The Last Primal Chapter 466
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The slender, delicate hand reached for the empty air, clenching and releasing as if exercising, using the muscles, and getting a feel for the new nervous system for the first time.
Five delicate, long graceful fingers moved in tandem, reminiscent of a feminine stature. Still, the most interesting quality wasn't the distinctly human shape it had, nor the fact that it seemingly retained most of the racial traits, but the fact that a faint, dim light enveloped it. A hollow, creamy white light glimmered from underneath the supple skin, giving it an even more feminine, pearl-white luster.
Once the hand reached for the sky, it didn't react immediately but kept on stretching its newly created muscles. Still, after a bit, it shot down, lounged for the now cracked surface of the shell, and reached for the edge to its left.
Then, abruptly it tore into it, ripping off a sizable chunk of the solid shell expanding the size of the crevice.
Shortly after a second limb, an other hand shot forth. Like siblings, the two hands intermingled as soon as they tasted the outside world, exercising, stretching their bones, joints, and knuckles. Cracking, popping sounds filled the empty air as the joints were warmed up for the first time since their creation.
The two wrists were madly moving the jointed hands, as the cracks and popped continued to be the only sound amidst the silence.
Aiden watched in silence, and with apt attention as two human-like appendages, slowly woke up, and reached down for the edges of the growing hole. Each hand taking a side, they began to work in tandem, tearing, and ripping away the solid surface, continuing to expand, and grow the dark hole, allowing the rest of the body to escape from its gooey prison.
The fleshy walls of the cocoon were shown no mercy. Like a wild beast, both slender-looking, delicate hands lounged themselves upon their unsuspecting foe, tearing apart its surface piece by piece.
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In a matter of seconds, the size of the hole increased, turning it into a wide chasm. Feeling that they accomplished their task, both hands reached for the side closest to them, using it as support.
Suddenly, irregular movements were visible inside the egg, as its resident finally gathered enough strength to attempt an escape. Like a volcano, the insides of the cocoon suddenly erupted, thick, viscous transparent fluid shot up to the sky, quickly followed by a head, hidden under a disheveled, mess of black, matte crown of hair, that reached way down below the neckline.
A loud gasp of air suddenly filled the room, the lungs thirsty to fill themselves to the brim with air forced the mouth to greedily suck on as soon as they escaped.
Number 3, as if oblivious of the eager spectator at the side, resumed her actions, and pushed herself further. Her body lifted high up in the air, glimmered with a faint hollow colorless light as it was revealed for the first time. In all of its naked glory.
As her gracious mounds bounced up following the force of inertia, Aiden had to avert his gaze, lest his mind would be filled with dark, unwelcome thoughts.
He felt that he shouldn't harbor thoughts like that for her. After all, she wasn't just his Master, the person that taught him almost everything he knew, but she was also somewhat of a parental figure in his life.
Illicit desires for someone that's part of his family, blood relations or not, he felt that was not appropriate, thus turning away from the sight and giving a light, but audible cough to raise her master's attention to the fact that she wasn't alone.
Unfortunately, Number 3 couldn't care less of her disciple's slight discomfort. She was overwhelmed with sensations that she couldn't properly process. It was as if she was just born, her entire being, felt new, fresh…
Also, there was this strange feeling, this need to vent, to unleash some of the overwhelming amounts of energy that now coursed in her body.
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As she finally escaped from the egg-like object that she found herself trapped in, she found herself in the midst of an overwhelming amount of questions and confusion. She plopped down on the ground, ignoring the fact that she was completely naked, taking her time to examine herself carefully.
She scrutinized, squinted, scanned her features surprised by the changes visible from a first glance.
She checked her arms, watched with great interest as she clenched her fists, before releasing the hold. She was confused seeing her tight, youth-looking skin, was baffled at the hollow luminescence that kept her in a perpetual creamy white coat of shield.
Still, what made her gasp in shock was when she glanced at her chest. Ignoring the fleshy heaps she was startled to find, to feel something entirely new, something that she couldn't understand inside her body.
Taking her time, she slowly sensed the object, growing more and more baffled and confused as her theories turned out to be true one after another.
Not sure what all of this meant, she shakily raised her head, turning towards her disciple for the first time and showing signs that she indeed registered his presence.
"W-w-what…" She stuttered, finding difficulty in speech for a brief moment. Pausing, she took a breather to calm her overexcited nerves and phrased the question once more. "What… is happening?"
She asked, looking with great bewilderment and confusion at his golden-eyed disciple.
"Master… You are awake!" Overwhelmed with emotions, Aiden also suddenly found a surprising challenge to respond. He looked at his master with a complicated look on his face. He was battling his tears, he was feeling an overwhelming joy, but at the same time, he was still wary, and concerned about her mindset. It was clear that she was confused, but at the same time, she didn't seem completely lost.
Ignoring his response, Number 3 asked again, as she gently caressed the spot on her chest where her newly created core was residing. Her lips quivered as she felt the gentle pumping, as it circulated the energy in her body.
"What happened… to me? Why… do I have… this in me?" She slowly pushed out the words asking the most important question that burned in her mind.
Her shock and surprise didn't even stop there, even as she inquired for some information. As she focused on the new crystalline organ inside her body, she also just now realized the unfamiliar source that now empowered her very being, the strange, mysterious energy that coursed inside her body.
She immediately understood that it wasn't mana, in fact, she was shocked to realize that she hadn't got an ounce of it in her body at all, but only this mysterious new substance.
She tried remembering what had happened, as there was a vague familiarity with this power, however, she couldn't. She found that her recollection of the immediate events before her awakening was a fuzzy, blurry mess. The images, the memories in her mind were corrupted, turning them into an unusable mess of junk. The only recount she was left with was an emotion of fear and hopelessness.
As she looked up at her pupil, seeing his worried, concerned gaze, Number 3 was overwhelmed with an uncanny sadness.
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