Chrysalis

Chapter 1243

“Wuff, wuff, wuff.”

I don’t know why, but these new pets the shapers have designed seem to have such a positive outlook on life. There’s a gleam of simple joy in their eyes as they wibble and wobble about the place, soaking up vile goop and emitting their mist.

After evolving, they’re a bit bigger, but not by as much as I expected. It makes sense on reflection, what would they need Might for? Or toughness? They have one job, and all their evolutionary energy can go into that.

“Why did you make these guys so cheerful?” I ask Bella as my comrades continue to go to war against the enraged fifth stratum beasts in the background.

“Do they… need your help?” she replies, looking nervously over my shoulder.

“I’m sure they’re fine.”

“There seems to be a lot of screaming….”

“That’s the slugs.”

I do check before I reply, of course I do, but I snatch my senses away as quickly as I can. Even still, I continue to hear Crinis raving in my mind.

[FILTH! YOU DARE CONTAMINATE THE MASTER’S AIR! I WILL RIP UNTIL YOU CAN BE RIPPED NO MORE!]

Shudder.

“Well… we didn’t, really. I don’t think we spent any time shaping their personalities at all. Perhaps it’s come about as a result of their function?”

“What, as cleaners?”

She shrugs helplessly with her antennae.

know, Eldest, I legitimately can’t explain it. For whatever

of foul, noxious slime they can find and soaking

gone

liked. Invidia hisses with satisfaction as rock and debris trickles down from overhead, so I

evolved just enough to perform their duty when Solant… and you… took them out. Originally, we’d wanted them to have at least reached

the mist more potent as

as the invidious mana of the fifth, the mist is… difficult to describe. Wherever it touches the poisonous gas, the two just seem to… cancel each

they can produce per unit of slime consumed. If they aren’t ahead of that curve, then they need to absorb more

of

another evolution before they are just ahead of breaking

Huh…

pets, which is fabulous! I can’t wait to see what their Levels are like once this rampage

punches and the shrieks of

me for a minute, I’m just going to make sure

course. N-not at all,

to let me, remaining behind with the small team of shapers they’ve brought with them, the actual ‘masters’, or ‘mistresses’, I guess, of

remaining patches of ooze to find that things are as busy as I thought they were. In fact, I’ve never seen anything quite

the tide against a tsunami of sludge, slime, frogs and slugs. The

didn’t you tell me

Tiny roars,

ssssshall

[DIEEEEEEEE!] Crinis screams.

greedy. That’s

out, and I’ll do my best to make sure that

fight, a forest of

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