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It is done.

I look at the moon, a drop of white paint layered on a plane of shriveling darkness, cold night singing about the wake of winter. It doesn't matter, not to an immortal. It's just another season of many that went and that'll come…

But, oh, this one is special.

Inside my personal laboratory, under the most paranoid security measures I could muster, lie two metallic containers under magical vitrification. They weigh about 2 kilos each and have dimensions of 40x20x23 centimeters. The outer casing is made out of lunarian steel and glass, as are the smaller containers inside of them. Twelve thousand magical locks and spells layer on top of them and the safe in which they are stored.

They hold my most precious creations: three unfertilized eggs in one container and 20 spare eggs in the other.

Those three unfertilized eggs… Each one was meticulously made and concocted by me using thousands of years of experience, magic, and sheer willpower. Reviewed and manipulated down to atoms, organized to produce exactly what I want to produce: perfection. One will go to Yukari, which will be coming tomorrow for the artificial insemination—the child will have her golden hair and purple eyes, will be 5'10 at age 18. Sadly, male or female will be determined by Anon's sperm, but I will only allow that. I will make sure to destroy the rest of the sperm's genetic information during the insemination process to stop the tainting of the perfect child's genetics with any possible unwanted rubbish—, the other, to Reisen—female, purple-white hair, blue eyes, 4'11 at age 18, 12 inch long rabbit ears—as an observed and controlled long-term test, much more through than anything with Yukari. Then, the third… My child.

He'll have my white hair, white skin, and blue eyes, 6'11 at age 18. His name will be Zeus; maybe Uranus… Or Neptune.

All those three will have a tiny speckle beneath their right eyes…

… And they will all be perfect.

Reviewed a thousand times, not a single mistake was found in their genetic composition. Hundreds of hours spent on each individual one to make sure there's no chance of developing any kind of illness, hardy against in-womb crippling or the sort. Perfect children, powerful and smart from their first breath… Whatever they'll do with their blessing is beyond me at the moment, but I'll make sure to rectify that as they grow older: Will they decide to destroy this world? Build a better one through words and inventions? Violence? Travel through space and colonize other worlds?

… Still, this very anxiety the uncertainty brings is what led me to create a genetic brain switch. If they don't want to listen to their creator, I can turn off their brains and have direct access to their mental faculties upon making them hear a certain string of words. Of course, it's all for their own wellbeing: What if they choose a destructive lifestyle that may compromise their perfection? Develop too unsavory interests, for example? Try self-harm? Acquire mental illnesses? Dab in body- and mind-altering drugs, utterly defiling MY perfect creation?!

I cannot have that.

I need certainties that their lives will be well-lived! They’ll understand. It’s the will of their true mother, after all.

Closing my eyes, I delight in silent plenitude.

… Hundreds of hours spent, perfection arduously achieved…

And I still want more.

All those 20 eggs. I want to make each a perfect being…

Yet, I know that even after that, I'll still thirst for more. More combinations, more research, more genetic traits and aggregations. So, so much more…

But I'll wait.

Because there's only one regret I have with this whole ordeal: there is some genetic information simply out of my reach at the moment. I don't have a high vampire's genes, nor Sagume's, Miko's, and a list of others I'd like to have even a tiny speck of blood of. The information in their genetic encoding is simply too outlandish to pass on, and with the ability to remove drawbacks and enhance the already strong strengths of the gene…

It'd add nothing to an already perfect being, but it'd quench my thirst.

… Ah~

Those three will be only the first: three siblings, my creations that will shape everything as they see fit, and I'll be their only true mother.

I laugh, looking up…

I point at the waning moon, fading away on the horizon. "I conquered that…" I touch my belly, gently moving my finger to where the Sun is slowly rising, bathing the white world of snow in reds and golds, and whisper: "… You three will conquer that…" Then, with a thrilled smile, I open my arms, holding the entire sky. A cute, small, and simple laugh escapes me. "… And then we will aim higher. Much higher~" I hum in deep satisfaction.