It was gigantic, almost thrice the size of a human. Its face held four eyes, each cking a pupil instead repced by some sort of golden glow, It had bck messy wild hair coupled along its purplish skin. Its face had four nostrils going from the bridge of its nose to the original pcement of its nostrils, and ears that seemed to be elongated, with a bck circle mark on each of its earlobes. Its mouth seemed normal, until you looked down.

  Three more mouths, positioned at the middle of its neck. Golden crescent marks along its traps, and a wide arrow above its chest. Its body looked feminine, but with bulkiness added unto it. Below its chest, on the area where its ribcage would reside within had two golden crescent marks on each side, possibly to imitate the ribcages within. Its shoulders were also decorated with two golden crescent marks on each side, seemingly of some importance to the thing. Its upper arm

  s seemed normal, while its lower arms seem to take the more inhuman side. Its elbows attached to two arms instead of just one, showing this creature's four arms. Connected to its elbow and upper arm. The lower arms were of a bck-ish pigment while its fingers and thumbs were of a golden hue simir to that of the golden crescent marks decorating its entire body.

  Its lower body seemed to follow the same concept as its arms, the upper parts still of its purplish skin while its lower legs were of the bck hues. Each toe also of a golden hue, but what made the creature so much more dreadful was the mark on its face. More specifically, its forehead.

  A golden circle, proof of a human's Birthright. This thing was human.

  From what was visible, a woman whose Birthright is of the Art type.

  This thing is a Reformed.

  "New Year, New Me! Doesn't Mama look great?" The thing spoke, each of its mouth producing a different voice. Four voices at the same time.

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  [colpse]

  "Wh-What are you!?" Thamul shouted, gritting his teeth. He was terrified, but he needed to do something.

  "I already said, my child. New Year, New Me! Oh, what am I saying?! You dears aren't even children yet, you're still but mere embryos!" New Year, New Me once again reiterated herself.

  New Year, New Me. That was her name, or the name she gave herself.

  "But, don't worry. Mama's ready!" NYNM spoke, grinning and giggling to herself in giddiness.

  She acted like an excited mother, like someone who'd just seen her toddler walk for the first time.

  But, just as anyone would expect. None of them budged, they just stared. In fear? Shock?

  Whatever it was, Mama NYNM didn't care. Her embryos weren't willing. But everyone is born without their consent, so why would this be any different?

  NYNM's giddiness and excited antics slowly died down, her smiles turning into a bnkness. Her arms hung down, and her hands curled into fists. Thamul's eyes widened and he tried to pull out his birthright, a slow process. His shield took a few seconds to manifest, but NYNM seemed to let it go. Everyone who was capable had activated their Birthrights.

  Mostly the Weapon types, some Form Types readied themselves and some Egos summoned their birthrights. The art types had either no material nor helpful birthrights to help them in this situation, and even though the Egos activated their birthrights...

  Most had pets at most.

  Though, there were some monsters within their types. The behemoth vulture was here, and the giant armored knight was also present. If they could use them to their advantage then...

  "Tsk, tsk, tsk... What adorable embryos I have!" NYNM spoke, an amused grin on her face.

  NYNM slowly walked towards them, her hands outstretched as if welcoming them. The abducted readied themselves, with Thamul Heat at the lead. NYNM chuckled, her multiple voices bouncing off of each other. She ran towards them, a slow acceleration.

  She seemed slow at first, but with each step, she became faster and faster. One moment she was far, but in less than twelve steps. Her chilling smiles was no more than a hair's width away from Thamul, he reacted by clutching tightly on to his shield.

  Unfortunate, it was. A two-handed punch, from NYNM's left arms. The amount of kinetic force applied was simply far too strong for the shield to block, and Thamul felt the bones in his arm shatter. The shield let out a burst of fmes, but it didn't seem to affect the Reformed.

  Time had passed, a mere second. Thamul fell from the punch, unable to use his broken right arm. NYNM with a grin, continued her onsught of punches. His left arm, his right leg, his left leg. Then, NYNM straightened her posture, and grabbed Thamul's immobile body.

  SNAP!

  With barely any struggle, NYNM snapped Thamul's spine into two.

  Screaming...

  Oh, dear. The screams were loud...

  Those brave little embryos tried their best but...

  Soon, they were given the same treatment. Those giant egos were destroyed in an instant, not through typical force but through simple solutions. All NYNM had to do was to bring the Egos' users into unconsciousness, knocking them out or killing them would've made the Egos disappear.

  The entire massacre ended with the entirety of the abducted being put into a half-dead state, spines snapped into two and limbs shattered for the sake of immobility.

  NYNM grinned, mouth opening in joy. Saliva dripped down from each of her mouths, each mouth dripping a liquid of different property.

  This was it, the process of Reformation.

  The first mouth, Form.

  The second mouth, Art.

  The third mouth, Weapon.

  The fourth mouth, Ego.

  NYNM brought a Form type person to her first mouth, eating him and crushing his body in a gluttonous but clean manner. Then, she brought an Art type person to her second mouth, doing the same. Then, she brought Thamul Heat up to her third mouth, eating him alive. Then, another Ego type person.

  The Form is the canvas, the Art is the brush. The Weapon is the paint and the Ego is the stand.

  NYNM chewed their flesh slowly, she wondered what she would make with the materials she had. She made sure to pick the people with compatible Birthrights too, she also made sure that her saliva mixed well into the ground-up flesh. Then, she was finished with chewing.

  She regurgitated everything out, the flesh mixing up together. There, NYNM used her four hands to reshape her new child.

  Her new Reformed.

  ***

  New Year New Me smiled to herself, seeing all the work she'd done. Now all she had to do was wait for her new children to finish developing, their combined flesh had to fuse properly before they could reawaken into their new forms.

  Then, she'd seen it. A cooler, she seemed confused. How come she didn't see that?

  NYNM neared the cooler and opened it, there she only saw one body. It was a corpse, not something living. There was a note at the cooler's lid, the corpse's birthright.

  Steel Cube...?

  "Poor girl... No one wanted to group up with you..." NYNM pitied the corpse.

  There was no other person left that the corpse could be fused with, still, NYNM wanted to experiment. She didn't wanna waste the girl's corpse, afterall, those gentlemen worked hard to bring her body in!

  So, NYNM started chewing. A bit of flesh on the first mouth, some bones on the second mouth, organs on the third and other miscelneous viscera on the fourth.

  Would this new child even be alive? She's been dead for days, and she didn't have any other birthrights to support her reformation.

  How sad.

  Still, NYNM regurgitated the chewed-up flesh. What she didn't expect was that the Steel Cube remained undamaged in the middle of the viscera, how did the Steel Cube survive while the poor girl's body couldn't?

  Tsk, tsk. Such a poor girl...

  Still, it gave NYNM an idea. So, she started shaping. To reform the girl out of pity and for the sake of experimentation.

  Her body was insufficient, with no other birthmark and flesh to make up for the transformation. The only other solid thing was that Steel Cube, unloved even in death! With such a pitiful Birthright, NYNM sorrowed at this girl. How talentless! How helplessly insignificant!

  With renewed vigor, of a mother's determination to make her child shine. NYNM unknowingly had put her entire mindset to this creation, such struggles of weakness had given her just the boost of creativity she needed. With restrictions to one body, NYNM had to make do, to push her skill to the limit.

  Unknown even to her, a masterpiece was made. As she reformed the body, her golden birthmark glowed brightly. A sign of great focus and almost obsessive desire.

  O' my child, how much I've done to give birth to you. So weak in constitution, yet here I persevere. Your mother! Come to life, my child, and walk that first step.

  ***

  There they stood. Titans at birth, from the flesh of the talented. Born strong, and reformed even stronger.

  Today, they live anew.

  It's their first Birthday.

  They stood there, almost bnkly. Their minds almost regressed to primitive times, but instead of a regression of intelligence. It was instead a regression of memories, a purposefully pced lock that prevented their reason from surfacing.

  You could recognize yourself, you know who you are. But you don't know how you got there, some things seem familiar but it was quite hard to expin why so.

  These Reformed were a mighty bunch, obviously because of such high-grade Birthrights. But, at the forefront stood one of the especially prodigious Reformed.

  New Year, New Me had given him the moniker: 'Firewall'

  Made with the bodies of Thamul Heat, and the other three Birthrights.

  Thamul's Weapon type being Ignited shield, The art type being of Cy Moulding. Allowing his body to be constructed in a naturalistic way. His form of a Castle-head, and an Ego that had a Pted Goat Birthright. Through this harmony, a siege weapon of a Reformed was built.

  Copper-colored ptes enveloped his whole form, being armored from top to bottom. He had hooves that were also enveloped in the ptes, and his arms had bright glowing sections. It was the Ignited Shield's part, his fingers and thumb were of the glowing sections, and its arm ptings were split into three. Each split pte had glowing orange sections from its bottom all the way to the half of the pte. His torso had ptings of great form and protectiveness.

  His inner thigh section was also of a glowing orange material, all the way to its knee-guard and wrapping around the back of the armored calf. His body was quite bulky and dense, showing off his great brute strength and toughness. His ptings covered the rest of his upper torso, even his neck didn't have a single open point. Ptings went up all the way to envelop his head.

  His head shaped like a rectangur castle tower, the only non-protected parts were the five holes on the front of his face. It was where his eyes were, either its eyes were normal beneath or he had five eyes, one for each opening.

  Spoiler

  [colpse]

  This one would fare top ten of the month, arguably of the past six months.

  The others were strong too, but more than likely, Firewall would be coveted by the highest-ranking nobles, around a few levels below the Royal Families'. And if lucky, a Baron, or maybe even a Duke would take interest.

  Such a strong Reformed would be able to cause havoc within any environment, even the Aviary would have to take note of this one.

  NYNM couldn't help but fawn over her new generation of children.

  ***

  The thing opened her eye, a dark room. Then, a titan. Something of gigantic proportions moved around her, they didn't seem malicious. But, she'd prefer to avoid being stomped by the giant creatures.

  The box-shaped creature crawled away, her singur eye scanning the feet of the titans around her trying her best to not be crushed by their giant stomps. The creature then realized as one of her finger-like limbs brushed against one of the giants that she was indeed reted to said giants in some way.

  She felt a connection to them, she felt their emotions and they felt hers. Communication through touch.

  So, she wondered. Why was she so small and different?

  Then, she remembered a voice that echoed within her mind. The voice and words were very clear, yet everything else seemed blurry.

  "I call you... Invader from Space! I loved those kinda movies, and I just figured you should get the name!" The voice spoke, it sounded like multiple voices.

  Four distinct voices, yet they spoke in harmony as if spoken by only one mind. Was she the box-shaped creature's mother?

  If so, where is she? Why did she make her so much more smaller than all her siblings? Many questions this small critter wondered.

  Yet, she wondered. Why were her siblings so... Overwhelmed? More tranquil or overburdened.

  The box-shaped creature touched one of her giant siblings and soon got an idea of why they seemed so burdened.

  They also had multiple voices, but those voices were in her sibling's mind. They weren't in harmony like Mother's was, rather they seemed to be fighting each other. This was clearly the reason why they were so sluggish.

  They probably couldn't think properly with four voices telling them different things to do!

  So, it seems that Mother already got the hang of having four voices. While her siblings were yet to properly control them, luckily, the box-shaped creature only had one voice.

  The box-shaped creature then walked around. Her appearance was that of a fleshy, hard and dense cube. She had four finger-shaped limbs with each limb on each edge of her square-like body, making her more of a quadrupedal creature. She had a single eye on what could be considered as the front of her body.

  Her eye positioned at a tilted angle, on an imperfect position. A silver diamond shaped birthmark resided on the lower area of her front.

  The 'Invader from Space' moniker felt fitting for her.

  Spoiler

  [colpse]

  Invader snugly accepted her name, she crawled to the front of the room. Looking for their family's eldest person, and there she found a copper-colored sibling.

  This sibling was massive, and filled with copper-colored ptings. Invader brushed her skin against the sibling's leg, she immediately felt of his emotions.

  He was confused, but unlike the others he also seemed to be thinking of something else. His eyes darted around the room, and a single thought overcame his confusion. The desire to protect, his siblings that is.

  Invader looked up at her sibling, apparently his name was: 'Firewall'. She looked at Firewall in awe and admiration, he was just as confused and scared as them, yet another thought came to his mind. Invader shook her box-shaped body and steeled her nerves.

  If Big brother Firewall is doing it, then Invader will help! Firewall tilted its castle-shaped head down and stared at Invader, with a curiosity. Invader replied by brushing her body against her titanic sibling's foot, creating the connection between them. Firewall felt Invader's desire to help his goal and nodded.

  His mind a little bit sluggish, but Invader already read his slower sibling's intention and began to move. Her spider-like speed and climbing ability allowed her to easily move through the forest-like environment created by her titanic siblings, she intentionally brushed up against them to rey the message and make the siblings aware of their escape pn.

  She was agile so she was able to communicate with all of her siblings within a short time span. Invader then saw a familiar dy, her singur eye widened.

  Mother, the four-armed titan wearing four smiles. She had a few people with her, and another titanic man-thing next to her. He had metallic arms and a light source emanating from his neck.

  The humans were also unique looking, quite different from the humans in Invader's distant memories. The one next to Mother had round gsses covering his face, bright violet hair styled into a mullet and red eyes with bck sclera on them. He had olive skin with multiple tattoos carved into his body, he wore a ripped shirt along with some baggy pants. He was around the height of the average man.

  He had a grin on his face.

  Then there was a girl with hair that looked identical to leaves, currently of the autumn colors. She had dark skin and bright green eyes, her body was thin and bony but she was pretty tall. About a head taller than the violet-haired man, she had a ton of scars on her face. They were quite deep too.

  She held a serious and stoic expression, her body hunched in posture. She wore an extremely long robe that covered most of her body except her face and hands, the robe had designs of leaves wrapping around each other. Like clouds, instead reimagined into bundles of leaves.

  The other humans wore simir clothes, baggy clothes that looked like uniforms. They held mops in their hands.

  "Alright, my dear children! It is now time for you to find your next family! Little baby birds! I am and will always be your lovely mother! Make Mama proud and Happy First Birthday!" Mother shouted, she cpped all four of her hands together.

  The others followed in her cpping celebration except for the other titan behind her, the metal-armed one. The violet-haired man walked forward, he used some sort of ink tool on the ground. It was a two-lined circle with a simple symbol inside.

  A hand with obnoxiously long fingers.

  Mother chuckled, happily cpping her hands. Until, the biggest Reformed walked slowly to her.

  It was Firewall, he was quite massive. He was as tall as five and a half humans stacked on top of each other. Still, Mother didn't seem mad or angry.

  She seemed more confused and curious than anything.

  "Please get back in line, little Firewall! I don't wanna hurt my poor child just after being born!" Mother spoke, an obvious threat looming from her words.

  Firewall then turned to his right, his whole body rotating. Mother sighed, expecting that this farce would be over and that Firewall was now turning back to return to his line. Then, all of a sudden.

  The concrete broke, as Firewall sprinted towards the facility's northern wall. In an instant, Mother reacted the quickest with the metal-armed titan following up behind her.

  Invader clutched unto one of her siblings, as they too started sprinting.

  "What the hell?! New Year, New Me! What the fuck is happening!" The violet-haired man shouted.

  "You insolent children of mine!" Mother shouted, attempting to catch up with the Firewall.

  The metal-armed titan extended his limbs while running beside Mother, his targets were the other siblings. Invader couldn't do anything.

  As a sibling was caught by the metal-armed titan, she just hoped that at least some of them would be able to escape.

  Firewall kept running, his goat hooves giving him uncanny speed. Unfortunately, Mother started to accelerate. She slowly closed in, pulling back her right arms to deliver a two-handed punch.

  But once she'd hit him, she was the one that looked surprised. Firewall didn't slow down at all, even with his armor bent from the attack. Mother grinned at her own creation, what great quality of a Reformed!

  The metal-armed titan caught another three siblings, by wrapping his arms around them and pulling them to him. Firewall kept going, now mere steps away from the facility's wall.

  Without stop, readied his metal pted shoulder and crashed into the wall.

  A breach.

  The wall was destroyed, and now freedom was at hand. Unfortunately, more and more siblings were being caught by the metal-armed titan. But, there was still a lot of them!

  A few more were caught and Firewall himself sacrificed his opportunity for escape to increase the chances of his siblings' escape, Invader truly admired her big brother! Some siblings including Invader left the facility's indoors, whilst Firewall stood as a shield.

  He smmed his fists against the ground, his glowing sections roared a bright fme. Heating up his metal, causing his malformed ptes to reform.

  The metal-armed titan tried to grasp and trap Firewall with his arms, but the amount of heat Firewall put out was causing his metal arms to stiffen. The metal-armed titan backed down.

  Mother simply smiled as he stared at Firewall.

  "Your new family's gonna love you, dear! What a loyal little man!" Mother excitedly spoke.

  "What about the other ones?!" The violet-haired man shouted from his spot.

  "Let them babies be! It's not like they can find their way home! Especially not when we're all the way over here!" Mother shouted, crossing her arms over themselves.

  Firewall just stood there, his heat slowly dying out.

  "Tired, my big baby?" Mother spoke.

  Mother then pulled back her two fists from the same side, readying a punch. Then, in a horrifyingly familiar scene.

  Punched Firewall at an incredibly fast speed, the ignited titan couldn't even keep his guard up. Yet he stood firm.

  "Expending your damage into heat, huh? Unfortunately, you cannot handle Mama's onsught!" Mother shouted.

  She punched Firewall again with a two-handed punch, then wailed on her child. A barrage of punches, heavy yet so incredibly fast. The amount of damage she caused on Firewall was becoming far too much, essentially overpowering Firewall's heat ability through pure power and speed.

  Firewall couldn't heal his damaged state fast enough, Mother had outperformed his reformation ability. Firewall slowly fell to the ground rather rigidly, his body's fall causing a rge thump.

  "Oh, dear. Fortunately, my children are tougher than they think! My little man will live!" Mother spoke, she then held unto Firewall's unconscious head and dragged him back to the previous spot.

  "What'cha gonna do about our escapees?" The violet-haired man raised a question at Mother.

  Mother simply smiled.

  "Nothing, my dear. Such little children should be left to py for awhile, huh? Not like we can't get my babies back when they're done pying." Mother spoke, she tilted her head in an oddly horrifying attempt to act cute.

  The violet-haired man sighed, he continued to draw his symbol on the ground with his inking tool.

  "Mr. Hands' gonna get mad, y'know?" The violet-haired man spoke.

  "With my little Firewall in his auction? I don't think so, dear. Not even Mr. Hands would dare to be so ungrateful with our gift!" Mother replied.

  "Alright, my Art's ready. I can light it up whenever you want." The violet-haired man spoke.

  Mother dropped Firewall right in front of the inked mark, and nodded while crossing her arms. The violet-haired man then pointed his inking tool towards Firewall and drew a crude circle on his head, he walked towards the other restrained Reformed and drew the same crude circles on their bodies.

  He took out a lighter from his pocket and smirked slightly, he let it near the inked mark and said marks burst afme. Consequently, those same marked Reformed had also burst afme. As the inked mark disappeared cleanly, so did the Reformed.

  The fmes had sent those titans away, to the clutches of Mr. Hands back to the nation of Skurmesh, the so-called nation of Weaponry. The nobles there would absolutely love Firewall.

  Mother then turned to the direction of the breached wall, grinning as she wondered just what those insolent children were thinking. They have no idea of just how hopeless their situation is.

  ***

  Invader looked in worry and a growing dread, she looked forward. Standing atop the shoulder of one of her siblings.

  A turbulent blue, small rain droplets falling into the vast blue and merging with it. Thunder struck against it, dark clouds overcasting the great blues. Invader looked around, and found no piece of nd beyond the horizons.

  Nothing but the blue ocean, overshadowed by a rge thunderstorm.

  There's no escape.

  Nothing but seawater appeared all around them, the only piece of nd in sight was the artificially made isnd beneath their feet.

  No wonder Mother let them go, all of that was for nothing. Invader shook her cubed body, as she felt water drip from her singur eye.

  Was she a storm too? But, it came from her eye not a cloud.

  What was this emotion? Sadness?

  She didn't like it.

  The sound of a familiar voice echoed from a far distance.

  "What rowdy children I have this time! Tsk, tsk. I really ought to be a more strict mother!" Mother shouted, the sound of her heavy footsteps nearing Invader and her siblings' spot.

  Big Brother Firewall...

  Invader felt her wet eye produce even more tears, the footsteps came closer with each agonizing moment.

  End of 3: Rebellious Children!