Soulseed

Mystery Egg POV

If you were wondering what I am then I will explain it to you in a manner that you can understand.

I am a being mostly referred to as GOD by most sentient species.

More specifically, I am an evil God. Devourer of worlds.

You must be thinking 'God? Gimme a break what is an oh so great God doing inside an egg then?'.

To be honest.

This 'egg' as you call it is actually a 'soulseed'. A soulseed is simply a mode for me and other Gods where we take a part of the soul power and send it to a different realm which we then will conquer to gain more power and upgrade ourselves into higher levels. Just imagine a tree bearing its fruits. Yeah, very much like that.

If I can become a God of two worlds then these worlds will merge and create a much stronger world which in turn makes me its God more powerful or sometimes gives me more authority.

Conquering worlds has become a hobby of mine as it gets quite boring when time passes and you have close to infinite lifespan.

New worlds are incredible and some are even dangerous. Places with tight competition between God's and other beings are especially brutal. Some places are very suitable for conquest (worlds with magic) and some are incapable of supporting the minute amount of power within the container and thus the soulseed dies (worlds without magic).

My original intention was to take over the mind of the first person who touched my container after its incubation period and slowly digest him until we can fully synchronize so as to make the body not reject me which is a foreign soul.

All is well and good for this particular soulseed. The incubation period which lasts at most fifty years passed without a hitch and somebody with capacity for magic touched it, fulfilling the condition for soul hijacking.

The problem is that when I entered his mind scape it was me who was almost taken over with shock.

Burned to death.

Tortured.

Sun dried to death.

Locked up in a dark void.

Locked up in a bright expanse of endless space.

Eaten by insects.

The kid's mind scape is like a world in its own. A whole world of mazes and traps that ranged from being flicked with a booger which is simply gross to endless torture which can lead to mental death. The whole mind scape is especially designed to prevent unauthorised access and exit to his true memories.

They aren't capable of causing that much of a problem for me but others would be foaming at the mouth already. As I went through each trap, it got harder and harder for me, like it was slowly adapting to my attacks. I then realised that it would take me my entire energy reserve to scour this whole place and still be unable to find, devour nor suppress even a tiny bit of of his mind for me to take over. The more rational solution is to bulshit my way and hope that he lets me out of here to find a different host.

Seriously, who would have enough time among mortals to design a fake memory to perfection? Adding weight to a fake memory of a sword and a unique scent to leather to a shoe can be very time and energy consuming. What more when you have to design a whole world? It was, an inhuman ability that surpassed even some minor wild Gods.

Fight him? Hell no! I choose the younger ones for a reason that they tend to be weakest in mind arts and are quite easy to suppress.

"Child, can you hear me?"

I went with the 'chosen one' bulshit as it is quite clear that this kid even with a powerful mind might still be inexperienced in dealing with others. Geniuses are highly gullible after all, they are easily swayed with the right words.

Now hopefully, the fish bites.

"You must be mistaken. I am not your descendant. You have two choices, be a good old man and let me read your memories or I will forcefully do it myself."

Shit. Shit hit the fan. I guess that's it for this one. Oh look, one of my seeds are released! What are the chances? Let's see if I can get a better chance at this one.

..............

[Level 1 Breached!]

[Level 2 Breached!]

[Analysing Energy Signature]

[Analysing Attack Patterns]

[Analysing....]

[Augmented soul body detected....]

[Simulating Defensive Protocols]

[Adjusting Defensive Level Parameters]

....

[Level 625 Breached!]

[Foreign Consciousness Contained]

It was the sound of my mind application called 'virtual intelligence'. Virtual intelligence is a downgraded version of 'Artificial Intelligence' in terms of computation capability but eliminates the possibility of everyone's fear of them becoming self aware and acting in opposition to their creators. Of course what can't be done with quality may be compensated with quantity. Ten virtual Intelligence cores can be comparable to a normal sentient AI in computing power.

The old soul was quite powerful so I simply let him break my shields to help me run a practical test on my mental defenses and he managed to break through more than six hundred layers of world sized virtual worlds. Hahahaha welcome to the jungle baby! You running out of juice? Too bad. If you have a living body to supply you with energy then that would be a different story, but a soul trying to force me is a little too far fetched. Thank you so much for your valuable participation in my test.

"Child, can you hear me?"

Hahahaha this invader is quite funny. Let's play along with his "Destiny's Child" scenario.

"You are chosen by destiny's child..."

Dumping me all that load of crap is very amateurish of him and I think it's high time he lied on the bed he's made.

"Let me read your mind or I will force you to spill."

"..."

"Fine. Let's do this the hard way."

'VI, grind him and initiate amalgamation, I want everything filtered, filed, sorted, and available for my viewing...'

[Affirmative]

I simply gave instructions to the VI and it delivers as is issued no more, no less. The grinding should take quite a while. Anyway, this is actually time well spent.

Are you wondering why I didn't believe him? It's because I didn't care. I will kill whatever it is that comes my way, ancestors, Buddha, the Devil and even my Maker if necessary.

It's time to go... I hope Grindelwald would not be angered when he finds out about his broken egg. Ughhh I need toys to play with. I'm seriously considering about simply just jumping onto killing the 'baldymort' and be done with the poor guy who lost to his own freaking spell. The splitting of soul is detrimental to the brain as it incites the darkest and most evil parts of the heart of men. Or he simply suck at occlumency, the fucker could have at the very least be capable of being rational.

Scratch that, I'm not in a hurry anyway. Let's just let things unfold as I have designed. It should be fun to watch hahahaha I can't wait to see the effects of my interventions. Is this how a God always felt? They must have been really bored up there.