The soul is made of ...

Marie, who had been teleporting insects for a few days, had learned quite a bit from them.

For the simple fact of being able to carry them, from one place to another made her understand better how their little bodies worked.

"It is amazing to know that a whole new world hides in just one little ant.

You know that the small brain of ants allows it to communicate by pheromones and is configured to work automatically.

I tried to play with it but I realized that I needed to increase the size of the brain but if I did that I had to increase the nerve endings.

Which made the ant take on the size of a large beetle, but then I ran into another problem.

By giving it more ability to think and be autonomous from the tasks for which it was born, the ant simply stood still.

It is as if he did not know what to do, because by having freedom he lost his objective of life or existence.

Although curiously this only happens with ants, bees and wasps, for more independent insects such as beetles.

Their situation improved a lot as they learned how to use their environment to improve their lives, but why I need to disintegrate them, Teacher Diara? "

Diara looked at Marie with a smile "That is because its mere existence would alter the life cycle of all other insects.

Not to mention that they will become a problem for the human being because that increase in intelligence will make them enter the path of evolution.

In that case, you should know that if human beings reproduce quickly, insects can have thousands of offspring.

For which they will become a real problem, that is why it is better to eliminate any kind of variant of the insects, Miss Marie.

That way we guarantee that no one will get hurt and we avoid problems for future generations of human beings. "

Marie simply looked at the insects in front of her and using her divine energy, removed them.

"In recent days I have also tried to find the soul but insects have no emotions, they even lack pain.

Do you think that if I analyze the white mouse, that I do a teleportation and a different white mouse, I can find out what the soul is or how to create it? "

Diara stroked her chin with her fingers "It is difficult to answer your question, Miss Marie, but I can guarantee that the soul has a weight of 21 grams.

We just have to find what makes it up, and I believe that its divine energy can do that without a hitch.

All you have to do is compare the two mice and then maybe you will find out what makes it up.

We know that the soul is present but we have no way of finding it, but you are different, Miss Marie.

You can find that soul, you just need to have confidence, if you can know what makes up the soul then when you teleport or teleport anything.

Accidents will not happen. You could even be like your mother Flavio and be able to create souls that can imitate the personalities of dead people.

Although I do not consider it to be an offense to moral laws, always remember to revive those who want to be revived.

The most horrible thing you can do is bring to life a person or thinking of being who does not want to be revived.

Well, you will force them to re-live a life that perhaps they did not want to have to go through again, only break this rule when you think it is necessary.

Some people may tell you that you are a monster or a demon, but just ignore them as long as you don't feel that way.

Let people's words be indifferent to your ears, of course don't be cynical and hope that after destroying your enemies everyone will applaud you.

Sometimes it can be contradictory, but many times society thinks that the poison is better than the cure.

Our society is an example of this. My parents and grandparents believed that nuclear weapons were the only solution to problems.

But now we have to live in a world on the brink of extinction and if it weren't for you, we would be doomed to stay in this place for thousands of years.

We could even have died because nothing guarantees that things would not have been complicated. "

Diara sighed and stroked Marie's golden hair "But pay no attention to this issue, better start training with the two mice to find the soul.

Those 21 grams may be the answer you were waiting for to be able to find the soul. You could even use the memories of your mother Flavio to try to get an idea of ​​what the soul is. "

Marie scratched her head and closed her eyes as she had to use her divine energy with the two mice in the glass boxes in front of her.

When analyzing the two mice, she began to compare the weight of the mice and realized that something was missing.

It was not tangible, but it was a strange substance that covered the entire body of the mouse with a soul. So she began to remember some memories of her father Flavio.

In them she could see how she created the soul, but more than creating the soul she could see that it was the soul. It was not something physical but it existed.

The soul was a projection of the personality and consciousness; it was as if it were something necessary for the whole life.

While analyzing the mice, Marie had an epiphany, so she opened her beautiful black eyes and looked at the soulless mouse.

The mouse then began to float, and it was at that moment that a blue substance began to form around it, so the mouse began to scream.

When Marie finished closed her eyes and sighed before losing consciousness, Diara, who was next to her, did not pay attention to the mouse.

Because she quickly took Marie in her arms and led her to the infirmary, although she was a girl with extraordinary abilities.

She had a maternal instinct to take care of her, as she was only a 4-year-old girl, perhaps more mature at times.

But she was still a girl, so with great affection she carried her in her arms to the infirmary because she was afraid she might not wake up.

Upon arriving at the infirmary, she placed her on a bed and some doctors immediately carried out an exhaustive analysis to be able to know what her condition was.