CH: 10 Beining of Changes II

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"Destiny. Fate. Dreams. These unstoppable ideas are held deep in the heart of man. As long as there are people who seek freedom in this life, these things shall not vanish from the Earth."

— Gold D. Rodger, [One Piece]

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Indeed, Doom does not engage in actions without meticulous consideration and planning. Every move is a strategic step, carefully calculated to achieve desired outcomes.

Most biology teachers would agree that the best way to learn how something works is to

take it apart.

As distasteful as it can be to hold a frog's tiny liver in your hands, it definitely does give you a better sense of the pieces that make up the complete creature.

But what if there was an easier way to look at the individual parts of a living thing?

What if you could take it apart without ever having to prep a scalpel or stain your hands

with the blood of innocent frogs?

Like most of the seemingly impossible things in the world, I have discovered a part of my powers, something that allows me to do just that.

In fact, it can handle a lot more than just a frog, and its applications go far beyond the confines of a high school science lab.

I thought as I turned on the equipment and high speed cameras that we're all around the room giving me a 360° view. As I didn't wanted to miss any part of what I was about to do.

As they say. "The older I get, the more clearly I remember things that never happened."

With everything meticulously prepared, I advanced, deliberately tuning out the echoes of Marissa's continued sobs and shrieks. The room was now enveloped in the haunting symphony of her sorrow. It was time to commence.

A mere touch, a subtle yet decisive act, and the entire room fell into an eerie hush. Marissa's body, however, underwent a transformation far more profound than the previous encounter.

Now, her physical form was dissected into a mosaic of transparent blocks, each housing distinct components: brain, lungs, diaphragm, heart, digestive system, reproductive organs, left eye, right eye, upper left torso and arm, upper right torso and arm, lower left torso and upper leg, lower right torso and upper leg, lower left leg and foot, lower right leg and foot, lower left arm and hand, lower right arm and hand, neck and head, upper skeletal system, lower skeletal system, lymphatic and circulatory system, and lastly, skin. Each block was encased in clear, impenetrable glass, impervious to contamination. In fact, I had ensured the entire room was a sanctuary, free from any potential infection.

At this moment, the individual known as Marissa had entered a state of profound suspension — 'dead' in every conceivable sense of the word, at least until the intricate process of reassembly commenced.

What laid in front of me.

This, in essence, was the marvel of the human body, a realm boundless in its captivating complexities, each dissected part a testament to the intricate dance of life and death.

Much much more complex than a cockroach.

I disassembled her because this was the easiest and best way to turn her into much more than a mortal a to create an existence comparable to a Dami-God. Something similar to what God Emperor of Humanity had done, not the space marine.

No something similar to Adeptus Custodes.

If a space a space marine is a thousand times greater than any mortal man they live for thousands of years and are some of the imperium's greatest protectors from their implants that let them recover from almost any injury there's superhuman strength speed and endurance a mind that can process

information thousands of times faster than any mortals can or even the ability to literally spit acid there is just no comparison between them and mortals but for all of the space marine enhancements they are nothing in comparison to the emperor's royal guard whereas a space marine is designed to be a mass-produced super soldier, the custodians are each a hand-crafted Demigod.

I don't give any implant organs no it would be just creating space marine no.

Just like Adeptus Custodes aren't given any kind of implants like the space marines are anything they have within them that distinguishes them from mortal men is grown within them at a genetic level and to bring a bunch of noble babies up to demigod level requires a complete breakdown in reforging of just about everything about them every single custodian must be the peak of physical and mental perfection they must have a mind on par with god himself as to be his counselors they must have the battle prowess and reflexes of a legendary hero.

So I will reforge her on a molecular level. To reach the peak of what she could be.

I thought as both of her eyes came towards me I couldn't by the platform itself. I lifted her left eye for instance to create a Dami-God.

The eyes are one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. A single very small pebble is enough to blind a person.

In my intricate plan, I aim to enhance Marissa's eyes through the unique abilities bestowed upon me, capabilities rooted in the manipulation of matter. The focal point involves encasing her eyes in a clear, armored carapace, meticulously crafted at the micro-level with multiple layers.The primary layer, ensuring resistance against bullets, sets the stage for extraordinary natural eye enhancements. Through my matter-shaping abilities, Marissa's eyes gain an array of superhuman powers reminiscent of the Kryptoniens.

Beyond advanced zoom functionalities, her eyes acquire telescopic vision, allowing her to see with incredible clarity over vast distances. This enhancement provides a dynamic perspective, akin to peering through a high-powered telescope. Moreover, the multiple layers of the carapace enable her eyes to absorb and interpret various wavelengths of light. This not only grants her an acute form of night vision but extends her perception into the infrared and ultraviolet spectrums, revealing hidden details in her surroundings.

This remarkable feature transforms Marissa's eyes into radiant beacons, emitting a subtle bioluminescence. As a consequence, she gains the best form of night vision, navigating through darkness with an enhanced clarity that defies conventional human capabilities.

Additionally, the carapace enhances Marissa's eyes with microscopic vision, enabling her to discern minute details imperceptible to the naked eye. This newfound power allows her to scrutinize objects and environments at an unprecedented level of precision. While increasing how her brain processes the information faster not unlike the mentees shrimp that have 16 colour photo reception compared to humans who only 3 allows her to perceive Uv visual and polarised light.

This is merely the minimum of what I intend for her eyes. Each enhancement can be easily toggled on and off, sparing her from the constant processing of intricate details.

Certainly, non-vital organs such as the appendix and gallbladder will be removed during the process before the subject's body is reassembled. If necessary, I'll craft internally new organs designed to perform multiple functions. The specifics of these modifications will evolve over time, adapting to the intricacies of the transformation process.

With these meticulous plans in mind, I embark on the journey of creating a Dami-God, carefully implementing each step to transform Marissa into an entity possessing divine capabilities…

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Time Skip...

As time flew by I continued with my much-changed daily life. Spending 12 to 14 hours of day with Marissa crafting into a Dami-God. While also slowly crafting my Goldy image in her mind.

I keep at it for hours, with short breaks now and then when Marissa faints in the treatment of my Godly Image.

While making sure to record the whole progress extensible.

When I feel that she is at the limits of her sanity, I stop. And I am done with the enhancement process. I let her rest in silence and switched to "The lord mode".

During the nights spent with my mother, I work diligently to subtly enhance her life without arousing suspicion. I address the health concerns stemming from her extensive smoking and drinking habits, systematically eliminating all traces of these detrimental behaviors.

Recognizing the significant health risks associated with smoking, such as lung cancer and respiratory issues, I ensure her body is free from these potential threats. Similarly, I mitigate the dangers of excessive alcohol consumption, safeguarding her from potential liver damage, addiction, and accidents.

I extend my protective measures to address the risks associated with her "work," notably sexually transmitted infections (STIs) and unintended pregnancies. Considering her past, it's somewhat miraculous that she has not encountered these issues before my birth.

It's a miracle that she didn't get any (STIs) before my birth considering she is a nymphomaniac. Nonetheless, I take proactive steps to ensure her continued well-being.

Anyway keep her in perfect health in every way of the world which just reminds me that I can keep anyone in perfect health as long as I want, giving anyone a physical immorality the same could be done with myself.

In addition to maintaining her physical health, I gradually intervene in her lifestyle, guiding her towards healthier choices. I subtly influence her to reduce both smoking and drinking, fostering a more wholesome way of living. Concurrently, I encourage a shift in her professional life, gradually decreasing her work hours and dissuading her from bringing work-related matters home.

As part of this transformation, I strategically arrange for "money lying around" from time to time, creating a sense of financial ease that further contributes to her well-being. Through these calculated interventions, I strive to sculpt a healthier, more balanced life for my mother without revealing the true extent of my influence.

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Sorry about the small chapter, it's just I am not in perfect health myself.

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