《The Crawford's Multiverse of Madness》Epilogue 1.3 - Alices Galore
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(Alice POV)
It's been two weeks since we made this base our own.
Zeel got complete control of the facility through the hacking of The White Queen. After Dr. Isaacs' incident, I believe it was best to describe it as the A.I. surrendering.
With control of the facility came some perks as well.
The first thing I did was discontinue the cloning process. More and more clones would not help my situation.
If they died in battle, my power would grow, but also become more unstable. More importantly, I wasn't sure how the clones would affect my relationship with Zeel in the future.
Which man would want to see his girlfriend's face dating other men? That left either a massive harem or killing the clones since Zeel was not the type to be lenient.
Still, I allowed the clones in incubation to finish their cloning cycle. I still considered killing half-formed clones as murder.
Truth is, I didn't particularly like the clones. It made me feel less unique, and the fact that Zeel said nothing about it, irked me to no end.
Zeel's expression was very peculiar when looking at the clones. I could tell he was confused, but I wasn't sure about what.
Zeel would laugh when my thoughts were transmitted by the nanites.
"If you want to be unique then I wonder what you'll do when you realize there are probably billions of Alices out there," He said jokingly, but for me, it was anything but a joke.
I felt like he was referring to one of his many secrets.
I felt very uncomfortable and deeply disturbed looking at my face on the clones.
I considered them strangers and illegal copies of myself. It made me feel unappealing like I lacked a certain uniqueness all humans had.
This feeling was not in line with my usual thinking, I believe I felt this way because of Zeel's confusion.
With his immature emotions, I could understand that his confusion stemmed from the fact that he didn't know how to 'like' so many Alices.
The clones also made me feel inferior in front of Zeel.
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All the clones we awoke were virgins and I didn't like naked 'inexperienced' Alices prancing around my boyfriend the entire day.
There was having many Alices, and then there was having many Alices sleeping with your boyfriend.
I started feeling guilty about my thoughts concerning the clones, but such a feeling didn't last long.
Zeel, on the contrary, appeared as if he was in heaven. He began enthusiastically freeing the clones. I had a faint inkling that things would become complicated very soon.
After a couple of days of getting acquainted, I began to feel infinitely closer to the clones. I even went so far as to identify them as my sisters.
From that point forward, sharing everything I am with them, didn't seem like a bad idea. I felt like they were an extension of myself, sort of.
It was almost as if we had become a hive mind of sorts.
Like our telekinetic powers connected us in ways, I could not phantom.
Then my mind gave birth to an idea – what if I could use them to take out the Umbrella High command. After all, a bunch of Alices with similar powers and skills were better than one Alice, alone.
The hatred in the depths of my being had yet to be extinguished. Zeel and I spent a day or two to burry each Alice in the pit above the facility.
A couple of hours passed by and it was night time, Zeel and I always share rooms.
Since our departure from Raccoon City; we rarely spent time apart. Over the past two years, we always remained tied at the hips. Whether it be eating, sleeping, or taking baths.
I enjoyed the baths the most.
We had all the space in the world because of the apocalypse. The last thing we needed was more distance in our relationship.
We were so clingy, in normal times, it would be considered an unhealthy relationship. However, dependency was never born between both of us.
When the apocalypse gives you all the space in the world, then craving for someone all the time became mild in comparison.
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∞∞∞
*moan*
*gasp*
Zeel and I were making out and just as I was about to free his enormous dragon from its captivity, the door slid open, and in came four more Alices.
Zeel had a look of bewilderment, to which I just smiled in response and gestured for my sisters to join us.
Given it would be their first time having sex, they all seemed a bit shy and unconfident.
I decided to tell Zeel exactly what they wanted "My sisters want to experience what sex is like and since you're the only guy here,"
I said this in a teasing manner as if challenging his capabilities.
I once again gestured to my sisters so they could join our time of procreation.
Truth be told, I had not come to this decision lightly. I noticed that recently my enhanced body could barely keep up with Zeel's growing libido, so I decided 'why should only one Alice suffer?'
That night was filled with passion like no other. Most Alices in the base came to join in on the fun.
We were packed into the room like snakes in the mating season. Everyone rubbing on each other and Zeel thrusting from one hole to another, then another, satisfying each Alice was his mission for the night.
I, of course, got the most sex in the group. I felt special since Zeel could find me amongst all the Alices in the blink of an eye.
I found this very gratifying, and kind of concerning. It wasn't the fact that he could spot me that irked me, it was the fact that he needed me.
I thought he loved me because of the psychic partial-imprint that occurred the day we met, but now, I could see otherwise.
I watched him sleep with different Alices, and I could feel the dark thoughts that surfaced inside his mind, the kind of things he wanted to do to them.
At that moment, I knew that he didn't simply like me, I balanced a darker side of his personality.
By the morning, the number of Alices I counted was about fifty. The amount of defloration Zeel committed that night was surely some sort of record.
I have to admit, I enjoyed the entire orgy.
This was a treat from me to the sisters before we begin our mission – eliminating Umbrella Facilities.
∞∞∞
*groan*
Waking up in the morning, Zeel and I examined the room and were appalled when we counted sixty Alices'.
Alices were all over the place. On the floor, tables, and bed – heck some were even embedded in the wall.
Thank god for their advanced regeneration and sturdy bodies.
Zeel had a toothy grin and I had a small smile gracing my face thinking 'So this is what he is like when he doesn't hold back huh? Good thing I asked the girls to join,'
"Today I'll begin training them. We have a couple of months to prepare before we need to head out again," I whisper into Zeel's ears with my most seductive voice.
After having sex, Zeel, like most of the male species, would agree to anything I say.
It was my go-to technique when I needed something he wouldn't usually give me - like the motorbike I broke.
"Yeah, I still have a lot to get done and it has already been close to 5 years. At the rate things are going, it would take another dozen before I upgrade anything. I lack too many resources," Zeel replied with a peculiar glint in his eyes.
"But first," I say holding onto the pants he was about to put on.
"I think there are a couple of Alices that you didn't get to last night," I reminded hoping that all the girls could get their fill since it was as good an exercise as training.
"Well, I can't leave unfinished business," Zeel replied as his dragon woke up, starting another conquest for a couple of hours.
Later all clones were left satisfied and temporarily disabled.
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