Life As a Cell 1

The battle for rebirth had begun, and it felt like an eternity of struggle, an exhausting back-and-forth where every second was a step closer to an unknown fate.

Asher had become a devil of temptations, locked inside the fragile existence of a single cell. His consciousness, faint but sharp, clung to the task of dominating his mother's body from the inside, influencing her will like a puppet master. But Seraphina, his mother, was no ordinary woman. She was a fortress, her resolve like iron, resisting his every attempt.

Twenty percent control over her genital organs felt laughably small now. Asher's desperation was growing. He had to break her, had to make her body crave sex. That was his only hope of winning this twisted game. But Seraphina remained steadfast.

**"Damn! Why are women so complicated?"** Asher's thoughts raged inside him, frustration bubbling over. **"If this were a man, it wouldn't be taking this long!"**

For what felt like hours—though it was probably only minutes—he persisted. Desperation clawed at him, his very essence trembling with the need to push forward. Then, a subtle change in the atmosphere caught his attention.

Seraphina's hands twitched, almost like she was fighting a losing battle. Slowly, cautiously, her fingers moved toward her private parts, pressing against herself with a timid touch. A soft, almost reluctant moan escaped her lips. Her cheeks flushed pink, and she whispered to herself, **"What's happening to me?"**

Inside her, Asher practically howled with triumph. **"This is it! This is the moment! I'm so close!** he thought, relishing every second of her faltering will. **I've become a true devil. If I lose here, it's hell for me, but if I win… it'll be glorious!"**

But Seraphina wasn't ready to give in. **"No…"** she murmured, pulling her hands away with great effort, her face tense with concentration. She was fighting it—fighting him. He could sense her body straining to hold back the urges he had awakened in her. The tension in the air was palpable.

Then, out of nowhere, Seraphina's hand pressed firmly against her abdomen, and she began chanting. The words that fell from her lips were unfamiliar, mystical, and they sent a shiver down Asher's spine.

**"Great mother of the moon, Aerdrie Faenya, grant me your strength."**

The moment she spoke those words, something stirred inside him. A connection, a resonance with the ancient name she had invoked. His consciousness wavered for a second, overwhelmed by a force beyond his control. Before he could make sense of it, a green light began to glow from beneath her hand, and that light spread throughout her body, growing brighter by the second.

The light reached him.

It was unlike anything he had ever experienced. Asher had no words for it—this energy, this ethereal force—it replenished him. It surged through his tiny cell body, filling him with health, power, and excitement beyond anything he could have imagined. He almost reveled in the sensation until a sudden notification shattered his moment of joy.

**{You have lost your Domination over Seraphina's genitals}**

**"What the—?!"** Asher's thoughts stumbled. He could barely process the message. All his hard work, everything he had done, torn apart in an instant by that glowing light. He tried desperately to activate his Domination skill again, to regain control, but each time he did, the same result appeared.

**{Error}**

**"Damn! Damn it all!"** Asher cursed wildly inside his head. **"What was that? What the hell was that magic she just used? With a weapon like this, I won't be able to do a thing! I'm screwed!"**

Just as he was about to fall into despair, another series of notifications popped up, catching him completely off guard.

**{Cells from Healing Mana have been absorbed.}**

**{You have gained 2 Evolution Points.}**

**{Evolution Points 21/20. Processing…}**

Asher's mind went blank for a second, processing the information. Healing Mana? His mother's magic had healing properties? And it had somehow granted him Evolution Points? He was stunned, utterly shocked. Then, like a bolt of lightning, realization hit him.

**"Oh my God!"** he thought, excitement surging through him. **"This is a magic world! There's magic here! Actual, real magic!"** His mind raced with possibilities. **"Forget being a normal human! Forget slaving away with hard work. I'm going to be reborn into a world where magic rules! Where I can fly! Multiply money! Seduce women! With enough power, I could rise to the top! I won't be at the bottom anymore!"**

His fantasies swirled like a storm inside him, each thought more intoxicating than the last. But just as he was lost in the whirlwind of his dreams, reality came crashing down again. A fresh wave of notifications appeared before his mind's eye, stopping him dead in his tracks.

**{You have Evolved.}**

**{You have become a Level One Cell. You will now undertake a few changes.}**

Asher's excitement faltered for a moment. **"Changes? What kind of—"**

His thoughts were interrupted by a sudden, ear-piercing scream that echoed through his mother's body.

**"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"** Seraphina's voice rang out, her pain unmistakable. Panic surged through Asher as he quickly activated his Insight skill, tracing her thoughts to her abdomen.

What he saw next made him wish he could scream too. Seraphina's belly, once flat and toned, had swollen dramatically, growing into a distinct bump—a hill of flesh that screamed **pregnancy** in the most undeniable way.

**"Is that me?!"** Asher's mind reeled. **"Did I just have a growth spurt? This is insane! I'm growing faster than I thought! This is awesome! It's terrifying, but awesome!"**

He couldn't help but laugh internally, the absurdity of it all hitting him like a wave. His situation was completely out of control, yet thrilling at the same time. He was going to be reborn into a world of magic, where anything was possible. But with every passing second, the stakes were growing higher, and the clock on his inevitable birth was ticking faster than he had ever expected.

And now, as Seraphina clutched her swollen belly in shock, Asher could only think one thing: **"Ready or not, world… here I come."**