yumiel began to smile before placing Marie in the bed and returning to the living room.
The living room was in a deplorable state between bullet holes and blood scattered everywhere. yumiel sighed at the thought of cleaning all that up. She grabbed her phone, only to notice that the network still hadn't come back.
« Of course, » she said. The sun was starting to rise, yumiel went out and retrieved a body. That she had previously taken out, she took care before drinking the blood contained in their heart, except for one. With everything going on, she wanted a blood reserve.
After all, a reserve is always useful. Placing the corpse in the middle of the living room, yumiel went to get a bucket. Large enough to hold about 5 L, she placed it under the man. Lifting one hand, she made a small cut in his neck to let the blood flow. The blood came out slowly after 1 to 2 minutes, there was barely a liter in the bucket.
Impatient, yumiel made holes in the man's body to accelerate the bleeding, but it didn't go faster; she only collected 2 L before opening the door to throw the body out, taking a sunbath that slightly burned her.
She took the bucket and put it in the fridge, setting the temperature to 4°C. yumiel began to clean up all the mess in the house, first putting away the provisions. The weapons obtained from the rack upstairs, taking care this time to close it properly. As for the tools and materials, she stacked them in a room upstairs.
Once everything was put away, she began to properly clean the living room, she couldn't do much about the bullet holes. She finished by cleaning the floor, filled with blood and clutter.
While cleaning the blood on the floor, she noticed two types of blood distinguished by their color. The first was dark and rubbery, like a viscous paste. The second was still fluid, bright red. Very surprised, yumiel approached the liquid blood.
Touching it with her hand, the blood began to enter her skin. The blood at her fingertips disappeared, entering inside her finger. yumiel was first shocked and then began to think. It didn't take her long to realize that it was her blood.
She was almost absorbed by her blood, spending long minutes watching it on the floor. But the most impressive thing was that it moved. It instinctively moved toward yumiel, although it was painfully slow. yumiel couldn't tell if her blood was alive or not, but each time she put her finger into the small puddle, the blood entered her body, passing through the pores of her skin.
yumiel sat in front of her blood. Like a little girl amazed by the reflection of water. It was truly astonishing, her blood didn't degrade at all. An idea began to form in yumiel's mind.
« System, you did say that we could become whatever we wanted? Can you expand on that part? »
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You have been changed in your core nature, but the choices you make belong to you, you are not limited to what you are. You are always free to become whatever you want, like any living being.
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yumiel thought for a long time while looking at her blood: « So I can choose my own path, anything is possible. » Remembering how the man with the long blades transformed his arms, she tried to do the same with her blood.
Focusing on her blood, stretching out her hands, yumiel concentrated, imagining her blood moving. Her blood began to stir but no more. She continued for a solid 30 minutes. A few drops floated but nothing conclusive.
Yet yumiel didn't give up, or rather, had nothing better to do. She tried again, this time opening her senses. The control of the blood was slightly better, the drops regrouped to start aligning, without giving a precise shape, just a floating ball.
Hours passed, yumiel didn't let go. Trying with her senses at maximum. This time the blood formed faster and more precisely, she had better control, though it exhausted her greatly, she still managed to form a blade similar to a dagger.
Exhausted, yumiel released her control. Letting the blood splash everywhere on the floor, slightly staining her pajamas. She got up, took a bowl, placed it on the floor, and began gathering her blood into the bowl. Her control had slightly improved, placing her bowl filled with her blood on the kitchen table. yumiel attempted an experiment.
She took a glass, opened the fridge, and filled the glass with the blood from the bucket. yumiel then reached out to control a drop of blood and mix it with the blood in the glass. yumiel didn't have high hopes, but she hoped that her blood could change its properties.
Time passed, and yumiel trained again and again to control the blood. In the bowl, she noticed that stretching her arms helped her control the blood better. After an hour, yumiel returned to the glass which had not dried, keeping its beautiful red color. One could even say she was more beautiful than usual.
Dipping her finger, letting the blood enter through her skin. She could also control the blood. yumiel went into deep reflection, talking to herself.
« It's impossible, this looks like catalytic inhibition. My blood contains an inhibitor that neutralizes all the degradation agents present in the blood, no! I would even say that my blood contains an agent that modifies the conformation of the proteins and enzymes in the blood, making them indestructible or inactive for degradation. »
yumiel continued to ramble for a while before accepting that her blood contained an agent capable of transforming that of others. Thus giving them the same properties as hers.