Bloodlines of the Ancient Pantheons

Chapter 583: DLXXXIII. The Genetic Error

"813666... your nanny didn't teach you education? If you speak again without my permission, you will be eliminated in this instant" the Xis replied, who turned back again and just looked away from Dag, that managed to move again, gradually regaining control of his body.

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"What the fuck is going on? Shouldn't that strange-looking man be our ally?! How dares he talk to one of our people like that! Why does Master Dag behave like a softener?!" Thyrius asked again, who in those minutes had not stopped a single second of complaining, continuing to ask unnecessary questions, which only helped to increase the stress of those who listened to him. 

"Thyrius..." 

"He told him not to speak without his permission and now Dag is silent like a frightened child..." 

"Thyrius!" Kranus repeated, raising the tone of his voice and interrupting Bloodfang's superficial speech, making the Packmaster look at his interlocutor.

"You just don't understand?! If we all attacked that man simultaneously, he'd probably kill us in an instant. The Frostsinners were able to defeat the Gods and exile them, bringing them out here on Skjold! In ancient times our planet was the Earth and... fuck, you should know these things!" Kranus continued, scolding the commander of the other Clan, who seemed not to be interested in the subject, trying to judge the Frostsinner's strength only by the way he was dressed.

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"Apparently, our scientific team has not yet been able to figure out who you are, or rather... what you are. My theory is that you're just a genetic error, a piece of trash of your inferior race... you are quite imperfect, you human beings, one of the most imperfect races in this galaxy, your evolutionary path, on the other hand, is very young... anyway... I would certainly have eliminated you immediately after having submitted you to the Temporum, but fortunately for you, I still did not have the power to make decisions, at the time" the white man continued, walking through the square as if he was a tourist disappointed by the view.

"He's not telling me anything new... I had already managed to understand these things, what's the point of coming here to tell this face-to-face? Apparently, this guy is a new member of the commission who determines who's fit to leave planet Earth, a real big shot. Am I really that important to them? Did they really send one of their most important exponents to this planet just to meet me, now that I am nothing but a worthless number?" Dag thought, still being afraid of that man and knowing he couldn't face him in a direct confrontation, trying to figure out why everything was happening to him.

The Xis turned again in his direction, continuing to walk with his hands in his pocket, thoughtful.

"However... my colleagues believe that your genetic heritage is an important element for the research about your race. Using your example, we will be able to improve the genes injected into incubators and obtain new individuals of the species in the future that are always performing, without any kind of disease or physical dysfunction. You have brilliantly passed all the tests you have been subjected to, with excellent results, developing an innate ability to fight and solve problems" the Xis continued, looking again at Dag, who was beginning to lose patience but was forced to hold his nerves.

"He's talking to me like I'm a lab guinea pig... among the incubators, it might still be my biological mother. These pieces of shit have no intention of stopping, it almost seems that the more time passes, the more they try to exploit us like beasts, as if we were part of a large intensive farming" Dag thought again, intimidated by the strong presence of that man and afraid to open his mouth.

"Your sociality is also very strong. We observed that, from a young age, after an initial period that tends to be solitary, you have managed to familiarize yourself with other individuals of the species, forming groups in which you have even assumed a position of domination over others, which is very difficult in your race, where usually the individuals who prevail are those with higher biological age. You had one of the highest scores among our experimental subjects, especially for a feature we named 'charisma', to make it understandable." 

Dag's gaze was filled with anger, knowing that he was now forced to play with an open hand, because, in addition to him, all the people in the castle were witnessing that speech, realizing that the young warrior who had led them to victory, was nothing more than an experiment that came out badly, something that linked men to an alien race of which nothing was known.

"As you fought against our observer, whose remains lie a few feet behind me, you said something referred to us, your creators" the Frostsinner continued, approaching Dag more than expected.

His grip on weapons grew stronger and his muscle hardened more and more, not only because of the cold but also because of the anger that continued to grow exponentially and flow through his veins.

"He's referring to the phrase I yelled at them... I was stupid! I knew they were looking at me at the time, and yet I didn't hesitate for a single moment, thinking I could face the Xis! Fuck me! How stupid!" Dag thought frantically, who knew inside him that he could not be too weak in front of all those men who had seen him beat the second strongest warrior in the world.

"Another little clarification... although our team of scientists is working on multiple subjects at once, scattered across the various target planets, the power you're developing within you is very different from that of people of your own kind, it's unique, as well as stronger. You manipulate a small amount of dark matter that is inside your body, managing to synthesize it from the atmosphere in which you are immersed and command it as if it was a natural extension of your body. This power is very similar to that of my race, you know this, 813666?" the Xis asked, who for the first time since he started speaking, asked a direct question to Dag.