Arnark X Zaira

"Phew…that was scary." Arnark said, trembling in fear for a moment before he calmed down, "Mystique is too terrifying to face. Thankfully, I took action when he was being manned by a conservative collective consciousness."

"Anyway, I succeeded." He grinned and gazed at the egg that was in his hands. He stared at it in delight, "This is my contingency plan."

The egg was tiny, only the size of his thumb, but within it was a half-formed human baby, or at least something that resembled one. Based on a human baby's growth cycle, it was on par with a baby growing six months in the womb.

Thump! Thump!

The heartbeats of the baby were loud as Arnark stared at it, his face scrunching up upon noticing the baby struggling within a matter of seconds, "Oh no, it will die at this rate."

Arnark stared at the vacuum of the space he had arrived at now, taking in a deep breath as he muttered, "Is this for the better? Well, I need to do it anyway."