Human Hybrids

In the center of the vast solemn room, stacked cages set upon each other forming numerous dark isles of countless livestock waiting to be tortured and experimented on.

"Incredible... What an abundant supply of lab rats certainly to offer! The variety of affinities is just so... INCREDIBLE."

The room's gloomy silence was repeatedly pierced by the older man's enthusiastic compliments, carrying a high energetic optimism in contrast to his very sickly appearance. His feet were very nimble. Lively wandered through every isle generating a scene of like a very thrilled kid inside a candy shop being allowed to take any candy of his liking.

Moreover, through the remarkable crystal eyes that glowed with bright gold, he scanned through the insides of every cage.

At moments, his entire body would grind into a standstill. His eyes would widen as if to stumble upon a remarkable, captivating treasure.

Still, they would rapidly adjust themselves as he reminds himself to stay on the lookout for the intended objective. He was on the hunt for something.

However, there appeared to be a problem, and he did not know what he was looking for...

Also, among the isles, a woman covered from head to toe by a bright red robe was earlier given the task of escorting a 'special person' throughout the building.

Her every gesture carried a tint of grace and elegance with an upright proud standing fittingly complimented by her charming complexion. Because one could not see her hidden feet as she walked, one would think to see a hovering painting due to her very still frame's lack of movement. Her red robe was proof of carrying some high standing in Samaransa, which was rather odd for someone of her status to carry such a menial task.

As she escorted the older man...

Or more accurately, as she pursued the old man's random deviations and tracks, her surging annoyance was being manifested through her furrowed eyebrows. She found his every action quite obnoxious and childish. Nevertheless, she could not help acknowledge the older man's peculiar eyes and perplexing methods to see through one's abilities and potential.

Both his mouth and feet would not stay still, except times, when he would stop in front of a random cage to spine-chilling, stare down the caged being. This golden opportunity for the overqualified escort was to reveal and show off the fruits of her prior and extensive preparations. She had put in a great effort in thoroughly reading and memorized the detailed information of every caged being.

However, before given a chance to speak, the old man began to quickly mumble gibberish out in the open, which immediately perceived as another nonsensical trait of his. But shockingly, after further discerning, she realized that the older man was talking at an insane speed, disclosing many details corresponding to the information she had already read up on the caged ones. There were times when she would catch new unknown facts divulging out that was missing from her prior knowledge.

If not for them mystifying eyes and crafty mind behind them, the old man would have long been killed by the hands of the countless enemies collected throughout his many years. If one is to ask him if he had any regrets, his personality will not allow him to possess an answer other than no. Still, he would feel remorse for his enemies' lives being extinguished one by one due to old age, having to outlived the vast majority of them.

Enough to place him in the current top five oldest in the world, this very elderly man has experienced and witnessed far too many incidents and affairs. Over the years, the old man has come to regard all his adversaries as his playmates of the world, given to him by the world to entertain him throughout his life's journey.

His few remaining years were quickly coming to an end, but there is still a highly important matter he had yet to attend. He had long contemplated the issue and yet to bring a solution. Unwilling to depart with any regret or unresolved problem, a quest to find the perfect seed to solve his unfinished business had begun about a decade ago.

-Do not set your findings yet; there is still another room dwelling with more promising contenders for this experiment you previously mentioned. But before we continue, I must remind you that these subjects are precious to Samaransa. As you probably already guessed by now, these hybrids are costly and arduous to produce. We only carry 7 of the 'alive,' with only 15 ever successfully surviving the injection instead of the other 1,987 fatal experiments. Although the procedure is straightforward, the outcome is entirely dependent on luck.

"In the newborn state, one's core is yet to fully develop, allowing modification to proceed with fewer complications than a fully developed one.

Such findings are the root of this corrupt and immoral practice that has brought a mass amount of newborn to their demise.

Hehehe… Haha…

No wonder this place reeks with the stench of death!

I, the Almighty Jiu, may have just encountered my very first regret in life, not to have discovered this place much sooner!

Hehe… Aaaagh! F*ck this world and its SH*TTY energy!

(Calm down… Breathe in... Breathe out...)

Sh*t…

SH*T!!!

@$# ^#&! F*ck!! @#&^!! @&4!!^$*& @^&*...…."

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In a similar yet much smaller room, pitch black without a single glimpse of light.

The silence continued to prevail until a sudden illuminating outline of a door began to take form; the light was thin but enough to bleed inside, partially revealing the room's structure and color. It wasn't anything to be amazed at, the room was smaller, but the cages were much more lucrative with walls made of glass rather than bars.

The door gap kept increasing until it could finally grant entrance for the petite boy to squeeze in. The gap never reached wider than a foot; not only was the boy's build small but very slim. He appeared to be around three to four years old.

Rapidly, he shut the door closed as silently as he could. To know the exact path without being noticed once and to avoid setting off a single alarm on the way makes it evident that this was not his first trip to the room.

"Helloooo, Namu are you thewe? Namuuuuuuuuuuu..."

-Shh…. I'm right here. Did you bring what I asked for?

"Nanu! I got it write hewe wit me!"

-Shhhhhhhh... I need Zhongzi to be more quiet.

"Oway...."

-Now give it here...

Little Zhongzi stretched his arms out into what seemed to be a food slot for prison doors. Quickly, a hand came out the other side to grasp the item on his hand.

The hand's touch was very soft, a bit bigger than the boy's, with cool white, smooth skin flowing down to its slender cold fingers as it gently held unto the item, seeming to yet wanting to part from the boy's hand...

Nevertheless, Little Zhongzi began to feel impatient.

"Awe you goona take it ow not?!"

-Can't you just be quiet?! Hmph.

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Back in the bigger room, an older man was bent on his knees. His face plastered on the ground, surrounded by a pond composed of snot and mucus, as it had begun to produce a few rivers left to flow in the in-between cracks of the tiled floor.

"Why, GOD!? Why have you forsaken me...."

BANG!

BANG!

As the old man gushed out more and more mucus, the slight tint of red was added to the mixture after each repeated face slam to the floor.

"THERE'S NOT A REASON FOR SOMEONE SUCH AS ME TO LIVE ANY LONGER...."

BANG!

BANG!

...

After what seemed to be an eternity, the crying and mourning finally concluded. The red-robed lady silently stood there in a daze, witnessing how the stream of the mucus reached its end, to the bottom edges of her robe...

Her complexion gradually shifted colors from a snowy white with the inclusion of tints of pink towards a strangely seductive yet poisonous lime green. By the colors alone, she appeared to in the middle of her Hulk transformation. Her puffed cheeks accompanied the trembling of her head, and her lips were clenched hard, the same way one tries to contain their own vomit. The crumple lines of her face revealed the increasing tension until the constrain of her mouth could not hold any longer.

Finally, a thin yet lengthy tongue ruptured out of her mouth, exposing two pointy tips at the ends. Her emotions were the trigger for such a reaction.

DisSScusSSting!!!

Ew!

Ew! Eww!

Do you know how pricelesSS…

ThisSS…

DresSS…

IsSS…"

"Unbelievable! I've never expected for a hybrid to appear before me so soon. Noticing how your tongue unconsciously slips in and out really does expose that snake side of yours."

SLAM!!!

The old man's face was then plastered back on the same place spot it was before. The surrounding teary and mucus puddle was rapidly transforming into a complete fill of dark red blood.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A SSS-SNAKE!? YOU WRINKLY PIECE OF SSS-SH*T!!!"

The old man's thoughts, currently scrambled, as they attempted to puzzle and search for the exact cause that led to the lady's sudden violent aggression.

Unfortunately, he will be left in the dark to discover that although the robed lady indeed had some correlation to the snake-like beasts, calling any woman a snake is equivalent to accusing them of being a slut. Furthermore, along with the ever more reason for her current resentment, the poor older man was just asking for a beating, yet, he did not stop there.

"My Greaken Eyes that usually allow me to discern anyone's magical attributes and potential, for some odd reason, they were not able to see through that robe of yours. A very interesting robe indeed you are wearing; after this, would you mind handing me your clothes for closer inspection?"

SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!

"SSS-so old you are, let me give you a bit of head SSS-start to Meng Po's soup…

A filthy roach needsSS to be SSS-stomped to death!"

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All of a sudden, back in the other room…

BAAANNNNGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

There was a pile of broken, shattered glass scattered all over the floor of what seemed to be left-over evidence of a complete door that divided Little Zhongzi and the other person.

"My dear Little Zhongzi… why do I smell woman perfume on you!?'

"Namu, my hands awe hurwting!"

"ANSWER ME!!! DID YOU SEE THAT B*TCH OF A BIRD AGAIN!?"

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A B*TCH!? I'm right here, you sh*tty @ss lizard!!!"

"I'M A DRAGON!!! Something that a slutty bird that can't even fly would never understand."

"YOU!!!

I'm a phoenix who has yet to ultimately develop wings, humph, something that a lizard that lacks any whatsoever elegance and grace would never understand."

"Bring it on, you FLIGHTLESS B*TCH!!!"

BAAAANNNNNGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Another glass door from a different cage shatters….