Capítulo 699: Creative Mode
"Try create a Titan here." he asks as he deposits Ymir onto the ground. She gives a firm nod of her head and squeezes her fists together as if to crack them, despite the lack of any noise to support it. Lastly, she smacks her cheeks and steps forwards to start gathering sand?
She pulls sand together into a vaguely humanoid shape that was lying on its back... Or front? It was kind of difficult to tell with its lack of facial features. After that, Ymir begins adding finer details, eyes, mouth, hair?
She didn't seem to be trying to create anyone, in particular, the creation became more monstrous the more time went on. Its mouth slightly too large for its face, with teeth slightly too large for that.
Its hair was long, as if the creation was supposed to be a woman, but Ymir seemingly refused to add any identifiable sexual characteristics... No boobs, no genitals, nothing.
"There a reason you aren't giving this thing breasts? Looks like it should be a woman to me." he asks from the side.
Ymir just turns her head and gives a mock-wretch in response, as if his question was too gross to dignify a proper response. She continues her work and eventually finishes it off by biting her thumb and dripping a drop of blood onto the sand.
The crimson splotch splashes and immediately begins to spread to the rest of its body, covering it in a red film that soon begins to peel off like sunburned skin.
Ymir skips over to Michael as they watch the transformation ensue, soon revealing a humanoid creature just under Michael's height that looked identical to what Ymir had created in the sand. It tilts from side to side for a couple moments before looking at them, a low growl leaving its monstrous-looking face.
"So... A mini-titan?" he questions Ymir, he remembered seeing depictions of her building full giant titan bodies in sand with her hands a bucket alone. Which would take a half or year or more to complete if she went at it constantly for each one... If that's what she did for this one, only making it human size, then this ability of hers would be less effective than he'd anticipated.
In her strange afterlife time didn't function properly there, giving her what was essentially an eternity to build each and every titan. Sadly, or rather not? That didn't apply here, meaning Ymir's ability to construct titans was drastically weakened.
Though, he wasn't going to force her to make titans if she didn't want to. He imagined doing the same thing for god knows how long would get old for even the most patient person.
Ymir nods at his question, skipping over and patting the mini-titan on different parts of its body. Much to the titan's annoyance judging by the hiss it'd give with every moment of contact.
"Command it to that rock over there." he gestures at the cliff face.
Ymir nods, slapping the mini-titan's arm and pointing, causing it to reluctantly hobble over and start punching the rock at full force, causing its hands and arms to break from the force of the impacts. It continues despite that however, and Michael concludes that pure titan didn't feel any sort of pain, unlike shifters.
"Can you make bigger titans without creating them in sand first?" he questions.
Ymir shakes her head and drops her hand on her lithe bicep, as if she'd need to do it all by hand.
"Let me try something..." he mutters, using telekinesis to gather a large amount of sand and shape it into a four-meter-tall humanoid body. He gives it an incredibly basic and rudimentary mouth and eyes but also creates an additional eye in the middle of its chest, right on its solar plexus. "Alright, try bring that to life."
Ymir nods, dropping some blood on it and scrambling backwards as the transformation begins. Even she seems surprised that it'd worked, watching on with wide eyes as the ground rumbles.
The new titan pulls itself off of the ground and stands facing them... To be frank, the basic eyes and mouth he'd given it were far more horrifying than any hyper-realistic depictions would ever be... Not to mention the functional eye on its chest that idly blinked at them.
"Youknow, this kind of feels like Spore..." he shrugs his shoulders at Ymir's confused look, "It's a game, eh, I think I have a copy back at the tower, I'll show you it sometime." he says before refocussing on the creature they'd made. "How strong is this?"
Ymir gives her own shrug, ordering it to pick up the large rock the tiny one had and still was punching. It stomps over and raises the thing above its head with ease, even able to throw it a good distance into the ocean.
"Huh... So, got any more tricks?"
While Ymir wasn't actually sure what she could do, she seemed to have instincts drawing her towards certain things. It turned out that she couldn't only create titans out of sand, she could create basically anything.
She cups a handful of sand and concentrates for a moment, turning the many granules into iron sand. She could create gold too but, it was extremely tiring for her, enough so that she almost passed out on the spot... Strange given she could create towering Colossal Titans without sweating at all...
"Maybe you're just not used to using this kind of power?" he wonders aloud while stroking her hair, "From what I can tell you're something between a God of Life and Creation... A stupid-powerful combination if you worked on it."
Ymir yawns in response, her eyes drooping from the exertion.
"Let's head back... But next time I wanna try making a fish titan... Imagine the looks on the Thalmor's faces when a giant human-faced fish destroys their fleet!" he chuckles.
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