DISASTER EVENT (FINAL) 48

"OH!"

The vision footage streamed into Deth Jones' interface heads up display, an ethereal window into the optics that his golems is currently seeing. His eyes narrowed as he watched the ebony-black liquid gel oozing from the meteorite that had crashed near his territory. His lips curved into a sly smile – finally, a new mystery to unravel, a puzzle that would stir his restless intellect.

The golem's perspective was both eerie and captivating.

"Hmmm....an alien perhaps? Wow! This will be the first time that I can actually prove that life does exist beyond earth.....well beyond "this Earth" anyway."

It moved stealthily, its silent steps almost ghostly. Deth's interest was piqued as the gel seemed to exhibit a purposeful movement, like a sentient entity exploring its surroundings. What could it be searching for? What secrets did this mysterious substance hold?

His fingers danced across his control panel, transmitting a series of rapid orders to his golems. The metallic figures sprung into action, equipping themselves with spear prods and securing the large glass container as instructed. Deth knew that this was a rare opportunity, a chance to study a unique phenomenon up close. And he wasn't about to let it slip through his fingers.

"Come to me my preciousessiousness!"

As the golems approached the scene, Deth watched with anticipation. The gel had found a tree, its inky tendrils wrapping around the trunk. He observed, his curiosity growing, as the tree's leaves turned brittle and withered in mere seconds. It was an eerie display of power, a testament to the potency of this enigmatic substance.

"Time to find out more," Deth murmured to himself, his excitement palpable. He watched as the golems closed in, their footsteps deliberately hushed. One of them extended the spear prod, carefully nudging the gel to detach it from the tree. The gel reacted almost defensively, retracting and hissing as if it were alive.

Deth's smile widened – this was no ordinary substance....a true extraterrestrial being, and he was the very first to find such a thing....well so far since there are no news on the internet AND I doubt the government will "share" anything even if they found one.

"That's it, probe that damn thing! Hit it in the rectum or something, since its a gel like monster....anywhere on its body could be a rectum!"

With swift precision, another golem positioned the large glass container under the suspended gel. The others used the prod to coax the gel to fall, capturing it within the container. The substance flowed with an almost otherworldly grace, like liquid smoke dancing in the moonlight.

Deth's mind raced with possibilities.

"Curious....very curious.....and curiouser."

Was this a form of life? An extraterrestrial entity? Or something born from the meteorite's impact? He couldn't contain his excitement any longer. As the golems secured the container, he instructed them to transport it to his underground laboratory.

The underground experiment laboratory Deth made a few months back, hummed with the soft glow of magical runes and the whirring of arcane machinery. Deth stood before the glass container, his gaze fixed on the ebony-black gel within. He felt like a child on the eve of discovery, the anticipation building as he prepared to unveil the secrets this substance held.

"Press this button here...no? How about we press this one here....? Yes!"

His fingers traced over the control panel, activating an array of analyzing devices. The laboratory came alive with activity as sensors hummed and screens flickered to life. Deth's eyes scanned the readouts – the substance was unlike anything he had ever encountered. It emitted an aura of raw power, and its molecular structure was both complex and baffling.

Hours turned into days as Deth immersed himself in his research. He tested the gel's reactions to various stimuli, from elemental energies to magical incantations. Each test brought new revelations, each discovery fueling his excitement. But the gel remained enigmatic, its true nature eluding him.

"Finally!!"

It was during one of his late-night experiments that Deth stumbled upon a breakthrough. As he subjected a small sample of the gel to a controlled blast of fire magic, he noticed a faint luminescence emanating from within. It was subtle, like distant stars twinkling in the night sky.

Deth's heart raced as he realized that the gel possessed its own form of magic. He quickly adjusted his equipment to detect and measure this new magical energy. The readings were unprecedented – the gel was emitting a unique and potent form of arcane power, unlike anything he had ever encountered.

As the days turned into weeks, Deth's laboratory became a hub of activity. He poured over data, scribbled notes, and performed countless experiments. The gel's potential was both exhilarating and humbling. It held the promise of untold power, but also the risk of uncontrollable chaos.

One evening, as Deth observed the gel through a microscope, a sudden surge of energy emanated from it. The gel pulsed, its luminescence intensifying, and a shockwave rippled through the laboratory. Deth's instruments flickered, and for a moment, he felt a surge of fear.

But then, as quickly as it had come, the surge subsided. The gel returned to its previous state, its luminescence fading back to a soft glow. Deth's heart raced with realization – the gel was responsive to his presence, to his own magical energy.

"Oh you wanna do me like that amirite? Here have a taste of mine!"

With a renewed sense of purpose, Deth began to channel his own magic into the gel. He watched as its luminescence responded, shifting and changing in mesmerizing patterns. It was as if he had unlocked a dialogue with an ancient and enigmatic being, a being that had journeyed across the cosmos and now resided within the substance before him.

As the weeks turned into months, Deth's understanding of the gel deepened. He discovered that it could absorb and amplify magic, that it could be molded and shaped into powerful artifacts. But he also recognized its potential for destruction, its capacity to unleash chaos if mishandled.

And so, Deth embarked on a new journey, a journey to harness the power of the gel for the betterment of himself.

The ebony-black gel, once a mystery and a potential threat, had become a source of wonder and transformation. Deth Jones, ever the seeker of knowledge and power, had uncovered its secrets and channeled its potential for the greater good---to fatten his already eccentric, secluded, trillionaire lifestyle.

"Maybe I could tame the shit out of this cousinfucker....well....might as well give it a try since we're already in a lab."

Deth Jones stood before the glass container, his eyes fixed on the swirling ebony-black gel within. The luminescent patterns danced before his gaze, a language of magic that only his trained eyes could decipher. He could sense the alien presence within the gel, an otherworldly consciousness that beckoned him to unlock its secrets.

"Babidi-bipipabidi-parappadarappa-papparappappa-boo!"

Drawing upon his vast knowledge as the former Ten Circle Archmage Omega Mane Crown, Deth began to weave intricate spells around the glass container. His fingers moved with grace and precision, tracing invisible patterns in the air. He murmured incantations that resonated with the ancient echoes of his past, tapping into the arcane forces that had once made him a master of magic.

The gel responded to his spells, its luminescence shifting in response to the magic woven around it. Deth felt a connection forming, a bridge between his consciousness and the alien essence. He delved into memories of his former life, recalling the spells and techniques he had once used to tame and control even the most formidable magical beasts.

"You will obey this master if its the last thing I do, alien!"

With a surge of determination, Deth directed his magical energy into the gel. He watched as the substance pulsed, its response a mixture of curiosity and cautious acknowledgment. The alien consciousness was like a sentient flame, flickering with both uncertainty and a hint of submission.

Deth continued to channel his magic, creating an ethereal tether between himself and the gel. He reached out with his mind, projecting his thoughts and intentions into the alien essence. He offered a glimpse of his purpose, a shared destiny that transcended the boundaries of worlds.

"Memory sharing eh? That's some Galaxy Trek shit right there!"

In his mind's eye, Deth saw flashes of distant galaxies, cosmic wonders, and ancient civilizations. He glimpsed the essence's journey across the cosmos, its encounter with other beings and realms. And through this shared vision, he conveyed his own history, his mastery of magic, and his desire to unlock the potential of this alien essence for the betterment of his world.

As the connection deepened, Deth sensed a shift in the essence's energy. It was as if the alien consciousness had recognized his intentions, its hesitance giving way to a tentative alliance. Deth's heart surged with triumph – he was taming an extraterrestrial being, forging a bond that spanned the vast reaches of space.

Days turned into weeks as Deth's efforts intensified.

"I'm the master, you da slave. Its just that simple!"

He spent hours within his laboratory, his mind and magic intertwined with the essence. He wove intricate spells of communication, seeking to understand the essence's thoughts and emotions. And slowly, as trust grew, the essence responded in kind, its luminescence forming intricate patterns that conveyed meaning.

Through this silent dialogue, Deth learned that the essence was a survivor of cosmic cataclysms, a wanderer in search of purpose. It had observed countless worlds and civilizations, drawn to Earth by the unique convergence of energies. It had chosen him, recognized his mastery, and sensed a shared destiny.

"I hated dog training back on earth cause its such a pain but *sigh I guess there's a second time for everything....."

With newfound insight, Deth began to experiment with the essence's capabilities. He discovered that it could enhance his spells, amplifying their potency with its alien energy. He crafted artifacts that harnessed the essence's power, devices that could manipulate time and space, heal wounds, and even reshape reality itself.

But Deth's ambitions extended beyond just personal gain. He envisioned a world where the essence's power could be harnessed to increase potency of his psychedelic inhaler, his blood mushroom wine and flavor of the snowbear bacon.

Oh, and as well as weapons! This alien shit holds tons of knowledge about advanced technologies and weaponry should be a part of its know-how.

The essence's cooperation was vital to this endeavor.

Slowly but surely the ebony black gel was melding into akin to pet slave, the kind those tamers used in videogames. I can share its memories and its now able to communicate with me on a telepathic level.

Since its a gel and reminds me of slime, I think that it can further evolved into something akin to found in anime shit. Who knows, it may shapeshift and be able to transform into a humanoid life-form and become even more useful, as a bodyguard, slave or just a clone that I can use for expanding my wealth and business.

"Just thinking about it gives me such a hard-on....if only I have an organic body, I guess an ethereal hard-on???"

Deth was even thinking about naughty things, like in those anime's, where animals turn into human form and form "relationships" with said animal familiars now that they have turned into having human-like bodies.

"Huehuehue.....we'll cross the bridge when we get there!"