VI

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I slipped on a pair of dress pants and put on a white shirt.

I'm finally dressed.

One thing I observed from humans is that they really value covering up.

I don't understand? I made them as they were and they covered themselves up

The only difference between being biologically male and being biologically female is the extra flesh and the different organs

But even so, people get treated differently just for that small difference in organs.

What gives?

They're all flesh and organs

It's always the ones with different organs

Can't they all just be equal?

Can someone who's disabled be treated equal to a normal person?

Can someone with a uterus be treated equal to someone with testicles?

Now, with the varying species of humans and the existence of Chimeras as a whole, this issue is on an all time high

Can everyone just be equal?

Even if I made it so that humans could populate, I didn't tell them to differ how they'd treat someone because of a simple organ

They forgot I have the ability to severe or take away their organs

They forgot I could deform them to the point of unrecognition

Do they want to feel what it's like to be treated not as equal to the others?

What is the meaning of being normal?

What is normalcy?

What counts as normal, if everyone else is 'unique' or 'their own person' ?

Humans are utter buffoons

Clothing and covering one up is a human concept I had to understand to blend in.

Equality is a human concept that I'm still confused of.

Normalcy is a human concept I would not want to grasp nor do I want to a acknowledge it.

"When are you leaving?" I heard as the door cracks open

"About now, I think, I have a kid I need to take care of back home"

"Oh.. goodbye then"

I stood around for a bit. Usually I'd just manifest myself out of his room, it's what the humans call teleportation. Some Chimeras or Psychics could do it but it's pretty hard magic and requires a lot of mana, it's not achievable to the lower levels, and only to scholars who've trained and had very sheltered lives, almost as pure as a Buddhist monk

"..no kiss ?"

"No"

"Awhh.. I was hoping for one"

"Unless you give me a raise, maybe"

"I won't, but I'd kiss you"

".." he sighed, stood up and walked towards me

He stopped and gave me a tiny pec on the lips. At first he couldn't really reached my lips, but he tried being on his tiptoes and he somehow did it

It was a long one, like as if he was savouring it, but alas, it was only a kiss, no more, no less

And just like that he pulled away and wiped his lips

"You got your kiss, are you happy now?"

"Yeah, a bit"

I held my breath

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