Every mother in the world agreed that giving birth was as painful of a process as they got. Which is why Eve spent an entire month researching how to make her nanites dull the pain when necessary without taking it out entirely—a complete lack of a sense of pain was a problem of its own. Now, after hours of what felt like an elaborate torture even with this upgrade, Eve wondered how other mothers ever did it.
But then, one look at the tiny, scrunched, bloody infant that just left her stomach was an answer enough. For this. Everything for this. She clenched at Victor's hand, feeling her eyes tear up. "My baby…" she whispered.
"Congratulations! You have successfully delivered a baby, Mistress Eve. My visual and audio sensors confirm her to be of an above average health for a newborn," Beistand said.
