Bab 28: Transcendent
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Within just a few days, Accelerator had managed to achieve something remarkable. Using his incredible powers and the resources he had acquired, he constructed a massive wall separating the Outer District from the Tokyo District. Standing at an impressive 10 feet tall, the wall served as a physical and symbolic barrier between the oppressed Cursed Children and the hostile society that shunned them.
Although Accelerator could have completed the project entirely on his own, the Cursed Children insisted on helping. Their eagerness and determination to contribute to their future sanctuary significantly sped up the progress. The bond between them and Accelerator grew stronger with each passing day. To them, he was more than just a powerful figure, he was their reliable big brother, the one who stood up for them despite the ceaseless protests.
The wall, now a formidable structure, effectively kept the protesters at bay. Despite the increasing numbers and rowdiness of the crowds that gathered, their anger and hostility were rendered impotent. They could no longer harm the children who were now safely protected behind the wall.
For the Cursed Children, Accelerator had become a beacon of hope and strength. His relentless efforts to build a utopia for them, despite the opposition, had elevated him to a heroic status in their eyes. They saw him as their savior, their protector, and he accepted this role, albeit reluctantly. He was not accustomed to being viewed as a hero, but the children's unwavering trust and admiration softened his otherwise hardened exterior.
Every morning, Accelerator dedicated himself to the construction of their sanctuary. Using a combination of telekinesis from vector manipulation, he built large, sturdy houses for the children. The walls were reinforced with a mixture of Vanadium and other easily accessible metals, a technique that allowed him to maximize his resources. The resulting structures were not only durable but also a testament to his ingenuity and determination.
The children, eager to help, played their part in the construction. They carried tools, fetched materials, and even assisted in minor tasks under Accelerator's supervision. Their participation not only sped up the building process but also instilled in them a sense of pride and ownership over their new home. They were no longer passive victims but active participants in shaping their future.
Despite his gruff demeanor, Accelerator found himself caring deeply for these children. He saw in them a reflection of his own struggles and was determined to give them the chance at a better life that he had once yearned for. This determination drove him to work tirelessly, balancing his responsibilities and ensuring that no detail was overlooked.
At night, Accelerator switched roles from builder to rescuer. He ventured into the Tokyo District, where he used his powers to locate and retrieve other Cursed Children still trapped in the hostile environment. Each rescue mission was fraught with danger, but Accelerator's unwavering resolve and formidable abilities ensured their success. He brought back children, one by one, adding to the growing community within the sanctuary.
Miori Shiba continued to supply him with Vanadium, her actions carefully concealed to avoid detection. She found herself drawn to Accelerator's cause, her initial interest now transformed into genuine support. The large sums of money he provided were enticing, but there was also an undeniable thrill in being part of something so significant and risky. She walked the tightrope between profit and peril with a sense of exhilaration.
To maximize the use of his resources, Accelerator ingeniously mixed the Vanadium with other metals, stretching his supplies and ensuring the durability of the structures he built. The houses were designed to be spacious and comfortable, a stark contrast to the squalid conditions the children had previously endured.
Despite his busy schedule, Accelerator made it a point to return to his apartment every night. Sana and Mina, the two girls he had taken under his wing, waited for him. Their presence was a reminder of his personal mission and a source of comfort amidst the chaos. He cared for them deeply and was determined to ensure their safety and happiness.
In the evenings, as the sun set and the city quieted down, Accelerator would sit with Sana and Mina, sharing stories and moments of quiet reflection. These times were precious, a brief respite from the relentless pace of his mission. The girls had become an integral part of his life, their trust and affection grounding him in ways he hadn't thought possible.
The protestors, meanwhile, continued to fume. Their efforts to disrupt Accelerator's work were thwarted by the imposing wall. They could only watch in frustration as the sanctuary grew day by day. Their threats and insults fell on deaf ears, their powerlessness a stark contrast to the strength and resilience displayed by Accelerator and the Cursed Children.
As the days turned into weeks, the sanctuary began to take shape. The houses stood tall and proud, the walls providing a sense of security that the children had never known. The community blossomed, the children playing and laughing, their joy a testament to the profound impact of Accelerator's efforts.
Unknown to the children, their sanctuary had also drawn the attention of others—figures who watched from the shadows, intrigued by the unfolding events. The city of Tokyo Area was a cauldron of tension, with various factions vying for control and influence. Accelerator's actions had upset the balance, and the ripples of his defiance were spreading far and wide.
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Accelerator decided it was time to visit Sumire's lab. He had pressing matters to discuss, and it would be a good opportunity to check on her progress. He took Sana and Mina along, knowing that Sumire's expertise might be crucial for Sana's condition.
As they arrived at Sumire's lab, the scientist looked up from her work, her eyes widening in surprise at the sight of the two girls. "My, what do we have here?" she said, a playful smile spreading across her face. "Accelerator, you've become a dad at such a young age? How adorable."
Sana and Mina glanced at each other, their faces turning a shade of pink at the teasing. Accelerator, however, was unfazed. He slumped and gave her a deadpan. "Cut the crap, Sumire."
Undeterred, Sumire continued, "I'm currently welcoming any requests for being a mom, you know," she said, her tone suggestive. "I think I'd make an excellent addition to your little family."
"Enough with the jokes," Accelerator snapped, though there was a hint of a smirk on his lips. "I need your help."
Sumire's expression sobered as she straightened up, her playful demeanor giving way to professional curiosity. "What's the problem? It's not Sunday yet, and that's our appointed time for meetings."
Accelerator gestured to Sana, who stood quietly by his side. "It's about her."
Sumire's eyes softened as she looked at Sana, instantly understanding the gravity of the situation. "You want to cure her blindness," she stated, her tone gentle.
Accelerator nodded, his expression serious. Sumire thought for a moment, considering the possibilities. "You're thinking of using the injections that enhance their Gastrea blood, right? To boost her healing capabilities?"
To her surprise, Accelerator shook his head. "No, that's not it."
Sumire raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Then what?"
Accelerator's next words left her dumbfounded. "I'm going to create a new race," he said, his voice calm and matter-of-fact.
For a moment, Sumire stared at him, wondering if he had finally lost his mind. But then she remembered the enigma that was Accelerator, the impossible feats he had already accomplished. A part of her, the scientist who thrived on the unknown, couldn't dismiss the possibility that he might actually be telling the truth.
"Are you serious?" she asked, her voice a mix of disbelief and excitement.
Accelerator met her gaze, his eyes cold and unyielding. "When have you known me to joke?"
Realizing the potential implications of his plan, Sumire's reaction became more intense. She could barely contain her excitement, her mind racing with the scientific possibilities. "Alright, alright," she said, her voice trembling with anticipation. "I'll prepare a room and get everything ready. Just tell me what you need."
"Just prepare the room," Accelerator said, pushing her gently to snap her out of her excitement. "It won't take long."
Sumire nodded eagerly, her professional demeanor returning as she moved to prepare a sterile room and gather the necessary equipment. Her mind buzzed with questions and theories, but she knew better than to bombard Accelerator with them now. There would be time for that later.
As she worked, she couldn't help but glance at Sana and Mina, the two girls who had come to mean so much to Accelerator. They watched her with wide eyes, their trust in Accelerator evident in their expressions. Sumire's heart softened at the sight, a surge of protectiveness and determination rising within her.
With the room prepared and everything set up, Sumire took a deep breath, ready to assist Accelerator with whatever unconventional procedure he had in mind. She couldn't deny the thrill she felt at being part of something so groundbreaking. The enigma of Accelerator had drawn her in once again, and she was eager to see what wonders he would unveil this time.
With everything ready and Sumire standing eagerly by his side, Accelerator carefully placed Sana on the operating table. Her eyes held a mix of trust and fear, but she nodded as Accelerator took her consciousness away, ensuring she wouldn't feel any pain. Mina was left outside, knowing that what she might see could be too traumatic.
Accelerator donned a laboratory gown, eliciting a chuckle from Sumire. "Well, don't we make a pair now," she teased, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
Accelerator smirked in response, his focus unwavering. "Let's get to work," he said, his tone firm.
As he prepared the instruments, Sumire couldn't help but ask, "Tell me more about this new race you're creating."
"They'll possess monstrous strength, agility, and endurance," Accelerator explained, his hands moving with precision. "Their regenerative powers will be insane, and each one will have a unique power derived from their blood."
Sumire's eyes widened with awe and curiosity. "Same with Cursed Children but more powerful?"
Accelerator nodded. "Yeah, no point if it was not powerful"
"And what do you plan to call this race?" Sumire inquired, her excitement barely contained.
"Transcendent," Accelerator replied with a smirk. "Because they will transcend all human limitations."
Sumire's excitement grew, but a question lingered in her mind. "How high is the chance of success?"
Accelerator's smirk widened. "I'm confident in my work," he said, exuding a calm assurance that only made Sumire more intrigued.
He started the procedure, pulling a vial from his inventory. The vial contained the modified blood of Muzan, devoid of any will or malevolent consciousness, but brimming with power. This blood was ready to help a new host reach unimaginable heights.
Taking a scalpel, Accelerator made a precise incision on Sana's chest, exposing her heart. Sumire watched in silent awe, her eyes fixed on the process. Accelerator merged the blood directly into her heart, watching as the transformation began.
An amazing scene unfolded before them. Sana's body began to glow with a soft, ethereal light. The aura seeping from her was almost divine, filling the room with a sense of wonder. Sumire could hardly believe what she was seeing. Sana's eyes, once clouded by blindness, began to heal, the damaged tissues regenerating at an incredible speed.
The large cut Accelerator had made healed within milliseconds, leaving no trace of the incision. Sumire's eyes widened in shock and amazement. "This... this is incredible," she whispered, unable to take her eyes off Sana.
Accelerator stepped back, his expression one of satisfaction. "Sana will now survive even if a nuclear blast disintegrates her body," he commented, his voice filled with confidence. "She's the Progenitor of the Transcendent race."
Sumire shook her head in disbelief. "You've actually done it," she murmured, a smile of pure admiration spreading across her face. "This is beyond anything I've ever seen."
The process was complete, and Sana lay peacefully on the table, her transformation a resounding success. Accelerator knew that the next step was to wait for her to wake up and observe the new abilities she would manifest.
As they cleaned up, Sumire couldn't help but probe further. "What kind of abilities do you think she'll have?"
Accelerator shrugged slightly. "It's unpredictable. The blood art could be anything, from elemental control to manipulating space. We'll have to wait and see."
Sumire nodded, still buzzing with excitement. "This changes everything, Accelerator. You've created something entirely new, something that could redefine the boundaries of science and biology."
Accelerator's expression softened slightly as he looked at Sana. "This isn't just about science. It's about giving them a chance. A chance to live without fear."
Sumire placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "You've done more than that. You've given them hope."
They waited for Sana to wake up, the anticipation palpable in the room. Accelerator's mind was already racing with the possibilities. Sana, the first of the Transcendents, would be the key to understanding the full extent of this new race's potential.
When Sana finally stirred, her eyes fluttering open, Accelerator was at her side in an instant. Her gaze, clear and sharp, met his, and a smile spread across her face. "Big brother," she whispered, her voice filled with gratitude.
"How do you feel, brat?" Accelerator asked, his voice surprisingly gentle.
"Different," Sana replied, a hint of awe in her tone. "I can see... and I feel strong. Really strong."
Accelerator nodded, a rare smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Good. Welcome to your new life, Sana."
Sumire watched the exchange, her heart swelling with admiration and pride. Accelerator had done something truly extraordinary, and she was honored to be a part of it.
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