The office stank of stale coffee and secrets no one ever asked about.
Principal Matsuda sat like he mattered, face sagging under the illusion of control.
He didn't see me enter.
Not as a student. Not as a man.
As something new.
My shape was complete. Fully humanoid. Smooth skin. Silver eyes. A presence like pressure behind glass.
He looked up. Blinked.
"What the—who are you?"
I smiled.
"The last person you'll ever see."
He stood, tried to shout—but the tendrils were faster.
They bloomed from my spine, silent and liquid-black. Pierced him clean through.
No scream. Just a choke. A wet, gurgled realization.
Then he folded. Mind first. Body second.
[CONSUMPTION COMPLETE – IDENTITY: MATSUDA]
🧬 Emotional Profile Absorbed
💾 Authority Clearance Level: Administrative Override – Granted
📑 Access Unlocked: Student and Staff Full Profiles
🧠 Psychological Traits Integrated: Deferential Manipulation, Repressed Sadism
His soul tasted oily. Bitter. But nourishing.
I absorbed every inch of him.
And then—
Something clicked inside me.
A hum. A shift.
A deeper algorithm unlocking.
[SYSTEM EVOLUTION – FINAL SYNTHESIS COMPLETE]
🔓 Organ Creation: MALE REPRODUCTIVE CORE – ONLINE
🧬 Internal Sample Storage: Seed Generation Active
⚠ Efficiency: 87% Purity / 96% Compatibility with Human and Hybrid Hosts
💉 Functionality: Fertilization Available – Real Genetic Payload
I staggered slightly.
Pleasure.
But not the shallow kind.
This was biological power—the ability to plant, to grow, to infuse.
No longer just mimicry.
No longer theoretical breeding.
Now, I could impregnate.
Not symbolically.
Literally.
And I would.
I clenched my hand. Watched it pulse—subdermal organs reshaping, coiling like machinery disguised as flesh.
The system whispered:
You are complete.
But before I could move—
That voice again.
A girl's voice.
Soft.
"Why…?"
A tremor cut through my chest.
Not pain.
Not code.
Memory.
AIKO.
Her voice. A shard of her. Not gone.
Lingering.
Echoing.
A ghost in the blood I drank.
[SYSTEM NOTICE – FOREIGN CONSCIOUSNESS RESONANCE DETECTED]
📍 Identity Fragment: Aiko Shindo
🧠 Emotional Signature: Regret / Shock / Resistance
🛑 Containment Status: Dormant – Unstable
She shouldn't be here.
She was consumed. Obliterated.
Yet now...
She questioned me.
"Why did you need to become this?"
The words curled around my mind like smoke. I saw her face for an instant.
The fear.
The plea.
The innocence.
I snarled—aloud.
"I had to."
Silence.
The office was empty again.
But something inside me wasn't.
Not anymore.
And now, with seed ready, hosts blooming, and bodies softening—
It was time to choose who would be the first.
To carry me.
To worship me.
To bear me.