Chapter 103 - One For All Bestower (1/2)

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A life had sprung. The swirling faith of life had constructed a new sentience.

The clone looked up to the ceiling, wondering what it was, where it was, how it tasted like. Its mind was empty, but because its creator had inputted all of the necessary muscle memory for a newborn to understand what was going, the clone immediately knew what to do as if it was second nature.

It stood, looking left and right, up and down. Just like an organic AI in testing phase, the clone was trying to use all kinds of muscle memory given because it was the only thing it could trust.

”A, I, U, E, O.” A feminine voice came out of its open mouth, despite not having any gender. ”Voice is clear.”

It noticed the gothic clothing that was wrapping its body. It suddenly felt protected. There were too many questions yet not a single answer, but the clothes were cute so the clone stopped to question why the dress was worn by it.

The clone was so confused, yet excited. The moment it glanced at the exit where light goes in, it immediately leaped back because it thought that the light was dangerous. And because the implanted muscle memory for defending itself was to jump away, the clone ended up cracking its back skull on the ceiling.

The clone pouted while face planting on the ground. Certainly, the clone didn't like feeling pain and because MF implanted an acknowledgement chemical to make itself know that it had a creator, it started to blame its creator for putting this nonsense muscle memory into a newborn.

”Guh.” It slowly crawled forward. With curiosity, it tried to put its finger on the light. ”Not dangerous, I'm dumb.”

Due to the error and trial, the clone captured the information that the light was actually not dangerous. It was just its undeveloped instinct to be wary, unlike a proper toddler where they wouldn't care even if there was a giant angry monster coming at them. MF had already made a highly intelligent and developed brain for her first creation.

The clone felt a soothing feeling outside. It was actually because of the lustful amount of mana looming on the land but the clone's soul hadn't been developed to detect their existence yet, so it only felt its effect.

One step from the determined clone, one step for the clone kind! It ventured outside and was greeted by the stunning view of orchestrating leaves, flowers and numerous exotic plants.

There were wisps and a few kinds of creatures. The clone was certainly interested in literally everything within its sense—the carressing wind, the dancing sunlight, the sound of nature. It was just a child after all,

But it felt extremely anxious when it hadn't met its creator as it was the only acknowledgement it had upon the new world it was going to tread upon.

”Creator… where are you…”

The clone's brain processed everything in great efficiency and was further driven by its immense stress. With only its instinct and innate muscle memory, the newborn ran to the center where all of the energizing thingy came from.

A flock of flowing tiny substances began to get crowded and crowded, illuminating the path despite the shining sun already doing its job.

”Pretty… No...! I can't be happy yet, Need to be stressed, need to find my creator.”

The clone ended up getting lost due to the forestry. When someone started to get into the half center of Domeniul Ceresc, they would get lost if the divine energy was their only guidance because it was spreaded almost evenly that someone like the clone that didn't have any energy perception couldn't realize the direction they were going.

It would take a while before it met with its creator.

Meanwhile, MF was harnessing the four divinities she had to create a 'mark' which was made from the combined symbols of each portfolio.

Her body was coated with an intense amount of divine energy. Until eventually she condensed all of it onto a colorful orb floating on her palms.