(Part 1: the unkown) begins now!

(3° person perspective)

*BOOOOOOOM*

The space station was engulfed in a deafening explosion, obliterating two-thirds of its upper structure in a fraction of a second. This catastrophic event would forever be etched in history as a monumental human tragedy, with hundreds of lives lost and billions of dollars' worth of property destroyed. The ramifications went beyond the immediate devastation, profoundly altering the public perception of TranStar, the corporation responsible for Talos 1, as well as reshaping the trajectory of humanity itself.

But, amidst the aftermath, TranStar seized the opportunity to divert attention from the true cause of the space station's destruction. They exploited the chaos and outrage to conceal any evidence of alien life and the clandestine experiments conducted aboard, instead attributing the calamity to human error. This calculated maneuver not only shielded TranStar from accountability but also masked their dangerous forays into extraterrestrial research.

However, unbeknownst to TranStar and the rest of humanity, one of the experiments conducted on the space station had yielded unexpected results prior to the catastrophic explosion. This clandestine experiment had achieved an unforeseen success, setting in motion a chain of events that would have far-reaching consequences across multiple dimensions.

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Somewhere within an endless, vivid void, a peculiar cocoon-like object descended at an irregular and unpredictable speed. This enigmatic cocoon traversed the boundaries between realities and time itself, embarking on a chaotic journey from one dimension to another. However, what unfolded inside the cocoon was even more bewildering.

Within its confines, a breathtaking phenomenon took place—a swirling vortex of dark purple, blue, and white energies revolved around a figure. This figure was none other than Naila. The energies merged and intermingled, defying the resistance of the dark energy. Gradually, they fused with Naila, permeating every aspect of her being. The transformative process began with her legs, reconstructing the lost limb and altering the other. It then extended to her torso, arms, neck, and ultimately, her head. Even after the physical changes were complete, the immense tornado of energies persisted, seeping into the depths of her inner self, reshaping the human flesh into an entirely new and unfamiliar substance.

As the body underwent a complete metamorphosis, the energies delved into another realm—the soul. The tornado of energies surged with intensity, swiftly filling and entirely remaking Naila's soul. It continued to alter the soul's composition until it encountered a diamond-like object within it. The diamond reacted restlessly to the influx of chaotic energies, engaging in a tumultuous battle with the flood of power. Yet, as time elapsed, the diamond could no longer sustain the monstrous amount of chaotic energy and succumbed to it, disintegrating and becoming a part of the chaotic energies.

With the continuous influx of chaotic energies and the additional power derived from the diamond, the process of transforming the soul was finally completed, and the soul itself was further enhanced. The remnants of the energy gradually subsided, entering a dormant state. However, just as the cocoon began to settle upon entering a new dimension, a small, magical entity infiltrated the "host" and rooted itself within Naila's soul.

[Otherworldly hero detected. Initiating program: {Helping System}. Please wait a few seconds.]

The entity communicated directly with Naila's soul, unknowingly reawakening the reactive chaotic energy within her. In a bestial response, the energy surged forth, engulfing the intruder in a consuming display of raw power.

[WARNING] [̷̙̔W̴͍̓Ạ̸̛R̸̩̂N̸͎̑I̵̞͒N̴̰̿G̵̪̓]̴̡͐ ̶̭́[̷̙͗ ̸̞͌C̶͓̀a̸̛̯n̴͔̆'̵̺̋t̷͎̐ ̶̡͋c̸̝̋ō̸̝m̷̞͗p̷̬̿l̸̥̐e̶̯̒t̷̼͘ȇ̶̟ ̸̻̄a̸̛͚ ̸̈ͅp̸͕͆r̸̜͗į̵̄m̸͙̓a̷̹̔ṛ̵̂y̴̼͆ ̷̨̿p̷̭̔r̸͔̀o̶͓̾g̸̫͛a̵͖͗m̸͓͘ ̸̫̄ḅ̵̊ĕ̷̺c̸̫̾a̷̜͌ú̴͕s̶̢͒ȇ̷͔ ̷̝̀o̶̥̽f̵̮̔ ̴̞̃ä̸̡́ ̶̟͌Ǝ̸͇͉̉̄̇͜Я̶̬̦̰̆̓̕Я̶̝̙̞͂̓͌Ơ̶̲̰̟̍͆Я̸̝̥̠̓̋̒,̶͖̙̜̍͛̒ ̴̰̞̜̱́p̵̛͎̮̰̩̅͘l̸̥̽͐͊͋͝e̵̜͕̙͍̓̀͑̊a̸̖̼̓͛̕s̷͈̺̟̬͘̕͝ȇ̶̖͖̣̪̜̓̍ ̷̟͉͓͚͇͋̽̈́͋w̶̖͕̰͓̽͌̉͠a̶̛͇̼̒́̒̕it ̴̣̹̖̱̔͑̽ͅf̸̹̆o̵̙̫̊̂̈̍͝r̶̘͌ ̵̡̻̮̘̓̽̅a̴̞͓̿̑̐̾͝ ̵̧̲̏͛r̴̛͖̫͌͗̃ͅê̷͔̖͗̀à̷̲͖̟̌̅͜c̶̖̳̓̈́̿̔ẗ̴̘͔̮́̈͛̓i̷̙̾̄v̵̛̖̗̻͈a̸͉̲̩͍̓͌̉͆̕͜t̷̢͈͖̜͑i̶̡̮̩̯̼͝ò̷̬͆̕n̶̳͑̉́]

[̶͖͒̄̓̀́̈̐̆͑̽̂͘͝R̵̜̜͚̣̻̠͍̜̳̤͇̲͗͋͜ĕ̵̛̲͎̠̣̃̈́̈̾͌̀̏͘͠a̴̞̫͕͐́̓̂͂͆̐͗̒̅͝ͅc̸̛̻̪̯͚̦̥̭̪͚̪̑̋̈́̈̀̽t̶̛̝̬̓̎̋̚͠ị̴̞͇̥̔̐̇v̵̙̗̈́͐̾͐͌̆͒a̴̡̪̹̖͕̲̙͕̦̝̅͒̆̀̂̈́̓͋́̎͐͘͜͝ẗ̶̢̝̼͎͔̥̖̰͈̓̌̓̈́̐͑ͅi̵͓͓̭̹͗̍́͆̉̕n̷̡͍̫͚͙̜̐̇̏g̶̨̼̪̮͉͔͚͚̰̿̈͆͐ͅ]̸̝̜̠̯̯̩̠̯͕͚̱̓͌͜͝

[̶͖͒̄̓̀́̈̐̆͑̽̂͘͝R̵̜̜͚̣̻̠͍̜̳̤͇̲͗͋͜ĕ̵̛̲͎̠̣̃̈́̈̾͌̀̏͘͠a̴̞̫͕͐́̓̂͂͆̐͗̒̅͝ͅc̸̛̻̪̯͚̦̥̭̪͚̪̑̋̈́̈̀̽t̶̛̝̬̓̎̋̚͠ị̴̞͇̥̔̐̇v̵̙̗̈́͐̾͐͌̆͒a̴̡̪̹̖͕̲̙͕̦̝̅͒̆̀̂̈́̓͋́̎͐͘͜͝ẗ̶̢̝̼͎͔̥̖̰͈̓̌̓̈́̐͑ͅi̵͓͓̭̹͗̍́͆̉̕n̷̡͍̫͚͙̜̐̇̏g̶̨̼̪̮͉͔͚͚̰̿̈͆͐ͅ]̸̝̜̠̯̯̩̠̯͕͚̱̓͌͜͝

[̴R̸e̴a̸c̶t̴i̷v̵a̷t̴t̸i̴o̶n̸ ̷ɔ̴̻̘̜̌̈́͊ɒ̴̹̹͗̇͜͠ǹ̵̡͖̹̑̽'̶̡̝̘̈́̈́̚Ɉ̷̭̺̭̀̍͝ ̷̗̭͌͂͜͝ḍ̸͍̻̾͂͋ɘ̷͓̪̩̇̾̄ ̸̖̟̱̿͛̋ɔ̸̨̣̜̂̂̄ö̸͙̯͔́̿͠m̶͍͓̈́̈́̕ͅq̶̦̭̲̎̍̉l̸͈̹̠̀̽̕ɘ̷̮͇̳́̒̈́Ɉ̵͔̞͙̈́͑͝ɘ̷̗̯̱̋̀͂b̶̨͚͔͒̒̄]̲͇̱̓̀̓

[ὺ̵̧̗͕̜̯̣͈̱̾̎̉̈́̊́̚υ̶̡̦̞̗̹̱͇̙͐̌͂̌̈́̎͆͘Ɉ̵̧̢̦̟̬͙̞͇̽̏̐́͗̑̕̕d̸̡̩̮̙̬̟̯͉̉͊́̃̈́͐̕͘ƨ̸̘̻̼̜̦̙̲̟̈̏̀̍̒̋̿͠ơ̷̺̬̮̹̹͎̟̟͌̎̽͆̐̿͗i̴̢̲̼̻̳͍̺͛́̽̆̒̽͝͠ͅɘ̸̬̤͚̬̭̭͈̊̋̅̄̾̀̂̕ͅυ̶͖̯̰̙̪̟̥͛̂̔͒̄̚͜͠͠v̴̨͙͓͍̠̳̭̀̌̓́̏͗̔͠ͅɈ̷̧̹̻͎̼̞͍̰̀̏̽̋̈́͐͂͠ơ̴̢̡̯͉̮͖̮̈̓̇͌̓͆̚ͅi̶̞̥̞͔͎͓͙̜͆̋̐̈̒̽̕͝ɘ̷̧̪͓̹̬̥̱̎͒̍̓̊̉͐͠ͅυ̵̞̙͙̦̥͍̬̙̅͗̔̃͒͐̽͝x̴̳͚͇͓̝̪̩̣̒͊̑̾̕̚̚͝ɿ̷̧̨̥̦̝̳̹̻̓̆͂̉̀̇̓͝ï̶̢͉͈̠͙̪̬̹͂̿͑́̕͠͠v̴̡̡̪̘͔͙͖̟̿̇̈́́͛̑͝͝ʜ̸̙̲̻͖̰͇͙̓̿̾͆̾̐̅͘ͅm̷̨̛̰͕̠̟̻̩̊̎͐̄̔̎͆͜ḅ̷̦̣̗̮͍̹͕̋̔̒͆̊̔͑̔ɘ̸̧̳̻͙̫̪̭̲͌͂̓̑͐̀̚͠υ̵̢̱͚̣̥̙̬̱͐̍̆̆̀̀̀͘ʜ̵̟̻͕̫̼̗̣͖̏͑̈́͋̃̊̉̕Ɉ̶̢̡̬͕͙̻̠̣̔͑͛̈́̅̾̇͐ʜ̴̢̧̳̘͚͕͚̩̓̾̑͐́͊̍̈́o̸̲̙̬͖̗̜͎̿̃̉̀̈̀̽̿ͅb̴̪̝͔̻̘̙͇̉̓̂͘͘̚̕͘ͅ]

As the chaotic energy consumed a portion of the intruder, a sudden shift occurred in its response. Instead of obliterating the entity entirely, the remnants of the intruder's essence sparked a transformation within the chaotic energy itself. Drawing upon the last vestiges of its remaining energy, the chaotic forces reshaped and reconfigured, adopting a form similar to that of the intruder.

[̸R̷e̸a̶c̷t̵i̶v̵a̸t̶i̴o̵n̶ ̷c̴o̸m̶p̵l̵e̸t̴e̶d̷]̷

[Program {{̸̢̂̂H̸͈̭͘e̶̩͙͊l̸̢̫̒͗p̷̻̿̕i̷̖̓n̵̟̋̒ǧ̶̹͔ ̸͓͌̓S̶̥̎y̵̻͒̎s̵̖̠̓͌t̷̰̰͝e̸͇̞͌m̴͍̬̒̓}̶̹͕̂̕ has been renamed to {Predator System} by {̶̻͍̀u̴̙̅̀ǹ̵̬͔̍k̴̺̻̈́̓ň̵͖ͅộ̶̥̂w̴̠̖̾̅ ̸̯͇̓è̸͎͎͂n̸̡̈̍t̴̡̝͒ì̶͕t̵͉͚̎y̷͉̔͒}̷̖̐͘]

[Welcome to Masuyo, dear host]

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(1st person, Naila's perspective)

As I slowly regained consciousness, my first thought was a sense of itchiness. I found myself lying on a cold and hard surface, but as I touched the ground, it felt like grass. It seemed impossible—how could I be feeling the sun's warmth? Did I die and end up in heaven? Worried, I quickly recollected the events before I passed out. I was inside the space station, so how did I end up here?

As I began to move, a wave of discomfort washed over my body, jolting me awake. Panicked, my eyes flew open, and I started wriggling frantically, trying to shake off the unpleasant sensations. "What is this?!" I exclaimed, my movements erratic. Eventually, I managed to calm down and took in my surroundings. The sight of the green forest made me forget about the strange bodily sensations for a moment.

"Where am I?!" I exclaimed, desperately searching for an explanation. Suddenly, a robotic voice responded to my query. [You are in the Emerald Forest], it said. Startled, I looked around, trying to locate the source of the voice. [Dear user, I recommend you stop searching. I am a part of you, and it's not safe to shout in this wild area, as it may attract dangerous beings.]

Confusion flooded my mind as I attempted to comprehend the voice's words. Looking down at myself, I finally noticed something peculiar—my arms. Both of them were entirely black, slightly larger than I remembered, and ended in five fingers with sharp edges resembling small claws. And most astonishingly, I was not missing one. "Are these my arms?" I asked, thoroughly perplexed, examining them repeatedly.

[Yes, they are your arms, user. However, why they have transformed like this remains a question I cannot answer. As for why you are here, in the world of Masuyo, you have been teleported, but the reasons behind it elude me.] the voice replied, leaving me with more questions than answers.

"Masuyo? Not Earth? And who are you?" I inquired, even more bewildered now.

[If Earth is the world you came from, then no, you are in the world of Masuyo. I am your assistant, the {Predator System}. I apologize if my presence feels intrusive, but if my assumptions are correct, your body has undergone significant changes. If so, there is a clear lake nearby that can serve as a mirror.] explained the System, clarifying where I was and its role. As it spoke, I began to calm down, but the peculiar sensations in my body persisted.

"But why are you inside me? And how?" I questioned, as I walked towards the lake, struggling to concentrate due to the unfamiliar bodily feelings. Unexpectedly, I experienced a strange shift in perspective, as if I had grown taller. This change caused me to stumble occasionally, but fortunately, I managed to keep my balance.

[I am here because of the {Hero Project} initiated by the Goddess of Magic, Raphy. Its purpose is to guide heroes from other worlds on their journey and prevent them from committing immoral acts.] the System replied, shedding light on its presence.

"Immoral acts? Wait, so I'm not the only one?" I inquired, gradually adjusting to my increased height.

[Indeed, after an incident involving some of the heroes, the goddesses implemented this rule in the world as a security measure.] the System revealed.

"Who are these goddesses—" I began asking but was abruptly interrupted by the sight of my reflection in the river. What I saw could only be described as otherworldly beauty. Looking from top to botton, I saw a 200 cm tall woman with straight and long jet black hair, with porcelain skin, a piercing and hypnotic eyes with purple, glowing irises, and black hole-like scleras with deep black around the irises. There were also some flickering yellow dots appearing and disappearing around the scleras. A delicate nose rested above the juiciest lips I had ever seen.

Looking at the torso, I could see the naked body of the woman, with what I believed to be large F/H-cup breasts adorned with big, pink nipples that seemed to plead to be touched. Observing her further, I noticed that her legs were the same color as her arms, with feets that end on pointy, claw-like, fingers, and she possessed a lean/hourglass body with ample hips and a generous bust.

"Is this me?" I asked incredulously, unable to believe what I was seeing.

[Yes, host, that's you] the System replied in its monotonous voice. I remained still for a while, completely focused on the reflection in the pond—the reflection of ME. I could hardly believe what I was witnessing, but as I moved my arms and touched my face, I was forced to accept the truth.

However, as I continued to admire myself, I finally snapped out of the trance. Stepping back from the reflection, I noticed something peculiar that my brain had been conveniently ignoring, dismissing it as a flaw in the reflection.

In my crotch, between my legs and my waist, something very different from what I remembered was there. There was something there that could only be described as—

"What is that?" I asked, already aware of what it was.

[That is a male reproductive organ, user]

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And that's it for today, hope you liked the introduction on this new world,  and the reveal of the Protagonist "weapon" will be in the next chapter.

 

 

 

If you have any sugestion, be in the world buiding or some interesting fetish, make in the coments, maybe they will be used