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The first thing they felt was cold. There was nothing, or maybe there was, but their eyes couldn’t see yet, only feel how knowledge appeared in their mind, how it slowly became theirs. How to create infrastructure, how to use originium, what is originium. Each wave added a new understanding. Their body shivered, curled in on itself to keep warmth. Their eyes were opened but they didn’t process anything with them, their body still incapable of vision, still unfinished but already looking whole. Something was here. Was it someone? Their body resonated with its energy; the similarity spoke of relation. They reached a hand out, but met void, fingers grapping air, unable to reach the source of resonance that they also recognized as potential comfort and safety. They kept reaching and grabbing.
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The body was still pulsing with energy as it finished forming. It was made perfect, capable of all she could do and infused with his knowledge. A perfect variable for the experiment she was about to compose. It took a form of a girl. They will be able to change it however they liked, but for now they were a she. She looked at her. There was nothing behind those eyes yet, they were still blind, however her presence was still felt. The body shivered, curling in on itself and reaching out to her, grabbing the emptiness between them. She observed the action. An unnatural reaction she did not predict.
Doctor and she never felt cold like occupants of Terra did. They never felt the need to dress in any other clothes besides what they chose or what they needed for medical reasons. They could choose comfort instead of practicality. This body should have been the same, but originium seems to have a different idea. So here it was, cold, shivering, reaching for her, her eyes looking back even though they didn't really see her, wide and pleading. A gesture very unlike hers, but still they resonated with familiarity all their species felt when near each other. She was one of them, despite her flaw.
Should she destroy it? Start anew?
She didn’t. The child was already perfect in every way that mattered for the experiment. This single difference should not cause problems, she just needs to remove the problem. She moved her hand around the body. Black energy turned into white material her own sweater was made of, it sewed itself together until the child was dressed in it. The shivering stopped, the body stopped reaching out to her, mouth opening in silent surprise, hands moving to feel the new fabric around their form, pulling it, grabbing it. Other clothes will have to be made as well and since the child seem to still be blind and currently incapable of creation, she will have to do it herself. She gave them clothes that were imbedded into their being, adaptable to their changes of both gender and size. She forcefully changed them a few times. Clothes fit and adapted to changes. Male body looked painfully like the Doctor, its size was bigger than female version, his features, except for the eyes. They were a mix of grey and hers. Female looked identical to her, like looking at a small copy. They were ready.
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There was warmth around them now. Someone covered them in it. They touched the source, feeling it in their hands. It was fluffy, warm and covered their body from neck to torso. Perfect in every way. Their form changed when the resonating energy demanded it, but the warmth remained unchanged. Then again. They now knew so much, more than any being can learn in years. But they didn’t know who was with them. They heard a sound. Stable, familiar.
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“Endministrator.” She called them, the body reacted to her voice, her still blind eyes looked at her with full attention, almost capable of vision. She could see the final nerve connections being made as the pulsing of originium in her body was slowly ceasing. This title will stay with them no matter the form. Whatever name they will come up with, should the need for it arise, will be their own, her work here is complete.
“Show me what path you will choose.” She put her hand on their torso, the body reacted immediately with a smile, hands reaching to grab it. She sent a wave of energy through her hand and sent them away to traverse the void of space until they will arrive to their destination. She will keep observing them, but from a distance. For now, she simply flew away.
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The resonance put a hand on their chest. They felt a connection and tried to grab it. Then, suddenly, they were moving. The feeling of a presence disappeared, so did the hand. The were alone now. It ached. They had a destination, they knew it, but not how to get back. If they even could get back to the resonance. So they curled and waited for the moment their body will reach the destination as their pulsing finally stopped, eyes became functional and they finally saw where they were going. The planed had a name. Talos-II. And it was beautiful.