"This feels somewhat like the power of 'Wisdom', just with the exact opposite effect," Aiden nodded.
A certain power of "Wisdom" allowed one to usurp and inherit another's knowledge and memories—he really understood this better than anyone, as he had experienced it himself.
But the power of "Reproduction" was precisely the opposite, passing on everything to one's offspring—sounding quite selfless when put that way.
The sensation was akin to a beehive, where the queen bee could dominate the worker bees with pheromones. Once the queen died, the workers would pick a new larva to nurture into the next queen. And in some bumblebee species, a worker could even turn into a reproductive queen bee after the original queen's death.
However, Melissa shook her head, "No, in terms of the objective outcome... to some extent, they are actually the same."
"Why do you say that?" Aiden was somewhat surprised.
