RE: Reality Smuggler (R-18)

Ka* Ka* Ka*

More cracks formed on the cocoon.

And then, a small hand pushed from inside, breaking the dome.

Crumble*

The cocoon broke, revealing a small figure inside, lying on its side.

The skin was porcelain-colored, looking flawless and delicate.

The hands were small and dainty, and the legs were small and cute.

The figure had a flat yet perfect body without flaws or blemishes.

The fingernails were trimmed and human-like.

Its ankle-long smooth hair was greyish-green, like a dreamy waterfall.

And the face... was divine.

Its round face had almond-shaped, vivid golden eyes under arched greyish-green eyebrows.

Its slightly parted pale yellow soft lips revealed two rows of delicate pearly teeth.

It had a small and exquisite nose and a pair of round ears, and its two glowing porcelain cheeks had a hint of tulip blush.

It had a slightly pointed chin and narrow jaw, and its pale throat was soft and its neck elegant.

And, as if adding a final touch from god, its round forehead was decorated by a round onyx gem, like a third eye.

It is...

It is...!

"A little girl???" - My face contorted in confusion.

The muscular nightmare-inducing Minion that almost gorged itself to death turned into a... naked little girl.

Not just any girl, but a 6-year-old girl that looked like a natural child model after Photoshop.

It's okay if it is a female, even an ugly one, but at least let it be a fully grown adult. Not a doll-like child!

While stunned, the child sat on her knees, holding herself up with her hands between her legs, barely hiding her privates, and looked at me with her expressionless apathetic face.

Her expressionless face had a hint of reverence as she spoke her first word in a soft, angelic voice.

"God." - She said, her unnaturally golden eyes shining as if looking at her idol.

Oh, wait, I AM her idol. Her god.

"...What have I done?" - I felt like crying.

"I only wanted some muscle, MUSCLE! A grunt that will follow my orders. I wanted someone to fight the Stalker leader and bash heads after that. And now... I have a loli. The cute type of loli that I dare not order around. And she even calls me god. I have the urge to call the police on myself."

I am indeed lucky. So lucky that, on my first try, my first Zealot evolved into the rarest kind of Kin.

I won the grand prize!

An angelic-looking loli that worships me as her god.

It reminded me of that sick cult called the Kidwelly sex cult, now known as The Family International.¹Real

"TROD!!! What the fuck is this?!" - I screamed in my mind.

{Unexpected result. Perhaps it regressed into a child state to accommodate her evolution.}

"Yeah. No, duh, Sherlock. But what am I supposed to do with her?! How the hell is she supposed to fight the Stalker Leader?!" - I conveyed exasperatedly.

{Perhaps you can Analyze her. Maybe there is a solution.} - Trod suggested.

"..." - I remained silent and looked at the naked loli.

She tilted her cute little head while staring at me.

"... First things first." - I said and went inside one of the bedrooms.

A bit later...

I returned with a dusted-off quilt and gave it to the loli.

"Wear it." - I ordered.

"Yes." - She nodded and draped it over herself.

"At least she can understand what I mean." - I sighed in relief.

Teaching her from square one would be a nightmare.

Facing the now-covered loli, I sat on the sofa and decided to analyze her.

"Analytical Eye."

Basic Energy: 140.5 -> 130.5

Unlike the Minion before, I needed to stare at her for 5 seconds to get the info.

The sheer amount of data was staggering.

Finally, when it was finished, the data formed a large file containing a shortened summary of the little girl before me.

Well, even if I say shortened, it is LONG!!!

 

 

Name: — (Ic'thotl'itrod's Zealot)

Race: Ascended

Species: Kin (Human/Flora/Fungus hybrid)

Age: 0 days

Lifespan: 1,078

Gender: Female

Body Type: Human (Child, Rapid Growth)

Intelligence Level: Exceptionally Gifted

Mental Energy: 10 (25) (Child, Rapid Growth)

Notable Racial Characteristics: High Overall Performance, High Pain Tolerance, Enhanced Mind, Fast Regeneration, Inherited Knowledge, High Evolutionary Potential, Night Vision, Partial Photosynthesis, Fast Digestion, High Energy Crystal, Crystal Wavelength Communication, Shared Senses(Eyesight, Hearing), High Command Authority, Susceptible to Hierarchy Commands.

Stable Evolutionary Branches: Ascended Psi-Warrior, Ascended Shapeshifter, Ascended Relicsmith, Ascended Biomancer, Ascended Technomancer, Ascended Pathfinder, Ascended Mindweaver

Description: Although technically still Kin, the Ascended are Intergalactic-Class Transhumans and the original goal of the Kin Specie's creation, accidental or not. They enjoy superiority in all aspects compared to Humans while retaining some beneficial Kin aspects. Due to their special status, they are considered the true nobility of the Kin Species and command great respect. As Intergalactic-Class Transhumans, the Ascended possess an incredible untapped psychic potential built for intergalactic warfare and conquest.

Combat Ability Evaluation: The Ascended generally hide behind hoards of Kin, commanding them with great skill, but don't be deceived. They are great warriors and soldiers in their own right, able to use advanced technology and fighting techniques with incredible mastery and finesse. Because she is a child, her combat prowess is significantly reduced, but she can still fight and even beat a full-grown Human Martial Artist in hand-to-hand combat thanks to her superhuman strength and inherent fighting knowledge.

Status in Kin Society: The Ascended race is the true nobility of the Kin species, garnering high respect in Kin society. As long as they don't antagonize them, Kin Leaders and above are fiercely protective of young Ascended, like their biological children. It is hard coded in their genetics. This urge multiplies to the point of insanity when it comes to a female Ascended, as they can bear more Ascended children later.

High Command Authority Notes: Although weaker than Kin Leaders, the Ascended are born with the hierarchal authority of a Leader. As such, they can command Soldiers and Stalkers. However, attempting to control the Kin under another without permission can result in an antagonistic relationship. Also, only stronger Ascended can command other Ascended.

Hereditary Notes: The Ascended that evolve from Minions are the augmented clones of the infected humans of this world, inheriting most of their appearance, personality, and gender. Other aspects, however, were overwritten by their Transhuman augmentation.

Growth Period: The Ascended has two growth options. Those born naturally grow slowly and steadily, becoming full-grown at 18 years old before aging very slowly. But Minions who evolve into Ascended go through a process of rebirth, initially reborn in the body of a 6-year-old child to ease the transition. The child then matures rapidly for one year, reaching full adulthood. It is an embedded survival mechanism to ensure the continuation of the Ascended even if they all perish.

Reproductive Notes: The Ascended are 99% human and can reproduce with Humans. The resultant child's race, however, depends on the mother. There are no notable benefits in cross-breeding. The female Ascended can control their ovulation, allowing them to choose when to produce children as a form of population control.

Inherited Knowledge Notes: Knowledge is embedded in the Kin pathogen, only accessible to Ascended Kin. This knowledge includes common languages, survival knowledge, fighting skills, war tactics, espionage, management skills, lawmaking, politics, math, biology, physics, mechanics, robotics, rocket science, computer science, etc. However, much of it is locked to avoid overloading the brain with irrelevant details but can be accessed when needed. It is a backhand implanted in the Ascended to prevent the loss of all the technological advancement of Humanity in case all of society perishes.

Eating Habits: Although their default staple is Kin meat, they have a strong digestive system and are omnivores. Unlike their lesser Kin brethren, the Ascended are indifferent to Human flesh, likely because of their almost identical genetic makeup holding no appeal.

Secret Evolution Condition: For Minions to evolve into Ascended, they need to eat both a Kin Soldier and Stalker, crystals included. Of course, this is a ridiculous concept that shouldn't happen, and even if they eat them, it has a high death rate. This is to prevent the Ascended from being cruelly born in unfavorable conditions. When Kin evolve into Rulers, they automatically know of this secret, and they then attempt it through an instinctive urge, gradually creating the first few Ascended. The Ascended themselves also know this secret through their inherent knowledge, and they can do it more skillfully than the Rulers through nutritional solutions, able to create an Ascended colony.

Mark of Zeal Validity: As an intergalactic-class Transhuman race with great psychic potential and the ability to create refined religion, the Ascended Race is a great candidate to become Zealots, especially in their youth.

 

 

 

After carefully reading the summary, my jaw went slack.

I read something incredible.

First, her Mental Energy is currently 10, but her adult potential is 25. That means, as an adult, she has more Mental Energy than me, an evolved pseudo-god. It's off the charts!

Also, although her lifespan has been cut to less than a third, she can live for a thousand years. Insane is an understatement.

She is better in an all-around way than evolved Humans, retaining her Kin advantages and even inheriting vast genetically embedded knowledge. Oh, and she is an all-rounded genius.

Her race is evaluated as an intergalactic race with huge psychic potential, and her evolutions suggest she can be an esper when she evolves.

And although not as strong as one, her status is no less than that of a Kin Leader, which I assume is the level above a Soldier or Stalker. And she can also control them much better than a Leader, even being able to see and hear through them like surveillance cameras.

Overall, I can summarize her in three words.

"What a monster!" - I exclaimed in my head.

"Trod, you seeing this?!"

{Yes. I have already recorded her genetic makeup through your connection. After unlocking Devolve, I suggest re-evolving into an Ascended.}

"Wait, what? NO! What I mean is, do you have a bright idea on how to use her to face the Leader besides using her as bait?"

{Aside from using her as bait, I can only think about using her as a hostage.}

"THAT'S WORSE!!! Any other ideas?!"

{No, but why not ask her? Maybe she knows?}

"Ask her? Why should I... Oh, right. Inherited Knowledge." - My eyes lit up.

Loli she may be, but a genius loli with insane amounts of Knowledge.

There is no harm in asking her.

I turned to look at the loli, still sitting there patiently like a trained puppy, and just as I was about to say something...

Rumble*

A sound came from her little tummy.

The little girl remained silent with a poker face while looking at me, but I could see how uncomfortable she felt from how she fidgeted.

It was hard to imagine that, two hours ago, this cute little girl was a monstrous Minion that almost gorged itself to death.

"Hah... If you are hungry, say it." - I sighed and said.

"Yes, God. I am hungry." - The little girl's poker face finally broke down, revealing a pitiful look.

"Next time when you need something, just tell me. Okay?" - I said with pursed lips and took out food and water from Storage.

"Is this God's power?" - The loli's eyes glowed after witnessing my miracle.

"Eh... I didn't create it. It is spatial Storage." - I awkwardly scratched my head and gave her the food.

"Amazing..." - She muttered and took the food.

What I gave her was a power snack and a water bottle. She is an omnivore, so she should be able to eat it.

"Do you know how to open them?" - I asked her, concerned she would eat the wrapper.

"Yes, God." - The Loli nodded and skillfully opened the wrapper.

"Okay, I won't need to teach her anything." - I sighed in relief in my mind.

As I watched her eat with relish, I asked Trod.

"Hey, Trod. Will her having remaining energy points make her hungry?" - I asked.

She still had 3 energy points, so I was worried it will starve her again.

{No. Only excess food energy is converted into strengthening.}

"Ah, good to know." - I nodded.

After waiting for her to wolf down the food, I asked my question.

"Hey, er..."

However, I paused. I realized she didn't have a name.

"What am I supposed to call her? My Zealot? That's stupid. She should have a name." - I thought.

"However, I can't name her like a dog without permission. I should ask her." - I nodded to myself.

I then looked at the little loli, who looked back at me curiously with her vivid golden eyes.

"Erm... My Zealot, you don't have a name yet. I want to give you a choice. Either you name yourself, or I will. It is your choice, and I will respect it." - I said, trying to sound as natural as possible.

It sounded awkward AF, but what could I do? I am new to the god business.

Luckily, my new Zealot didn't care. Her eyes shone like stars.

 "God! Please name me!" - She clasped her hands and looked at me hopefully.

"Hah... Should've guessed it would happen..." - I sighed in my mind.

I then started thinking a bit about what name to give her.

"She is my first Zealot, and she is a girl, so I should think of something symbolic. Hm..." - I rubbed my chin.

A few minutes later, I thought of a name.

"How about Primrose Goodman?" - I said with a smile.

Primrose means the first rose and is a common name. It isn't unique, but I thought it was suitable.

After all, she is my first Zealot, a girl, and she is indeed as beautiful as a rose, if not more. A thorny rose, to be sure, but a rose.

Primrose is also a yellow flower, so it is compatible with her golden eyes.

There is also a religious parody. Primrose is a popular Christian name originating from Latin.

Those are the reasons I decided on this name.

As for the last name, I gave her my own. A gesture of good faith, pun intended.

And it seemed like my new Zealot appreciated the new name.

"Thank you, god! Primrose gladly accepts her new name!" - She said in the third person.

She said with an infatuated gaze, her hands clasped as her cheeks blushed yellow, her eyes almost glowing like stars.

It was an almost holy sight.

However, as she did so, her blanket fell, revealing her flawless little body again.

The only problem is that she is an underdeveloped little kid. There is nothing to look at.

If nothing else, I was disturbed like a parent seeing his kid walking naked, wanting to cover her up.

"Okay, I should get you some clothes first..." - I sighed and stood up.

I then took out some more food and water for Primrose.

"I will be back soon with some clothes. Wait here." - I said and was about to walk out.

"No need, God! I will order the Minions to bring it to me!" - She smiled and closed her eyes.

"Eh, you can do that?" - I tilted my head.

But then, I suddenly remembered something.

"W-Wait! Stop! Don't do—" - I widened my eyes, wanting to stop her.

But it was too late.

"Ah... A Leader noticed me and is coming over." - Primrose blinked her eyes innocently and said.

"... How far is it?" - My face turned more bitter than a lemon and asked.

"250m away." - She said.

"SHIT! Me and my dog luck!" - I felt like crying.

First, an AI plays death metal near a monster hoard, and now a loli orders clothes from monsters when I am being hunted down.

Before I could even ask her for a way to deal with the Leader, he is already coming to my doorstep.

I am indeed lucky.

Taking a deep breath, I decided on doing something that will make me a great sinner.

"Primrose, I have a mission for you!" - I told her grimly.

"Anything for my god!" - My Zealot replied, her eyes glowing.

 

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DONT MOVE!!! Don't you dare fucking move!!! ... Okay, maybe not. Anyways, if you read this novel anywhere that isn't scribblehub, you were had. Like, for real, you spent money for NOTHING. This is a free work, meant to entertain you, my most beloved readers, and it hurts me so much to see you pay for something that is FREE.

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A figure ran on the rooftops as fast as a car on the highway.

His mind, previously occupied with a particular elusive human, was currently full of shock and excitement!

"A newborn female Ascended? Here?! Even my Lord doesn't have an Ascended under him! Did she just evolve? I must protect her!"

Like a protective mother hen, the leader felt the urge to protect the newborn female Ascended and bring her to a stronger Kin for protection.

To the Kin, the Ascended race is an irreplaceable strategic resource! The true leaders of the species! And female Ascended represented the future generations of the Ascended!

The urge to protect her was so strong that he forgot about eating the Human.

To him, even becoming a Ruler is less attractive than protecting a single newborn female Ascended.

Rather, it was afraid of the Human Stalker targeting the newborn.

As a priority target, the Human is very likely to target her if she is found, even risking its life to take her with it to the grave.

It would be an incalculable loss.

With his instincts driving him, the Leader soon arrived in front of the apartment complex it sensed the female newborn.

He was about to jump inside, but he suddenly smelled a faint yet familiar scent.

"HUMANNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" - He roared in rage.

The Human Stalker was here. Although he couldn't pinpoint it, it was there, perhaps about to attack the defenseless newborn.

If the female newborn dies here, he will be the sinner of the Kin species.

He cannot let the human succeed!

"RAAAAAHHHH!!!!" - He roared fiercely and jumped from the roof to the window it sensed the newborn from.

Shatter*

The window broke and he entered the apartment.

But what he saw almost frightened and infuriated him to death!

For the first time, he saw the Human Stalker, but the problem was that he was holding a crying female newborn hostage. She started sending distress signals, making his mind go even crazier!

One hand held a large pistol to her head, and another held a long sniper rifle at him.

The Human Stalker growled fiercely, his deep emerald eyes glowing with murder.

"Don't move, or the Loli gets it!"