Chapitre 126: Outbreaks and Captures
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~~~(POV: Dr. Emile Hamlton)~~~
~~~(Location: Plosis Prime)~~~
Just when I thought that I got away from the goddamn Parasite, it shows up here! It must've hitchhiked a ride on the ship!
Knowing we were escaping to a larger settlement!
Even after I scanned everything and everyone in the ship, it still got past my efforts to protect the rest of the Impyra galaxy! The scenes below me are disturbing, to say the least.
The few hours that I've been hiding in this penthouse, the Parasite has managed to consume and colonize the Capital City on Plosis, Jeroka.
Kyle and the rest of the crew are likely dead, and I was wise to go off my own in hindsight.
The entire world is likely to fall in a day or two, and that leaves me about a 6-hour window to find a ship off this rock.
The true capabilities of the Parasite are far deadlier than anyone could've imagined... They're capable of complex cognitive thought and processes, and they're likely doing it with the brain they get from the host they choose.
The smaller buildings below are already covered in the same disgusting biomass on the station in the Gord-Prime system.
This plague that we've unleashed is something that I never could've imagined existing... There is no known cure for it, and I doubt that anything will be developed for it.
"How the fuck do I escape this time... Think, Emile! There has to be something!"
If the Parasite does use the knowledge of the host, then they'll be able to fly ships. Assuming the Parasite is truly that dangerous and advanced.
My eyes move over the distances, and there are pillars of smoke coming from other cities off in the distance, and the sounds of blaster fire have already died down in Jeroka.
I'm probably the last one alive... The spaceport is going to be overrun completely, and that doesn't leave many more options... Something that'd be hidden... Isolated... I got it!
~~~(POV: Dr. Grace Virgil)~~~
~~~(Location: Gord-Prime system, onboard the station)~~~
Never in my entire life did I think such a lifeform could exist... I'm being held in a lump of biomass, facing the large creature... It's a hivemind, a central intelligence for the Parasite...
It moves in a manner that would befit a snake, and its flesh is composed of biomass, and it lacks eyes but has a giant mouth with 6 mandibles.
It's watching me, closely... It's already destroyed the fleet and taken everyone that was sent on board and turned them into vectors for the Parasite, be they a Combat Form, a Carrier Form, or an Infection Form.
"You. You are a finder and discoverer. You've found something that the seeders of the universe lost against..."
The monstrosities voice has multiple layers.
Voices of the dead that it's made of, and I find the fact it can communicate fascinating.
"By seeders of the universe, do you mean The Primordium?"
Since I'm likely going to die, I'd a least try and find some angle to play to get me out of here. The massive tentacles that make up the outer side of its body shift and reach out to me.
It slides a tentacle across my face, and it smells like human flesh, torn apart and repurposed.
"Primordium. The fathers and mothers that have created and molded the known universe, the ones that have provided me with what I need."
The Primordium lost against this... The Parasite...
"A single son of The Primordium remains, out among the stars."
What!? One actually exists!?
I'm about to ask another question, but before I can, it stops me and makes a hush with a tentacle in front of its massive mouth and 6 mandibles.
"Go. The Primordium that you seek from this day is known. You have served your purpose in this shallow tomb."
The biomass around me falters, and the many Parasite afflicted forms move aside.
An actual Primordium lives! This is absolutely groundbreaking!
"The last son of The Primordium will be my key, and you will be my compass to find him."
There is a knowledge and comprehension that I can't fathom in this creature, but I'm taking this chance to live. He's not the only one looking to play at an angle.
My path back to the transport ship is easy, and I leave the station.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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