Mom.

Chapter Eleven, Mom.

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Everett tested his new power, feeling the muscles in his legs activate as his metabolism sped up to a rate he had never experienced.

Time seemed to slow as me moved, his body moving in fast motion while the world was still. He jogged out of the elevator, moving through the living room and up the stairs.

He looked back, glancing at Luther and Noah who seemed to be frozen in time. They were talking to each other it seemed.

In less than a second, Everett reached the top of the stairs, and his metabolic rate slowed down.

He had skipped past Noah and Luther, almost as if he had teleported.

"Now, to tackle the monster that is our ancient fucking mother." In reality, she wasn't all that ancient. She was just a woman in her fifties, that somehow didn't look a day over 30.

Everett approached her door at the end of the hallway, bracing himself for his first real contact with this woman since he opened his eyes in this world.

"Come in. Close the door behind you, lock it too." He heard a voice from the other side, making him stutter for a second.

'Heightened senses I assume...' He thought, twisting the knob and pushing open the door.

The above ground was far less technologically advanced, for old times sakes according to their mother.

Everett closed the door behind him, looking at the bed pushed up against the corner of the room.

On it, was a woman, completely nude, sitting. She was leaned forward, one elbow on her knee, and that hand holding her face.

Her hair pitch black, and quite long, reaching her stomach. She leaned back, removing her hand from her face and looking over at Everett.

She had bangs reaching her eyes, which were unusual themselves. In dim lighting, her eyes seemed to be yellow, similar to Everett's and Maren's. But when light was hitting them, sometimes they were a deep crimson, red like Freya, Luther, and Noah's.

"Come lay with me..." She waved, beckoning Everett.

He complied, after all he didn't laying down with a beautiful woman.

She had decently large breasts, and a figure that would make any man froth at the mouth. Her ass was huge, but proportionate with her body. She didn't look weird at all, and it didn't impede her movements.

Everett walked over, his mother grabbing his hand as he neared.

She slid back on the bed, pulling Everett with her. She placed him in between her legs, his head resting on her stomach while she sat leant back against the headboard.

She ruffled the hair on his head, moving his bangs out of the way and caressing his face.

There was silence for a few moments, Everett's hands feeling his mother's thick thighs while she played with his hair.

"So... I take it that there's an Ancient in your head?" 

At that moment, Everett's time slowed down and he got up. He moved himself off the bed, and with his metabolism at its fastest, he took a deep breath.

"What the fuck." He whispered, closing his eyes.

Instinctively, he knew how to use his new innate skills, and he with a thought, he did so.

He reopened his eyes, looking straight into his mom's frozen gaze. He noticed there was a calm motherly expression fixed onto her face.

He looked past it.

With a steady mind, and all of his willpower, he tried to feel her thoughts.

What was she thinking about?

He questioned, feeling his mind dig into hers.

He surfed around her brain, his expression darkening by the second.

No matter what he did, no matter how much he searched, he found nothing.

There wasn't a single thought in his mother's mind. Not a memory, not even an emotion.

There wasn't a trace of anything, it was as if her brain was just a rubbery toy floating in her skull.

Dazedly, he exited her mind, tilting his head. He didn't understand anything.

How the hell does a person have a completely empty mind? 

He was just talking to her was he not? There was no way she had gone braindead in an instant.

"I-Inspect." His eyes brightened, hellbent on understanding as much as he could.

{Status}

[Name: Wendy Wyte (...)]

[Age: 57 Years 184 Days (...)]

[Level: 50 (...)]

[Species: Human (...)]

[Enhancements: Mutated Intellect... +6]

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STR - 20 DEX - 20 

END - 20 AGI - 20

INT - 20 WIS - 20 

CHA - 61 LUK - (...)

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[Skills: (...)]

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Looking at the screen, Everett felt a small headache brewing. The page was glitching, and the fact that there seemed to be omitted details made Everett furrow his brows.

All the stats besides Luck seemed to be maxed out, and it was kind of eerie.

Seeing this, he closed the page.

"Inspect." He said.

Though, this time, there was a small change.

{Name: Gwendylin Rothlys Wyte Extromur}

His eyes narrowed.

"Inspect."

{Age: 369 Years 364 Days}

He scrunched his nose.

"Inspect. Inspect. Inspect. Inspect. Inspect." He spammed, his eyes glowing a dim golden each time.

{Salvageable Evaluation}

[Name: Gwendylin Rothlys Wyte Extromur]

[Age: 369 Years 364 Days]

[Level: 299 (99.98%)]

[Species: Dovagen]

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[Evaluation]: A woman born in the mid sixteen-hundreds. Not much is known about who she truly is, but this body is only a vessel for a piece of her consciousness. It is predicted that her power is far beyond what she let's on.

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Blinking the panel out of existence, Everett leaned back grabbing his forehead.

He showed incredible flexibility, his back bending freakishly far.

"Are you seriouss?~" He groaned, violently scrubbing his face.

Reluctantly, he fixed his posture.

He didn't know what to think. 

He woke up in another earth with a cheat system, and with a family that had already conquered the world pretty much.

He thought life would be rainbows and unicorns, being able to leuisurely corrupt men and women alike, and do whatever he pleased. 

But, seeing his mother was nearly four hundred years old, and this world had Kraken's and fun stuff like that, it was clear life wasn't going to go as smooth.

But, he still had a system, so if anything, the ride would just be slightly bumpy, so in reality he couldn't complain about much.

"Whatever..." He rubbed his eyes, looking back at his mother.

But what he saw had scared the ever living fuck out of him.

His mother was in the exact same position as before, but her eyes had shifted. She was staring straight into Everett's eyes, the calm smile still on her face.

In reality, a second was just passing, and to be able to process his movement that fast...

That had to be beyond the capabilities of her body.

In response, Everett slowed his metabolism, returning his perception of time to fit that of everyone else.

"That's neat. I didn't think any of my children would awaken in their first lifetime." She muttered, bringing a hand to her mouth.

"That makes me really proud. Come here." In an instant, her whole demeanor had changed, and it was as if she was a little girl. Tears poured from her eyes and she threw her arms open, getting off the bed.

Everett stepped forward, greeting her in her arms. The hug was tight, and Wendy wept into Everett's shoulders.

Despite being two inches taller than him, she made sure to lower herself for him.

Everett wasn't really sure what to do, but he fully accepted the skin to skin contact.

"Oh but, who is it. Who's in your head. Does it have a name? Or... I don't know. Mine was my grandfather, he helped me understand everything I could do. He died out years ago but, I could bring him back if you ever wanted to meet him." His mother rambled on.

There wasn't a single memory in his head of his mom acting like this. It was like she was a totally different person, just a young girl again, not the woman that didn't show much compassion, only cracking crude jokes and giving awfully hard love punches.

His mother was quite the distant woman, but when she was close, she was like an inappropriate boy.

Yet now, she was showing something other than a yo momma joke, and it was actual happiness.

"God, you grew so much... Where'd you get those serums? Did he give it to you? Wait is it a guy or girl... There's so much I want to know. What exactly can you do? My talent is getting stronger through innovation. The more things I create and introduce to people, the stronger I get." 

She was truly rambling.

It was a lot to take in.

So, Everett did the logical thing.

"My breasts?... Ohhh, you get stronger through sexual acts? Is that why you came onto Noah and Luther... And then you got those serums.... It makes sense! Here, touch them!" All he did was stare at her boobs for a moment, and his mother made the connection.

'What the hell is going on...'