Al, feeling a mix of curiosity and concern, decided to check on Moga. He made his way to the designated area where Moga was supposed to be staying. As he approached, the pungent odour assaulted his senses, and he noticed a scattered collection of bones strewn around the exterior of a shed.
"Damn it! Don't spread your dirty sll around this place," Al muttered to himself, as he found it rather repulsive. Unlike other people, he also started to build so level of decency inside him because of his system's influence.
Disturbed, Al cautiously approached the shed, and with a wrinkled nose, he peered inside. The sight that t his eyes was nothing short of shocking. A group of naked won huddled together, their eyes wide with fear, and in the midst of them, Moga lay asleep like a wild animal.
Al's eyes narrowed as he took in the scene knowing it was not sothing extraordinary for him.
"After that first syringe, he is acting more like an animal. I think it did sothing to him. Well, it's not like I care. As long as I can keep him under my leash, all is well."
[What else did you expect? I clearly warned you about the result. You basically injected modified animal DNA into his body. His testosterone level must be out of the charts with that one.]
The voice inside Al answered his words without showing any emotions in her voice. It was as if she were doing things just because she had to do them.
Moga, waking from his slumber with a feral growl, grinned, "Al, just building strength and satisfying my hunger. These won are my tools. Bring more won and food!"
Al, though taken aback, replied with a calculated tone, "You need strength, Moga, not this madness. We're here for power, not... this. So work on making your techniques."
Moga chuckled, "You are really starting to look more and more like the man you hate. What is this disgracing talk about strategy and techniques? Find where Garnt is and I will simply break his body with my raw power! Look at this body, does it look like sothing that soone like Garnt could harm?"
He looked at Moga's body and was disgusted by it. Raw muscles were popping out of random places, and his size had doubled compared to when he was a normal human. Jagged protrusions of bone jutted out from his limbs, giving him an almost monstrous appearance. The twisted amalgamation of sinew and flesh made it difficult for Al to even recognize the person Moga had once been.
A twisted, leathery skin now covered Moga's enlarged fra, the colour a sickly hue that accentuated the unnaturalness of the transformation. What was once a familiar face now resembled a mask of horror, contorted and disfigured beyond recognition. Al couldn't help but feel a surge of revulsion as he observed the monstrous creature that stood before him, a stark contrast to the friend he had known.
Every step Moga took seed to emphasize the grotesque nature of his altered physique. His movents were erratic, the monstrous limbs flailing with an unsettling lack of coordination. As Al continued to stare in disbelief, a chilling realization crept over him – this disfigured monster was the result of a simple syringe.
"I should not keep that thing close to . It should only be used on idiots like Moga," He thought, as he decided to leave that man and look at his advisor who was waiting outside for him, but before leaving he decided to leave one final piece of advice.
Al sighed, "I'm not against your thods, Moga, but we need a force that Garnt can't match. Shape up, get stronger, and we'll crush them together. This, however, needs to change. We are running out of won and no matter how much you cum inside them, none of them are getting pregnant. I'm sad to say it, but you are not fertile anymore."
The news wasn't the most shocking for Moga, as he never wanted children, but Al found it interesting how much this syringe affected Moga as a human. However, compared to that, in front of him was a woman who had taken the sa syringe but showed a lot of good results, unlike Moga.
He was talking about none other than his own advisor, whom Al had found near a cave and had willingly asked to support him. He didn't understand why she wanted to support him, but he couldn't help but appreciate her; after all, she was perfect when it ca to fighting, as well as taking on challenges.
She was the first person to willingly say she wanted the syringe because most of the people rejected it after they saw what happened to Moga. Al didn't have many of them, and he only had five syringes, so he had to choose carefully whom he was going to inject them into. Until now, he had only used three of them, causing one of the people on whom he used it to die, with his heart exploding.
"Let's go and get ready for our grand plan. We are going to show Garnt that he is not on top of the food chain anymore. With our gathered power I think we could even defeat that giant animal we saw the other day,"
Al had confidence, but he knew the road to achieving all of these goals was not easy. Nevertheless, he was still ready to face them; after all, he had a system that supported and boosted his confidence.
***
For the next few days around Garnt's village, there were several festivals and ceremonies to celebrate Guni's birth. So of the people have already started to call her as the young matriarch, because she was supposed to be the next leader after Garnt, but Garnt knew that wasn't the case.
"They will have to show their worth if they want to be the next leader. I won't let them ruin anything we built, even if they are my children." He showed before being a parent, he was a good leader.
*Sigh
"Why are you talking about these things now? She hasn't even celebrated her first birthday," Gundo muttered as she found Garnt's words strange and thought he was being extra with his words.
While they were talking with each other, Kara and Kiriah approached Garnt with excitent written all over their faces, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. Garnt couldn't help but wonder what was happening at the sudden turn of events. The festivities and leadership discussions were montarily forgotten as he focused on the urgency in their voices.
"Garnt! Garnt!" Kara gasped, trying to catch her breath. "It's happening! The egg... the egg from the cave, it's cracking!"
Garnt's eyes widened, a surge of energy coursing through him. Gundo exchanged a surprised glance with Garnt, both realizing the significance of this mont. The atmosphere around the village square buzzed with excitent as the news spread, and people began to gather, eager to witness the rare spectacle of the animal's birth.
"We can't miss this. Ayra quickly take Guni, let's go and see what is happening,"
Without wasting a mont, Garnt, Gundo, and Ayra joined Kara and Kiriah in their sprint toward the designated spot where the egg was supposed to hatch. The air was thick with anticipation, and the rhythmic thuds of their footsteps echoed through the village.
As they approached the site, Garnt could see a small crowd had already gathered, murmuring excitedly. The egg, carefully secured in a nest of soft materials, showed visible cracks, a sign of the new life within seeking to erge. Beside the egg, Maro stood with her behaviour looking rather confused, as she knew sothing must be happening to her beloved egg.
She was looking rather uneasy, as she kept running around and howling like she was having a crisis of her own.
Kiriah, unable to contain her excitent, shouted, "It's happening! It's really happening! Sothing is really going to co out of that egg."
Garnt didn't want a huge crowd gathering and disturbing the birth, so he asked so of his guards to disperse the crowd, only allowing a few people in the area.
"I will go; also, make sure that we have sothing to feed the animal that is going to co out. I don't know what they will eat, but I guess so milk will do," Garnt said, looking at Rona, and she quickly acted upon his orders. However, before she could go and collect it, Eva decided to speak.
[Garnt, don't feed milk. If the animal that is going to co out of this egg is going to be a reptile, then they will be lactose intolerant, so it is better to feed so insects or just small fishes.]
"Got it!" He then asked Rona to do it, and went ahead and started to pet his majestic pet would and calm her down. "Maro, I'm here now, don't worry! I will stay with you for this special mont,"
As Garnt continued to stroke Maro's fur, a deep bond of understanding seed to pass between them. Maro, sensing her owner's presence and the reassurance in his voice, gradually settled onto Garnt's warmth. The majestic pet wolf lowered herself onto the ground, her large, protective fra curling around the mysterious egg that held the promise of new life.
"Let's welco this new mber now!"
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