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It was enough to just think back to the modern world where Aiden spent his second life and was still missing some aspects of it. Ever since the first primalkin evolved some conscience, and began to think for himself, destruction followed wherever their species set foot. 

Forests, jungles were burned, leaving behind nothing but charred wastelands. Entire species were hunted to extinction, their breed forever removed from the face of Earth. Again, driven by their unquenchable thirst for knowledge their experiments created new, dangerous organisms, bacterias, and viruses so deadly that, if left unchecked it could forever destroy all life as we know it.

Yet, this wasn\'t enough for them, their greed, their desire kept driving them forward, continuing their endless cycle of corruption.

Even worse, these traits don\'t just end with one world, but in every single one where humanity is present as a race. No matter where you go, which world you take a peek into, this endless cycle could always be found.

Though an argument could be made, that humanity isn\'t the only race sharing these traits, and while mostly you would be right (it\'s enough to just think of the Dark Elves with their twisted nature and unjustified desire to enact vengeance on their surface-dweller counterparts), you would be hard-pressed to find another race that shared all of these dark traits at the same time as a racial trait.

Aiden sighed, his expression showing signs of worry and a tinge of fear as he slowly descended on the stairs, keeping his senses, his full focus on the object laid carefully at the center of the underground chamber.

As he descended on the hastily carved stone stairs, Aiden entered into a dimly lit small room. Four stone pillars were erected supporting the ground floor above, while a few symbols were carved on their surfaces and were glowing with a faint dark brown hue. 

Looking at them, Aiden though couldn\'t be certain since he lacked most of the necessary knowledge, could guess they were some sort of primitive enhancement-type spells that served to reinforce the columns, whilst also providing a sort of luminescence to the enclosed space.

Besides them, the only other source of light was the glimmering egg itself, though that provided more than enough to bathe the otherwise gloomy place into something that reminded Aiden of the small chamber with the altar back at the orc encampment.

Unbridled power, a blinding golden light basked the small space with its glory. 

As if reacting to his presence, the heartbeats of the egg were speeding up, the previous long intervals of silence were gradually shortening. 

Loud thumps followed one after another, turning fiercer, more violent as the boy kept cautiously approaching his master\'s black cocoon.

\'[Aiden, make sure you are prepared.]\' Enya\'s voice suddenly resounded in his mind, warning the agitated youth not to lose his reasoning due to his overwhelming desire to be reunited with the human woman.

\'I know… We don\'t know what will happen, there are no records about something like this ever happening… I know.\' Aiden sighed, responding with a slightly annoyed, miffed tone. \'Still, I have you, I have the system\'s almighty power… What use does it have if I can\'t even rely on it at times like this?!\' He exclaimed as he glanced at the minimap, to see if there were any changes in the display.

With each step he took, he made sure to carefully monitor how the egg, or more precisely, the individual inside it was displayed by the system. If at any point, its bright friendly green color were ever to change, Aiden was ready to react accordingly.

Well, mostly… If it were to shift to deep red meaning it would be hostile, an enemy, Aiden wasn\'t sure if he would be able to fight the emerging entity to the death. After all, whatever that \'thing\' would turn out to be, he would still hope that his Master would be inside it… somewhere.

Aiden would probably try to do everything in his power to just disable and restrain the entity and try to think of a way to try and bring her Master back. He would probably stand his ground for as long as he could. Even if it meant going against the entire world, he wouldn\'t falter.

Still, Aiden hoped that it wouldn\'t come to that and that Number 3 would be able to keep her mind, her soul, her SELF intact as she shed her protective shell and welcomed him once again.

Aiden\'s attention was fully on the now visibly contorting, twitching, pulsating egg in the center of the room, laid out on the dusty, sandy ground. At this point, it was an undoubted fact that the egg was somehow reacting to his presence. As if he was the last required item in the list that would complete this impossible evolution. 

As if on instinct, or perhaps by a gentle whisper, but as Aiden got next to the egg, he raised both of his hands and placed it atop it. He closed his eyes, as he felt the cocoon resonate with him, he understood what it wanted.

As he focused, his eyes slowly began to lit up, and hum, matching the same sound, the same frequency of the egg. Carefully, making sure that the process was steady, Aiden began to transfer his own energy, his own power over to the egg, quenching its unending thirst in the process.

He could actually feel as it slowly got satiated, like as if it was an actual, living, breathing creature and not just a solidified layer of energy.

In a few moments, Aiden\'s eyes were already open again, yet he kept his hands on the surface of the egg, gently, lovingly caressing it.

Then, suddenly he felt the sleeping presence inside it churn. A small movement was made, he felt the light push, a gentle punch. Then a kick.

Aiden took a step backward, watching the bulging surface of the dark cocoon as its resident have seemingly woken up and was ready to escape her prison cell.

A grand mixture of feelings, emotions swirled inside Aiden, kicking up a chaotic storm, as his eyes focused on the event unfolding in front of him. 

With worry, he glanced over with his mental eyes to the system\'s map, still, even though the presence was still green, Aiden couldn\'t help but be concerned about his Master\'s initial mindset.

He watched with clenched fists as the surface of the shell cracked, entering a light battle stance as they rapidly spread around the entire surface in mere seconds. The punches, the strikes, the stretches kept on going, until finally, the crack at its top grew into a fissure then to a chasm. 

He watched tensely as a slender, human-like pearl-white hand shot forth to the sky!

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