Chapter 38 - Evolution

The bone and mold leviathan, Forgone-Travis.

Versus the enhanced Balor-virus apex form, Evolved-Y/n.

The size of Evolved-Y/n was similar to that of the Megamycete, like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, an angel of calamity at biblical proportions; however, this new form was four-times the size of Forgone-Travis but as it slowly descended to the ground it's size also decreased.

Evolved-Y/n now stood before Forgone-Travis at the size of his Tyrant form, he did not speak nor did he even breath he was soundless as the red visor that now acted as Y/n's eyes emitting a faint red glow as if watching Forgone-Travis.

Forgone-Travis: Aren't you gonna say something? Aren't you gonna belittle me for being lesser then you again?

Evolved-Y/n said nothing, his red visor of an eye just pulsated slowly.

Forgone-Travis: Oh I get it... Your tired of talking-NO.... Your too good to talk to me now, you look like an angel on the cover of an Iron Maiden album... You think the power you've STOLEN FROM US... Makes you better then us, well let me show you what it means to use the hand of God!

Forgone-Travis rushed Evolved-Y/n, skittering across the floor like a beast possessed and he jumped into the air with fangs bared.

Then he froze in the air.

There he sat in the air struggling and squirming to get down, then Evolved-Y/n slowly looked up revealing his pulsating light was now a stagnant vibrant and callous red glow that illuminated Forgone-Travis disfigured face.

There was faint sense of fear on Forgone-Travis' face as he watched the many red eyes along the purple appendages on Evolved-Y/n's body began to distort and emit a low hum.

Just then they, in unison, emitted a shockwave each at a earthquake magnitude of 8.5 on the scale that ripped through the air and battered Forgone-Travis' brittle body and catapulted across the chasm. His body struck the wall as bones and mold shattered off in chunks as he hit the wall, before he had a chance to peel off the wall he could see this shooting star, a red light blitz across the cave towards him.

Evolved-Y/n said nothing and made not a single sound as he moved at unbelievable speeds, he extended a hand and struck Forgone-Travis with great force; however, it was not a fist but an open palm, not a punch but a push as Forgone-Travis felt his body break rock.

His body broke through the wall as this immense pressure pushed him through the solid earth till he saw sunlight, 80-meters of solid stone and soil was nothing to slow him down as he watched the earth below leave him behind as he went airborne.

Y/n's crew consisting of Chris, Claire, Leon, Sheva, Ada, Miranda, Jill, Helena, and a still mutated Alcina stood still watching as this managled creature fall from the sky crushing the giant armored molded creature that Miranda and Alcina had been fighting earlier.

Forgone-Travis ragdoll rolled across the battlefield as the two armies watched as Evolved-Y/n emerged from the hole, his mass increasing slowly as he grew on a whim. His grew to the size of a titan that only Chris had seen once before in his fight against the C-virus bio-weapon, Haos.

Evolved-Y/n floated into the air and looked down upon the battlefield, Forgone-Travis rolled back onto his still operable legs and let out a wet, grotesque howl of defiance. The army of molded he was dominated all howled back but it was clear something was wrong with them.

After the absorption of the Megamycete all cognitive and physical attributes the molded had were now quickly deteriorating, lack of balance, stumbling into each other, parts of there bodies becoming unstable and sloughing off. But they persisted, ignoring the other and marching towards the hovering feet of Evolved-Y/n.

Evolved-Y/n red visor looked down upon them, it began to glow brighter then their was the sound of a heartbeat, a single ba-dump that reached across the battlefield as the light of Evolved-Y/n visor let out a pulse of faint red energy.

As the energy spread through the field, every molded instantly liquified as the energy passed over them. Y/n's crew watched as he effortlessly disarmed an entire army of abominations as Evolved-Y/n's own forces retreated into the woods of the village.

Forgone-Travis went still, timidly looking at the sea of liquid molded guts and innards pooling around his feet. It was now just him and a man-made parasitic god descending upon him, Forgone-Travis looked deep into the red pulsating eye of Evolved-Y/n trying see a motive or intent of his rival inside.

It was only now, looking deep into the rhythmic pattern of the red glow, did he realize there was only one thing inside this entity.

Oblivion.

Ruin.

Retribution.

Supremacy.

There was no sign of humanity left inside his old friend.

Forgone-Travis, Eve, whomever this creature is felt one feral instinct at this time.

Survive.

And to survive, by any cost, was to flee. To put every milligram of adrenaline into his still moving legs and take off into the safety of the barren cold with the trees and wildlife. Travis managed to turn around before he felt the ground leave his feet, his body moving towards the sky once again as Evolved-Y/n utilized some telekinetic power against him.

The difference now was this larger scale Evolved-Y/n was slower then his smaller form but his larger form clearly held more power. The biblical-sized Evolved-Y/n extended a hand, then lifted one of his spear like fingers towards at Forgone-Travis.

With his telekinetic power he slowly and sadistically impaled Forgone-Travis on his finger, the beast letting out a pained screech as any attempt to armor itself failed as contact with Evolved-Y/n's skin seemed to decay whatever made touched with it.

The screech began to lose all strength, gearing down to a ragged groan and wheeze, the cheeks sinking inwards as all vitality drained from its body till a white-moldy husk remained on the spear. Evolved-Y/n slowly lowered his finger and flicked the corpse off his finger, like flicking a dead bug off the dinner table as they all watched Forgone-Travis strike the earth like a fallen plane.

Bone shattering, sounding like glass in the distance as Y/n's crew watched this angelic bio-weapon descend down. The skin flaking off like ash in the wind, body decreasing in size once again and when the ash cleared a naked Y/n walked out in pristine snow white skin with any and all damage undone.

This included scars and damage before he was ever infected, died within the cadou and reborn again as something new. Something this world was not ready for in the slightest.

A naked Y/n marched bare foot through the sea of liquid mold towards the husk of Forgone-Travis, flakes of dead mold carried off by the wind. Y/n stoically approached the pain contorted face of the corpse, looking deep into the deep empty pools of black that acted like eyes to see a dwindling spark of life within.

Evie: *sob *sob*... I don't wanna die... *sob* please... I'm cold, it's dark *sob*... I'm scared *sob* *sob*

Her fear and sorrow were met with silent contempt, eyes soullessly watching as the spark dwindled. Her voice in his head growing further and further away until the spark faded into the abyss and the cries became non-existent.

Then the cracking was heard, bones near the hollow stomach twitched and were forced apart. a hand covered in ash reached out and a familiar face came crawling out coughing up molded ash from his lungs looking around like a deer in the headlights.

Travis: Where am I? Why am I- Oh it's you...

Travis stumbled to his feet looking at a naked Y/n who looked at him with an expressionless stare.

Travis: Well no matter how nude you are, I'll just rip your heart out again!

Travis through his hands up at Y/n like he was trying to cast a spell but nothing happened, he looked at his hands then threw them up again clenching his teeth in an extreme effort to kill Y/n who still just stared at him plainly.

Travis slowly realized his situation and lowered his hands, the two looking at each other in silence for a few moments.

Travis: You turned off all my powers... All of Evelyn's power... I have nothing anymore... How-

Y/N: Decay...

Y/n's first word in this entire final battle of the gods.

Y/N: Controlled decay... specifically targeted decay of viral cells, most of which made up the last of Evelyn's psyche...

Travis: That's just like you... creating some new tool or super power to fuck me over... Controlled decay...

Y/N: It's called adaptability, the ability to overcome-

Travis: Don't just... I don't wanna hear it alright? You win... Your a better man then I-

Y/N: I don't need to hear it from you to know that...

Travis watched as Y/n's eyes glazed over, white sclera becoming red and pupils a blood red just like a certain Albert Wesker. Travis' breath caught in his lungs as that feral urge shivered through his body but his legs felt weak either from fear or the loss of any parasitic power he once had.

Travis: Of course you don't... I-

Y/N: I don't think you realize the graveness of this situation... You didn't just lose Evelyn's power... you lost all of your infection... You're human again Travis... As human as I can undo you that is...

Travis sat stunned, mind slowly processing that shock and looking at his hands, wiping the ash away as if he would find the truth underneath the white dust.

Travis: Ha that's great right!? Now you can have all of this and I can leave, You have your kingdom and i'll go back to a normal life-

Y/N: Afraid not... that would be irresponsible on my part...

Travis: Y/n... What do you mean?...

Y/n then started to approached, Travis backing up against the husk. Finally cornered after all this time.

Y/N: You're a persistent, greedy, and desperate leech Travis... Willing to sacrifice anything and anyone in order to achieve what you want... Is it responsible of me, knowing this, and letting you walk away were you could do it all again... I spare your one life today and it could cost this world 1,000 more tomorrow... You can be live here alive Travis but I can promise you a decent burial...

Travis saw the intent in Y/n's blacked eyes, in a final act of desperation the meek humanoid called Travis attempted to punch Y/n but Y/n pushed Travis with a single open palm.

Much like his evolved god form this push was unrivaled, Travis flew back and bounced off the husk of his previous body landing face first in the molded sea. Y/n flipped Travis over on his back as Travis gagged coughing up a mouthful of rancid molded jelly.

Y/n took a knee over Travis, grabbing his collar and Travis gave him one last desperate look that screamed for mercy but that plea was met with a right fist to the face.

Travis' forehead split open spewing blood as Y/n punched him again and again, a wet thwack every time as Y/n watched as Travis' forehead began to cave inwards. His one rolling back into his head an the other still locked on Y/n as he delivered every punch with only a fraction of his full power.

Dragging out this torment for all the days Travis made him suffer, made him fight for his life, made him confront death and the horrors of his past. At this point Travis' jaw was now hanging by only a few sinew and his eye hanging out of the socket as he gurgles incoherently trying not to choke on his own blood and teeth.

Y/n made sure to make a mental image of Travis' final breathes, the two looking at each other for the last time.

With the moment burnt into his mind Y/n finished this, punching a hole through Travis' face, such force that the mangled bone and flesh that made up his face wasn't enough to stop Y/n's fist from connecting with the soil behind Travis' head.

Y/n slowly pulled his hand out of the sleeve he had made, letting Travis' corpse sink into the molded sea.

Y/n stood up and stoically walked away towards the edge of the battle field where he found his crew, they looked at him oddly given his lack of clothes and bloody hand. Yet he said nothing as he got to the edge and collapsed, his mind sinking into a deep slumber.

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- [ 5 Days later... ] -

The village was still, houses remained in ruin as Chris' wolf squad swept the area clearing out all that remained. What remained was an eerie omen at that, one of the target's the wolf squad had eliminated was seen as they removed the helmet from a corpse of a BSAA soldier.

Lobo: Report this Redfield, we have a third specimen... same as the other two dropped by the BSAA helicopter.

Wolf squad loaded the bioweapon into a body bag as they continued the sweep, unaware of Ada watching from behind corners.

Meanwhile in the Castle Daniela and Cassandra were tending to their mother who had been recovering from her spectacle made during the war.

Daniela: Is there anything else I can bring you mother?

Alcina: You're all so sweet my darlings, Daniela if you could bring me another cup of tea with a few drops of Sanguis Virginis.

Daniela: Of course mother, right away.

Daniela whisked herself away in a wind of flies as Alcina rested in her chair wrapped in a silk bathrobe watching the flames of her fireplace, clearly something was on her mind as Cassandra consoled her.

In another part of the Castle Sheva and Claire were looking over the last of the Terra savers information while Chris sleep in a bed behind them, his side all bandaged but not fully recovered.

Claire: After some clean up and quarantine, the soil in this region will be mold free and farm safe-

Sheva: Sometime like a few months? Because looking at this data we're talking possibly two years of environmental recovery as long as their are no other incidents...

Claire: But with Leon's white house connections and the assistance of Miranda-

Chris: You can't prepare yourself for all disasters Claire, I tried that and look how I turned out...

Claire: Your supposed to be resting.

Chris: You said stay in bed, I haven't left this bed all day...

Sheva: Rest includes mental rest, which means less talking.

Chris: How much less?

Claire: None! now sleep you big oaf...

Claire smiled and tucked the blanket over him, Chris was in now shape to deny his sister. Even if he was, he knew he'd lose regardless. His rest was important though gave him less time to search what lay beneath the castle at this time.

Those beneath included Donna and Miranda, looking over a large catacomb where the army of Lycan now slumber in the mist.

Miranda: How many do we have left?

Donna: Just over 200... This mist my plants have created will keep them in hibernation till he needs them...

Miranda: And the key?

Donna: It is safe, he told me only he and I can know the location for now...

Miranda: Understood... till his business is resolved do not let anyone know of these chambers or his plans, you've done well Donna...

Donna: Thank you Miranda, any word on his condition?

Miranda: He has fallen back asleep... these spurts of strength come and go at random but this Jill Valentine says he's improving everyday. In fact, I should go check now...

Miranda left Donna to tend to the slumbering Lycan hoard beneath the castle, as Miranda made her way back up to the castle interior little did she know Y/n was in fact awake and currently having a very important debate with some all thought had long since passed.

Y/N: I don't care where you go, just don't draw attention to yourself.

Karl: When you look this good? Don't tell me tell the ladies.

Y/n however didn't look as good, his body was still that snowy white complexion devoid of imperfections, his eyes a permanent Wesker-style black and red but Heisenberg lent him a pair of his glasses.

The two of them sat in the tea room overlooking the village, Y/n taking the occasional breath from an oxygen tank and mask as he conceals his nudity with a silk robe Alcina gave him.

Y/N: Karl... Old military mantra, I don't care what you do as long as you don't take any lives outta the world or bring any lives into it this weekend... You wanted to learn more about the world that's aged without you, now you can...

Karl: Yeah and i'm grateful but... why me?

Y/N: Huh?

Karl: You coulda killed me back at the factory but instead you molded me and instead locked me in a metal box... Why am I alive and-

Y/N: Because out of everyone I pitied you the most... Your the only one who bent a knee to Miranda because you had no choice... Always searching for freedom but never found your chance until I came along...

Karl:.... You know how it feels... that choking feeling, the one you can never quite out run...

Y/N: It was guilt for me, survivor's guilt... But now I see my survival has purpose and I wanted to give you the same chance with the advice I wish I had so fuckin' long ago so you don't waste the time you still have...

Karl: ... How much time do I have left?

Y/N: .......

Karl: ... well no point pouting about it, I always wanted to see this Tahiti place. Good luck with your Utopia or whatever!

Y/N: Utopia is a false ideology created by puppeteers seeking power through a mass of depressed yokels.

Karl: Yes Socrates O' mighty philosophical genius, fuckin' just take the compliment kid.

Y/N: Heh, God speed Karl... There'll always be a bed for you here...

Karl stood up and smiled, patted Y/n on the shoulder as he grabbed his suitcase and headed for the door where he met Miranda.

Miranda: Karl.

Karl: Queen Bitch.

Karl tipped his hat and walked passed her, Karl promised to use the secret cavern path in order to keep his existence a secret from the less diplomatic characters like Chris. Miranda just shook her head as Karl left for his own adventures, she then approached the window Y/n was looking through.

Miranda: How are you feeling Y/n?

Y/N: I'll be fine.

Miranda: You still require the mask?

Y/N: Occasionally. the supply of oxygen makes conversation easier.

Miranda: I see... About my daughter, do not feel any remorse for even I do not... What I saw that day was no longer my daughter, not anymore...

Y/N: Miranda...

Miranda: Maybe I should follow Heisen- Karl's example, maybe I to should undertake a pilgrimage...

Y/N: You can't yet...

Miranda: But why-

Miranda turned only to see what she thought was the sickly Y/n now towering over her, she was pinned between the window and a god in a man's form.

Y/N: I promised you a child after all~

[ LEMON START ]

Miranda looked up at Y/n clearly remembering that promise he made her once before, reminded her by the way he was grabbing her ass right now. Miranda felt her face grow hot as she looked into the reflection of his glasses, the way he saw her was one who didn't need to say it but had already submitted to him in every way.

She accepted his blessing and dropped her cloak.

(Had to change the photo because Wattpad got mad at me again...) 

Y/n spun Miranda around and pinned her up against the glass, she gasped feeling the cold against her exposed bust but she didn't reject his advance. He ran a hand along her hip feeling her shiver to his touch as his other hand circled around and grasped her breast, his fingers sinking into the warm pillowy embrace.

She started to breath heavily in anticipation as she watched his hand squeeze and fondle her body, she knew he was only warming her up but the touching and teasing wasn't enough for her. So she grabbed the edges of her thong and dropped it to her ankles pushing her ass up against his lap.

Miranda: There is no need to tease me, I am not a frail flower... I am a woman, a woman who will bear not just your child but all of what you give me so...

Miranda began rubbing her ass up and down on his crotch, feeling his member erect and fit itself comfortably between her cheeks.

Miranda: Don't be gentle...

Y/n smiled and grabbed her collar by the loop and pulled her off the window and threw her into a chair, before she could comprehend her position she watched him lift her one leg exposing her glistening hole and gagged with her own thong.

Y/N: As much as I'd love to hear yo scream my name, we have guests who don't need to be disturbed right now.

Miranda clenched her teeth through the leather of her underwear and braced herself against the chair looking at his stiff, standing cock. He made her watch as he held her leg beside her head and used his other hand to line the tip with her hole, he gingerly rubbed it against her clit making her groan and tremble.

Y/N: I did promise you a child... but don't think I forgot the hell you put me through to get here... I think it's finally time. for. some. Payback!

He clenched his teeth and shoved it in a single thrust, no time to adjust just pure womb crushing violence against her body as she dug her nails into the chair. He let out a long preserved rush of grievances in every thrust, the chair struggled to support both of them as Y/n held her leg and collar as he abused her pussy.

Miranda could only watch as her stomach bulged with every thrust feeling him deep in her guts, she couldn't take her eyes off of his engorged muscle until the chair finally broke and the two fell to the floor; however, the feral fucking didn't cease.

He pulled Miranda off the floor by her collar and spun him in his shaft, making her walk forwards all the while he kept thrusting forcing her onto her tiptoes till she could brace against the wall. His thrusting was relentless as he watched her rear clap against his lap, her grunts barely suppressed by the thing in her teeth.

He grabbed Miranda's arms pinning them behind her back as her face hit the wall, he amped up the intensity and rearranged her guts in full force, watching as the portraits on the wall shifted with every thrust and the tears of joy ran down Miranda's cheeks.

She accepted her position, in fact she adored it. This was the most alive she had felt in awhile. Brutalized by this beast, a champion who dominated her and was now breeding her for motherhood all over again. She braced against the wall receiving every thrust with rapturous pleasure and could only push back into his lap

The pounding she received was becoming more vicious by the second as he held her against the wall, her feet no longer touching the ground as she was no completely impaled on his shaft. He turned her over and slammed her down on the table, looking up at him as he held her by the ankles and kept the passion flowing much like the warm, wet love juices flowing out of Miranda as she was barely able to contain herself.

The table barely held any better then the chair as it creaked and cracked under them, Miranda's juices dripping down the table legs and soaking the floor as Y/n watched her bosom bounce and her legs shiver in his grip but again he only saw a concubine in her.

He pulled her legs back making her tense up as her stomach bulged, a flood of heat was felt around her waist she watched as his hips bucked, pulling out he shot the last few drops on her thighs and the table.

He stepped back and watched as Miranda's first act afterwards was to lick the drops of semen off the table, she used her finger to clean off her thighs and licked it off her hand. The look in her eyes spelt it out, mindless sex-drunk concubine.

Y/n pulled Miranda off the table by her collar and down to her knees, she looked at his cock and instinctively opened her mouth, tongue out as he happily invited his member in. He slipped it down her throat making her choke as more tears rolled down her cheeks but she made him comfortable in her mouth.

Almost instantly she started to suck on his length, expanding her throat to fit him deeper down as she licked every inch of his shaft. She popped him out of her mouth and pressed her tits around it and started rubbing as she sucked on the tip desperately. She massaged her meat with those juicy, fat breasts while her tongue circled his tip.

Y/n laughed as he let her pleasure him, she took his meat into her mouth pressing her tits together around his size and vigorously sucked him off. This enthusiasm was rewarded as Y/n held her head in place and filled her mouth full of his seed, she moaned as she swirled her tongue around indulging in his taste before swallowing.

[ LEMON END ]

There special alone time was interrupted by the sound of helicopters.

Y/n walked to the window as Miranda tried to stand but found her legs were still numb still she could see the shadows in the sky as three US choppers swooped over the castle and looked to be landing in the graveyard.

Miranda: But... why... how did they... This place has no map...

Y/N: It's for the best they show up, no doubt Chris would have passed on everything that happened here to someone else at the BSAA...

Miranda: Did you-

Y/N: Yes... I invited them... But nothing about what comes next is gonna be about peace...

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