LIGHTNOVELONLINE 2. No one escape gravity!
It has been a week since Caelicetus's awakening, he learned a lot about his new body and where he currently lived.
The calf realized that the mountain he made collapse was not a mountain but Olympus Mons. He was amazed and at the same time a bit proud that he destroyed a 21-kilometers (13,19 mi) volcano, even if he did it by a freak accident combined with pure luck.
The volcano coupled with the familiar red sands, inhospitable and lifeless wasteland, dust storms, and the beautiful blue Sun at sunset and sunrise, appeared smaller than the Sun seen from Earth.
There were too many coïncidences, he reincarnated on Mars, he didn't know in what universe though, he hoped he wasn't in the DC or Marvel Comics universe or others possessing a Mars and that's what we're also filled with malevolent nigh-omnipotent beings.
Caelicetus didn't idle on what or who let him reincarnate, if there was any in the first place, it was a rabbit hole that led to insanity, more than anything else, and frankly it's stupid to worry about things currently way out of his league and control.
He was a carefree whale calf, carefree whales are happy whales, and happy whales wouldn't worry about things like night omnipotent beings that were potentially playing chess with souls of 'mortals' for shit and giggles.
Changing subject.
One of many things he did was play and learn about his new abilities and body.
He felt like his mind was more advanced but at the same time utterly alien compared to that of a human, it was like his brains were powerful quantum computers in terms of raw powers, though he didn't know that he had more than one.
And he could also multitask, quite easily, which was strange at first like he was one individual but with different thoughts process going on at the same time. Anyway, it felt exhilarating to feel his mind work faster and smoother than it was as a human.
He could sense the magnetic field, the gravitational force, the radiation, and many more senses, all of which make his brain filled with a multitude of new information, and all made him remember each time that he wasn't human, well he wasn't particularly unhappy about it anyway. He died and had a second chance as a super-powered space whale, why would he complain about that?
He could make wormholes by bending gravity around his body, this is the entrance or 'black hole' while doing the same at another location, this is the exit or 'white hole', the two being connected by a one-way space-time tunnel, named hyperspace. (Imagine the Stargate, Caelicitus is the gate entrance but he can also move to any exit he creates and desires. Or a simple one-way portal, that sucks things at A and expels things at B. Hope it isn't too confusing.)
He didn't have that much control over it, for now, he could only go from a point A, him, to a point B. As if it was hard-wired in his body to do only this but he felt that he will be able to control it in the future and make it way more than the 'simple' movement ability it currently is.
Nevertheless, he understood and felt that to make two connected and artificial mini wormholes, the quantity of calculation to do and raw power necessary is terrifying, to his past human point of view but from his present space whale point of view it was normal. Showing how he changed in such a short time, and he let it happen, the body has an immense impact on the mind.
For this very reason utilizing it is mentally and physically taxing and it also has a kind of cooldown for his brain to, well, cool down.
Furthermore, the less he knew about his destination the more taxing it became for him. One good thing is that distance has only a minor impact on its cost.
And let's say that going in hyperspace for the first time was quite the trippy and unforgettable experience.
That is why just after the space jumped and his minutes-long roaring-singing, he was a bit drained and even hungrier than he already was. He felt the urge to float higher and higher and that is exactly what he did, when he felt he was high enough he opened his huge mouth.
It was enough for his crystal-like baleen plates on his upper mandible to be noticeable, they were as thin as a hair, inflexible, sharper than obsidian, and five times more durable than diamond.
Then he felt different unknown organs work up simultaneously in his belly and throat and he started to swallow the air.
The suction force was so strong that even an adult African elephant would have been sucked in and the poor animal wouldn't have liked it, at all. Especially it's meeting with the baleens.
Caelicetus didn't know this minor fact about his new 'dentition' even when he played with his gigantic tongue against them, no cut or wound was made on it since it was also covered by a similar material but it was flexible and blunt.
Thousands of tons of various gas, liquid, and particles around and in front of his rostrum started to get swallowed in his open maw, he felt everything go into multiple stomach-like organs, which felt a bit off at first.
If we go past his disbelief at eating inorganic matter, and in such an inhuman way, it felt right and didn't taste bad. He continued to float around like this for the rest of the day, he periodically felt something similar to a sneeze, at which moment he stopped his feeding, unsealed his two blowholes at the top of his head, and blew for several minutes a bluish and bright mist seemingly full of strange energy.
On another note he noticed that he was more childish and playful, he also caught himself calling for his 'parents', at least this is how he interpreted it, obviously no one replied to his call.
It was a bit depressing, in his last life he lost his parents in a plane crash just one day before his 24 birthday. They were his last family members, so not having 'parents' in this new life was just plain sad.
However, those calls of his helped him comprehend that he was a baby, a calf to be exact. He knew a bit about whales, he loved the animals, and he always thought of them as majestic, beautiful, and at the same time powerful and graceful.
Whales and cetaceans in general were extremely social and intelligent animals, and also very good mothers; it wouldn't be far-fetched that their luminous space and alien counterparts, his species, would have some similarities in behavior.
He also noticed that during this week he grew, he didn't know by how much. His only tools of measurement are boulders, which he doesn't even know the size of. He was getting bigger and getting bigger every day but by how much? He didn't have a fucking clue and he didn't like being in the blind about his species.
He didn't have a stupid system that gave him information about things and dictate his every move. This was real life for him, not some video game where everything is given to him on a platter. He needed to discover, test, learn and comprehend everything about his new self with his own hands or flippers in his case.
He also played with his gravity control, first moving by levitation, literally swimming in the air. He freaking loved it, he could move however he wanted, direction, altitude, and down and up all of them being meaningless to him, even if he was a bit slow compared to some bird of his past life.
Though he was still faster than a regular car, and he couldn't stop his self-levitation since it was tied to his heartbeat, not that he would if he even could. Why would he do that in the first place? It was against all of his instincts, Caelicetus species stopped defying gravity when they died or entered cryptobiosis which they essentially never do.
The calf felt freer than a bird in the sky or a fish in the sea, it was just more in every aspect than the feeling of walking he remembered from his human life.
He could also make things levitate by changing their weight, pulling, pushing, stopping, or augmenting, or creating gravity hold on them, for short altering the gravity of an object and its surroundings. This resulted in a telekinesis-like power that could have the potential to do much more than that.
The current problem was that he was like a baby learning to walk, talk and use his hand at the same time, well Caelicetus was literally a baby, so he was very clumsy and his control wonky at best but he was getting better.
Even with his super-brain, he won't master his gravitokinesis in one week, and to boot, he is a growing calf that spends most of his time eating and has problems controlling his power output.
When you send a boulder to space or transform it into fine dust when you simply want to make them float just above the ground. You know your control isn't the best.
But he still had fun, who wouldn't? He even saw one make a pretty firework in the sky.
He continued to live his life like this five years passed and he didn't even realize it, he ate, grew a lot he reckoned he was 5 times the size he was when he woke up and one two hundred times heavier (130m or 426 ft long and weighted more or less 40 000T) and he was still growing, he never truly slept only one part of his brain would and they would change each time.
The calf didn't leave Mars, he didn't feel ready for it even now, but soon it will be the case. Not that he will be gone for long.
He totally forgot humans even existed, until he saw strange and long tire tracks on his Mars, yes he considered the planet his and only his or if others were to come or be born on it they would have to obey him. His instinct told him so. Unless they wanted to be sent to another dimension.
During the first year, Caelicetus felt Mars's core deeply resonate and connect with him as if he was its lifeline and only hope, which he was, it later developed into a sort of maternal/paternal love, the planet seeing him as its own son, and he was more than happy with that.
It immensely helped him cope with his lack of parents and the companionship his instincts yearned for.
So when he saw the little rover at the end of the tracks, he was at first infuriated before hushing his instinct to crush the machine. It was just a robot and losing control for that was embarrassing.
And he got better ideas for it when he saw the camera on it. He could use it to troll the humans.