๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐: ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐จ๐ ๐ ๐๐ญ๐ (4)
Colony’s top floor.
Here, a morpho variant of Mind Repeater resembling a giant germ was stationed. Mind Repeaters were now deployed not only in space but also on celestial bodies.
“Master . . . You don’t look well . . .”
Kreion rested his head on Ludwig’s tail and was reminiscing about the memories he had with Nazar. A body that did not require sleep meant his consciousness was always awake, so in order to maintain control of the swarm, he sometimes needed to restore his psychic powers.
“I left that child behind.”
“Wasn’t it an unavoidable situation? . . . Nazar would have fought to the death, considering his sacrifice as an honor . . .”
“I know. I’m just wondering if there was another way.”
Though Kreion spoke so calmly, Ludwig could see right through his sense of loss.
Thus, he decided to change the topic.
“The two of them have awoken from the evolution chamber . . . . They’ve just finished speaking with Gnox, and are now heading for the throne room . . .”
Out of the seven human resources rescued by the Darwin Foundation, Gnox, Vatory had woken up, leaving five more.
Two of them had completed their brain downloads and enhancements at the evolution chamber.
“How about welcoming the new subordinates who have been reborn as the Chimeraz . . . ?”
“Subordinates? Those two who just woke up decided to follow me?”
Hssss . . . .
Ludwig brought his head in front of Kreion’s face and blinked his red, single eye. Through his shining iris, tens of thousands of swarming spirits could be vaguely seen.
“Yes . . . . That’s why we fully evolved the two of them into the Chimeraz. Although, we don’t know why they decided to join us . . .”
A moment later, Kreion ascended to the throne room along with Ludwig.
The two who had just awakened were looking at Gats and the Elites with curious eyes.
The guard captain, Gats, was talking with the two of them, but when he saw Kreion coming up, he returned to his spot and stood still like a stone statue.
Kreion then silently passed by everyone else and sat down on the throne. Ludwig stood next to him.
“The ruler of the Chimeraz species and our master . . . . Kemet Agele Kreion . . . . The two of you who have awakened, please come forward . . .”
Kreion looked at the two who had approached the throne and recalled the information on them.
The one on the left was a man of average build with curly brown hair and brown eyes. His expression was generally bright, so his personality seemed lively.
“Addmoon. 23 years old. Specialization in transformation and chemistry.”
“It’s an honor to meet you, Kreion-nim!”
“Transformation and chemistry specialization? That’s the first time I’ve heard of those. What are your abilities?”
“I can manipulate the molecular structure of compounds. Among them, I can synthesize powerful acidic substances through various elements. I used to weaponize them.”
“Gnox must have shown you Puker’s digestive fluids.”
“The method of using microorganisms to reduce acidic substances into elements seems to be possible because of the Chimeraz. I learned a lot thanks to that.”
“Then, including me, Puker, Anima, and you, there are four of us in our species who can now freely manipulate powerful acidic substances.”
“Yes! Haha.”
Kreion’s jaw tightened as he gave him a suspicious look.
“Are you normally that optimistic?”
“Yes?”
“Usually, when children wake up in this colony and encounter us, they generally react in one of two ways. They either become fearful or confused. It hasn’t been long since you made the choice to join our species, so I’m just asking if you’re not worried.”
“Ah, that’s what you meant . . . . It’s not like that.”
Addmoon’s smile seemed to turn a little bitter.
“Let me tell you about my transformation specialization ability.”
“Yes.”
Addmoon revealed to Kreion the painful past he kept in his memories. Although, they might not have been actual events.
Addmoon, who was originally human, was a human resource and served as a bioweapon when he was active. Among the human resources, they called him ‘the sole bioweapon.’
Normally, each human resource had a special technique, weapon, or ability. However, Addmoon had none of those, and instead, he used his own body as a weapon from the very beginning.
Addmoon created various lethal compounds within his body, and fought using his body and a connected injector.
And during extreme situations in the middle of an operation, he sometimes needed a stronger power to survive. At those times, Addmoon would absorb living or dead things around him, transforming into a giant monster and fighting.
In fact, the word ‘fighting’ was an understatement; it was said that when Addmoon transformed into a monster, he would lose his mind and attack everything he saw around him.
In order to overcome crises on the battlefield, he would often kill and absorb even his nearby allies, or he would receive orders to transform using the bodies of his fallen allies.
In the end, aside from his chemical abilities, Addmoon’s transformation ability became a cursed, desperate weapon.
Addmoon’s allies or the humans around him secretly treated him as a monster.
However, even though he knew how he was being treated, he always smiled in order to pretend that he didn’t.
“. . . That’s why I’m so satisfied now that I’ve joined the Chimeraz. I sincerely thank Kreion-nim for saving me from my cursed life.”
Kreion responded as if it was nothing.
“If you ever find yourself in a situation where you transform into a monster, you won’t lose your mind. Unlike before, that is.”
At his assurance, Addmoon held his breath without even realizing it.
“You’re not a monster, you’re a Chimeraz. It doesn’t matter what form you take. At least in this world.”
“. . . Thank you for accepting me into this world.”
“That expression is the real you. You don’t have to force a smile anymore.”
“Understood, Kreion.”
Only then did Addmoon show his genuine smile.
Next was the girl with faded blond hair standing to Addmoon’s left. She had medium-length hair, dark shadows under her eyes, and her irises were silvery-white, as if they contained mercury.
‘Yiel. 17 years old. No special abilities, but there’s a note saying she’s a test subject.’
“What are you?”
“I wasn’t able to fight on the battlefield like the others. I can’t even walk properly without someone’s help . . . . I’ve always lived in a laboratory.”
“Do you have an incurable disease?”
“My eyes are strange.”
You could tell just by looking at her. Her pupils were like mercury in egg whites.
“They call it primitive eyes. It’s much more serious than normal primitive eyes, so I can barely see things that are close, but I can see things that are very far away unusually well.”
“It should have been possible to fix that? Didn’t you try putting in new eyes or using cybernetics?”
“I did . . . . But they said there was a problem with my brain receiving things that are close. No one could figure out why I was born with this body . . . . The same goes for a cure.”
It was very strange to call it primitive eyes. The root cause of such eyes also seemed to be in the brain, not the eyes.
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