Sweet mother and her children (Chapter1)/Author the false one

# Sweet mother and her children Chapter 1

This series follows the astral mother and the experiments she did on all of her children and subjects with this story itself being inspired by the Alphatale wiki which is why it exist now.

### The black sheep

Steps.

Steps in a cold dark hallway. Those were the only sounds filling this hallway the one walking was a tall woman at least 2.30m tall. She was mostly pink wearing a dark turquoise color. She wore heels that were red and that were clacking on the floor. The wall of this hallway was a gray color. It was clear that the color they first had was long run down as this place was old. She would then open a door the door when opened showed a room the room was quite small with the ceiling being in depth below making the woman unable to go in without squatting.

>>Come out<< she said. Then from inside the room came out the small room. The skeleton wore only a white shirt otherwise nothing. He was looking down on the ground trembling like prey that was near a predator. >>Follow me<< she said in a cold manner and started to move with the small skeleton following her. They walked for some minutes before stopping at a different door that door was the same height as the woman.

Opening the door, the inside of the room had a bed in there, it was quite big, but it was a bed to restrain someone. Around there were bunch of trolleys having all kind of medical equipment on them and some holding weird colorful liquids. The skeleton was shaking but the woman then grabbed the child at its arm and said in an angry voice: >>Stop trembling so much that is not why I gave birth to you William<< she then used her magic throwing William on the restrain bed and moving the restrains to keep him on the place.

William was trembling but because of the restraints it was not visible but what was visible was the fear in his face. The woman went to one of the trolleys she grabbed a needle from them and made a weak flip to it. She then pressed on an audio recorder and started to speak: >>Logbook 3 day 3 today the I will inject him an entire injection that is filled with the magic of a lv 4 monster the color of the magic was orange as it had a trait the soul trait of bravery. She walked to William and grabbed his arm. She had a cold stare at her son, not the stare of a mother but rather as if William, her own son, was a thorn in her eyes.

The needle was forced into William arm the bone of his arm cracked and then broke a hole in his arm so that the needle could even go in. When the needle was in there in the hole, she then started to inject the magic in that hole, and it started. William bones were moving rapidly, his entire body was shaking, he was screaming and crying as the magic was too much for his body. His bones were shaking to such intensity that the vibration and friction they were creating by constantly rubbing on the restraints each other which was so fast and so strong that the constant friction being so great that the heat that was being producing was causing the metal of the restraints to melt with the melted metal were hitting William bones while the bones were cracking and breaking.

The mother did not care to the screams of her son instead she used her magic stopping the air at William mouth so no sound would come so she would have not to listen to his constant screams. She finished the injection, then grabbed a clipboard that had papers on it and used her magic to write on the papers. She looked at William is body cracking and breaking slowly because the magic and its trait that it was taken for the size of his body and soul was something he was not meant to hold in. The veins in his bones were becoming visible through out in an orange color and would shine through the bones. However, it was no simple shining as soon the veins burst across William body his bones got holes because of the burst of his veins.

This was not something William could survive on his own. However, there right now he was not alone he was there with his mother. A wave with her hand the bones that were flying across the room stopped and went back to William body fixating on there like glue with no wounds being visible the child that was just dead moments ago. His eye sockets that had only white light there to indicate he was alive were gone when his bones all exploded open but the moment, they were all back they returned, and William was breathing heavily as he looked at his mother's face. Tears of dark blue were falling on the ground he wanted to speak, but her magic was keeping the air away from him, making him unable to say any words she would hear.

It then started again his veins that had just burst were being regenerated so it would not happen again but the pain. The pain was still there, William felt as his veins burst and then being repaired to such speed that it would not shatter his bones to go out. It felt like as if he was burning from the inside out this magic that she had injected him felt like literal flames being in his veins as they move around in the veins that go around all his bones burning and damaging them while trying to burst them open so that they can leave William weak body that was just not made to hold this amount of magic that was empowered by the trait of bravery.

His mother was noting it all down on paper as she used magic to write it down. She made sure to move around William her own son to see his reactions, his pain, how his body was reacting and trying to adapt to that magic that was going in his body all throughout around his veins.

>Interesting to say the least even though the magic I injected was that of a lv4 monster with a soul trait his body is trying to adapt to it and trying to utilize it in some way by changing that magic and increasing the magic of his by a tremendous amount. It does seem that because the magic is being turned to become an exact copy of his magic and staying dormant it does not cause any physical, mental, or damaging to his soul in any way< she was thinking to herself and finally had a smile.

After an hour later the constant shaking and friction his bones were causing with the veins bursting slowly started to stop. However, the way William looked was one that would not recover from it easily. He was panting, he had long stopped to cry as no tears were able to be produced while uncontrollable shaking from fear and the pain even if it were stopping lingering in his mind, he could imagine the pain constantly and then feel it even if it were not real by any means.

She then finally spoke: >>The test subject after getting injected with magic from a lv4 monster that had the soul trait of bravery. His body reacted violently with his bones causing enough friction and heat that they melted the metal that was restraining him, I had to use my magic to hold him there so he would not try to fall. His entire body had exploded because of the mix from a higher leveled monster with a soul trait his veins in his bones exploded and shattered his bones. Even though at first, he was in immense pain his body started to convert the unknown magic into the magic that his body uses like the previous 2 days. End of audio log<< she then pressed the button on the audio log stopping its recording.

She looked at William out of breath, barely conscious, the only reason he was even conscious at that point being because he gained new magic with the new magic being like a boost to his body causing lot of new energy to go into him and keeping his body awake. >>Seems you are still awake good<< she said her face showed no sign of a single ounce of emotion it was like she was a machine. >>then let us start the next experiment<< when she said these words William turned his head to his mother his face could not give much emotion, but she could sense his soul beating faster the soul was beating from fear hearing the word experiment he did not want to experience any more than this.

The magic of William was starting to leak out from his body like some sort of aura trying to cover him as to protect from the experiment however it was by no avail his mother grabbed the very magic itself and when she then moved it away from him it was not describable.

It was as if she had ripped a part of him out of his body. He could not move; not react to this feeling of agony and pain overloaded him, and he was finally knocked unconscious. She disapproved, seeing him already knocked out from her simply ripping some of his magic out of him forcefully.

She used her left hand pushing him on the restraint bed even if all the restraints were broken and her right hand that was grabbing the magic held her son magic tight and she made a pulling movement and her son was regaining his consciousness however it was short while every time she ripped magic from him he would regain his consciousness but as a way to cope with it his body would make him go unconscious once more.

The magic of William was changing in a rapid way she was not simply just pulling the magic out of her son body no she was squeezing it, molding it and changing the nature of his magic to make it better, more stable and perfect for his body even if the amount is too much for his body all she had to do was changing the way his magic is stored so he would not die from a magic overload. It was not much work for her as in just a few seconds she finished the change of his magic to fit his vessel to not cause any problems in future experiments.

She moved her finger getting tissues and a bottle of disinfect. Some of the disinfect was put on the tissue she then grabbed the tissue and cleaned her hands. >>To have the need to touch him to change his magic how disgusting<< she said while glaring at her son.

She let some of her magic out and like a bullet shot it to her son which entered his system and forced his magic to work again. Energy was flowing through William, but he coughed blood from it. Seeing the blood, she looked coldly at him and spoke: >>If you are awake come and follow me now it is time to go back to your room<< she said she did not try to hide her disinterest in him with William knowing that his mother never had any interest in him by any amount. William grabbed his shirt that he had only on sweat was dropping from his head down but he started to slowly get up from the bed and get down his legs were shaky barely standing but if he were not to move no he had to move as he could not imagine what his mother may do to him if he disobeyed her command.

He tumbled around following his mother she did not walk slowly for her son; she was walking fast with the only sounds now being the sound of her heels and the breath of William as he tried to catch up to his mother's speed. When she stood at the door to William cell, she opened it and using her magic she threw William in his cell making him hit the wall hard and break some of his back bones. She closed the door, locked it, and looked at the hallway again.

>>Time to look at the other one<< she spoke to herself.

### From useless to useful

A skeleton child was shaking in a room. He could not see anything on his head. There was something heavy blocking his sight. He could not even use his magic to see the outside. He was blinded to the outside world while his limbs restrained to not move as he was forced to sit on top of a chair. He did not know how much time had passed. This thing was making his perception of time foggy. If he were to count the seconds but would soon forget the number and be forced to count again but never able to know how far he had counted. Having to live with the absurdity of not knowing what is happening around him or how much time had even passed. The door then opened the sound he heard it well the only sound he heard as his voice was taken from him. He heard her heels as she was walking, he knew what she was about to open.

>>Log audio 3 day 3 todays experiment at the subject Adam will be to make a big accomplishment which will however require me using all of my powers to make it happen as it may not happen otherwise<< she spoke and looked at Adam the small skeleton child that she had strapped on the chair and put the metal helmet on him to block his sight and be unable to know how much time passed.

It then started the helmet that Adam had on was glowing and an intense shot of magic was being injected into his head itself. From where the magic came was from the mother itself, she was sitting on a chair as she had injected a nail into her arm that was connected to the helmet. The magic of hers was potent, no potent would describe it mildly as the way Adam felt was like a drill being in his head and trying to drill out of his head. His head felt like it was about to explode, but it was not exploding as before it could explode before the veins in his skull could explode from the magic and burst out of his skull; they were repaired and strengthened to endure it. This was like that for quite some time, however, after what felt like an eternity for Adam as she stopped the injection, she started her next step of the experiment.

>>We will start the second phase of the experiment the crucial step as I injected my magic into the subject in theory should be now sharing a sort of connection with one another I will use this theoretical connection we should share with one another to have his magic and mine synchronized as that way I should be able to manipulate his magic as if it were my own and use his body to do my will<<

She spoke and moved her hand. Adam if he could scream would scream, however, because he could not. All that he could do was tears falling from his eye sockets. These tears were not stopping. The magic of Adam and the mother were clashing his magic was fierce trying to fight off the magic of the mother but the magic of Adam had no chance to begin with as the next thing the magic of Adam was “feeling” was the power of hers his magic was being twisted weakened to become so weak that the magic of the mother in his body started to be the dominant magic taking more parts of his body and in the end 97% of Adam body magic was replaced with that of the mother.

>>97% of the subject have been replaced with the magic of mine<< she spoke and looked at Adam. His body was practically changing his boney having more of a pink color with muscles starting to form and skin that was pink. She watched how his appearance was close to looking exactly like her, a perfect copy of hers, that is what happened to Adam, but not done and not her intentions she had. She moved her hand to manipulate the magic in him as if it were her own but it did not work the magic that she had injected in Adam was not moving to her will like as if it was her magic instead nothing had happened and seeing that she was disappointed she saw that her experiment to manipulate the magic she injected in him seem to have changed to be part of Adam now because to how close they are to be perfectly the same being.

She had let out a sigh seeing that and so she manipulated her magic taking her magic out and expending the size of Adam magic to make it back to its original amount. She then tapped her finger on a table looking at Adam the experiment she initially had planned to do did not go as she wished it to have gone all it would have caused was to make a clone of her which she did not want to bother as she knew her own personality well. She had to come up with a different way to make use of her son then she thought of Adam name the name she was aware that the name Adam had some meaning in religion as she heard it often but never researched what exactly the name means in religion.

She controlled the magic in the air manipulating it changing it to degrees and with it forming a magic formular which made her teleport to the library she then went through them most of the books that were related to science, scientology, numerology and more were the books of hers she was a woman of science and magic not a person of religious however her husband was different he had great interest towards religion while not being religious himself it could be said to have been a hobby of her husband to learn the many religious that the living believe in. She then found something a book the book had verses from all kinds of religious in there and all categorized to for each religion, she grabbed it and using the magic was in an instant back at Adam.

She sat on a chair and looked at Adam, his body had returned to normal, and he was shaking well shaking as much as he could with how restraint he was. She read the book

>>As the lord created the world, the plants, letting the water flow through and the animal's breath at that lonely world he created the first man. The first man while surrounded by the creation of the lord showing blissful smiles the lord knew that this was not enough the first man had the need of a partner to be full so the lord forming from the dirt he had used to make the first man created a opposite of the first man a being similar to the man but still different the first woman. The lord named the two as Adam and Eva the first humans that had their feet in the garden of the lord and to live there<< she then closed the book. The verse, this single verse, sparked the idea of an experiment in her.

>>My, my Adam how lucky you are your mother has such a great idea what she can do to you instead of feeding you to your youngest brother<< she said laughing. She stood up, grabbed the helmet, and ripped it off from Adam. After 2 days he could finally see again but what he saw was his mother and her smile at him. The smile was one of pure evil and curiosity of what she could do to him. He saw the evil in her eyes was visible, it was not a real aura, but Adam could tell what his mother had planned was something that no child should be going through.

She grabbed the head of Adam: >>Then let us start with a new experiment I will change you Adam, I will change you to something like the Adam in this religious book that was in there. What happened to Adam could not be explained in simple words she injected her magic, but the magic was not replacing his magic no it was much worse this magic was forcing his body soul and mind to expend and contract it was twisting and warping Adam could barely remember as it was happening who he was or what he was but in between it all he would open his mouth indicating he was screaming then just cry. It was a pain first and foremost but at the same time fear was always striking him and his mind could not understand what was happening to him. It was a pain that was not simple ripping or fire burning in him something was stretching he knew that his mind and magic were stretching but something else was stretching too it was something not as simple as the other two this was the only obvious part for Adam.

This uncertainty was, however, not in the case of his mother who knew exactly what was happening, she moved her hands as she manipulated the essence of his magic. As she was doing it, in her mind she was thinking about the processor and the nature of magic itself. She was remembering them in the old and new knowledge that she had accumulated throughout the years she was not married; she had gotten married and, in her pregnancy, and just recently when she started this test.

>Increasing his magic potential is useless as unlike with William his body would never adapt to any magic. With the magic being a core function of all the universes I got into often even being the life force if I were to spread his magic not only across universes but time itself by using the magic in the air and sending them in such extreme speed back to the point where everything was being created. It would require me to use the dimensions of not only this universe but also all the other universes as the potential energy and speed required is close to infinity but that is not yet enough to do because if I send the entire him there it would only be a simple travel in time and leaving him to his death< she then moved her hand in a violent way and most of the magic of Adam was not inside his body anymore but instead outside his body and she absorbed the magic of Adam in her.

>What I need is to somehow break the law of the universe and its concepts to make Adam something greater than he is currently. Just like in this book he needs to be the first the first of something a primordial of sort or the beginning of a specie< she then saw it all >How stupid of me< she laughed a loud. >That is, it what I must do is not simple send him back to a time and moment where not only magic first existed but also planets and live, but he needs to be strong enough that he can make his own species. Asexual reproduction would be the best<

She was smiling more and then stopped the ripping of Adam magic. She looked at Adam seeing him breathless like that she saw all the potential she could do with him as he was the one where she had not much idea what to do but thanks to that book and the and the talk of the first human, she had an idea what to make with that useless boy. She then threw magic at Adam the magic was like an electric shot the shock was extreme it was intentionally fused with magic, but it had many more complex spells in it these complex spells were going in his mind and a crack was now at Adam head.

>>Pathetic at least he did not die as his mind reached a higher dimensional consciousness<< she said and slammed the door down and locking it. >>Damn brat he should be happy that I have a schedule to follow<< she said. She started to walk once more down the hallway.

### The bastard child

A door opened when a small skeleton child in there, his leg chained up with a dark metal. He looked at his mother with an angry face, he tried to get to her, but the chain was short, and he fell on the ground. She did not bother it even a minute and started to manipulate the very essence of the child he was feeling how he was getting manipulated he jerked and screamed for moments and then it stopped, and he looked at his mother in her eyes the deep pink eyes that he just hates.

>>You still did not learn your lesson Caleb even after 3 days you learnt nothing<< she said disappointed and mad at him. But Caleb was still angry and was going to use his magic, but a powerful wave of magic was shot at him, and he hit the wall with his spine cracking from the force. Caleb was still being pushed to the wall the magic used on him was a powerful force. Caleb felt light for a single moment but the next thing that happened was him being thrown around the room in a quick and strong manner. It would stop after some minutes Caleb entire body was hurting, he was not crying as something like tears were long gone from his mind he was just filled with rage and hatred. He moved his hands clenched to a fist and he pooched the ground.

His mother saw his behavior, the arrogance that he had and his fury that was not something she needed she did not need something rebellious. She opened a door with its knob well-hidden when she was in, sin, saw Caleb standing up and letting strings come out of his fingers. The strings had a dark wine color and they stretched towards his mother to capture her. The strings were moving extremely fast, the air was making sounds like explosions as they were getting closer to her. Her face did not seem worried as it got close to her, she made a finger gun at the strings and a beam was shot the beam was curving and before contact with any of the strings it split itself to the same amount to the number of strings that existed. The rays hitting the strings destroyed them, leaving not one thing of them.

>>What -! << Caleb fell on his knees and touched his own throat he started to choke himself he had no control over his body. Cale pressed his throat more and his mother came close to her son but stood only inches apart from one another. He looked in her eyes and the thing he saw there was not anger or fury, however emptiness that was just pure emptiness. How could one being eyes be so empty as if she had no emotion as if he were gazing upon the abyss itself and the abyss would soon gaze at him back. The Hyoid bone was starting to crack Caleb was surprised hearing that himself he did not know he was that powerful that he could crack his own bones. >>P-please stop it<< he said looking at his mother, but she continued to just stare at him his hands started to press even stronger.

Caleb who had thought he could not cry anymore when facing death right now started to cry from the fear of death. He was afraid of dying, he did not want to die. He cried his tears had the color of a mix of yellow and red. His tears fell on the ground his hands grabbing his Hyoid bone and it cracked more then it cracked completely the bone was broken. It was an immediate death the bone had formed a connection with Caleb head and mind he was not fully dead not, yet his soul had cracks not any big ones, but a crack was a crack. Losing the Hyoid bone should have killed him even if he were a skeleton and missing functions normal living beings need that would have killed him like any other living being, but he did not die no he was kept alive by his mother. She was humming around as she looked at her son, she tipped his body, moving it around and looking at him her eyes were cold as she did that touched her son with her shoes. After exactly 10 minutes she repaired the Hyoid bone of Caleb when it was fully repaired Caleb woke up his pupils extremely small as he was breathing heavily it was more like he was grasping for the air he did not need, and he shivered as he leaned on this room wall looking at her he was just visible trembling she knew that she had him now under her control.

He would listen to her. She had never died the nature of death was unknown to her but every time one died, and she revived them they would all tremble in fear and begging not to die again. >>I 'am sorry I 'am sorry mother<< he was just covering himself his tears falling he spoke in a sobbing manner it was not understandable completely if one did not listen closely to what he was saying. >>I-I<< he wanted to continue to speak but this was not what he was let to do pushed by magic he felt his head this time cracking.

>>Obedience is important Caleb, and it is the third day already where I awaited you to be obedient in my field experiments but here you are always rebelling and exposing your fangs to me. That is not how one like you should behave towards your mother understood? << She said the word mother but how she acted was no way how a mother would act she was crazy in the eyes of Caleb, but could he complain if he even had the right to do so.

Magic was slowly entering the body of Caleb even if forcefully making him put in pain as the magic of the mother clashed with his and was much more powerful than his magic it was not a way to make him stronger it was just to show her dominance towards her own Son that she was more powerful than him that Caleb had no control over his life now and that she is the one who will control it all.

She then stopped the magic. >>Stand up<< she commanded Caleb who at first was struggling to stand when he tried to stand up, he would fall back on his knees. The magic fight of his had tired his body, he felt weak and his bones trembling, the fear was there, it had struck his small and weak body. Fear was however something he could not let the best of him, so he forced himself to stand up he even leaned on the wall so he could stand.

>>Good seems you are not as useless as you like to behave<< She looked down at Caleb and his body his bones were much denser than that of her other children she thought of what she could use him for as in these 2 days she had not done anything major with him however it was the third day today. She thought of what she could make of him, he needed to have some use for her. She pointed to his chain and the chain at his foot broke. >>Come to me<< she commanded him, and Caleb listened to her order and came trembling to her holding himself up with his strength up.

>>You have dense bones for a child that is only 4 years old<< she said it was in a voice neither praising him nor criticizing him. She held her hand out and magic surrounded her hand. Caleb watched the process of what was happening, the magic in this room concentrated in the hand of the mother, and it formed into a sword made purely of magic. She swung the sword to the ground, cutting it easily. The ground was reinforced steel being multiple centimeters thick however the sword made of magic had cut through it.

She threw the sword to Caleb who caught it wrong, cutting his hands. He had luck as the sword did not cut through his hands. He looked at the sword his hands were bleeding, but he grabbed it by its grip how he should have done and caught it in the first place.

>>I want you till tomorrow be able to create such a thing not only that but also be able to use that I must prepare some things for you till tomorrow so you can be to some use for me<< she stared at Caleb he looked at the sword with fascinated eyes. She looked at Caleb her son and saw how he was using his magic even though she had never taught him to use magic.

>Look at this bastard he also has a talent for magic, a strong body and talent for using magic. I need to make sure that he will not betray me< she then left Caleb cell locking the door but before leaving entirely she typed something on a computer it was a code for security he was one of the two that needed to be put under high security she did not know the full capability of Caleb powers so she had to be sure she then pressed enter with the security in Caleb cell working and she finally left.

She sighed and touched her forehead and was starting to get a headache. It was a tiresome job for her she was using a lot of magic always forgetting that she must replenish her own magic she took out her soul her soul was a dark red color it had two traits the trait of hatred and terror. This was not her soul trait she first had she remembers it vividly as if it was yesterday her old soul trait however it was long in the past, she started to manipulate the magic that her soul contained she was not gentle with herself she replenished her magic like a bullet from zero to hundred back to its original capacity she coughed magic because of the unnatural speed she had recovered her magic. She wipes the magic off from her mouth and starts to walk the hallway once more, but she then went down the stairs the one she would meet now was someone she had to be careful of.

Or she will be careful of the experiment with that subject will start today only. She then remembers the person she had let down the one who said would prepare everything for her she let out a sigh she did not know how she could forget that man there she just hoped he did not stitch her and left with things she would need for her experiments.

She continued to walk down till they stopped. She was multiple layers deep in her laboratory and followed the only path that existed there. She moved in a certain way as the path was engraved with multiple types of magic by magicians of other universes. The type of magic combined with illusion and terror inducing magic that the moment one steps wrong or goes wrong they would be in a nightmare like scenario of illusions that they cannot different between reality or just mere imagination anymore. This was, however, not to stop people from entering but the beast she would create to not manage to go out.

When she reached the end, she opened the door there was a human man he sat on top of a wooden table he had gray hair like an old man. His skin was pale as a corpse; the clothes he wore were not those of a scientist but more of someone of a high status with a beauty that cannot be expressed in words, however it would be gone with the cigarette he was smoking. The man looked at the mother and smiled calling out her name.

>>It is nice to see you, Wendy. I waited long for you as I have it all prepared to bring back that dead fetus of yours<<

### The family black sheep

>>At least you prepared it all<< she said to the man. Wendy looked at the man he was a man she worked together but disliked his behavior and way of approach of things it was barbaric how he went to do things. Brutally murdering all and everything as if they were not worth anything while she could not say that she did not murder countless beings she at least did it with a goal while whenever the man did something he would give her one remark “If I had not kill them today they would have just died later on so why not end them earlier?” the value of life the two had different views on it she would value life a bit higher because it was useful for her while the man would not even do that.

>>Now that I have done my part of the story Wendy<< the man said and moved past Wendy.

>>I shall take my leave<< he looked once at her and grinned. The space around the man was getting twisted and was brought away as the twisting of space and time moved him to a different location. She looked inside the room and there was a dead infant with a monster that was beside it but chained by black chains. These chains made sure that it could not move an inch. She got into the cell and looked at the beast, it was fierce. It was a skeleton, but the bones were much denser and thicker, and when looked at the molecule level, they were sharp so sharp that they could cut through flesh easily.

>It is time to start the experiment< she then moved her hand manipulating the magic of the beast and the small magic that was in the dead infant. The beast magic fought against the manipulation of its magic. It was fierce. It was not physically with them throwing punches but more in an invisible way. The two were evenly matched at their power. Her control over magic was not that of an expert at controlling the magic of other beings. The magic of the beast came out and hit her, making her inner organs feel crushed.

A slight pink light came out of her pupils, she moved to the beast, her magic surrounding her palms, and she punched in the beast's face. The punch destroyed the chains that held the beast but made the beast fly off through the walls and the dirt she manipulated the magic of hers pulling the beast back instead of manipulating its very magic she was going to make it submit to her the beast roared breaking free from her magic the space was being twisted transporting the two to an different universe the beast was surprised by the sudden different place it was in.

>>Did you think magic is the only thing I can do? << she pulled out a small sphere from her jacket holding it in her hands the sphere color was a deep shade of blue with small things inside similar to stars being in the sphere. The beast roared moving in this universe with its extreme speed, but Wendy did not flinch or falter, holding the sphere in her hand she started to manipulate the very idea of what reality is. Twisting the space, the space ripped and grabbed the beast with their hands. The beast witnessing this felt slight danger fought against the very fabric of space itself.

>That thing can even touch the intangible!?< That was not something she expected she knows she had made a commission to that person to bring her a powerful monster however she did not expect for it to be such a monster that could even touch the metaphysical aspects of reality itself.

>Our magic was even evenly matched if I fuse this beast with Samson and have full control over him< she had a wide grin on her face: >I would have a powerful dog at my arsenal< the thought of holding a powerful beast like that made her excited she used the sphere once more and reality warped once more to her will she was going to change the natural amount of dimensions that were present in this very universe the universe had a total of 11 dimensions she went through countless universes where these theories referred to as M- and string theory exist.

>>Let us see how great your powers truly are<< she said it with an excited face. The beast made one leap towards her to attack her, but her magic blocked the beast attack the beast backed off the magic of Wendy was all out the magic alone twisted the image of Wendy for the beast she did not look the same anymore instead her appearance was more that of a monster than it itself was one. Grotesque long limbs and a face pulled and rearranged to a degree that could not be called a face anymore, her entire body being covered in blood. It was an intimidation tactic on Wendy the beast shall fear her or that was her trick she was trying to do.

The beast was slowly backing off her appearance was changing to more twisting image slowly to what would be called an eldritch being the beast growled as it walked around Wendy. She followed the being with her eyes she knew it would attack her that was what made it exciting she had to test how strong the being is she saw it was fast if she had not put her magic around her, she would been killed by its physical strength that the beast had.

The beast moved once more in an instant being behind Wendy all its strength there to crush the magic of Wendy it hands pierced through the barriers of the magic that was on top of her layers of magic. It broke through it all Wendy realized she could not play around anymore she then manipulated reality once more and the higher dimensions that were in this universe, she pulled them down as physical forms and hit the beast with them. The beast got hit by these dimensions that were now physical matters, but it got not even damaged not even a bruise was on it and it grabbed the arm of Wendy and ripped it off.

>>YOU ARE TRULY A GREAT BEAST! I WILL LOVE IT WHEN YOU ARE UNDER MY CONTROL YOU DAMN BEAST! << the arm of Wendy matter changed and blasted in the beast hand with the power of a big bang. The beast was blasted off by the blast, but red tentacles emerged out from it and held itself to the ground.

>Determination? It even had determination! < A beast that was not only that powerful but even had determination a type of soul power she witnessed in many universes where the power could reset the universe itself even all its timelines and it resurrects the person who died if the determination were strong enough. She then threw these dimensions towards the beast who deflected them away, making them hit the stars in the sky, destroying millions. Space was twisted once more, and the beast was being forced into a cage the beast tried to escape with its strength alone but what had happened was something it did not expect it would rearrange itself to a higher form of dimensions the beast continued to attack this cage which was arranging higher and higher number of dimensions.

It reached infinity, this infinity was turning to a countable infinity then to an uncountable number of infinite number of dimensions. Each dimension was then rearranged to hold a form of hierarchy that held the same number of dimensions as them, an uncountable of infinite dimensions in each dimension. It was then silent she saw the beast stop.

>Is that the limit of the beast already? It was powerful enough to match my magic< She had powerful magic able to effect structures with dimensions that exceeded that in universes with her sphere helping to reach even higher ones that she could not reach currently. >Well it is at least quite powerful it should be useful for me in the end< as she was going to make the beast fall in a slumber a hand broke through all these dimensions. The eyes of Wendy were wide open as she saw the beast breaking free from these dimensions. The beast was powerful too powerful.

The beast as it broke through the dimensions looked at Wendy it saw an emotion in her eyes it could not read it well but it did not bother the speed it moved turned the air to plasma it was about to rip Wendy apart it was going to kill Wendy and eat her but its eyes went into its head back and fell right in front of Wendy feet. On her right index finger, there was a black color on top of it.

>Physically strong but mentally weak it seems< she noted it to herself. Knowing the weaknesses of her test subjects is always a good thing as to know what she must improve on. She grabbed the beast and warped space once more and she was back in the laboratory she threw the beast beside the infant she let out a sigh and looked at the sphere. An object she created through constant research, usage of old forgotten magic and the essence of her soul.

A soul more powerful than what had been seen before and who she fought against. Even this beast who was powerful and flourishing with power could not fight her terror magic off. She manipulated the beast and pulled its very soul out and it saw what it had a soul of determination but a weak one it was pathetically weak the determination. She stared at it; the nature of determination was still a mystery to her. She wanted to learn more about it and what the limit of determination could be.

She put the soul back into the beast and took the sphere out once more using the sphere to solve everything was a simple thing to do but that would hinder, her growth to become stronger which is why she does not tend to use it that much to solve everything but to test her limit.

Using the power of the sphere, she started to fuse the beast with the child, which reawakened from the state it was in, as much pain was what awoke it. Each of its cells was being fused with the dead infant skeleton. The pain grew and grew, the instinct of the beast was kicking in the instinct of surviving. She could not see it but feel how something was awakening the terror the very essence of terror that she had in her was moving she felt it increasing in her this essence she used the sphere once again manipulating herself to witness what was going on and what she saw was mesmerizing. There something was happening she saw the process of how the two fused as what fused was not only their bodies but also their platonic concepts the two being and the concepts of what made them, them fused together to be one.

This was her first time seeing how beings fuse that was an act she had always done but never felt the need to witness the raw process of it happening. Then a red-like mist came out and it came from the beast's weak soul. The determination came out for her. It seemed like a mist, but she felt it. The essence of terror that was in her was screaming out that mist was determination. She could not explain how she exactly knew it; it was as if the essence of terror what her soul trait itself was spoke with her and was telling her what this red mist was.

It grew the two minds were fusing together the once dead infant of a skeleton was sprawling with life it was twisting itself the red mist turned to that of a beast as it roared. The two bodies then fused, and it ended she looked down of the creation that was now there her infant son was now bigger around 70cm long the beast itself was close to the height of her but now it was so small. She could sense magic from her infant son. The body changed, it was more like the beast, but its bone structure was thin and weak.

>>Samson<< she said the name the name that the dead infant would have been given normally. When the name was said it awoke and stood there it looked at Wendy. It looked at her with eyes of innocence it could not move.

She made a finger gun pointed at Samson the terror formed around there and she said with one cold voice: >>What I want is obedience and I do not take risk subject 004<< and she shot the beam of terror at Samson the moment it hit her he screamed through the fusion the memories the beast had were popping up but they were all being twisted to the most fearful and painful thing possible and could ever be. He was scratching his bone. The claws that he now had were powerful enough to break his bones, but Wendy healed them always. She looked there cold upon Samson witnessing his breakdown of his mind the way he cried in pain and utter terror of the things he was seeing for him these nightmarish memories that he was now since the memories the beast had were all being twisted; he saw them all visually as if they were real.

Whenever he was too loud, she kicked him in the stomach, she pulled him and threw him around. What she intends was not to gain its loyalty through being nice as these types of things can be ignored later on but one with terror that every one of her test subjects do not dare to ever betray her that they think without her they cannot live without her.

>>The moment this stop you will be one obedient pet<< she said it as cold as ever she felt no remorse, no empathy towards her newly resurrected son. The screams of his could be heard across the laboratory every test subject hear the screams fear was striking them down as the screams of his continued for 4 days straight not even stopping once.

The next chapter: Sweet mother and her children (Chapter 2)