Evolution 3, Demigod Race

In English:

As news about the plan for Evolution Stage 3 became a hot topic, some individuals whose Rhodes Island contracts had expired also renewed their contracts. New members from the event in 1098 were also present. It's a fact that some future events have already unfolded.

I sit down, taking files, and all the machines have been repaired and upgraded. In this connotation, the evolution machine is now capable of sustaining evolution to the third stage.

"Valtor, before I go in there, I want certainty. Bird, did you truly reach evolution 3?" Everyone looks at Koshelna, who nods.

"Yes, that's correct."

"What did you get?"

"My Originium Energy now stands at an astonishing 5-liter density. A cascade of unique abilities has unfolded. First and foremost, my griffin traits have unveiled a new surprise – a transformation in my vocal cords, enabling the emission of a potent sonic blast. This sonic wave is not mere communication; it disorients foes, disrupting their senses and rendering them vulnerable to subsequent attacks. It's akin to possessing a built-in sonic disruptor, and my screech is enough to shatter eardrums, but I really want it.

My enhanced agility now incorporates the ability to glide and fly effortlessly with or without wings as long as there is an air current in the space. I can execute surprise attacks or make swift getaways. Also, there is a unique thing: I can grip on a wall with my leg, so I can basically walk on vertical surfaces, even 90-degree surfaces, because of the griffin trait of eagle claws.

But that's not the extent of my newfound powers. My Originium has also crafted a talon-like energy in my hand, capable of effortlessly slicing through bodies with grace. These razor-sharp claws, infused with my bone, can surgically tear through Originium constructs and bodies with ease, leaving wounds that are hard to heal.

Furthermore, my heightened senses have entered auto-hunting mode, allowing me to perceive beyond human comprehension, even down to the molecular level. The eyesight granted by my griffin traits transcends human limits, facilitating effortless detection of simple movements and weaknesses with just a glance.

And into physical enhancements, my skin, as smooth as fur despite being human, adapts to pressurized air, enabling underwater breathing as long as I inhale sufficient air into my lungs. Whether diving or phasing through solid objects, my body moves faster than sound, and my hair, now a literal mane, absorbs and releases Originium-induced light, acting as a natural light source." Hearing that, Kal'tsit nods.

"Fair, I'm ready." Kal'tsit goes into the machine, and the machine activates.

"We're ready." I nod, they push the button, and everything seems fine until it's not.

The machine malfunctions, releasing an electronic current enveloping the machine.

"Doctor, what's happening?"

"Wait." The machine is still activating the ray until Kal'tsit screams loudly.

"DOCTOR!"

"Back off, don't go in." Kal'tsit's scream is painful to hear, but every machine in her gets distorted just by the ray alone. Until the machine stops, Kal'tsit is nowhere to be seen.

"Doctor, an anomaly happened." We check Kal'tsit's bioscanner; the machine is distorted. It's the moment I smile.

"Kal'tsit." I close the machine, releasing green smoke with a strong and strangely fragrant scent, like flowers. I blow the smoke like a hurricane, and the wind dissipates. Kal'tsit rises from the evolution machine, which is actually fine, but some attachments were broken.

We observe Kal'tsit carefully, and there's a significant change in her.

Kal'tsit is taller and more ideal, with a body proportion that is elegant and harmonious like a goddess descending from heaven, with shining greenish-white hair and an extraordinary aura.

Her chest is larger and fuller, her body is sexier, and her skin is as fair as white milk. She becomes like the people in Xianxia, where beauty only exists in fantasy.

"Report." Kal'tsit's voice is bewitching, smooth and crisp when heard.

"Closure."

"Ah, yes, yes." Closure checks the bioscanner; she is silent and looks at me.

"Doctor, I think you should check this." We check together, and everyone widens their eyes.

"So?"

"The Originium energy coursing through your veins has skyrocketed to an unprecedented 50-liter density, a reservoir of Originium power that absorbs Originium particles in the air and any Originium-related substance. Your magical power juice has transformed into an almost limitless wellspring, now capable of sustaining not just a mobile city but an entire metropolis and also able to disable 3 to 4 mobile cities at once just by being there.

The Anti-Originium Crown has undergone a metamorphosis of its own, acquiring mastery over quantum energy manipulation. With a mere thought, you can now not only disable Originium sources but also reshape and redirect their energy, just like moving a finger. The Crown's reach extends beyond the tangible, allowing you to influence ethereal Originium constructs with unparalleled precision. Moreover, its Anti-Originium foundation has evolved into a dynamic shield, offering you impervious protection against Originium-based attacks. So, any type of Originium-based technology, art, to basic common Originium corruption, your body just says no.

The synergy between the Anti-Originium Crown and your physical enhancements has birthed a new level of prowess. Your agility has transcended the limits of human capability, enabling you to move effortlessly between spaces. Imagine you can move from Higashi to Bolivar with just one step. Sharp retractable claws have evolved into energy-infused blades that can cut through Originium constructs with surgical precision. In the atomic scale, your claw is enough to cut solid land and even able to disturb Originium veins. Your heightened senses now extend into the electromagnetic spectrum, granting you the ability to perceive and manipulate energy fields that were once beyond human comprehension.

The additional energy cat paw has evolved into a sentient companion, an ethereal feline entity fueled by pure Originium energy that rests on your shoulder. This spectral cat not only safeguards you during falls but also possesses the ability to manipulate time within localized fields. Basically, you gain ultra instinct where your heightened sense is able to predict 5 seconds in the future even at the speed of sound rapid fire, you can dodge it easily. It can create temporal anomalies, allowing you to perceive events at an accelerated rate or even briefly slow down time in critical situations.

Your stealth capabilities have reached a level where you can phase through solid objects, rendering you intangible to conventional detection methods. Even your thoughts are shielded from telepathic intrusion, making you a master of mental concealment. Luckily, you are totally immune to Chaos influence; no demon beyond the gate can corrupt you. The Anti-Originium Crown now acts as a conduit for telepathic communication, enabling you to establish mental links with allies across vast distances. It reaches planetary level; you can detect and communicate with everyone from the edge of the planet with just mental communication.

In a sense, welcome to the realm of Demigod Kal'tsit. Now, let's see The Mon3tr."

"Wait, Valtor, kiss me."

"...is not a good time to ask that."

"No, I want a kiss now."

"...no."

"Then I don't want to show Mon3tr."

"She transformed into this massive cat-like creature, with talons on her legs. Her new form is way bigger than before, and she can move around and fly effortlessly, especially with that majestic crown on her head. And there's more – her skin is now covered in crystallized fur that has this anti-Originium effect. If she hits someone, bam! Instant disable. If someone hits her, bam! Your Originium Arts become distorted, and you're unable to use art forever.

That cute cat on your shoulder? That's Mon3tr in her adorable form. But when she goes full beast mode, she turns into this gas-like thing that nobody is aware of her presence. However, when she decides to show her physical side, she measures a whopping 10.1 meters from head to tail – a gigantic cat with a sinister look. It's like having a giant powerhouse in a fur coat right beside you. Correct?"

"...Ck, you are not fun. Mon3tr." Mon3tr shows herself, confirming my deduction. Perfect. I grip my hand and rejoice in it.

"Hah, nothing escapes the all-seeing eye."

"Mon3tr, shut him down."

"Grrrrrawwww." I toss a squeaky toy, and Mon3tr instantly jumps on it, chewing it playfully. I toss a knitted ball, and Mon3tr plays with it like a kitty cat. Kal'tsit slaps her head, while I just give her a peace sign.

"Too easy, too weak, too naive. For a cat like you, I have many bunches of toys that your animal instinct will take over. Your human reasoning is nothing more than input-output."

"But it will not affect me." I point a laser pointer to the ground; Kal'tsit tries to catch it. I then point it to the wall, and she walks on the wall, trying to catch the light. I speed up the light; she can catch up in hyperspeed, and I pinch her neck when she passes by my range.

"See, easy to play, too weak to overcome your cat instinct, too naive of your new profound power."

"Shut up...." Mon3tr proudly comes to me, gives me the fur ball, and I toss it. Mon3tr catches it mid-air like a good kitty.

"What a good kitty."

"LET ME GO!" I pinch the nape of her neck; Kal'tsit flinches and curls up.

"Your weakness is still visible. This is a cat's weakness; it makes their power remain exploitable. Only someone strong enough can pinch this, but your skin itself is made anti-Originium. Practically, nobody can disable you. Guess who can."

"You and Dr. Angela."

"Dr. Angela can't, as she is ten times weaker than you, even at stage three evolution. Alright, enough playing; the evolution machine is malfunctioning because of your anti-Originium power. Grandma, you are a powerhouse now. Nobody in this world is stupid enough to mess with you."

"Is that a compliment or mockery?"

"Sarcasm."

"Fuck you, piss off, bother someone else." I put her down, and she gives me a peck on the cheek, then walks away. Mon3tr turns into a cute cat and runs to her owner.

"Okay, doctor, that's a nice relationship you got there. I mean, Boss's physiology alone is mind-wrecking. That is the third evolution. How about the fourth evolution one?"

"Curiosity is great, but let's check on others because Grandma's anti-Originium radiation broke one of our machines. Payment cut! No negotiation."

"Yeah!" Everyone agrees; Kal'tsit clicks her tongue hearing that and sends the money to the company's bank account.

"Who's next based on this report? Everybody, go in." One by one, everyone goes in. I check the machine; it appears another one is breaking down again. It's getting annoying, and more annoying.

The evolution they underwent was truly remarkable. Many individuals experienced an additional power boost thanks to their innate "Animal" trait, further enhanced by their proficiency in Art Construct—mastery of either science-based or magic-based arts. It was a commendable achievement for all.

Within this diverse group, some individuals possessed unique blood veins emitting a captivating glow. Additionally, some harbored magical entities or astral forms similar to Kal'tsit. These entities were sentient, capable of performing tasks, and, in the case of Tamers or summoners, facilitated upgrades in summoning abilities, enhancing the bond between summoner and entity.

An intriguing subset within this evolved population consisted of individuals with split personalities, grappling with mental trauma, or described as "practically crazy in the head," as some would say. Their uniqueness lay in the ability to switch between distinct sides, much like the two faces of a coin—one being burst, the other buster. The practical application of this duality manifested through the inner and outer effects of their power control or Originium art, serving as an invaluable reference for bookmarking their capabilities.

The inner effect, referred to as Mad Enhancement, led to the individual's body undergoing a berserk transformation. This phenomenon was particularly prevalent in those who were mentally unstable, such as Ifrit, Ursus students, or Specter. While their powers soared to unprecedented heights, the cost was steep—their bodies easily succumbed to exhaustion, and some even lost touch with reality. It presented a clear case of risk and reward, akin to a high-stakes game.

On the other hand, the outer effect functioned as an amplifier, making their Originium art uncontrollable in terms of output. This unpredictable nature resulted in a gamble between a 50/50 chance of success or outright failure. 

The Sankta, a unique entity, brought forth an unexpected revelation when the law dictated a transformation in all Sankta evolutions—Gun Editing.

Yes, as it turns out, the Sankta could edit their armaments. The law acknowledged the permissibility of editing and modifying their armament, as long as the revisions weren't primitive compared to their original forms. This meant they now had the ability to wield literal energy weapons.

The joy among all Sankta Operators was palpable. Even the Fallen Sankta, like Mostima, could now once again wield guns. However, that was a revelation to be explored another day.

The first evolution bestowed upon all members of the Neo Rhine labs was nothing short of transformative. The surge of power they experienced wasn't a clandestine desire fulfilled; it was an unexpected and substantial benefit. 

i go away to toilet for having a good quick piss break. when i back to inner nest, all of Neo Rhine labs member almost bow down to me for it but i ban them to bow down, im not try to be imperium of man Emperor, no, not a chance.

"you want to die ?" i release tremendous aura of hatred, make them instantly stand up shivering.

"i didn't ask you to grovel like a worshipper in here, i do what i can do, your work shall be rewarded with evolution, i not asking many thing from you because you have nothing to appease me. if you do that again, i will not tolerate it next time" they nod in hurry.

"good" i subside the hatred aura that like growling devil in the air, i walk away to check the Machine we try to create armament.

"Did doctor not like worshipping ?"

"he abhor worship, he indeed in fact a King of God but in this godless world, he prefer not be one who we need worship. nope, if you do that again, consider you should believe other religion rather believing him as one of god on that religion"

"We don't know." They return to the research area while I casually read a daily magazine that I bought with my own money.

"Doctor, we..."

"..." I don't answer and stay focused on my magazine, as essentially, I am still experimenting with the concepts of these 8 Classes in my mind.

Rhodes Island:

1. Caster: Individuals with magical abilities, likely focused on casting spells or using elemental attacks.

2. Defender: Characters with a primary focus on defense, likely specializing in absorbing damage or protecting others.

3. Guard: Skilled combatants trained in close-quarters combat, possibly with an emphasis on melee attacks or precision strikes.

4. Medic: Healers or medical professionals, specializing in providing support and healing to allies.

5. Sniper: Long-range marksmen or markswomen, adept at dealing damage from a distance with precision shots.

6. Specialist: Versatile individuals with unique skills or abilities, perhaps serving niche roles within the organization.

7. Supporter: Characters focused on providing various forms of support to the team, such as buffs, debuffs, or crowd control.

8. Vanguard: Frontline warriors or leaders, likely specializing in initiating combat or holding key positions on the battlefield.

Neo Rhine Labs:

1. Aetherist: Individuals dealing with aether, which could imply mastery over ethereal or otherworldly energies.

2. Explorer: Adventurous individuals skilled in exploration, possibly with knowledge of the unknown or uncharted territories.

3. Alchemist: Practitioners of alchemy, likely specializing in the transformation of substances or the creation of powerful concoctions.

4. Digitalist: Experts in digital technologies, potentially involved in hacking, information manipulation, or virtual environments.

5. Evolutionist: Individuals focused on advancing or evolving technologies or biological entities, indicating a role in scientific progress.

6. Techno-mechanist: Skilled engineers or mechanics working with advanced technology, possibly involving robotic or mechanical constructs.

Based on the job I summarized, Rhodes Island is more suited to the main class, while Neo Rhine Labs functions as a subclass, much like the weapon loadout – one being primary and the other secondary.

However, the problem lies in my lack of motivation. Despite having everything in this "character," my true self as a gamer or player is dwindling. The game is no longer enjoyable, especially as everything becomes increasingly easier in this final arc.

I mean, the main plot of Arknights is centered around war crimes, and Oripathy is not a major part of the game's storyline. That's a fact. However, all major "events" in the game have practically concluded, except for the Planet Core, Aegir's isolation, and the North Gate. I can't progress further north as that area is nothing but ruins. Still, there's something below it – a passage to the Planet Core.

I need another boost of motivation. Achieving 100% completion in this game world is a significant accomplishment, but there's a catch.

In a game world, achieving 100% completion is different from a novel or anime world where you follow the main story or plot. In a game world, you must complete both the main story and side stories to unlock more achievements, resources, or even "legendary loot" that I can use in different worlds as a character item – a top priority.

Finally, motivation as a gamer.

I put down my magazine and look at everyone.

"There is something I want to achieve: 100% Completion. Based on this 'Arknight' game that revolves around your planet, have you ever wondered what lies beyond the galaxy? What civilizations are out there, either ruined or thriving? What species, people, or beings exist in case we encounter them? Have you ever wondered about speaking with them despite the language barrier? Have you ever thought about using the technology of other civilizations that has already been destroyed, and being able to utilize them regardless of how advanced or primitive they are?"

"Why do you sound so excited?"

"I can boast to my other selves. I've already reached godhood, but 100% Completion? Oh my, oh my. Imagine the look on their faces when we've explored all edges of the universe, know everything about this godforsaken planet, and possess cutting-edge cosmic armaments, utilities, and technology enough to sustain a solar system civilization. Even better, seeing other versions of you who are too weak and easily bullied – I want that moment. It's another face of entertainment, but the sole reason for achieving 100% Completion is this." I raise my hand, showing them my V-unit.

"I can't access this V-unit. Maybe this is my ultimate prize for completing 100% progression. Do you know, as a player, there are times when I get bored with the same mechanisms of the game world, the same story, and the same plot dealing with the same problems? Maybe I thought of this V-unit as a parting farewell, as my service to your world. It's not much, but it's enough. When I arrive in a different world, you all will be there, not personally, but this will serve as a proxy. I may be unable to join your adventures in different universes that we do not know, but at least keep this as a memoir – we will always be with you, Doctor. You don't need to worry about us anymore, as we'll always be by your side. We may not be real 'beings' in the first place, but keep this parting gift from us that makes us 'real' to you." I wonder if 100% completion is related to this V-unit. After checking with Nun's eye, indeed, this will be a bond with me. This V-unit will be your gratitude, worth more than anything I have. So, let's go. We have a universe to explore, planets to visit, civilizations to meet. But because that will not be as great as seeing inside out our own planet, there is the Planet Core with corrupt Originium Vein, the Moon Base, the Star Crash on the edge of the North Pole. The South Region is already in ruins, with all Originium Radiation and the Foehn Hotland Illusionary Maze."

"But your V-unit has Lahkesis."

"Lahkesis is a Fate Weaver, storyteller, and recorder. I will reset my 'character,' even my omniscience will cease to exist, but Lahkesis will retell the story wherever I am when I miss you. I have pledged to never go to worlds already visited. I can restart, but I cannot return. That is the absolute pledge between me, God, and Satan. If I break it, I will be punished to stay in that world forever, unable to escape, no matter how almighty I am, or return back to the real world, Heaven, or Hell. You've already seen my Seaborn King self, too blended into the world he forsook his origin and stuck in a spiral of madness in this world forever, even if that universe ceases to exist. I will be an anomaly in that universe, dwelling into nothingness and forgotten. That's why I killed him early to relieve his pain. I killed Isha's lover not because of my own ego – she will die in the end, that is absolute. But I will be alone in that void. That's why he wanted her to be with me. He may not be with her by now, but as long as he knows someone should trust to take care of her, I don't want another babysitting. I will resurrect him only to spite him. Here, your wife is stronger. Now, go be with her and piss off from my timeline. I don't need another mouth to feed in here, especially what stays here should stay here."

"Now you're catching on. Let's go. We have armament, utility, and technology to make. Amulet! 100 years equal 1 second." Glowing green energy is released, and time completely reverses.

"Time to speedrun this planet." The Book of God or Bookmark is created in just a 3-hour mark. A Life Core is created in just a 2-hour mark. Unknown Essence is created in just 3 days of work.

It's faster than intended. Now it's time for armament. We split the armament into 8 classes from Arknight, obviously all cutting-edge – Forerunner Weapons, Transformer Weapons, Honkai Weapons, you name every sci-fi, fantasy, high fantasy weapon. You get the gist.

The majority of weapons are cosmic armament, enough to fight world-class threats. Just imagine Rosmontis's weapon as a literal gauntlet that can flip a continent. She can bash your body back to a factory reset.

All of them are god craftsmanship, the majority being nanotechnology, digital technology, alchemy technology, and magic technology type armament.

But the main thing is utility and technology. We need two types of them in this archetype that have synergy on it. Considering this is a game world, items are necessary for anything. We have attack but no defense – that is a problem.

1. Aetherist (Utility): The plan is simple – to manipulate and express any type of Aether Energy, from enigmatic chaos to faith-based energy. Some people also want items that boost their "desire," like bloodlust-boosting items. It enhances their physiology so much that there's no burden at all, as long as a specific trigger appears. Some like unconscious power can be contained in other items to use when necessary.

2. Explorer (Utility): The plan is to create a utility to disable traps from environmental hazards, provide information regarding unknown environments, things, and more. Also, some bags that can be used to contain some "unique" things from expeditions.

3. Alchemist (Technology): The plan is to create an alter-atom or basically change the construct of life, non-life, the environment, nature, and many more – essentially alchemy in a nutshell.

4. Digitalist (Technology): The plan is technology manipulation based on virtual, digital, or neuron waves. This tool is good for the long run, especially in advance and primitive civilizations, in case the Arknight world repeats itself.

5. Evolutionist (Technology): The plan is to create technology for organisms, experiments, and many living sentient or non-sentient beings to be able to communicate or interact with them.

6. Techno-mechanist (Technology): Technology to harness or control all types of technology, no matter how primitive or advanced it is. As long as someone can operate or manipulate it, it's easy.

After done creating toy after toy, we decided to rest in this reverse time – basically sleep for 20 years.

That sleep was like paradise. We couldn't ask for more. Sleeping so well that once you wake up, every pain, every burden, every bad thing existing in you was gone.

"Morning."

"Morning, Doctor." I sit in the canteen and eat my morning breakfast. You think I slept for that 20 years? Hell no. Kal'tsit, Koshelna, Angela, and Theresa raided my room, and we had an orgy.

The reason was "jealousy." So, I got ravaged like a boy toy by a horny grandma cat, a masochist sexy bird, an absolute lustful succubus, and a gentle but sadistic scientist. It was the best and worst experience ever. The best part was the sex; the worst part was "another round." Five-some, then three-some, then solo, then repeat. If one of them got tired, the others took their turn. When the tired one woke up, the already filled one rested. Repeat the process for over 20 years. This world is messed up. No, I was the one who made them that way.

Seeing them in a sparkly aura after sucking every liter of my sperm is an uncommon sight. They act dignified, but in bed, they're just another group of horny women.

I should have listened to Satan more.

"Once you do intercourse, there is no way a mortal or god can resist temptation. And remember, your main heart is a monster. Monster lust is no joke; once you're in, you can't get out. I suggest you keep your lust in check. If you're unable to, well, Hell is ready to 'discipline' you again."

That was the last thing I heard before getting "punished" in Hell. At least I can go there to sustain my monster lust.

"Doctor," I raise my eyebrow and look at Amiya.

"Hmmm?"

"Doctor, which version of me died in the 6 versions of you?" I close my eyes and use the Nun Eye.

"Doctor!"

"UWAAAA DOCTOR!"

"I'LL KILL EVERYONE, I'LL KILL EVERYONE!"

I open my eyes and sigh seeing that Amiya died in the Apex Hunter Timeline, the Demon Emperor Timeline, and Amiya became clinically insane in the Death Timeline.

"In the Apex Hunter timeline, where I stayed on the moon, this timeline, Chaos Beings successfully invaded Terra, and Terra is no more. No more in this timeline; Chaos Beings successfully corrupted everyone on the surface, but some are hiding underground in Hollow Earth. The population was 70,000 to 75,000; it keeps dwindling as Chaos corruption will make the planet uninhabitable. In the Demon Emperor Timeline, where I become King of the South Demon and Seaborn, you die by suicide because the planet is already uninhabitable. The last is the Death Timeline when I die. You rally all Sarkaz to pillage, kill, and purge any person who breathes on the planet. You overuse the Sarkaz Crown, and you lose humanity. With you, there is nothing but a Revenant or a ghost of Sarkaz Revenge with your body. Eventually, probably soon, you will become an empty husk."

"That's reassuring, doctor. So, when do we start?"

"Ah... considering we're stuck in Limbo where 20 years passed but still a microsecond on the outside, let's visit other versions of us." I stand up and clap my hands.

"This time we visit the weaker version of us, which is Ghost of Babel. Whatever you do there, do not laugh." They nod, and when we vanish with the Mothership, slipspace activates, and we go.

A barren land where the Rhodes Island landship is.

"Doctor!" Another me, who is sucked dry by his thirsty Operator, comes out from his room.

"Amiya, something matter? You look excited." Another Amiya appears and waves at the other me.

"Doctor!" There are two Amiyas. My other self is flabbergasted; how can there be two Amiyas?

"Amiya?"

"Yes, doctor?" Both of them answer together and then giggle. My other self rubs his eyes and pinches his cheek.

"Am I hallucinating?"

"Come, doctor. Someone wants to meet you!"

"Who?"

"Just come outside."

"Outside." When they arrive outside, there is a Titan Mothership parked nearby the Landship, the bridge of light created by it. My other self, seeing that thing, is absurd, but when he arrives on the deck and sees counterparts of each operator and Rhine Labs member, a bunch of new guys, and some more.

"What the hell! How can this be... don't tell me?" My other self looks around, and I appear.

"So, no progress?" My presence on this deck is significant, even all the Sui sibling counterparts are not like that.

"You? How can this be? No!"

"Sit down, Ise. We have things to talk about." I tell him everything; it's absurd, seeing counterparts of themselves more powerful, like a god who is already superior in many senses.

My other self is having a mental breakdown by now. How can this technology, this evolution pod, etc., be created? It's absurd and mental by common sense.

Ise gets scolded hard by practically everyone. He was fooling around, but I scolded them back. After becoming a god, how dare they mock my weak self. After a long and stupid argument that I won in just one quick checkmate.

"The reason you are still fooling around is that you are all weak, stupid, egoist. And look, we have already dealt with the majority of our timeline's problems in just 2 years since Rhodes Island's creation. But don't worry; we will definitely help you. But let me entertain myself." I approach my other self and pat his shoulder.

"How many women operators have you recently had sex with?" Hearing that question somehow shameless, but Ise looks at me with a little bit of discomfort.

"I... I can't tell you that."

"Hmmmmmmmm." I peek at the other side.

"If you have already had sex with Ise, raise your hand." 60% of the female operators raise their hands; they have already done it. I was laughing hard seeing them reflectively raise their hands.

"Stop! Why did you raise your hand? I have no dignity of my supreme self." All of them lower their hands, and I'm laughing, laughing so hard I can't hold my cackling until I stop.

"Fyuh, let's go save your timeline." We decided to help this world's problems. First Oripathy, then Seaborn, then South Demon, then North Demon. In just 7 days of our arrival, it was faster and absurd.

We are superior in technology, evolution, tools, utility, and much more. The majority of the work was done by my Neo Rhine Labs and Rhodes Island teams. Demon corruption? Easy to take care of. Seaborn assimilation? Easy to take care of.

We reached Aegir and made peace with them, reached the south and defeated the source of the Seaborn, went to the north to fix the buried civilization, ventured into Hollow Earth with many Durin settlements, then to the planet core, where, like a heart, we purified it and returned to Kazdel. When we arrived at some altar used to contain Revenants, we purged the Revenants and freed the Sarkaz from their curse.

We went to the North, defeating demons; it was like a Tuesday walk. When we reached the edge of the North, I used the Amulet, and there was a star, but this star was different. We collected it for research, fixed the door, and opened it to the Chaos Realm, where we met the Chaos God.

The battle between me and the Chaos God was like fighting a toddler; it was easy. Everyone fighting Chaos Beings was like another training session from Whiplash or Dobberman. It wasn't a fight; it was more like a massacre. We returned from Chaos with smiles on our faces.

"See, easy." That was unacceptable; they were comparing us to them, already destroying their self-esteem. Even I, who was already on my knees contemplating what I had done, couldn't bear it. I patted his shoulder, and he looked at me.

"Something wrong?" He was not having it; he was crying and hugging like a pathetic man.

"I WANT TO ASCEND TO GODHOOD TOO..." He rambled anything he wanted to say; it was pitiful, but I punched him hard, shattering his teeth.

"Pull yourself together, Ise. This is not about who envies who. It's about the nature of this world. You already know the nature of this world. We, as players, cheat, control, exploit bugs, exploit game mechanisms. There is no Game Master in this shit hole of the game; only developers. We are the game master; we don't have an update? Update it on your own. Don't have balance? We, the players, decide our own balance. Games are made to make us forget the harsh reality we endure in real life, an escape to our imaginary world that we play. We are real beings in this imaginary world. I already added you the 'Cheat' item, and you lost it in this imaginary world, and you're here doing nothing about it. I can't be mad at you because you are, at least, the worst version of me." Ise passed out from my punch; I was literally speaking with myself.

"... Sigh, no enhancer, no buff, or any modification. No wonder God left you." I took out my evolution pod and tossed him in there.

I created the Super Soldier Serum, Jenova Serum, and, lastly, the Resident Evil enhancer.

When I put the serum, I used the Amulet to make those three injections stack, stacking it to 10 times over the limit of his body. He screamed so loud it broke his vocal cords. Everyone tried to stop me, but my team bound them not to involve, or they die.

When my evolution was done, the machine opened, and Ise came out. He was not from this world anymore; his aura was totally different, his body was chiseled, and his charm was beyond. His magical energy was enough to make the world-changing weather.

"Lore Accurate Sephiroth." He raised from the pod and gripped his hand; power surged on him, making him happy, but...

"I need to test it. Fight me, others." I decapitated him right before his senses could react; it was a quick and clean slash.

"No hesitation, huh?" Ise's head returned, regenerating from bone, muscle, organs, skin, and hair. In just 4 seconds, the decapitation turned into energy, while the former head reformed.

"I'm the god of war. Killing you is as easy as moving a finger. Now you're powerful enough to handle those animal mating instincts."

"Please don't call them animals."

"Heh... Very well, what should we do now?"

"I thought—"

"Hey, this world is yours, not mine. I have no right to become the spearhead."

"How about you?"

"There are 5 more versions of us. I want to brag about how fucking powerful I am to them and wipe the floor with them."

"So am I." I punched him so hard; he flew into the atmosphere, cracking the star pod, and he free-fell beside me.

"Ugh, the fuck?"

"I'm not sharing my throne with a lesser version of me."

"Fuck you! Just because you're powerful doesn't mean—"

I released a calamity catastrophe, enough to make reality crumble inside out from my aura alone. It wasn't a joke; the world was trembling, and all the beasts were howling. The world was under an intense Titanomachy.

"Fair enough." I smiled, and everything returned to normal.

"Good. Next is our version, Flame Devil. He's a cheap Satan knock-off. He's the reason I can use that power. I need to pay him back."

I used the amulet to freeze the timeline.

"Let's go." I opened a gigantic portal, and the mothership docked their landship as we drove off.

"Okay, other versions of me, what the fuck is that man?"

"He's the supreme version of Valtor. Well, basically, a god."

"A God? We have Feranmut!" Everyone, especially my team, spoke in unison, looking at Kal'tsit alter together.

'Oh, sweet summer child, you have no idea.'

When we arrived in his territory, I froze it to oblivion. All solid ice that was too shiny to collect. Ise and I kicked my Flame Emperor self as if we were bullying him.

"Enough! Stop, stop, stop!" Grizelda screamed loudly, seeing her lover getting bullied by two mighty beings.

"Okay, my legs feel sore from kicking him."

"Me too." We rested, and our Flame Emperor was thoroughly beaten up.

"Uhuhuhu, I'm sorry for tricking you." I looked at Ise; he shrugged, and I smiled. I took out my stash and tossed it to Flame Emperor.

He became she.

Yeah, you're right, Gender Fluid medicine. The medicine that naturally alters your gender. So, from the most devilish grin bastard male scum to a total babe.

"What's happening to my body?" We both whistled, seeing those curves and carved features, her body sculpted like a succubus goddess, with gorgeous red hair, horns, and ruby eyes.

"10/10, smash," Ise outright answered. I punched him into oblivion, shattering the castle floor.

"You sick fuck! Why are you horny with the female version of ourselves? You! Shithead, use this." I threw her clothes, and she ran to the back to change.

"Fuck, man. Can I have good shit for a moment?" I didn't answer because I could see everything. I did love seeing my other self in the opposite gender, but she was still a succubus.

"Then enjoy her. Just because his physiology is female, but still, he's a male."

"How about you, I mean..." I beat the living shit out of him. After I was done punching him, I cleaned my hands.

"I have no interest in searching for another woman to play with. I prefer women in my own timeline. If you want that woman," I pointed at Grizelda.

"She is Terra, yes, the human version of this planet. Imagine, you can have sex with another version of us and the planet." Ise was having perverted thoughts while I just bashed him on the head.

"Scumbag."

"Same as you."

"Thank you for waiting." The other me got out with a Lilith dress. She was majestic but disgusting to look at, and worse, why the hell was that piece of shit blushing like a high schooler?

"See? Smash." I clicked my tongue and sighed. I glared at her with contempt.

"Done masturbating? Let's move on."

"But..." I clicked my tongue and pointed my finger at her.

"You know what? You're pissing me off. Slave Master Contract." We had a magic circle around us.

"This."

"Yes, Fate World. But I already studied how to make this plausible. I, as the Master of My Other Version, command thee." The red magic circle glowed crimson.

"First Command, Isabel. Do not seduce your own self. Second Command. Use your Demon Blessing to help this world. Third Command, if Ise feels attraction to you, kick his balls so hard it shatters his manhood." Isabel screamed, and a devil mark appeared on her forehead. She gasped for air and stood up.

"How dare you use slave master magic on me!"

"Hey Ise, Isabel likes it in a sitting position. You should know." Ise had attraction with his imaginary, and out of nowhere, Isabel kicked his dick so hard we could hear something crack.

"Owouughhh." We, the males, said it together. Ise was gone, passed out as his balls shattered. I scoffed and then dragged Ise to safety.

Now, we were taking care of Flame Emperor's world. The difference was, this world was abandoned.

No one was here, just barren land with nothingness. Flame Emperor said the people committed suicide because something suppressed the oxygen. When I used the amulet to show history, indeed, many people committed suicide because of a fake sky suppressing the oxygen.

The planet re-terraformed itself into an inhabited planet where no one was there—no bones or anything, just gone.

"Nice place, Isabel." I stopped the amulet, and we returned to the proper time.

"We're aware humanity is no more." I appeared in front of her and then choked her.

"Then what is the reason you're not breeding another human?" Isabel had a hard time breathing. Grizelda attacked me with great wrath. I dodged her attack, then pinned her with my leg above her head.

"So..." I pushed my leg; Grizelda screamed in pain.

"Tell me, after all these years, you two fuck each other's brains out. Nothing produced from that heated moment?"

"I never thought of that kin commitment!" I released Isabel and stepped away from them.

"I'LL KILL YOU!" I stopped and peeked at Grizelda. I punched Terra so hard it shattered the place I stood; Grizelda vomited large blood.

"Shut up, you ungrateful planet. You should be able to produce sentient beings from his seed alone to manifest on this barren planet, yet you toss it away just because of your love."

"You don't understand how..." I gave up; I closed their mouths with symbiote tentacles.

"I need to lecture you." I took out my whip and lectured them on how to breed sentient beings. Based on my Flame Emperor sperm and Terra as a container, with Terra recording sentients and many leftover DNAs, she could have offspring from the planet. Not literally pregnant with her current vessel Grizelda, just the planet, with Isabel's sperm as the source of life force.

"Done. Understand. That is why I punish both of you. Be female and female. After this expedition is done, do what I told you to do. If not, you two will be forever female. Have fun fingering each other." As shameless as it was, Ise took the chance.

"I can do that for you." He got punched in the face by both of them, shattering his jaw.

"Piss off!" We continued to Apex Hunter Timeline, where we crashed into Moon Base, and he appeared. We dived into him.

"What, how are you... amazing!" We trio bullied him together, and after we were done, we descended to Terra and did cleanup. It was indeed a world infested with demons. Some stayed in the Mothership, where those with anti-Chaos items hunted demon shards. After finishing cleaning up, we arrived in a settlement below, in Kazdel.

When we got there, surprise, surprise—the leader of this settlement was none other than Kal'tsit. She was old, like a legit old person's appearance, her charm already deteriorating.

She and I yelled at each other until I won with an absolute victory. Old Kal'tsit was bullied by me. After helping the settlement, we decided to stay for a while.

For entertainment, me, Ise, Isabel, and Vali fought each other, but it was a mock fight. Our fighting was simply boring for me but entertaining for the masses. But they got humbled by me; I was yawning over and over.

"Come on, you can't win."

"At least we tried." Ise gasped for so much air; his body gave up. It was like fighting a monster in human skin.

"God damn it, why is he so strong? Blurrgh." Isabel vomited blood after her magic power and devil gene were outmatched by me.

"...shit." Vali, on the other hand, was not having it. He continued to fight me, but after that, he passed out due to exhaustion.

"He's too strong."

"Yeah, that is Doctor, the supreme version of Doctor."

"Hmmm, there is maybe someone stronger than him." The next day, we went to the Duke of Immortality timeline. When we arrived, it was unexpected. My duke self, when we breached through his castle, was scared shitless.

"Stay away!"

"Valtor, you pussy! Which one of you is the strongest? I will beat the shit out of you!" Regal Kal'tsit appeared. I sighed, took out my clothes, and tossed them to Vali. I used Musou for the first time, remembering what Satan had said in Hell.

"Your Musou is the very tool to release your restraint, Valtor. Harness it." Musou activated, and it was staggering. My power exploded in a second, more terrifying than before. A bunch of energy was released into the air, creating vortexes and electrical currents on my body.

"Time to dance." My aura exploded, where the pressure I released was enough to stun-lock everyone. Each step I took caused tremors and thunderstorms. The bell of execution could be heard, an omen.

Regal Kal'tsit backed off, never before feeling threatened by a monster. That man was not human or feranmut she usually fought but a walking calamity. She looked beside her, where coward me trembled in fear.

I walked to her with a casual walk. Each step I took boosted my power again and again.

"I sur..." I appeared beside coward me and slapped him hard. It broke half of the region just from the slap. The destruction was eminent, but the effect made Regal Kal'tsit lose her standing. She stumbled, then looked at the destruction I made. Casualties were many; some had already died meaninglessly, some were critically injured and screamed for help.

That was not an execution; it was annihilation. It was a terrifying experience for her. She looked at me, who saw my other self stumble with five signs of sin on his cheek.

"Get a grip, pussy. You cannot hide behind the skirt of Kal'tsit."

"...AHHHHHHH." He cried, and I slapped him more. He cried again, and I slapped him. Cry, slap, repeat. The Musou was not enough to kill him. Second phase then, I backed off, using the second mode of Musou.

My body was covered with ethereal energy. I blinked to him and slapped him so hard it broke continuity, basically shattering reality beside us.

"Uppsss, shit..." I overcharged the amulet and fueled it with my energy. The universe returned to normal like no big deal.

"It seems it's true, your time-locking power is great, but I..." I spoke to myself again; this bastard passed out.

"Okay, who the hell are you!" Regal Kal'tsit stood up but was still shivering hard, seeing the presentation of power.

"Me? The supreme version of him. We're here to visit other versions of ourselves. You wouldn't mind, right? And I need to borrow your lover here to resurrect others."

"No shit, you monster!"

"Yes, I am. Hey, wake up, we need you." My coward me woke up and looked at me. He instantly used an Anti-God weapon designated to kill Feranmut. I took out Lilith, and we had a showdown.

C-Me used various forms of technology from all the technology he created, while I only used Lilith, and Regal Kal'tsit helped him. But C-Me and I immediately kicked Regal Kal'tsit out of our fight.

We locked onto each other, every bullet fired collided with each other. My Gun Kata was very useful when I disarmed C-Me.

C-Me's calculative nature was no joke. I fought with Adamas, getting fired up and holding nothing back anymore. I took out Dominator, and when I shot it, he dodged the attack only inches from his face. He stopped and wiped the blood on his cheek.

Dominator changed into a sniper rifle, and I aimed at him. Before he could react, I shot the technology he possessed, and my victory seemed near until something unexpected happened. I got blindsided by another version of me. Good.

I did a breakdance with the gun and then executed my final move.

Dance of the Skylark.

A beautiful dance with the harmony of butterflies surrounding me. Each shot was precise, and not a single shot missed. It was always deadly no matter how you looked at it. When the bullet hit, it wasn't a normal bullet; rather, a swarm of butterflies would come to you. Once it hit your body, a warm and fuzzy sensation could be felt until the surge of pain started one second after the butterfly shot.

The butterflies flew to me, following my rotating gunplay.

"Yeah." Four of them looked at me with hatred.

"Fuck, why do you always have good shit and good skills?"

"... Talent." It was an annoying answer, but it was the truth.

"... Why can't my body move?" I tossed Dominator in the air and caught it.

"The Dominator, an anti-construct gun specifically designed to destroy the essence of existence. The benefit of this gun is auto-aim. Meanwhile, Lilith is an anti-materia gun, where anything from Ether to Nether will be nullified by her. A great weapon, but not recommended for fun."

"BASTARD, WHY DON'T I HAVE GREAT TOYS?"

"Because you lack a sense of fuckery." They threw insults here and there, but I just ignored them.

We stayed in this timeline for three months. This timeline was more peaceful than before and better, as people became more united. The North Gate was also created, reaching other planets and even the moon. It was a great experience, but it would be our nightmare in the next timeline.

Ice Demon Timeline was challenging; the planet itself despised us due to numerous raging catastrophes and Originium monsters.

We encountered an older version of me in a wheelchair, pushed by Amiya.

"Ah... other me... thank you for visiting this version of me. I see you help our world." I approached him and gave him the Immortality medicine. He absorbed it and vomited violently.

"DOCTOR!" He raised his hand, his body's health returned, his prime body restored, but he remained a buffed old man who could whoop your ass.

"Thank you... let's save this world together, shall we?" We nodded and fixed this world. The older version of me was like a crouching tiger—ferocious and brutal, but more refined and controlled. The older version was more calculative, had more control over his genes and enhancers, was more dominant in regality, and overall better than I am. I admit, he endured so much pain that he couldn't die until he saw the rest of the days, while I just restarted from a saving point.

After helping this world, uniting all the people by purifying the planet's core, it was a great experience. We officially abandoned Terra and went to Talos 2. We stayed there for almost five years.

Older me and I sparred; it was a great experience for both him and me. We fought barehanded, no powers whatsoever—just a brawl.

After we were done, we went to the last timeline. But before that, I used resurrecting magic by creating a gigantic magic circle and using Isha's blood.

After taking it, I resurrected the Seaborn king of me. When he resurrected, Isha ran to him and kissed him passionately, while I just smiled hearing that.

"Doctor... can you grant me a wish, resurrect my love? I am willing to sell my soul to you, as long as he comes back, please doctor."

I couldn't say no to Isha for that. After all, Isha was the one who taught Skadi how to control Ishar-mla blood inside her.

Seeing them happy was enough for me. We went to the death timeline, which was catastrophic. We had a hard time gathering everyone, but convincing Kal'tsit was another problem that needed a little push.

"Ready?"

"Yeah." The six of us stood in position and started resurrecting him together. He resurrected back, but instead, he was different. He was undead. I appeared behind him, called back his soul using the Amulet, and he perfectly resurrected.

"What?"

"Welcome back." D-Kal'tsit ran to my D-self and kissed him; we smiled seeing that.

"Alright, we must gather everyone back..." When D-me saw everyone from former Rhodes Island and more already here, in this timeline and not others, it was complete.

"Doctor!" They hugged each other and celebrated.

We decided to fix this world from scratch. It took two months, and peace was restored. We stayed here, but the major problem was...

"How can you be able to go here?" I took out the Reality Compass; it was absurd. Then I took out the God Card, managing all seven universes together at once, and many more, in just a simple three-minute duty. Job done, and Ascendant appeared.

"Sir, sorry to disturb you. You're 2% away from 100% completion. I congratulate you, and I add this achievement to your Archive."

"Thank you, Ascendant."

"As always, Sir." Ascendant disappeared, and I looked at everyone.

"See, easy, right?" My collar got pulled by Older me, and he was enraged.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT? THAT CARD IS OMNIPOTENT." I pushed him and showed him the Omnipotent Formula, Dominion Equation, God Engine Formula, and Perfection Source. That was the moment Old me pushed me and grumbled.

He was punching the wall so hard that it cracked.

"Shit, he has good backup."

"I created it." Old me glared at me.

"You're lying." I used the Amulet of Uroboros to show how I created those four and the god card, then the Amulet displayed many Omnipotent devices, weapons, and powers I had. Six of me were angry and cursing me for how unfair it was.

'We know their feeling; it was indeed unfair.'

Everyone, except us, seeing our banter, was amused, and some were envious of the Prime timeline with the superior version of me.

Evolution, cosmic weapons, utility and technology, a stronger and more competent doctor, despite being a bit more of an asshole. No, more of an asshole than someone born to be an asshole.

But despite the asshole attitude, I taught them properly, lectured them like how I supposedly am. After interacting with them for almost 7 years, I returned to Isabel's male form, and we parted ways.

Abyssal Hunter waved goodbye to Isha, but there was something I needed to give her: my aquarium.

"Take it, my gift." Isha took the aquarium and a photo of us. Isha teared up and wanted to kiss me. I hid behind Skadi's big thigh.

"Doctor." Isha ran to me, but in a nanosecond, I switched my position with my Seaborn King. Isha was unaware that she was making out with her lover. I dodged the bullet there.

"Hmm? What!" The Seaborn King of me gasped for air, having lost the battle of endurance against Isha. Isha was sulking and mad at me. They parted ways one by one. We waved at them and returned to our timeline.

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes, doctor. But why are you such an asshole to them?"

"I feel like it. Seeing your mirror self is hard. Seeing you weakened and pitying them, I can't be good or benevolent to them. I must be harsh to myself, despite them already enduring enough. But some of them indeed deserve to be beaten. But why bother, as long as I see them fine, that's all that matters. So when I'm done, I can rest in peace."

"We still have much to do, Doctor."

"Now what?" I pondered as we returned to our original timeline.

First, we ventured to the South, retrieving artifacts from past civilizations and exploring the mysteries of the Hollow Earth. I couldn't resist a bit of maniacal laughter, leaving a cheeky "Valtor was here" message behind. The others were less amused. We encountered various Durin settlements during our journey.

Next, we headed to the North, delving into the perilous depths of the planet's core. The fight against the terraforming monsters was swift, but casualties were high due to the constantly shifting maze beneath us. Upon reaching our destination, we discovered an ancient, cracked giant tree.

"Is this...?"

"World Tree, huh?" I mused. It turned out to be a magical recorder, akin to the Civilight Eterna. This tree was a manifestation of terraforming, dying. After purifying it, the tree regenerated, and something unexpected occurred.

"Starpod!" We observed as the Starpod vanished. This device, a terraforming device, was now sustaining itself. While it eradicated chaos, the consequences were both good and bad.

Seven days later, with the terraforming device resurrected, we activated the North Gate—a joint effort involving teams from various countries, NRL products, and Rhodes Island members. The expedition lasted approximately four days, extensively live-streamed worldwide. Talos Planet, both inside and outside the gate, was thoroughly explored. Abandoned ruins, civilizations, monsters, and more were meticulously studied.

Project Endfield concluded successfully, with numerous branches, predominantly my company, establishing a foundation for our next civilization. We proceeded to the Moon to restore the Moon Base, transforming it into a global communication hub to facilitate our expansion.

Ultimately, Neo Rhine Labs emerged as the leading company for further expansion, while Rhodes Island evolved into a highly respected pharmaceutical institution. Aegir joined forces with us four months after the new year, recognizing the advanced state of our civilization.

Now, with Talos 2 and the Moon under my control, the question lingered: what next?