The Origin of Species

Was that what hope said? The energy that escaped from the heart became a gentle light and wrapped around the body. The scorching heat disappeared as well. I can't feel the heat in my lungs. I felt like I was wearing the right lather for my body.

“Ha.”

I sighed for a long time. Movement of air through the shield felt natural through breathing.

Yeah, it is.

This is a filter.

Hot air passes through the protective film and switches to optimum temperature.

I approached the red lava in front of me. What happens if you soak your feet in this place?

Dental work.

My shoes didn't melt, so I got active. Nevertheless, there is no pain. I feel like I can apply a protective shield to my shoes somehow. I quickly reverted the time and put the shoes back to their original state. At the same time, I imagined this. The protective shield covers the shoes warmly. Then, the shoes that used to be active now show no change. And it was the same with clothes.

Range of shields that depend on imagination and will.

How useful would that be?

It's just a shame.

First, the limit of the range is limited to being attached to the body.

Second, the brain overload is severe because we had to keep thinking constantly.

There was nothing uncomfortable about it except this. Moreover, he didn't put much pressure on his brain if he didn't think he was protecting his clothes.

"Hmm, can the clans learn? ’

They and I are different species. Maybe they can't learn. They may die here in vain. What do I do? My position as a colleague conflicts with my position as a clan. The former thought that they couldn't lose their family here, and the latter thought they would eventually become a burden to the clan without a protective shield.

It was quick to get my mind on things. Even if I thought about it a thousand times, I had to choose the latter. They'd rather be a burden to the clan than die. We know that in the end, when the urgent moment comes, the burden is thrown away.

I straightened my mind and raised my head. I also saw nothing in vain. The ceiling of the cave was painted with six towers soaring high in the sky.

Towers like Insects, Armor Towers, and Heat Towers!

The building that was built on the side of the cave was a tower. Humans and ducks must have been building towers for some reason. At that time, the labor force was the stem.

“Phew.”

I breathed lightly and looked around the mural. Unfortunately, there were no ancient words to describe the mural. When I looked at the mural in a straight state of mind, I saw things I had not seen before.

"Oh, this is the history of stems. ’

Stems that are discarded as soon as they are born.

A begging stem outside the fence.

A necklace of naked bodies and chains.

Their miserable history of birth, exclusion and labor.

Every visible mural uniquely reveals the social location of the stem.

It's called 'The Beginning of the Remaining'.

If you think of the barren environment, it might be a 'starting point for the remnants’.

When I asked about the content of the mural, I remembered the rambling Suharibe. He did not explain their history accurately. There's a limit to what you can do with a mural without writing.

In particular, the life span of the stem is only 60 years. In other words, what they knew was the story that came down to the Old Testament. Demonic humans and ducks. And the epics of the heroes who fought them. The stems here have been inflating and inflating their stories by looking at the murals.

Suharibe said the number of stems on the island has steadily declined over the years. There were only 500 stems left. Nevertheless, they had no intention of leaving here. I don't think I even tried in the first place. Do they want to end up next to their own history, even if they go extinct?

The order of the murals was left, ceiling, and right. And at some point I stopped walking.

‘Is this...? ’

Then you hear the screams of the women from the entrance. There are three of us, Lindsey, the child, and hope.

“I'm a teacher!! ”

“Where are you!! ”

“Fool! Don't die! ”

I laughed a little. I'm sorry for worrying about them and the clans, but for now, it was a good thing. When I opened my shield and stood firm, Lindsey and Iran, who had reached the realm of truth, rushed to hug me with tremendous speed.

Tsk, you gave up hope.

The hope of running alone in my slumber burst into tears.

“Ahhhh!! Coward! I tried to be first! ”

Cancel. You don't look sad. It seemed unfair.

The problem is that all three women, including hope, burst into tear glands. Lindsey rubs her face against her chest, running down her nose, and Iran comes out blushing. Hope is all behind us. I don't think this is going to be humble if we have kids later. When I think about it, Iran opens his mouth.

“Ugh. You. I thought you might leave me. Five minutes waiting outside was like 50,000 years. Never leave my side again. You promised to get me pregnant. You! Be strong from this day forward. You will need to feel responsible for your family now! I'll be your horse a few times a day. ”

Then Lindsey pounded my heart.

“Ugh. Teacher. I can't live without you! ”

The hope of seeing us said a word.

“Heheh heh. Wolves! ”

...

Lindsey expected a lot of tears, but I never thought Airan would cry so much. Maybe he was afraid I'd die, too, after Nerson. She was a horrible family woman. They slowly controlled the surprise and focused on my shield.

“You've succeeded, my lord. But next time, we'll have to make sure this doesn't happen. I will protect you. ”

“Phew, sir. I'm so glad. ”

Lindsey panted. Red face and crooked thighs. Her lungs must be in a lot of pain by now. For some reason, Lindsey's nostrils were covered in small drops of sweat. I don't think the dizziness of pain will be pleasurable anymore.

“Ahhhhh. Teacher · · · ·. Aww · · ·. ”

She sighs loudly and says to herself,

“Huff. I can take this. Then why is there a picture like this in front of your eyes? · · Hahahaha.That's how I want to get hurt by my teacher. ”

Lindsey also turned her head. Her gaze turned to the mural I had seen.

“Hmm, that's a bit of a picture. That's not good. ”

Contrary opinions.

Of course I had to.

The painting in the mural was just an SM.

The whip and club in Stem's hand. And those ducks and humans down there naked. Is that a reversal? Good point SM, to be precise, sexual assault. The frowning faces of deformed humans and ducks live on.

Was it the madness of the abused stems? They did not stop men and women. There was also a scene of a Stem-Female rape of a human male.

Iran can't take her eyes off the mural.

“What the hell is this? Is that why you discarded the stems? ”

“Iran, look over there. Then we'll know why the stems are doing this. ”

Chains and whips in the murals. Her situation is swift.

“Ha. You built the tower. Human and origin got rid of the stems first · · ”

What's he thinking? As the Queen Dowager of Origins, she narrows her eyes to see if she feels guilty. Then hope pulls at the bottom of Iran's clothes.

“Sis! She liked me. Right?"

“Of course.”

She strokes the head of hope with a bitter smile.

“Yes. That is a story that has nothing to do with us. It's just a story that happened a long time ago. Hope. Let's get on with it. ”

“You're beautiful! Hope is beautiful! We're good! ”

“Hehe. Let's do that. ”

Hope's words gave Iran a smile. Obviously an elixir of logic. Anyway, the content of the mural was shocking. Like Iran said, I think I know why the originals discarded the stem.

Meanwhile, Lindsey looked through one picture. It was a scene where a stem man put a penis in a woman's anal cavity.

“Hahaha. Looks good · · ·. ”

I shouted to myself.

‘No, that's not it. Lindsey! "

Airan also blinds Lindsey's eyes in shock.

“Ugh, don't pay any attention to anything weird. If you do, shouldn't we do the same? ”

Is that how the story goes again?

Anyway, it was time to check out the other murals. The hope that had moved away suddenly shouted with joy.

“Here come the sisters! Here come the sisters!”

“What?"

“Hope comes from the boats. It's the same pattern as Lindsay! ”

“On your stomach? ”

That said, we hurriedly moved on. Lindsey, who was excited, hurries to move. It was clear what hope meant. Same pattern as Lindsey. It is a scene, the first scene that has never appeared in a mural before. We stood in front of the mural and saw a woman giving birth.

‘The mother is the stem, the child is the thin. ’

My head was numb. I couldn't take my eyes off the mural.

In the meantime, hope points to another mural.

“Here it is! Lindsey's coming out of the boat! ”

I ran and checked.

‘The mother is a duck, the child · · ·. Sin.’

“Ha, what the heck. ”

The problem was not the end. Another mural pointed to by hope was also giving birth.

‘Mothers are humans, children are · · · ·. Sin, indeed.’

Why are all these species giving birth to a scene?

But as I took my time to think, everything began to make sense. I also thought I knew why Stem told Lindsey he was a descendant.

Sin was mixed with the blood of the stem.

Reversal of stem species. There were countless sexual assaults among the races, and the result was Sin's birth.

When I first came to this world, I remembered what Leo said.

‘I am an original. You are to immediately dispose of sinners according to the law because you cannot do any harm to the origin. ’

The word "sinner." I didn't care then, but now that I think about it, it makes no sense. Sin is a sinner? No, a child born is not guilty. I was only born as a result of sin.

Lindsey said, pressing her nose.

“Ha. The paper's all mixed up. But what does it have to do with us being born this way? We're from Earth, aren't we? Like you said before, is it Earth where the sinners were banished from here? ”

“Maybe so. ”

“Hmph! The Earth will be much happier than here. Perhaps they banished them by calling them sinners? And there was no stigma until we got here. No, some kind of symbol! ”

As Lindsey said, the stigma came here. Not even me.

There's another problem.

"What the hell am I? ’

A servant named Sin and a nation are the only ones. I had some assumptions about what kind of sex it would be.

sexual intercourse between stem and origin, stem and human, stem and scene, human and origin, etc.

There are few combinations left. So I was born between a man and a duck? Instinct told me.

It won't be the same as you expected.

While in great confusion, Iran rubs my shoulder and asks.

“You, are you all right? Why the sudden blurred vision? ”

“Oh, it's okay. I'm just having second thoughts. ”

“Phew. You were worried. If you get sick, tell me quickly. ”

Her hands are on her forehead. Warm and soft. She quickly returns to her usual expression, relieved of a bit of confusion. Lindsey came to her senses and intervened in our conversation.

“If you're sick, you should talk to me. Medicine to the pharmacist, cure to Lindsey! ”

I returned to a warm atmosphere, but the shock did not go away easily. Above all, I was curious. Probably a common question in everyone's head.

‘How did such a strong human being become inverted? to Stem.’

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