RESIDENT EVIL 9 IS COMING BABY LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
And thanks to Akisu for point out grammar erros, it helps me improve my English.
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-Bel POV-
"I'm so bored..." I sighed, looking at the endless void in front of me.
I don't know how I ended up here, I just know that I woke up here after using everything I had against the proto-tyrant.
I smiled as I remembered. Who would have thought that the T-Virus would give me, in addition to everything it already gave me, the power of Telekinesis. This reminds me of the Resident Evil movie franchise, where Alice, when infected, instead of turning into a zombie, unlocks telekinesis.
I don't really know how powerful her telekinesis was, since it wasn't used much in the movies. But I have a feeling that my level of telekinesis and Alice's are completely different. I'd really like to test this hypothesis, but first I need to get out of this place - and I don't know how.
I lie down on the translucent ground, and look at the sea of multi-colored clouds in the sky of this strange place with a dead pan face.
Hmmmm. I didn't die, right? It would be really pathetic to die right when I finally unlocked my potential.
No. I'm sure I didn't die.
If I had died, I would be meeting the God I met last time. The only hypothesis left is that I am probably trapped inside my own mind or something like that.
Perhaps I'm in a state of coma? It's a possibility.
Well, sooner or later I'll wake up. The passage of time is hardly a concern, as the T-Virus has made me ageless.
I'm not worried about being discarded either. Ironwall, that psychopath, would probably rather die than let me be thrown away. Whenever he looked at me, I could feel a mix of madness and reverence in his eyes, like I was some kind of messiah in his perturbed mind
The only one I might be worried about is Wesker, but at this point he's probably too busy playing house in Raccoon City with the S.T.A.R's. And he'll be even busier when the events of Resident Evil 0 happen, which will happen around March of this year.
It's very likely that I'll wake up before then. So all I need to do is wait.
So I close my eyes, and just let time flow without worrying. Time passed and passed...
Until I felt something disturbing. I jump up, my eyes wide open.
"What is this feeling..?" I clutched my chest, trying to identify where this strange sensation was coming from. It was hot and cold at the same time, it reminded me a lot of when scientists injected new things into me. But this was different. I've never felt so much... Instinctive fear like this.
What the hell is going on?
CRACK!
As I pondered what the hell Ironwall was doing to me, a deafening cracking sound echoed in the empty space, and I immediately looked towards the horizon - at the location where the sound was coming from.
The 'sky' is...cracking?
CRACK!
BOOOM!
The 'sky' exploded like glass, sending shards of itself flying through the air - but they hovered around instead of falling. This is really strange, but my focus was mainly on the spot where it was shattered.
There, there was pure darkness. I took a step back instinctively, but I couldn't look away. It was like the Abyss.
Then, from within the darkness, several black tendrils came out of the hole, infecting this pristine place quickly. This thing gave me an immense sense of fear. So, as any sensible person would do, I ran.
I ran, ran and ran. But when I looked back... I realized I hadn't moved. Or rather, the black tendrils seem to be targeting me specifically. Of course they are, what else is here besides me?
Okay, there's nowhere to run, so let's get this over with.
The tendrils quickly came towards me and wrapped around me, and soon, a black cocoon formed around me, then I closed my eyes.
Immediately, I felt my consciousness shifting to another place, perhaps due to my new telekinesis ability, it was easy to identify mental phenomena like this one.
I opened my eyes, and found myself in a room, a really luxurious room. Looking around, it looks like an old Victorian-era room, filled with gilded furniture.
"Well, the owner of this place certainly has a taste for luxurious things," I muttered softly.
"Fufu," a warm laugh came from behind me. "I apologize if this place seems a bit... exaggerated. I asked for it to be more simplistic, but my kids are quite stubborn."
I got goosebumps all over, and like a cat, I jumped to the other side of the room, fully alert. I didn't even feel the person behind me, and whoever it was, they were probably the ones who brought me here.
When I saw the owner of the voice, I was somewhat taken aback. It was a woman, dressed modestly. Black hair, dark brown eyes, and a relatively docile face. She was sitting relaxed on the couch that was probably worth more than twice the price of the apartment I lived in before I was reincarnated.
"No need to be afraid, just sit down, child," she said with a motherly smile as she pointed to a chair across from her.
I forced myself to calm down, and did as she said. I walked slowly, keeping my eyes on her, and sat down across from her. Whoever she was, she had power over me—at least for now. I could feel my body quickly adapting to...whatever this was all about.
Which leads me to wonder, do mind invasion in general also count as a type of virus? Like a malware trying to get into a computer? That's another hypothesis worth studying, if I can get out of here.
The woman didn't say anything, she just watched me with a small smile on her lips. Playing the silent game, are we? Alright then, if that's the case, I'll start.
"Who are you?" I asked bluntly. The direct question seemed to catch the woman somewhat off guard judging by her amused eyes.
She placed her hand on her cheek, and giggled. "Me? I'm nobody very important, dear. But you can call me...Mother Miranda."
Mother Miranda.
I remained calm on the outside, but inside I was in turmoil.
What the fuck?! Why the hell is Mother Miranda in my head? This doesn't make any fucking sense! Unless...!
Realization came immediately.
Ironwall! You fucking son of a bitch! Did you really have to give me the Mutamycete right now while I'm in a coma?! Have some patience you lunatic!
I was trembling with rage. I had expected to have to face Mother Miranda sooner or later because of the Mutamycete, as my wish was to obtain the purest Mutamycete—in other words, a fragment of the Black God's main body.
And Mother Miranda has a symbiotic connection with the Dark God, so it was quite possible that she felt my connection with the Dark God in the moment the Mutamycete entered my body, and came to see who dared to enter her domain.
But of all times, why did it have to be now, when I'm at my most vulnerable?
This really makes me mad.
"Now child, I don't know what's bothering you, but I need you to calm down." Mother Miranda said, her voice calm, but her eyes told another story. This wasn't a suggestion, it was an order.
I swallowed my anger. Now was not the time to go against her. She had the full advantage against me.
"Now let's get down to business, shall we?" She looks at me with sharp eyes, analyzing me. "You know, I wasn't happy when I felt someone...messing with things that shouldn't be messed with. But you can imagine my surprise when I found out that, of all things, it was a child who had connected with him," she said calmly, without anger.
Strange, I remember Mother Miranda being a complete nutcase in her quest to revive her daughter. She seemed almost...tamed. What the hell, that makes me even more scared.
I sighed, "Sorry. Honestly, I don't know either."
It was a half-truth. It was true that I didn't know Ironwall had fused the mutamycete into me, but I knew that eventually, he or someone else would.
"Oh dear Bel, I know. Don't worry too much about it. Many people think I'm irrational, but I don't judge those who are not at fault."
I froze. How does she know the name they gave me?
She smiled when she saw my puzzled face. "Surprise? That's one of the advantages of being connected to him. Everything is interconnected, like a big... What do today's young people call that thing? Oh yes, like a big computer software. Each connected being is a file folder, containing everything - their knowledge, memories, even their DNA code. And I have access to all of it."
I stared at her, in complete confusion.
"Oh gosh, I'm sorry dear. I'm being overly technical with a child. What I'm trying to say is that I know everything about you," she said, noticing my expression.
Yes, I was confused, but it wasn't because of that. I know well what the Mutamycete can do. What puzzles me is why the hell is she telling me all this?
"Okay...Can I ask why you brought me here? I'm sure it wasn't just for chatting, right?" I asked. I was feeling more confident as I could feel the shackles that bound me to the Black God falling away. I was slowly taking control over myself again.
I just need to buy more time.
She giggled, "You're quite mature and perceptive for your age, you know that? You remind me a lot of my daughter."
"Well, that's what happens when you're subjected to inhumane torture for months on end. Either you go crazy, or you learn to deal with it,"I answered honestly. Of course, I can't deny that I am also a little insane after all.
Of course, this was just a minor detail, nothing to worry about.
"A rather pragmatic view I must say. But you are right. "She looked at me, now serious, "Now, to answer your question, I brought you here because I want you to become my daughter."
I raised my eyebrow. This could have two meanings. The first is not really a bad thing, but the second one is terrible.
"Do you want to adopt me or something?" I asked, hoping she wasn't planning to do what I thought she was.
She laughed, but this time her laugh was quite threatening. "Adopt you? No, my dear. What I want is your body."
Ah, There she is, the Miranda who would do anything to revive her daughter. Why am I surrounded by completely insane people?
Immediately, black tendrils emerged from the ground, and began to wrap around me.
Yeah, I kinda imagined that. Mother Miranda is completely obsessed with reviving her daughter. And out of nowhere, a young girl who has managed to completely assimilate the Mutamycete appears just like that.
I am the perfect host for Evangeline, her daughter. She must be overjoyed with happiness.
Unfortunately for her, I'm going to have to break her hopes, because I've finally taken full control of the Mutamycete inside my body.
With a thought, thin black tentacles came out of my body, and in the blink of an eye, they tore apart the tendrils that were holding me.
I smiled. "Two can play this game, Miranda."
Mother Miranda widened her eyes in astonishment. "What?! How! This doesn't make sense!How did you manage to break free from my control?!"
Then she realized something else, even more astonishing.
"You...You are no longer connected to the Black God...and yet you still manage to manifest his power. What are you?" She inquired - her tone more curious than angry or surprised. I almost forgot that Miranda is quite a brilliant scientist too.
But yes, she is right. The moment my body adapted to the mutamycete, I was no longer connected to the Black God. I became another separate entity. In other words, I became a second Black God.
"Unfortunately for you, that's something I'm not willing to share, you old hag. You should have captured me when you had the chance. See you later. And when we meet again, and we will meet again - I'll tear your body apart and feed your heart to the pigs," I said with a crooked smile.
I really hate the feeling of being trapped under someone's control. Feeling like that drives me crazy.
"Don't you dare go away! You are mine! MINE!" Miranda screamed, her body transforming into a fusion of a human and a crow with three pairs of black wings.
She tried to grab me, but I raised my hand and in the next instant, that mental projection shattered completely.
Then, I opened my eyes.