The Boys: Ultimate Multiversal Lifeform

Today’s release count [3/3]

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Ivan had called it right.

The day after his chat with Shinichi, the Hirokawa Group kicked off their bloody payback.

All twenty-two people in the violence agency got slaughtered, not a single survivor. And the Hirokawa Group’s revenge kept rolling. Fresh updates crawled across the TV screens: sixteen dead on Ginza A Street, including three little kids and one old man. Thirty-one more in the residential district...

The parasites’ insane rampage had the top brass at the police department fucking furious.

At the same time, tons of people were too scared to step outside. Some raged online, calling the cops idiots who didn’t give a shit about regular folks dying.

Others went full traitor, organizing support campaigns for the parasites online. Human scum, basically. People called them humanity-fuckers.

"Good thing the parasites can’t breed," Ivan muttered. "Otherwise the shitshow would be ten times bigger."

If those things could multiply, the original story would’ve exploded. Ivan could map out the whole damn plot in his head. Parasites worm their way into human leadership, grab total control bit by bit.

They play nice at first, win hearts, build trust, all while farming humans like cattle. Numbers grow, tensions explode. Then a bunch of rebels pop up, exposing the bloodbath hiding behind the utopia, trying to wake everyone else. But the parasites just sacrifice a few disposable hosts, quietly take over the rebel leaders from the inside.

In the end, the puppet leader steps out and announces the parasite threat is over. He’s the big hero who saved humanity.

A never-ending cycle of bullshit.

The finale was pitch-black, but to Ivan it made perfect fucking sense.

Too bad there were only around a thousand parasites right now. In a world full of humans, that was a drop in the ocean. Not enough to cause real waves.

If he was right, the reason they pushed Hirokawa Takeshi forward was to slowly chew through the upper ranks of human power.

The plan was still rolling. It was their last shot.

If Hirokawa Takeshi won the mayor election, he’d have the pull to shut down every police operation against them. Otherwise, hair tests, X-ray scanners in crowded spots, all that shit would wipe out most of the parasites and drive their whole race straight to extinction.

"Is this supposed to pressure the cops? Force them to back off every move against the parasites?" Ivan said, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Too bad you assholes underestimated how stubborn humanity can be."

The screen beside him lit up. Message from Captain Fujita.

"Keep the operation going!"

Heh~ Man, this story’s getting more fun by the day.

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For the next two weeks, Tokyo and the rest of Japan lived under a thick black cloud called death. More and more people turned up slaughtered. The biggest body count belonged to the cops. Police stations all over the country kept reporting attacks.

Online outrage kept swelling until even the police were starting to crack under the pressure.

Ivan Greevs stood at the entrance of the café, tilting his head up. The Tokyo sky had gone dark at some point.

He strolled in casually. The place was empty except for Reiko Tamiya sitting alone at a table.

"If it wasn’t for your reckless bullshit, things wouldn’t have gotten this bad," Reiko Tamiya said, her eyes ice-cold as she stared at him.

Looked like the parasites had their own moles inside the police. Otherwise they wouldn’t have known Ivan was the one pulling strings behind the scenes.

Ivan dropped into the seat across from her without a care. "Oh yeah? You sure it’s my fault? Let’s be real, it’s you fucking parasites who can’t control your need to slaughter and eat people. One or two killings, the cops might’ve looked the other way. But now? You’ve pushed them way past the breaking point."

"I was just the match. The one who lit the powder keg was still you lot."

Reiko Tamiya had nothing to say. She couldn’t argue because she knew he was right.

She had founded the organization because she wanted parasites to blend into human society. But the assholes inside it had gone completely insane.

They called themselves superior beings now. They wanted to rule humanity. That was never what she intended when she started this.

"Can’t control their own instincts. In the end, parasites are just beasts."

"Don’t forget, you’re one of us too," Reiko Tamiya said coldly.

Ivan picked up his coffee, took a slow sip right in front of her, then set the cup down with a grin. "Don’t lump me in with that trash. Compared to them, I’m the ultimate lifeform."

"Ultimate lifeform?" Reiko Tamiya scoffed. "Sounds like you’re just as crazy as they are. Maybe even crazier."

"Is that so?" Ivan shrugged, French accent curling around the words. "Fine, think whatever you want. But you didn’t call me here just to chat shit, did you?"

"The cooperation on the residential district incident," Reiko Tamiya said. "You haven’t forgotten, right?"

"What do you need me to do?"

Ivan asked, straight to the point.

Reiko Tamiya didn’t answer right away. She pulled out a baby’s birth certificate and slid it across the table in front of him.

"This your kid? Cute little brat," Ivan said, looking at the photo with a smirk.

At the compliment, a tiny smile flickered across Reiko Tamiya’s face. It vanished almost instantly, but Ivan caught it.

"After I die, I don’t want anyone to know this is my child. He just needs to live a normal, quiet life."

Her voice was calm, like dying didn’t mean shit to her.

Ivan frowned. "You could just take him somewhere nobody knows you and live there yourself. No need to drag me into it."

"Because I’m a parasite. A beast that can lose control of its instincts at any moment."

Reiko Tamiya stood up and walked out without another word.

Watching her back disappear down the street, Ivan’s eyes narrowed in thought. "Emotions are weird. Once you’ve got them, even a parasite can change."

He carefully folded the birth certificate on the table, slipped it into his pocket, and left.

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Meanwhile, Shinichi Izumi was running for his life, chased by a parasite. He could clearly sense three separate parasites inside the thing, yet only one body was chasing him.

"Wait, there are three parasites sharing one body. That’s ..ug ..surprising."

"Exactly. So they call me Miki. Pretty creative, right?" Miki stood in the middle of the road, built like a gym rat coach, grinning at Shinichi like he was nothing.

Miki’s arm suddenly split into six whipping tentacles, moving so fast that in one blink he slashed open Shinichi’s chest.

Shinichi and Migi could barely block the attacks.

"Shinichi, run!" Migi yelled.

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