Joan's soul jar still in hand.

Jack held Joan's Jar out, in front of him as he spoke, "Are you ready, Joan?"

"Yes, my God-King!" Joan spoke happily with her rough voice.

Jack hummed the newly improved hymn, "Xoleix!"

A radiance surrounded Jack and the soul jar, as from the gold light sprang two of Jack's Angel of Death Cherubs.

Jack watched as one took off the gold chains that bound and sealed the Jar, and the second cherub stuck it's radiant chibi skeletal hand into the jar. With light, it wrapped the soul of Joan in transparent gold light, as it pulled her soul out of the Jar.

The jar fell to the ground, as the second cherub flew over to help wrap the soul in the light.

They both carried her soul to the gorgon's body. Jack saw the two cherubs carefully drift to the chest of the body, and with another flash, he saw them inject the soul into it.

After completing this task, the two Cherubs dissolved into pure light and vanished.

Jack walked closer to look at the body of Joan on the cold ground, as he patiently waited for her to come to...

The snakes that made up Joan's locks of hair began to wiggle, as Jack heard some of them hiss, and saw a few of them blink their white eyes. Joan's closed eyes fluttered slightly, as they, too, opened. She no longer had to rely on undead vision, and just like the first time all those years ago... She was looking out of her own eyes. She sat up and looked at her body again.

She used her right hand to reach over and check her left skeletal arm, as she traced the bones from her left shoulder to her hand.

[It's exactly the same.] She continued to check her body, scrutinizing every part of herself. She even groped her own bosom to see if they felt the same as she remembered, teasing them slightly.

As Jack watched Joan feel herself, he finally realized that she was completely nude. Before when it was a corpse, he didn't think much of it, but now he felt that maybe he shouldn't be looking at her for privacy reasons.

[I should have brought something for her to wear...] Jack felt slightly dumb, but he never stopped to think if he would need clothes. He never thought the Plane of Death would be without clothes...

[Lucius.]

[My lord?]

[I've completed the ritual, and Joan has a body.] Jack replied.

[As expected of my Lord.]

[She needs some clothes to wear, and I need someone to transport a second corpse as well.]

[A second corpse vessel?] Lucius asked.

[Corpse vessel?]

[Ah, well... Corpse vessels are what the majority call corpses that are for the purpose of inhabiting, whereas Corpses that have had their soul container's broken are just that... True Corpses or simply Corpses.]

[Oh... Thanks for clarifying that for me, Lucius.]

[No problem, my Lord. I will have servants to your location shortly.]

[Thank you again, Lucius.]

[Of course, my Lord.]

Jack finished mentally messaging Lucius, to look over to Joan to see she was still checking her body, as he spoke, "Joan, how long are you going to be playing with yourself? Let's get you something to wear."

The snakes of Joan's head looked up at Jack, as a few of them licked the air, as she spoke, "Oh... I guess you're right. Well, only you and the vampire are here. I don't care if she sees me, and you... You're my God-King, besides retrieving this body from beyond this world; it's not like you haven't seen all of it, already. I have no sacred place that can't be seen by you."

[Can she see through the snakes on her head?] Jack thought to himself, as Joan got to her feet, though she was a bit wobbly.

Jack reached out to help her get steady on her feet. Joan appreciated her God-King for helping her even stand and preferred the Current ruler of the kingdom. She remembered the previous Holy Witch King. She didn't know how many had come and gone since she was brought back, but she knew the one she served was a cold ruler. It wasn't that he was mean, evil, or unjust... He was simply uncaring, and indifferent. His methods were considered gentle, but with his indifferent attitude, Joan felt that her Holy Witch King she served at that time was a cold bastard, an opinion that she kept to herself.

"Let's see my other spoil," Jack spoke, as he helped Joan take her first steps in a long time. Eris had now also approached, as she saw the close actions between this newly revived undead, she spoke... "My god?"

Jack had grown accustomed to being called such, and didn't change her way of referring to him, "Hmmm?"

"Is this your wife or concubine?" Eris tilted her head.

"..." Jack understood she was nuts but didn't know how she came to this conclusion.

Joan began laughing while trying not to fall down.

As Jack was about to speak, Joan leaned into Jack and used her right hand to seductively rub the side of his face, placing his skeletal arm between her mounds on her chest, "So, what if I am either? What does that mean to you?"

A funny look flashed across Eris' eyes, as Jack noticed.

"Princess... Eris..." Jack said sternly, as his flaming eyes crackled.

The strange gaze Eris used faded quickly, as she looked into those flaming eyes.

"Remember what I said... Or do you wish for me to return your heart?"

Eris tucked her chin, and looked down, as if she was scolded like a bad child, "I apologize, my god."

Jack nodded, as his gaze turned back to Joan, "And you... Don't antagonize her."

Joan released Jack from her embrace, and stood uneasily to his side with his help, "I'm sorry little Vampire, but you're such an easy target. If you want a piece of advice from this Auntie, then you need to stop pretending." Joan looked deeply at Eris with her shiny black eyes, and a head full of snakes that all looked deeply at Eris.

Eris swallowed hard, as she stepped to the side and let them approach the second Corpse.

Jack looked upon the second Corpse vessel, as defined by Lucius, that he brought back with him on a whim... A whim for Emily.

"My God-King, you also brought this with you?" Joan's rough voice sounded beside Jack. Jack looked up to see her profile and the line on her throat.

[Is her voice rough because her throat is slit? Then why does her voice sound rough without her body?] Jack thought to himself, as he looked back down to the Corpse vessel.

"Yes. This will be for my second Consort, Emily."

"How did your second Consort lose her body? Assassins?" Joan questioned.

"Ah? She has a bit of a special situation..." Jack spoke after a moment of thought.

"Oh, okay." Joan didn't press to know, as she only asked out of curiosity... It wasn't good for a tool to ask too many questions. She believed that if her God-King wanted her to know, he would tell her.