Monster Integration

“Can that egg be removed?” asked the First Lady.

I didn’t answer and instead, tapped on the buttons on the green block and immediately, a few things become more prominent.

Which again put horror on their faces, but I have to show them reality. So, they wouldn’t keep any false hope in their heart.

“It is impossible for me; even Grade 7 healer wouldn’t be able to do it.”

“If it had been the first week, I might have been able to do it, but now, after nearly three decades, it is impossible. The Egg had become part of her. Taking it or doing anything to it means killing your daughter.” I replied.

The woman begins to cry hearing that, but it is the truth. The egg of the sun wing butterfly had become part of her.

Their lives are connected or rather, the life of the woman is connected to Egg. She would die if something happened to the egg, but if she died, the insect growing in the egg wouldn’t die.

To it, the body is just the host providing the food. If it is killed, it will find another one.

“So, there is no way to save my daughter?” asked the Governor. “I didn’t say that,” I said and immediately, both of them froze, before their eyes lit up and turn to me.

“You can save our daughter?” asked the woman excitedly, to which I shook my head.

A frown appeared on the Governor’s face, and I could see the hint of anger, which he controlled and looked at me intently.

“What are you trying to say, healer Brock?” he asked.

“I am saving, I couldn’t save her. The only one who could save your daughter is your daughter,” I replied, and the frown on his face become even bigger.

“What do you mean?” asked the woman. 

This time, it is she who controlled her husband by taking his hand in hers and squeezing it gently.

“The egg has become part of her. It couldn’t be removed, but it could be tamed.” 

“If your daughter could tame it, she will be able to survive, at least for a few years, as the solution is a lot more complex and will take decades or even centuries and a lot of hardship,”

“I am getting too far ahead. What I am trying to say is, your daughter could be saved and the first stage of that is taming the insect inside the egg,” I explained.

My explanation didn’t make them feel much better and instead further deepened the frowns on their faces.

“How would that be possible, Healer Brock? Our daughter had been unconscious for more than two and a half decades,”

“We have tried many methods to wake her up, contact her. One time had nearly killed her in our attempts,”

“We can not wake her up,” she said before suddenly her eyes lit up and she turned to me. “Unless you have a way to wake her up?” she asked, with her eyes full of hope.

To that, I shook her head and could see the unbearable sadness in my mother’s eyes, and my own heart begins to ache.

“I couldn’t wake her up, but I would be able to contact her directly through her soul,” I replied.

I could see the joy appearing on their faces before cautiousness appeared in the Governor’s eyes.

“Will it be dangerous?” he asked. “It is not without risks,” I replied. There are faint risks; it could be said that egg would make things easier with the formation I am going to use.

“Can you give us some time, to think about it, healer Brock,” he said, after a few seconds of silence.

“Sure,” I said, and a book appeared in my hand.

On the cover of it, a very beautiful butterfly with its wings burning in the sun’s glory. 

“This will help you clear the doubts about the cosmic insect you have,” I said and handed them a book, before walking toward the gate.

The stone skin woman followed me out of the door, before placing her hand on my shoulder. 

Everything turned blurry for a few seconds before I appeared in my house.

“I don’t have to tell again, but keep everything you have seen to yourself,” she reminded. Instead of replying, I just looked at her till she disappeared.

It is an hour before dawn and there are already people lined up in front of my house.

I looked at them for a moment before entering my bedroom. In a few seconds, I was in a sound sleep. 

I woke up three hours later, feeling fresh.

I didn’t immediately get out of the and instead went to my core and entered the library. Where three of my clones are working on the inheritance, while the other two, looking at a large meta-scan.

It is a meta-scan of the governor’s daughter, beside it is a scan of the egg.

It is my first time seeing the egg of the cosmic beast and it is truly a marvelous thing.

It was able to hide so well that even Sky Sovereigns wasn’t able to discover it. It is not surprising, the egg is covered in a pattern of laws and only those familiar with it could detect it.

I have not comprehended the laws, but it is not the only way to recognize it.

“It is viable,” said clone four. “Good,” I replied.

I already know it is viable. Our soul is one. What they know is what I know.

I looked at the meta-scan, and it was magnificent. The cosmic insect has become part of woman, but if there is danger. It could get out of the woman, with minimal danger.

It is not some other way.

To me, this meta-scan is extremely precious. It is showing me a life example of how things could hide in one’s body, without getting detected.

It will be extremely useful to me, after I made a breakthrough in the Sovereign.

Hun!

As I was studying it, a spark lit up in my mind, and immediately tens of meta-scans appeared in front of me.

All these meta-scan belong to dead people; taken seconds after their death. They are the cultists of Ishban.

I have been searching for something in them, but I have been unsuccessful in finding it.

Now, I have gotten an idea seeing the scan of the Governor’s daughter and I want to see if I could find it through the new idea.

Time passed, and soon, it is time for the class.

I handed them to my clones and sat down in the usual chair and a minute later, the teacher appeared, and we started with the class.

The class lasted for four hours and after that; I spent a few more studying what I had learned.

By the time I finished. I was feeling hungry and thus got out and cooked myself a meal, using my full abilities.

“Grade 5 culinary master. You are not a simple man, are you?” she asked. Instead of answering, I smiled and served her the lunch, which she ate, keeping her mask on.