Chapter 165: Divine beasts

[You just remembered me, didn’t you?]

“Hey, can we postpone it? I want to rest, you know?”

[No, fuck me. You said that was the first thing you’d do when you were done with the goddess].

“But…”

[Come on, quick. I’ve seen you do it for hours, no, for days. Remember that weekend you started Friday night and ended Monday morning? If you didn’t get tired with that, what would]?

“Yeah, that was my biggest record, and I was able to keep going, but Elena knocked me out with George in a sneak attack.”

[Huh? Don’t brag, just give me my own body. I’m already taking a step back and I don’t demand my original body].

“It’s not like you can take it away from me. Haaa… it’s okay, I’m not in my best state, so if you’re reborn as a slime, it’s not my fault.”

[Bastard, make things right. If you reincarnate me as a slime, I’ll crawl up your ass when you sleep].

“Hey, those aren’t words a noble lady would use.”

[Well that’s the result of being tainted by your memories for three years, so get off your ass and reincarnate me.]

“Okay, okay, okay, I’m coming, I want to get wormed too.”

[hey usurper, who are you calling a parasite?]

Without much desire, I walked towards my room. Looks like the day wasn’t over yet. Haaa….

…

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In the last level of William’s legacy vaults, there were ten things, and I kept them all. In the end, the rest of the guys decided to exchange their points for more items from the lower vaults. These ten items were:

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-Divine Beast Egg.

-World Teleportation Scroll X2

-Baluartum Eternum Scroll X3

-Arts of the shining sun

-Breath of the shining sun

-Essence of black hydra blood

-Dimensional Fragment

-Knowledge of Crystal Magic

-Feather of the griffin of the abyss

-Eye of essence

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Leaving aside art and breath, which, who knows how, my alternate self also knew and were among my memories, there were three high level beast materials that were rare and very useful. The two teleportation scrolls would help advance one of my plans.

There were also the three defensive artefact , which will possibly save my life three times, but they are so powerful that it hurts just to think about using them.

The very useful crystal magic is somewhat strong, and my alternate self didn’t know it, or maybe I hadn’t unlocked it yet. There was also the dimensional stone, which is like a storage bag that can hold living things.

It’s a little world unto itself that I can upgrade with time and the right materials. I’ve been fixing it up and improving it to make it my “love nest”. Also, if I keep collecting more materials, I could expand it. Maybe someday I’ll have my own planet-sized dimension all to myself.

Finally, there was the artifact that saved me from a lot of trouble: the Eye of Insight.

It’s a high-level evaluation item used to decipher the functions of artifacts, weapons and armor. In this world, there is no fixed system for rating these objects, unlike in video games.

Obviously, they are not all the same. Strength, power, and other characteristics vary depending on materials, who created them, and other factors. How they are classified varies from place to place; some say things like “this weapon is for someone with seven metamorphoses,” while others say “it’s a level 4 red weapon.”

In others it is simpler, such as “if you feel comfortable it’s for you, if you can’t even use it, it’s not for you”, without classifying them in absolute terms.The Eye of essence does not give specific names for the level and rarity of the weapon such as ’[level 40 legendary weapon]’.

but it helps you understand the materials, the technique it is made of and how much power it can withstand and mainly what its function is for other artefacts and if the weapon has a unique function as well. It is extremely useful in a world where there is no fixed system of categorisation.

All of these objects, which would be considered traps for the start of any game, were meant to be Mirk´s . It was nearly impossible to open the last vault, and even if they managed to do so as we did, they could at most take a single artifact if they were lucky.

I chose the egg so as not to arouse suspicion, even though I knew I would eventually loot everything.

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Finally, I returned to my personal room. I was alone, as I asked Elena and Alice for privacy. I was about to perform a ritual of forbidden magic. “Black magic”.

This type of magic involves spells that manipulate delicate aspects of natural laws or are considered dangerous to Manage. In some places, it is normal; in others, taboo. In the end, it depends on race and custom.

Some consider sacrifices an everyday occurrence, while in this continen they would be penalized. But what I was about to do was an absolute taboo, even on a universal level: a spell involving souls.

The knowledge and runes for this type of magic are only passed down in the darkest corners of the world. Its public knowledge is practically non-existent, and anyone who possesses this magic is hunted.

My generous alternate self, obsessed with regaining his male form, left this knowledge in my memories. A whole branch of useful spells related to souls and their mysteries. Not surprising, considering the level of obsession I had.

Anyway, I’m about to put the original Seraphina’s soul into the divine beast egg. Divine beast eggs are something protected by the world. They can exist for thousands or hundreds of thousands of years without rotting or anything, waiting for the right time and, perhaps, meeting some destined being to hatch.

Until that is decided, they are just infertile eggs and no one could change that. But who am I? I am the master of lust, Fertility Control (B), an ability I have used so much that it rose in rank. Although I’ve never used it for its original purpose, it allows me to impregnate whatever I want whenever I want.

It even allows me to fertilize species with unique reproductions or even those that should not be able to reproduce. For now, I am the only being in existence that can force the birth of a divine beast. Who knew that I would one day use my contraceptive skill to fertilize an egg…?

“Ugh!!!, haaa… Okay, fertilization complete.”

[Hey, was this really necessary, aren’t you fucking kidding me?]

“Shut up!, you should know this was inevitable. You know, I haven’t done manual labor like that in a long time; I had to use my imagination to the fullest. You think I could get turned on by an egg or something?”

[That damned legacy of crap and its methods! What the hell! If it can fertilize everything, why not a method like plants or something like that].

“humm?….Hey, if you think about it, it’s basically the same thing. My sperm is the pollen and the egg…”

[Ya! Enough, let’s get this over with quickly!]

“Hey, you know, I know it’s too late to say this, but now that I think about it, you’re technically going to be my daughter, right?”

[…..]

“So you’ll have to call me ’daddy’ when you come out of the egg.”

[You know, it kind of took away my desire to have a body of my own.]

“Hey, just kidding. Well, we’re lucky it’s a featureless egg. It’s blank. Because it’s forced to hatch, we didn’t give it room to develop a soul. It’s the perfect scenario, so I can modify it and decide what I want it to be.”

Divine beasts, as far as I know, can originate in three main ways.

Interbreeding: Two divine beasts interbreed and have offspring, just like any common creature. Their offspring inherit characteristics from their parents and, if they are of different species, sometimes a strange hybrid emerges, a peculiar mixture that might even give rise to a new species.

Asexual creation: A divine beast sacrifices part of its essence to create life asexually. The result is practically a clone, a replica of the progenitor, although with its own spark of existence.

Spontaneous appearance: The divine beasts simply appear, as if the world had created them from nothing, waiting for the ideal conditions to be born. their form was random but for some reason if they hatched by finding the right person, they assumed a beast form compatible with that person, which is why these eggs are the most coveted and sought after, anytime, anywhere.

It is important to mention that, in both the second and third cases, the process occurs through eggs, even if the resulting creature is a mammal or belongs to another form of reproduction.

In William’s case, his mate came from the second category. Technically, he was like Mirk’s child, created directly from his essence. The interesting thing is that, in this method, the progenitor can decide certain requirements for birth. For example, Mirk established that William’s egg would only hatch if it was cared for by someone blessed by the god of Light.

In my case, the situation was different. My companion came from the third method: an egg that had no soul or consciousness yet, waiting for the right time or the right person to hatch.

It seemed that the creature inside the egg would hatch more as a fluke than as something controlled. Even without consciousness or soul, it would decide the moment, as if it was something destined, and only later would its soul and form be formed. Clearly, that person was not me, because nothing happened when I held it.

In my eyes, it was just an indestructible egg, almost like a rock. I saw it as perfect because it still had no definite shape or soul, which gave me the opportunity to decide what it would be. Everything was in my hands.

The divine beast eggs that come out of nowhere were a phenomenon in themselves. Although they were eggs, literally any animal or beast that existed or that the akashic records had documented could come out.

I was now in control of modifying it at my whim. A technique also left by my alternate self was the ability to fortify divine eggs. It was fortunate that that kind of information came with my fourth metamorphosis, as if I expected to be in possession of a divine beast egg….

him wouldn’t have thought of the possibility of me hijacking William’s egg, raight?… no, probably not, in previous metamorphoses I have unlocked knowledge that I can’t use yet, so it must be a coincidence.

’Yes, I will ignore that there was also a way to alter the shape of the eggs that were created with the second method, which turned out to be like the egg that William had, yes it must be a coincidence’.

I began to draw patterns with the black hydra blood. They were both divine and common runes. Luckily, they were simple runes, which I had mastered by this point.

Honestly, just touching the hydra blood could melt my finger, but if I covered it with my protection and concentrated hard, I could barely do it.

It was hard work. I had to delegate other tasks to my parallel thinking and leave the newly created doppelganger empty in order to have maximum concentration.

I had to think carefully about what I wanted while writing the divine runes on the shell with the hydra blood that also boosted the egg’s lineage, as to what it would be I would leave it to Serafina and before I could ask her she said enthusiastically.

“[I want to be an Aetherdraco!!!].”

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