Honkai: Man(Sludge) From Future

Chapter 197: Miyuki Shirogane: I Thought It Was the End, But It Was Only the Beginning



Miyuki Shirogane had initially come for the money. He hadn't expected this. This unsettling reality, this sudden surge in biotechnology.

Six months! Even reverse-engineering alien tech should take a decade. It took years to integrate Third Reich technology. Why?! Why the hell?! Miyuki cursed internally, baffled by the research into customizable sexual characteristics.

A giant, fleshy organ, a person lying inside… it was all so bizarre. He couldn't comprehend how they'd even developed this technology. Cameras and reporters were present, ready to document the transformations.

Is this something to celebrate? Societal chaos, gender conflict, forced transitions… is this supposed to be joyful? Miyuki was bewildered, but the researchers were ecstatic, scrambling for a spot in the experiment. He wondered what they planned to do after growing… new appendages.

The device even had customizable… cup size settings. Miyuki was speechless. This would decimate the cosmetic surgery industry, bankrupting countless businesses.

He reviewed the files of the volunteer researchers. Many were single, even only children. They're insane.

Miyuki watched from afar as Tesla, beaming like a child returning from an amusement park, directed the experiment. Everyone knew Tesla, the first human to wield Honkai power, the "Law-Defying" Herrscher, capable of manipulating human genes and creating unimaginable biotech. And now, she was offering her creations to the research staff.

"I've already tested it on death row inmates from North America! It's perfectly safe! Now, prepare to be amazed!" Tesla's announcement thrilled the crowd, except for the students, who found the whole affair disturbing.

There were also researchers less enthusiastic about transitioning but eager for the potential benefits – publications, advancements in genetic science, career advancement.

Miyuki couldn't believe he'd joined this research facility. When will this madness end?

A sudden realization struck him. Everything was a lie. Future marriages would be a farce, partners with unknown transition histories, countless potential offspring, no common ground for love.

In that instant, Miyuki felt something within him break. An ethical framework shattered. He wondered if he should confess to a woman now, before it was too late, while real women still existed. A final act of remembrance for a dying ethical world.

"Easy there, young man. You're sweating…"

First Herrscher Yang clapped Miyuki on the shoulder. He'd experienced the same reaction, a surge of conservative panic and a near-Herrscher transformation. But he'd overcome it. As a Herrscher of love, he couldn't defy human will.

"Professor Yang?! I'm sorry, I just… I wasn't expecting this. Here are the files of the volunteers. Is this experiment… safe?" Miyuki gestured to a naked man entering the embryonic sac. He wondered how long the transformation took, if anyone was concerned about rejection.

Yang was equally troubled. His presence as an observer signified his ethical conservatism. He couldn't support this. But since Tesla had successfully tested it on death row inmates, everyone believed it was 100% safe. He couldn't stop them. Tesla had shown the radicals what true radicalism looked like.

Oblivious to any ethical concerns, she believed she was liberating humanity from outdated gender norms and sexual repression. But it was all too much, a spectacle for a select few, especially those disillusioned with marriage, those who resented the division of genders.

The man in the sac was a white bodybuilder, his life savings taken by his ex-wife. He was eager to experience the rumored advantages of being female.

The process was lengthy. Some went outside for a smoke, others anxiously watched the fleshy organ, waiting for the subject to emerge.

The tension weighed heavily on Miyuki. He couldn't even focus on his phone, mindlessly fiddling with the sweat-stained files. The soiled white paper seemed to reflect his distress, the dampness forming dark, abstract shapes.

"It's opening!"

"He's coming out!"

"Quick, gather around!"

The room erupted in excitement. Miyuki stood abruptly, nervously watching the unfolding scene. The crowd pressed forward, forcing him to stand on a chair.

A small girl with golden twintails emerged from the sac, stumbling slightly as she adjusted to her new body. Like the man before, she slapped her chest.

In a high-pitched voice, she exclaimed, "I did it! I'm a little girl! Hahahaha!" Her cute face radiated pure joy, a triumphant grin. The crowd, seemingly oblivious to her nakedness, hoisted her into the air, celebrating the transformation with cheers.

In that moment, Miyuki felt the last vestiges of his shame, ethics, and morality crumble.

He joined the cheering, unsure whether he was venting his sorrow or succumbing to the madness of this new era.


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