In Virginia, at the secret base named the "Mutant Evolution House," dozens of scientists stared in astonishment at the test data before them, unable to hide their amazement.
"Sir, this is unbelievable. Mr. Victor the Sabretooth's genes have undergone ancient evolution, granting him beast-like strength and tiger-like physical traits," Leonard Ernest exclaimed, utterly shocked.
As a top expert in human genetics, Dr. Leonard had never seen such a complex genetic structure. Even his preliminary analysis left him in awe. The Sabretooth Victor could no longer be called human.
"Is this Sabretooth Victor even human?" Dr. Leonard murmured, staring at the towering figure restrained in special alloys.
Lancelot took the test data from Dr. Leonard's hands. He paid no attention to the astonishment and questions in Leonard's eyes, nor the fear and curiosity they revealed. He simply reached out and gently patted Leonard.
"Dr. Leonard, he is not human. He is my mutant companion. When facing my mutant comrades, everyone should show the respect and reverence due to them, for they are helping you humans pave a new path of evolution."
"My mutant companions deserve respect. They are pioneers of evolution, explorers on the path of advancement, and guides for human evolution."
Lancelot's authoritative voice rang out, like a decree from a high king. Every human in the base knelt on one knee, their eyes burning with fanatic devotion toward him.
"As you command, sir," they responded, their fiery devotion etched into their minds as if branded by Lancelot's words.
Mind Imprinting.
This was Lancelot's new experiment with Geass. Through it, he could imprint his words directly into the minds of everyone in the base, like a mental brand. Humans would no longer fear mutants—they would respect and revere them from the heart, viewing mutants as pioneers and guides on humanity's evolutionary journey, much like the explorers of the Age of Discovery, talented and extraordinary.
Branded by Lancelot's Geass, everyone gazed at Victor the Sabretooth, restrained in special alloys, filled with envy and longing.
"Mutation and glory!" someone shouted. Immediately, everyone in the Evolution House screamed in unison.
Roar!
The deafening cries echoed through the base. Even Victor, numbed by anesthetics, was instantly awakened by the sound.
Now restrained on a metal alloy lab table, Victor the Sabretooth looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings and let out an angry roar, thrashing violently.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Victor's struggles twisted the metal restraints, shaking the entire experimental table.
"Do not wake my mutant," Lancelot said, his eyes filled with appreciation as he observed Victor's taut, steel-like muscles. Victor was the first truly powerful mutant Lancelot had encountered, surpassing even Wolverine Logan in strength.
Lancelot sought to tame this tiger. And what better method than Geass to do so?
"Administer more anesthetics to our mutant companion to calm him," Lancelot commanded. The scientists sprang into action, and Dr. Leonard grew even more excited.
Roar, roar.
After the anesthetic, Victor's body weakened, but his roar remained terrifying.
"Sabretooth Victor, my mutant companion." Once assured that Victor could not break free, Lancelot approached, towering above the tyrannical figure.
"Mutant? I'll kill you," Victor snarled, sniffing the air. His voice lowered slightly, but his eyes remained fierce. Years of mutation and a life of killing had entrenched his beastly instincts, leaving his mind consumed by bloodlust, incapable of rational thought.
"Seems you cannot think clearly for now," Lancelot said, glancing at Victor's violent gaze, shaking his head. He activated his Geass.
"Serve me as your king. Serve me as your master. Obey all my commands without question."
A flaming bird of Geass flew into Victor's eyes and vanished.
Humph.
Victor froze for a moment in rage. When he looked at Lancelot again, his tyrannical glare had vanished, replaced by profound reverence and fervor, as if staring at his king.
"Release Victor," Lancelot instructed Dr. Leonard.
Dr. Leonard pressed the button, and all metal restraints on the test table opened. Victor roared, leapt down, and dashed into the room.
"Protect him, sir!" the security personnel in the base shouted, rushing into the lab to shield Lancelot as if facing a threat.
"All clear, fall back," Lancelot said, waving to the soldiers who immediately retreated.
Victor the Sabretooth returned before Lancelot, kneeling on one knee, head bowed, under the watchful eyes of all present.
"My king!"
Though his eyes still held a hint of ferocity, when he looked at Lancelot, they radiated respect and extreme devotion.
"Victor the Sabretooth, you should be a noble and powerful mutant, not a bloodthirsty beast," Lancelot said, frowning slightly at the lingering tyrannical aura in Victor's eyes.
Lancelot did not need a bloodthirsty monster; he needed a rational mutant, one with normal intelligence, not merely a killing machine.
"Victor, use your reason to control your bloodlust," Lancelot gave his first Geass command.
"As you command, my king," Victor replied, the flaming bird in his eyes burning bright. His previously chaotic mind began to regain clarity under the influence of Geass. His savage nature was subdued and expelled from his body.
"I… I'm back," Victor murmured, the tyrant within him receding like a tide. His gaze cleared, as if waking from a long, dark dream.
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