Chapitre 23: 23. Ooman
Location- Caelum (Mars)
[Caelicetus POV]
I looked from above at my creation, he was born two days ago after three weeks of incubation. He won't become the second coming of Einstein. He was not dumb, just special.
He liked to glare at the purple grass very, very intensely with the equivalent of a scowl on his muzzle. As if the grass personally insulted him or he was trying to win a staring contest. Good luck, I will also lose to grass in this type of contest if it's not the grass with eyes that grow in Olaf cave.
And he was only two days old, still better than a useless human infant. He could improve. I might be a bit harsh, though.
I named him Poyo, after the high-pitched sound he always makes when he sees me. He constantly repeated this. The meaning was unknown to me, if there ever was one, to begin with. Anyway, he was cute and obeyed me, like a trained puppy…
A puppy the size of a small car but still a puppy. Not that his size mattered that much; everything that isn't half my size is small.
He was currently clumsily waddling his way onto a peddle beach with his webbed feet, the back and forth of the waves behind illuminating their surroundings.
It was night on this part of Caelum. And the water glowed since this part of the sea was filled with bioluminescent microorganisms of all colors.
His three sets of blue gills stood up, on full alert. He looked left and right, trying to put himself on his back legs to have a higher vision of his surroundings but failed miserably. He put himself back up.
He was staring intensely with his small black beady eyes on his goofy face at what looked like the offspring of a lion and its saltier and spikier counterpart of the sea. It was sleeping on the beach, unaware of its surroundings.
Well, it was invisible to most, that is why I dubbed them as shadow and, the lion fish lion or tasty snack since they tasted like strawberry. And they usually traveled in packs, which wasn't the case here. A fatal error.
His position was similar to that of a cat ready to pounce on his prey. His blue fish tail was swinging back and forth in excitement.
Poyo opened his mouth wide, then three black tongues covered in poisonous spikes shouted out of his mouth at extreme speed.
Ensnaring the male shadowmane, who by now was futilely trying to free itself, then Poyo proceeded to drag it back into his mouth, swallowing the animal's whole, its new permanent home being his stomach.
He then burped and smashed his head against the rocky beach until he fell unconscious. I think he is too lazy to fall asleep normally or just defective.
Maybe adding a part of the pink blob in him was a bad idea, don't know don't care, I couldn't make one like him again anyway. At least for the foreseeable future.
Creating life by mixing recently dead lifeforms is a bit like a gacha but more random and it doesn't make you want to commit genocide.
Most of the 'animals' that I make end up as a pile of flesh, bones, mouths, eyes, twitching limbs in too many numbers, and usual organs like the heart being outside of the 'body'. Failure that I ate or gave to Olaf.
I could do it with the flora, the result being also mixed. And also with flora and fauna mixed. It is with this that I made the grass with humans-like eyeballs that ended in the ice titan cave and four creatures that were essentially a big mouth filled with teeth on four chubby legs and with 'mushrooms' on their back and a small tail.
In all cases, the 'gene' of obedience was put in them. Just in case. It was created for a reason I assume. Even if they would have obeyed me if they could in the first place.
I also discovered a failsafe 'gene' when I studied the astrodelphis blueprint, that can on my command, cause the cells to do autolysis, meaning they commit suicide. Killing the individual with that 'gene' in the process.
Anyway.
I did other things during these three weeks, very productive things, such as eating, a lot of eating, teaching Olaf and Peach braille with moderate success, and trolli-playing with Olaf as a Father should.
Learning about the Architechs culture and how they have 764 different sex, biological not how the person identifies itself.
And looking over the two M.U.T.Os eggs that started to fuse together, while I played with their genes. Though, I was very careful with this one.
Not forgetting that I think my third set of eyes is starting to form but it will take some time.
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[Third Person POV]
Five weeks passed but the topics around the world hadn't changed that much.
The different groups and individuals in the world that believed in Caelicetus as a God started to regroup together in person or on the Internet.
Fights and disagreements were starting to become more and more important between them and the other major religions. Some were more extreme than the others and ended with a certain number of deaths for all sides.
And that is why they formed a unified front under the banner of one united religion, The Caelian Collective. The supreme leader of the religion was still anonymous but whoever it was, the person was a billionaire and extremely powerful public figure with hands everywhere.
The rover AHAB is 3.5 meters (11.5 ft) in height, 5 meters (16.4ft) in width, and weighs more than two tons.
He was a miracle of technology costing billions of dollars, and months of work from the best of the best.
This beauty was finally going to land on Mars, he was currently entering the atmosphere after more than a year of travel. His thermic being made with the denser atmosphere in mind.
Monarch and NASA professionals were paying attention to all minute details. They were in a hidden base, somewhere in the USA.
AHAB was currently on autopilot but they could still take control of it and unclench the parachutes earlier or make it change trajectory and land in the water.
"Eh?", a man uttered in confusion as he stared at the data sent back, the rover stopped moving in the middle of the stratosphere.
He called for help, Rick arrived and started to talk, "What the problem son?", he looked at everything on the screen, his face gaining a new wrinkle and getting taller with each line he read.
The old man pinched the bridge of his nose and said with a hint of rage and terror, his heart was pounding in his chest, dozen of apocalypse scenarios flashed in his mind, "Oh, yes that's a fatass whale-sized problem we got here… Fuck, I said to destroy the dumb robot but nobody listens to old people this day."
The profile of Titanus Cetus or Caelicetus as the titan called himself changed a lot.
They couldn't interpret a lot of things, the titan could write a language known to humans, how that didn't have fucking clue.
And they were still clueless about what cake and lies he was talking about or of the sentence as they had totally different meanings and they weren't the only ones.
He was evidently sapient, something that is still debated in Monarch. Most of the employees recognized those titans as god-like beings, but one that was as smart as them and that could destroy Earth at his whim was hard to swallow and accept.
People all around the room started to talk in confusion about what was going on. A middle-aged man in an expensive suit said in a calm voice, "Don't worry it must be a bug, a perturbation, or something like that."
"I don't think you understand the gravity of the situation, Mister Simmons.", Rick retorted, he didn't like the guy one bit. He didn't like the mask he was constantly wearing.
"Haha. We worked on it together, my friend. You're getting old? Oh, it's back look. Back to work people. Advancement depends on us.", Walter Simmons heartily laughed and said with a gentle smile. He was a charismatic man, showing a visage of nobility, but in truth, he was one of the worst.
He wanted humans to stay the dominant species on Earth, he hated Gojira and every titan, certainly, the dull sparkling whale was more powerful, and he acknowledged the immense danger of this extraterrestrial abomination. It was a threat.
But it was just a bigger obstacle in the grand scheme of things. Humanity will advance and sacrifice no matter the cost on human life were needed and will happen. As long as it wasn't him, that is.
Apex Cybernetics, his brain baby will advance humanity to things they would have thought possible with the use of technology.
Everything getting in his path will get eliminated or will bend to his will.
The CEO of Apex Cybernetics goes slightly wider, AHAB's main camera was directed at a giant monster with white fur, a beak, an ice horn on the tip of the muzzle, and a goat horn on the size of its horns. Gasps of shock were heard all around the room.
"Mr. Freeze has certainly changed…", trailed Rick, his gaze landed on Walter and he nervously chuckled.
On Caelum (Mars).
"This is a cheap human device specially made to spy on us.", Caelicetus lectured a mesmerized Olaf, AHAB was in his grasp.
"Ooman? Food?", the ice titan said with excitement with a tilt of his head to the right, his gaze fixed on the strange glowing box attached to a white box, itself put on round multiple boxes, with another box attached to the side.
"If you want. This one was made by I don't know if there isn't any name on it. Anyways, this metal box is a rover and it's a way for humans to see us.", the whale titan said. He blocked every other camera on the rover with sand.
Olaf made wow and purred, he walked closer to the metal box rover thing. Sat in front of it. Took it in his talon and put it in his beak and then spit it out with visible disgust. Carlicetus grabbed it and gently put it back on the ground, the wrong side.
"Not yummy, Olaf not happy. Ooman tastes like, like...huuuu, thingy moved!.", he declared with a huff, but excitement returned immediately as he saw the round dark box, the wheels move and made a strange sound he had never heard before.
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