Chapter 5. End of Camp + Impersonation

Chapter 5 End of Camp + Impersonation

Silver wakes from light and the warmth of the sun.

"Ahhh...huuh" breathing in and out. Silver takes deep breaths as a human would.

Although she knows she already doesn't need to.

Still having a resemblance of normalcy is familiar.

Her form now is a humanoid hiding all nonhuman features.

Only her temperament miles away from her old self.

As she opens her eyes, She sees the world differently.

Her eyes are now more humane compared to yesterday's, albeit being more cold.

The beauty of the world exposes other visions.

When she was human, it was like looking through an opaque glass.

Now her sight sees more of reality.

Silver is still sitting where she was the night before.

The long period of stillness had no impact on her now inhuman physique.

As Silver observes herself in full glory.

Gone were the days of having a malnourished and defective body.

Her naked body atop the seat can be described as the pinnacle of human form.

Do not misunderstand it as having a human body.

What it means is having human form, humanoid hut not human.

Below her seat are what remains of her clothes and molted skins she shed.

"It seems my clothes were broken yesterday. I didn't even feel it. Not even the pain." As she sees her old skin cluttered.

Looking at the place it seemed like several people had been skinned.

And they are placed atop an icy ground made of frozen snakes.

And the skins like a scaled petal that surrounds Silver at the center.

Looking from afar it's like a beauty is sitting in a silver petaled lotus on frozen waters.

Well except for several strange things that are quite noticeable.

Of Course that is only possible if you have 10 identical female individuals.

These skins look like Silver in all proportions. You can also identify which skin shed first since it would have more snake scales.

While the latest have fewer than the earlier skins.

"At Least now I know how my skin would look if I ever were to be skinned." Silver chuckled to herself.

"What to do with these molts? They can't be left here. It's a pity not to use it. Shall I make clothes?

Hmmm.. well.. let's just think later." She whispered as she collected and folded the molts. Intending to keep them for later use.

Her old skin is an excellent material for whatever it will be used for.

Especially for items she will use herself.

Making the fit for her the highest since it came from her.

These molts contain her power and are weird on themselves.

She won't be surprised that it is capable of self 'evolving' into a new type of mindless weird if left unchecked.

Of Course that will not happen since she'll be collecting them.

No new weirdness must exist unless she wants to.

And she's not ready yet.

Having not decided on many matters.

But it's not a problem, earlier or later, won't make much difference.

She's an immortal existence.

Time has passed since yesterday.

It doesn't have any effect on her anymore.

As Silver thinks of this. She remembered she's still naked and is displaying her body if fullview.

Although she doesn't feel much about being naked.

Her human memory and what remains of human experience.

Suggest that wearing clothes is normal and she must wear it for decency.

"Hmmm. Then what to wear.. " as Silver mused to herself.

Where to find clothing is not a problem for her.

As she can easily make it using almost anything.

What to make is her problem.

Although she retains human thinking.

Her values and personality were still impacted and some changes were present.

But she doesn't feel much about these changes.

It doesn't hurt her and there's no harm having them .

"Let's decide with a long skirt and a fur top."

As she decided. She picked one of her molts and held it.

Concentrating on the material, she then pushed her will bringing the design for clothing into it.

You can see silver smoke coming out of her hands and flowing into the skin.

Her power obeying her command and transforming their target into which she desires.

After her power faded, what she held was exactly what she wanted.

After wearing the newly made clothing.

A long skirt from the waist to right below the knee with slits on both sides showing her thighs.

Her top looked like it was made of fur.

Both clothes are silvery white in color.

With snakes scale patterns.

Someone who doesn't know the material it was made of wouldn't think of human skin.

Instead they would think it is made from a rare albino python.

But it seems they aren't wrong either.

If you look at it another way it is indeed made from the molt of a humanoid python.

As Silver enjoys her new clothing.

Looking at the frozen snakes, she decided to leave it alone.

The ice is made from her power so it will not melt.

She will only bring her camping package and her molts.

After packing her things.

Looking at the time of the day.

It is already noon.

And she has to be home at the tribe before sundown.

For a human there may not be enough time.

But for her, traveling and a little hurry isn't much effort.

Even with baggage to bring, it is easy for her to carry.

Walking towards the way back.

With the Demon's Maw at her back , now only an ordinary place.

Replaced by the place of her metamorphosis of course.

That became a new weird place close to the tribe.

She's not worried someone would discover the place since it is still within the forbidden location.

And before except her, no one is interested in going to the place.

Silver traveled at leisure pace.

But if you stare closely she is actually walking very fast.

That it looks like she is gliding barely off the ground.

Barely minutes since she started walking she already came at the bottom of the hill.

"Hmm.. body test. Agility and stamina is much better." As Silver mentally calculated compared with her human body.

It takes her little effort and she can be faster if she wishes.

"The only problem now is how to pass as a normal person." Silver ponders as she looks at herself. She changes so much that maybe even her mother will not immediately know her.

"That's a problem." She said as she stopped at her first campsite. This is her last stop before entering the tribe.

"What's to do?" As Silver thinks of her human experience. Slowly she adjusted her posture and with it her temperament changed.

If someone were to be nearby they would be confused. Because every second she feels like a different individual.

This is because Silvern is now mimicking herself and other people she had ever met in her human life.

Not that hard to do if someone can remember every second of her life.

After several minutes of inhuman changes.

"Haahh. I didn't think being human was that hard. Why is it so complicated being a person?" Silver slightly grumbles exactly how she would have before she left the tribe.

Light stretching her body.

Silver took another piece of her molt.

"I can't bring this to the tribe in this state. Or someone would think I've skinned people." Silver pouted a little with a hint of smile in her eyes. As she decided to make a bag or large size pouch to carry her molts she hadn't used yet.

Besides carrying it can also prevent weird power from affecting unsuspecting tribesmen who just pass by walking.

Using her power for the second time feels more free since it is the human mindset that governs her thinking now.

Compared her mind with a while ago.

It's like an AI albeit highly intelligent but it lacks human creativity and inspiration.

This is also the reason she incarnates herself as a human.

To be free from her once rigid program like mode of thinking.

You might be confused.

She's a weird entity and powerful before she gained consciousness and thinking.

This time her existence only operates within and by the rules.

After a long time she develops wisdom and becomes conscious.

Gaining Self and becoming able to operate by and some beyond her rules.

Now that she succeeded.

She gained operation of her rules.

Before she's only a user, now she can be called the developer/programmer of the rules.

She can't change her rules of power.

But with human thinking and imagination.

She can at least change how she uses it.

Giving her a wide and freer selection of applications.

Because weird power is closely related to willpower and can be influenced with firm desire.

So yes, the human mind has a bonus in controlling weird powers.

Back to the matter.

Silver now changes the molt into a pouch.

After which she put all the molts into it.

This pouch can be considered to be a weird object.

Deadly for normal humans but a very useful item to have.

Equivalent to having a space to hold more things.

After this is done.

Silver kept the weird pouch at the bottom of her baggage.

Preventing others' curiosity for it.

She walks leisurely on the way back to the tribe.

She already prevented a commotion due to her changed appearance.

It is easy since she made herself look like her mortal self.

Every step of Silver a part of her body changes.

From her inhuman form into her mortal flesh.

For Silver, changing her flesh and blood doesn't need much effort.

It is as easy as changing clothes.

But of course at least the fit must be correct.

She must also adjust her temperament, etc.

Humans must act like humans.

Nothing beyond humans must be present.

Every gesture and behavior must be normal.

These are the things that actually took time and effort.

Luckily Silver already did adjustments before.

So it's easy to make more adjustments since she remembers.

As Silver in her malnourished mortal flesh returns to the edge of the tribe.

She met her mother waiting by the entrance among many other family members.

She can also see many of the same age just returned a little earlier than herself.

"Welcome back." She heard her mother saying. As she approached her position.

"It seems you've gained a lot." She said to Silver.

"You are the right mother. I have indeed gained what I wanted." Silver replied in turn .

"That's great. 'Welcome back'." Mother said again. This time Silver knew what she meant.

Yes you are right to think so.

Silver's mother is aware of Silver's inhumanity and trial.

She had her own story to tell.

As they walk towards home.

They talk about some gossip in the tribe for the past few days.

And Silver also shared some of her adventures.

Of Course not including her metamorphosis or her inhuman changes.

Her mother also didn't ask.

Keeping the topic ordinary and within human acceptance.

Her mother of this life and every past life actually has another title.

Because they carried and cared for her human form.

They were gifted in return.

They can be called witches or weird mothers.

They gained weird powers during the pregnancy.

Although they are not that powerful compared with Silver.

But they can also gain more power.

Silver is aware that some of her former mothers still roam the land.

Entrenched somewhere, in some tribes or in seclusion.

Silver can still feel them.

Weird mothers are not immortals.

They are just long-lived species.

Those who still retain and abide by their humanity can be called witches while those who drowned in power are already monsters.

Anyway, the mother of this life will be more powerful than others before her.

Because Silver succeeded in this life.

And that meant more than just Silver's success but also the weird mother's.

As they chatted they reached their home.

As Silver recalls her childhood and experiences.

She found it funny how they lived their life.

Even with her mother being powerful by herself.

However she can understand it.

Because her goal is to live a human life and awaken.

While mothers goal is to let her live as a human and wait for her success or failure.

If she fails like every other prior life.

Then mother will move on with her life like the mothers before her.

If she succeeds then they both succeed.

Mother will gain more power than her predecessors.

And then mother is free to do what she wants.

Because this also signifies the end of their contract.

"We're home. What do you plan now?" Mother said to Silver.

"Continue living my life as human Silver. There's not much difference from before." Silver answered.

"I understand. Still living normal. But I will die after your mating selection." Mother said her plan.

"Yes. You are free now and I can take care of myself." Silver answered not minding the plan that differs from hers.

And by dying doesn't mean really dead.

Her mother just meant for Silver's mother to die and be known to the tribe.

While in reality she just went somewhere she likes to go.

She's a weird mother after all.

And a powerful one at that.

Mother took care of preparing the food for our lunch.

It is still simple food for slaves just enough to fill our stomach.

"You know mother it is funny looking at how we pretend to be the same." I said to her, while I watched her from my seat.

"It makes no difference for me. Even before you became complete. Your human self is quite the odd one amongst slaves. So my parental actions are quite unorthodox unlike others." mother replied to me in an amused manner.

"Huh. Yes I was. Now that I've recalled those moments again. This life is heavily influenced by my completion. A sign of success." I replied to her as I found out the cause of my odd personality for this life.

"A sign, yes. I also thought about it as I await your success. And here you are. In full glory." Mother smiled.

We both smiled at each other for this completion of several generations' worth of effort.

Both of us and all the weird mothers since long ago have spent countless hours on this endeavor.

And now in this generation at the serpent tribe we gained the fruit of our labor.

The queen of snakes born from a tribe who worships and have taken the name serpents.

It's likely that fate has a hand in this peculiar destiny.

From tribe to tribe, several generations of human lifespan.

Of different genders and social status.

"I'm glad. So happy!" As I smile in exaggerated happiness and unbecoming of my demeanor.

But what does it matter?

Power is supreme.!

I am supreme!

And with that a little bit of weird power leak from myself.

It seems even my own power agrees with my declaration.