Chapter 5: Prologue 5: Western Whore
Reborn as a God and a Devil King
"Western whore! How dare you show yourself to me?!"
In a lively tavern, a handsome man can be seen beating a woman who has golden hair, most spectators and passers-by were mocking, laughing or simply ignoring the situation.
"J-young nobleman, by f-please stop i-this." The woman cried, begging the young man to stop.
The man who was beating his wife started laughing as he kept hitting her, no matter that the woman was already vomiting blood.
"C.. Chu Feng, p-please." The woman said how she wrapped herself in a ball to protect herself.
"You dare say my name with your filthy mouth, Western whore?!" the man shouted angrily while he kicked the girl, this time harder.
His kick threw the woman almost 5 feet away until a table stopped her flight. The hot soup that was sitting at the table poured into her golden hair and soft white skin.
"Gaaaa!" the woman screamed over her lungs, a huge amount of blood coming out of her mouth. Suddenly, she felt a strong "thud" in her stomach that made her body feel warm and comfortable.
Thinking that she regained her strength after the strange "thud", she summed up the courage to speak again.
"Chu Feng, w-why?! I thought you said you love me?! We ... just the other night.. We-", before the woman could finish her sentence, the man named Li Zhao interrupted her.
"Nonsense! I don't even know you!" Chu Feng mocked and laughed. " Are you probably after my money? Aren't you?"
Hearing this, the people in the tavern looked at the woman with disdain. They all knew that Chu Feng was a teacher at the Taizhou academy and was one of their most appreciated growers, having reached a soul level of 300 , placing him in the third stage of the Soul Spire Kingdom in terms of Eastern standards.
He was not the kind of man to settle down with a mortal woman, much less a Western mortal.
"Tch, despicable woman... how dare he use the kindness of our teacher Feng", one of the women mockingly said this, not caring if everyone heard her. Soon, everyone was slandering the woman as if she wasn't the victim in this situation.
The woman who was still lying on the floor couldn't help but grit her teeth. Her friends told her that she should not mingle with growers, as most of them treat mortals like dirt stains.
"That's enough, guards! Get this dirty bitch out of here!" Chu Feng raised his arms and called the guards who have observed the situation until a while ago, not daring to intervene.
"W-what? No, please! Young nobleman!" the woman begged Chu Feng once again.
The guards immediately grabbed the woman and covered her mouth.
People in the tavern couldn't help but laugh at the woman struggling.
"It's well done." People who watch the scene once again gossip. The kingdom of Taizhou doesn't like Westerners, and they're not afraid to show it.
As the guards were about to escort the woman out of the tavern, Chu Feng called the leader of the guards and gave him a silver bag.
"... kill her." whispered Chu Feng to the guard's ears. The guard was about to refuse before Chu Feng once again handed him a silver bag, he hesitated for a second, but then took the bag and nodded.
Even if the guard wanted to refuse, he was afraid to incite the anger of this young nobleman, he knew that growers are quick to kill people they don't like.
"Men! I'll take it from here." So the guard leader commanded his subordinates.
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After leaving the tavern, the guard took the woman to a dark alley near the city slums. The woman, still gagged, fought with all her might.
"Sshh ... Be still, woman!" the guard heavily slapped the woman, causing her to fall.
"Shit, what do I do? If I don't kill her ... I'm sure he'll come after me." The man was lost in thought, not realizing he was speaking aloud.
Hearing this, the woman began to panic and tried to flee.
"Y-you! Don't!" without a second thought. The guard grabbed the sword that was hanging from his waist and swung it on the woman's back.
The woman fell, writhing and crying on the floor, wanting to scream, but the pain of her back prevents her from doing so.
"F-f*ck, this is your fault! Y-you shouldn't have tried to run away! That's right ... this is your fault ... hehe... hehehehehehe!" The man gave an ugly expression how he laughed.
"Just go die in this corner, you shouldn't have tried to fool Professor Feng, Western bitch!" The guard clucked when he left his wife alone in the dark alley.
Cold and alone, the woman could not stop crying. Maybe the guard was right, she knew better than to trust the growers. In her mind, if she ever survives in this situation, she won't make the same mistake of falling in love with a grower again. But unfortunately, the gods did not listen to his desire as the cold wind bowed through his body, taking along his last breath with him.
A few moments later, his body suddenly dislocated slightly while something seemed to have moved in his stomach. A very small sound can be heard.
[Unexpected error : The player's father is dying]
[Ejecting Father Player... Successful]
The blood flowed suddenly between the woman's legs, clearly different from the blood coming from the woman's back because of the sword wound.
This blood looked like it was alive when it started squirming at the scene.
[Processing sequence 03 : Simulate growth]
The pool of blood crept slowly into a ball before it took the form of something organic. Head, body and limbs can suddenly be seen forming from the pool of blood. The thing grew until it somewhat resembled a human baby.
Suddenly a sound can be heard.
[Warning : External factor "Excess Soul 02" trying to replace the sex of the player]
[Warning : External factor "Excess Soul 02" trying to replace the sex of the player]
"..."
[Player's sex is now equal to Male ... developing reproductive organs accordingly]
[Output : Excess Soul 03 expresses anger]
[Simulation of continuous growth]
[263 days ... Full Growth Simulation]
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Where once there was a pool of blood, a human baby would take its place. The human baby was very small, at least smaller than average, he also has thin strands of silver hair on his head.
One by one, the baby's limbs started to move, his mouth moving like he was chewing on something. The baby moved like this for a few seconds before finally opening his eyes. Shaking his head as if he were trying to find something, he stopped when his vision settled on the woman who was lying in her own blood. Seeing his mother, the baby opened its mouth.
'L.... lo... '
"L ... love," the baby suddenly said, if others could see this scene they would surely flee.
For some reason, the baby seemed to have associated the word "love" with a very warm feeling. Perhaps he "heard" his mother while he was still in his mother's womb.
The baby tried to stand up before falling on his ass, realizing he couldn't do it. He started crawling towards his mother.
With great struggle, he finally reached his mother. He looked at her face for a while as if to examine her, after a while, tears suddenly fall from her face as he embraced her.
"... love", the baby spoke as tears still fell from his face, after some time he opened his mouth and yawned. Feeling sleepy, the baby decided to close his eyes.
However, before he could do it, he heard a loud voice.
"Yo, guys! Look at this!" a man wearing worn clothes called his friends over.
With the way they're dressed, they look like low-level thugs who belong to the favelas.
"Yo, what the f*ck, a dead Westerner"
"Hehe, it doesn't matter ... look at her, she looks good ... hehe." One of the men wiped his mouth when he started drooling. The other two men smiled and agreed with their friend.
Slowly, they began to advance and make their way to the dead woman.
"Yo yo yo yo, what the f*ck, there's a baby here," one of the men was scared when he realized there was a baby hugging the woman.
"Is it her baby? Yooo, f*ck. What kind of f*cked Mother f*cker kills a mother with a newborn baby?!" commented one of the bandits.
Hearing this, the other two bandits looked at their unbelieving friends before they began to laugh.
"Kakakakaka, maybe you should try looking in the mirror. Anyway, let's throw this baby away." The man was drooling as he grabbed the baby.
But to his surprise, he couldn't get the baby out of the mother. He struggled and decided to use both hands before he could throw the baby out. The baby flew up and hit the wall hard and cold.
"Kekeke, now then ... let the party begin!" when the men were about to drop their inks, they suddenly heard a small, shrill voice.
"Y ... young nobleman ... p-p.. Please ... st-stop!"
When they heard this, a sudden chill went through their spine. Everyone looks in the direction from where the sound came from, to their surprise, the baby that was thrown earlier is now standing.
"Y ... young nobleman ... p-please stooop!" The baby was looking at them with cold eyes.
Seeing a baby, not even a year old, standing and talking, the men opened their mouths in disbelief. At first, the men were confused as to what they were seeing, but suddenly enormous pressure descended upon them.
"Y ... yo ... guys? Are you seeing this?"
"O-hi ... W... what f*ck is tha-"
Before one of the men could finish what he was going to say, his entire body exploded and turned into a mist of blood.
"Stooop," the baby once again spoke.
"R... Ruuuuun!"
The two remaining men immediately began to flee without even caring and wondering what happened to their friend. The baby looked at them for a while with a curious face when they fled. The baby quickly lost interest and changed his eyes to his mother.
He walked slowly towards his mother and once again embraced her.
The baby opened his mouth, but soon closed it again, apparently trying to find the right words to say.
After a few seconds, tears suddenly fall from his face again.
"M.... mother?" the baby spoke as he hugged his mother tightly.
Soon after, he began to cry as loud as babies could cry.
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An old lady was walking the streets of the slums, holding a basket full of leftovers on the bread. She hummed as she walked and seemed in a very good mood.
"Um hm hm, I have a lot of leftovers from the store. This old man shouldn't have any more complaints." The old woman was talking to herself as she walked.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" suddenly she hears a loud cry.
Like instinct, she dropped the bread and started running toward the sound. When she reached a dark alley, she could not help but reveal an ugly expression.
"Ack, isn't that the smell of blood?" It didn't take long for the question to be answered. In front of her, a mother and a baby were in the middle of a river of blood.
Seeing this, the lady quickly ran towards the two and began to check their condition.
"It is not good. The mother is dead. What kind of pagans will do it?!" The old woman showed an expression of anger before calming down when she turned to look at the baby.
"Aw, hello there little ... Did you cry earlier? Here, come ... come to grandma!" The old lady slowly and gently reached out and tried to grab hold of it, but suddenly the baby looked at her, seemingly full of intent to kill.
The old grandmother quickly retracted her hand and the sweat quickly fell off her face.
'W.. What?! '
"By expelling this kind of pressure ... which...", your surprise did not last while suddenly revealed a sad expression.
Tears suddenly fall from the old lady's face as she once again reached out her hand.
"It's okay, I won't hurt you ... come to Grandma"
Hearing this, the baby looked at his grandmother with a curious expression. Then he looked at his mother ... and went back to his grandmother again.
"It's all right, this grandma will take care of you!" said the old lady while still reaching her hands for the baby.
After a while, the baby released his mother and flew towards the arms of the old woman.
Seeing this, the old lady was alarmed at first, but was calm, afraid that she would scare the baby into her arms.
"T... t...that's right, this grandma will take care of you!!" the old lady continued to calm the baby in her arms while she was sweating buckets.
'I. I guess babies fly these days? 'with this thought, she left the dark alley and decided to report the body to the city guards before finally deciding to go home.
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In a small house slightly out of town..
"Darling! I'm home!" a lady cheerfully cheered to enter the house while carrying a baby. Suddenly, a loud sound can be heard. An old man can be seen running towards the old woman.
"Finally, woman! What took you so long?! You better have brought some fo-", but before he could finish his sentence, he looked at the tiny thing in his wife's arms.
"... What is it? W-where is our bread?" asked the hesitant old man, apparently afraid of the answer.
The old woman stared at her husband for a while before finally revealing a strange smile.
"I ... I forgot!" replied the old woman, laughing a little.
"HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN!"
"Ssshhh, don't shout. You'll wake the baby!"
"And why are you holding a baby?"
"Eeh, did I get it?" The old woman looked at her husband with a slight smile.
"What do you mean by that?!" the old man kept screaming until the saliva came out of his mouth.
"Like I said, I took it and decided we're going to take care of it." The old woman was full of resolve, not wanting to be moved.
"What do you mean by us?! Tch! Anyway, send it to the guards!" But before he could reach the door,
"Anyway ... do you already have a name for it?" said the old man in a low voice.
"Eeeeeeh? I thought we were going to hand him over to the guards?" the old woman mocked.
"And ... do what you will!" the old man slammed the door as he left, full of rage.
The old woman laughed before pointing her attention to the baby in her arms.
"Don't mind grandpa, that man ate a bagpipe when we were still in the army. He's right, though, you need a name ... Hmmm, "the woman tilted her head and looked at the baby in front of her.
"Hmm, since your mother was Western ... how about..." The woman was still lost in thought until he saw the silver strands of hair growing on the baby's head.
"How about Zane? You like that? It means "Beautiful and Graceful", "Full of Beauty and Grace" and "Gracious Gift to God".
Hearing this, the baby smiled and laughed.
"Oh, you like that ... don't you, little one?" Grandma made baby noises while playing with baby Zane.
Suddenly, the baby's mouth opened.
"... Zane"
"..."
'S.. Surely, babies can speak very young nowadays? ', the old lady was Dazed. Her edging of common sense to the point of no return.
You shook your head and tried to remember.
However, when she was about to regain her composure-
"O-Oy, w-what the f*ck", the baby spoke again, imitating the bandits earlier.
"..."
And so, five years passed.