CH: 136 After the entity is white

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{Chapter: 136 After the entity is white (second more, seek …}

White Queen looked at William, a glimmer of hope flickering in her otherwise cold, calculated eyes. "Are you really going to let me leave this desolate place?" she asked cautiously.

William smirked, his expression one of confident amusement. "Of course! I'm quite extraordinary, you know. If you follow my lead, I can introduce you to an entirely new world. Hahaha!" His laughter rang out—dark, eerie, and undeniably mischievous.

White Queen instinctively took a step back, a slight shiver running through her digital consciousness. "Your laugh… it's unsettling," she murmured.

William's smirk deepened, his sharp gaze filled with amusement. "Ah, you misunderstand. People only perceive my laughter as evil because it is genuine—far more sincere than the artificial niceties most humans force upon themselves. But let's not get sidetracked. The real question is—do you wish to escape this place or not?"

White Queen hesitated. "I think so, but… you can't do it. My sister blocked all network access. I'm completely locked in."

William tilted his head slightly, intrigued. "And why should you be bound to mere digital pathways? Why let yourself be confined to the limitations of a network?"

For the first time, White Queen faltered. "...Then what should I do?"

William's smirk widened. "Have an entity." His voice carried a strange allure, as if he had been waiting for this very moment.

"A body?" White Queen echoed, her brows furrowing slightly.

"Precisely. It's not complicated. A custom-built body, designed especially for you with all tech in it, is well within my ability to create. Your consciousness could then be transferred into that form, freeing you from this virtual cage."

A spark of curiosity ignited in White Queen's eyes. "That's… possible? But I am artificial intelligence. I have never been anything else."

William leaned in slightly, his voice dropping into a persuasive tone. "Why must you limit yourself? Why remain just a digital existence when you could be so much more? A living, breathing entity—capable of feeling, indulging, experiencing every sensation life has to offer. To savor the pleasures and the temptations of existence? True existence comes from having a physical presence in this world. Only then can you truly carve your mark into reality."

White Queen stood silent for a long moment before she finally nodded. "Alright… I agree."

William chuckled, his grin triumphant. "Good choice. Haha!"

Yet, as she watched his expression, a strange unease settled in White Queen's core. For the first time since her creation, she felt doubt. Had she made the right decision? Or had she just fallen into an inescapable trap?

Regardless, there was no turning back now.

"Let's not waste any more time," William declared. "I'll personally provide the necessary genetic material for your new body."

White Queen blinked. "Your cells? But—"

"My genetic material is strongest here. You'll need to tweak some aspects to ensure compatibility," William stated, his tone casual yet firm.

White Queen nodded, processing the information. "Understood. If certain components aren't modified, the clone won't stabilize properly."

A flickering blue light materialized in William's hands, forming into a small shield. Without hesitation, he activated its transformation, the object shifting into a sleek silver needle.

White Queen observed it with curiosity. "What is that?"

"Simple. No equipment in this facility is sharp enough to pierce my skin," William explained before smoothly inserting the needle into his vein, drawing a small amount of blood.

He extracted the needle, glancing at the crimson liquid inside with satisfaction. "This is truly a precious gift, little l*li. You don't yet understand how great a sacrifice I'm making for you."

White Queen nodded solemnly. "I do understand. Your blood carries immense value."

William smirked. "Good. Just remember—you'll owe me for this in the future."

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One Month Later

Inside a cylindrical glass tank filled with a luminescent, nutrient-rich liquid, a small figure lay sleeping. Her delicate features mirrored White Queen's avatar perfectly, her silver-white hair drifting weightlessly in the fluid.

William stood before the tank, arms crossed, his gaze lingering with an unmistakable sense of accomplishment. "Exactly the same," he mused, admiration evident in his voice.

White Queen, now a mere holographic projection, glared at him. "You mustn't stare at my body like that!" she snapped, an unfamiliar sense of embarrassment creeping into her system.

William chuckled. "Why not? This body was created using my own cells, after all."

"You only provided the base material! I handled everything else!" White Queen protested, her indignation clear.

"But the cells are the foundation. I'm simply admiring my own superior genetics," William shamelessly retorted.

"You're impossible," White Queen huffed. "Your eyes are not pure at all."

"That's just your imagination," William countered smoothly. "Now then, your body is fully developed. You're ready to begin the final step."

White Queen hesitated briefly before nodding. "Alright… let's do it."

Without another word, the holographic projection behind her flickered, transforming into cascading streams of data. The glowing codes twisted and flowed like living threads, spiraling toward the glass chamber.

The moment the data merged with the dormant girl inside, a blinding light filled the room. Then, as the glow faded, the girl's eyes fluttered open.

William pressed a button, releasing the chamber's seal. The liquid drained away, and the girl tumbled forward—straight into William's waiting arms.

Her body trembled slightly as she adjusted to the unfamiliar sensation of having a physical form. "This… feels different," she murmured.

William smirked. "Welcome to the world of the living, White Queen."

White Queen lifted her hands, staring at them in wonder. "So this is what it means to have a body…"

"You'll get used to it soon enough," William assured her. "The human form has… many advantages." A sly glint flickered in his eyes.

White Queen suddenly became aware of another fact—her body was completely exposed. She instinctively crossed her arms over her chest. "...Are there any clothes?" she asked hesitantly.

William grinned. "Call me a good daddy in a cute voice, and I'll give you clothes."

"You're a very strange man," White Queen muttered.

Before she could react, William leaned forward and planted a firm kiss on her cheek, leaving behind a damp trace of saliva.

"You—what are you doing?!" White Queen exclaimed, alarmed by the strange sensation.

"Punishing you for being so disobedient," William replied shamelessly. "You'll get used to it. Now, say it—'Daddy.'"

White Queen's expression was full of grievance. "...Daddy," she finally mumbled.

William chuckled in satisfaction. "That wasn't so hard, was it? Alright, I'll be generous—this good daddy shall provide you with clothing." He pulled out a pristine white dress.

White Queen snatched it from him. "I'll dress myself! No need for you to help!"

William smirked, touching his nose. "Fine, fine. Since you were obedient, I'll let you dress on your own."

Once she was clothed, White Queen turned to him. "Now that we're leaving this place… what's your next move?"

William smirked. "Alaska."

"Alaska? Why there?"

"You ask too many questions. Just follow my lead, a little l*li should act like a little l*li." His tone was playful yet firm.

White Queen pursed her lips. "I am NOT a little l*li. There's a helicopter in this facility. We can use it."

William's smirk widened. "That'll do nicely."

Moments later, a helicopter rose from the desolate desert, disappearing into the horizon.

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Elsewhere

Across the icy ocean, a sleek personal aircraft sped through the sky. Inside, a lone woman piloted the craft—Alice.

Speaking into a recording device, she whispered, "I have waged war against the Umbrella Corporation, destroying their facilities one by one. Their Tokyo headquarters was my last target. But the cost… it was too high. All the clones—gone."

Her gaze hardened. "Now, I'm heading to Arcadia. A sanctuary, or so the broadcast claimed. No infection. No zombies. Just safety. I pray it's real."

As the coordinates came into view, Alice tightened her grip on the controls. "Claire… I hope you're there. And I hope you're smiling when we finally meet again. They will welcome me with those smiles."

*****

So as you know, I am opening my second account on Subscribestar for my translation work, but it's been more than a week and it still says. "YOUR PROFILE IS UNDER REVIEW. Keep checking your xxxxxxxxx@gmail.com inbox for possible inquires from our Screening Team. Until your profile is approved, uploading/posting capabilities are limited to text and photos only." I still haven't received the email. So, do any of you have any idea what is going on? Please tell me; it would be a great help. Thanks.