The GMA Bomb's storage was located at the very center of the UFO. After forcing open an extremely sturdy metal door, Mirei Shinohara and Shiraori stepped into a vast, circular chamber.
The room was empty except for a strange, uneven column standing in the middle.
By this point, even without using Appraisal, they knew that the GMA Bomb had to be inside that column. Still, to be safe, they both activated Appraisal on it.
The result was revealed quickly.
Although its appearance was unusual, the column was in fact a robot. Its model name was "Gloria." Its defenses and offensive capabilities far exceeded those of the war chariots.
And, just as they suspected, the GMA Bomb was stored inside this machine.
"At last, the final step. All we need to do now is destroy this weird robot, right?"
Mirei and Shiraori approached the Gloria, both looking relaxed.
The robot's stats were formidable, but compared to their strength, it simply wasn't enough.
At Mirei's words, Shiraori smiled faintly. She raised the reaper's scythe in her hands, preparing to strike.
Now, with no need to worry about the GMA Bomb detonating from their attacks, they could unleash their full power without restraint.
Even if the GMA Bomb did explode, Shiraori could simply use Predator to swallow both the bomb and the robot together.
Her evolution into divinity was inevitable.
When the two of them came within ten meters of the Gloria, the machine suddenly began to transform.
They had already known from Appraisal that it could change form, but watching the process with their own eyes still left them shocked.
The irregular column twisted and reshaped itself into a bizarre robot bristling with countless gun barrels. Its design was far from elegant, but its combat power was undeniable.
In the next instant, a storm of energy shells rained down on them like a thousand scattering petals.
Freed from any concern about the bomb, the two attacked without holding back, launching a fierce counterstrike against the Gloria.
Within a single round, Shiraori's scythe cleaved the strange machine cleanly in two, exposing the GMA Bomb within.
Looking at the small, spherical GMA Bomb, both Mirei and Shiraori's eyes shone with joy.
But before they could act, the sphere suddenly began to emit a dazzling light—the bomb's self-destruct program had already been triggered.
Without the slightest hesitation, Shiraori unleashed Predator, wrapping the glowing GMA Bomb completely.
She didn't doubt the Appraisal results for a moment. She never even considered whether her body could withstand energy powerful enough to destroy a continent.
As the smoke-like energy returned into her body, immense power spread through her, pushing her toward a higher plane.
The evolution into godhood had officially begun.
...
"At last, it's come to this. Seems it's about time I told them everything."
Watching the screen that displayed Shiraori's evolution—and Mirei standing guard by her side—Eriri smiled in delight.
"I wonder what kind of face my little pet will make when she learns her true identity."
Because Eriri hadn't spoiled anything midway as in the original timeline, Shiraori had never doubted who she really was.
Unlike in the original, where suspicion had already been gnawing at her and she only confirmed the truth upon becoming a god.
And there was another difference: Shiraori possessed memories of her previous life. Though it had been only a little over half a month, those memories were sharp and vivid.
Ordinary spiders had almost no memory capacity; it was nearly impossible for them to recall past events. However, under Eriri's intervention, Shiraori's memories from her previous life had been preserved completely.
Of course, this only applied to the half-month period after Eriri had saved her.
The reason she hadn't remembered this after reincarnation was because those memories had been sealed away by Eriri.
Once Eriri returned them to her, Shiraori would clearly recall every moment of that half-month she had spent by Eriri's side in her previous life.
With those memories supporting her, Eriri was confident that Shiraori would continue to see her as her master.
"This boring storyline is finally about to end, huh."
Unlike Eriri's enthusiasm, D was completely uninterested in everything Mirei Shinohara and Shiraori had been through during this time.
"Speaking of which… Eriri, you've wrecked the carefully prepared stage I created. How do you plan to compensate me for that?"
D lowered her head, expressionless, staring at Eriri, who had her head resting on D's lap.
Because of the irregularities introduced by Mirei and Shiraori, D could already guess how that world would end.
Although the world had merely been a stage she'd whimsically constructed, she still couldn't help feeling a bit regretful now that it had been ruined.
"Don't say that. The boundless multiverse is full of playgrounds for you. Why cling to just one planet?"
Eriri turned her head toward the face just ten centimeters from her own. She reached out and kneaded D's expressionless cheeks with both hands.
"Mmm. But you have a point. How about this, then? As compensation, I'll take you on a one-month journey across the multiverse. Just the two of us~"
Though D's face showed no change, Eriri's hands molded her features into a series of cute and comical expressions.
After silently locking eyes with Eriri for about ten seconds, D finally responded.
"…Fine. It's a deal."
...
In a hidden underground cavern, Mirei curled her body atop a massive cocoon nearly as tall as a person.
There was no one else inside—just her and the cocoon.
Clearly, within that cocoon was Shiraori, still undergoing her evolution.
By now, more than a month had passed since Shiraori had devoured the GMA Bomb.
Mirei had spent most of that month in slumber, though she would awaken immediately at the slightest disturbance.
When Shiraori swallowed the GMA Bomb, the UFO had lost power and begun to plummet.
To ensure Shiraori's evolution wasn't interrupted, Mirei had carried her away at once, soaring out of the UFO. Without even stopping to greet Ariel or the others, she left the wilderness behind from high above.
The truth was, despite having gone through the UFO ordeal together, Mirei didn't fully trust Ariel.
And with Gülied still an uncertain factor, she preferred to find a safer place to await Shiraori's completion.
Once Shiraori finished evolving, nothing in this world would be able to restrain them any longer.
Now, after more than a month of silence, the cocoon finally stirred. The movement instantly roused Mirei from her sleep.
Flying to the cocoon's front, she saw small handprints pushing outward against the shell from inside.
Without hesitation, Mirei lashed out with her dragon tail. The cocoon's hard shell split apart with a sharp tear.
From within stepped Shiraori, now fully transformed into human form.
"At last, you're done evolving. But really, White, you couldn't even break out of a cocoon on your own? You needed me to help?" Mirei teased with a grin.
Shiraori rolled her eyes at her but remained silent.
-Fresh out of her evolution, Shiraori couldn't yet control the vast surge of power within her. For that reason, she hadn't managed to break the cocoon on her own.
Still, given a few minutes to adapt, there was no way a mere cocoon could have held her.
Noticing something unusual about her lower body, Shiraori quickly glanced down. In an instant, her face lit up with joy.
The terrifying, monstrous spider abdomen was gone. In its place were a pair of smooth, delicate, pale-white legs.
"Yes! Appraisal didn't lie—after evolution, I really did become fully human!"
"My long-lost thighs… I've missed you so much! And they look even whiter than in my previous life. Eriri will definitely love them!"
"And to think I didn't feel a thing during the evolution—it was practically perfect!"
After celebrating inwardly, she prepared to leave the cocoon. But first, she needed to put on clothes—at the moment, she was completely naked.
She pulled a spare shirt from her storage, only to realize she hadn't prepared any lower garments.
Without hesitation, she spun threads of silk and wove herself a brand-new outfit, complete with underwear and outerwear.
Soon, a pure-white dress covered her figure. With her white hair and fair skin, the effect gave her a dreamlike beauty.
At the same time, she noticed something odd.
Her silk no longer came from her abdomen, but from her palms. What's more, many of her former skills now felt like innate abilities, far easier and smoother to use.
Testing further, she cast Appraisal on herself. The results appeared clearly in her mind:
[Name: Shiraori]
[Race: God]
[Level: Planetary (Level 6, Stage 9)]
[Abilities: Predator, Space, Time, Evil Eye, Regeneration…]
…
[Master: Eriri Spencer Sawamura]
The first parts were fine, but when she saw the final entry, Shiraori froze, a massive question mark forming in her mind.
"What the…? Why does Eriri's name appear in my Appraisal? And why as my master?!"
Baffled, she forgot entirely about leaving the cocoon.
At that moment, a familiar heavenly voice echoed in her head:
[Congratulations on achieving Godhood. You have officially transcended the Planetary System. Skill fusion and retention complete…]
[Memory unsealed. Previous life memories acquired!]
[My adorable little pet, I'll be waiting for you~]
Immediately, a strange yet familiar flood of memories replaced the false identity D had given her as Wakaba Hiiro.
That memory wasn't erased, but it dropped in priority, now nothing more than a sequence of images she'd once watched.
Instead, what came rushing back were vivid recollections: Eriri saving her from humans; crawling across Eriri's palm; being fed tasty morsels from Eriri's fingertips; resting on Eriri's shoulder as she played games with the real Wakaba Hiiro and Mirei…
So many moments—half a month of memories, clear as if etched into her very soul.
As they returned, Shiraori froze in place, tears sliding silently down her cheeks.
"Master… I missed you so much!"
...
"Hey, White, if you're dressed, then hurry up and get out of there. We still need to find Eriri."
Hovering outside the cocoon, Mirei frowned impatiently. Shiraori was already clothed, yet she remained unmoving.
Receiving no response, Mirei flew closer to peer through the opening.
There she saw Shiraori, eyes tightly shut, silently weeping.
Mirei's heart clenched with alarm.
"What's wrong? Did something go wrong with your evolution?"
She looked at Shiraori with deep concern. After more than a year spent constantly together, Shiraori had become her closest friend.
Of course, Eriri was in a category of her own—beyond friendship.
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