Cole rushes through the large hydraulic door jumping in the cart, questioning, “What’s with the bubble?”

“We're not exactly sure what it’s for. It’s being generated by your unborn children. It's been growing larger for a while now. We’re all waiting for you inside. You can find Gaze in the science lab. We think she’s going into labor.”

“Already?! What do you mean you think?”

“Well, you’ll see.”

Cole barrels into the center dome to find the room filled with Ultras and surprisingly a small portion of humans who survived. Right off the bat he recognizes a good portion of the crowd are the forest people, who are simply ecstatic that Cole has arrived. They burst into cheers praising his arrival. Strangely enough everyone quickly turns their gaze away from him. He stands awkwardly trying to figure out what’s going on. Magi materializes in a burst of light from the ceiling.

“What’s going on? Why did everyone turn away?” asks Cole.

Magi exclaims, “Just look at you! You’re disgusting! You’re covered in blood and who knows what else. And just look at your clothes, they have been torn to shreds!”

Cole looks down realizing that if it weren’t for just a thread of fabric he’d be given a ticket for indecent exposure in the old world. He has a flash memory of the demon slashing the whole length of his body in one hit.

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“Not to mention that horrid stench you’re giving off.” says Ghiya instantly turning red with the words. “Sorry! I did not mean to say that. No verbal filter once you enter inside the bubble.”

“I need to see Gaze!” exclaims Cole.

Ghyia nudges Cole away from the hallway leading to the science room, “Oh no you don’t. Not like this. You need to clean yourself up, then you can meet your family.” she says with the sweetest grandmotherly voice.

“But she’s going into labor!”

“Don’t worry don’t worry my boy. You have enough time to get cleaned up.” she says, continuing to nudge.

Everything is moving entirely too quickly for Cole. He finds it absolutely annoying that he can’t emotionally keep up with the events of his life unfolding. He quickly enters his room jumping in the shower, then changes into some clean clothes. Before exiting he takes a moment examining his old clothes.

These clothes are shredded to pieces. What a crazy day.

Heading back into the domed room everyone continues to praise Cole. Some of the humans in their futuristic suits thank him for saving them from Death’s rule.

Curledor shakes Cole’s hand excitedly, “Congratulations! You’re going to be a father! The first Ultrasapien father! You must be so excited!”

“No! I’m terrified! I don’t know what it means to be a father! Are they going to come out looking exactly like me and Gaze!? Little versions of us running around?! This whole situation is ridiculous!”

Cole throws his hand to his mouth in embarrassment. He knows that’s not the right thing to say right before your children are born. Ghiya takes Cole's hand guiding him through the charged flock of Ultras, “Give it some time.” she says lightly. “You’ll get used to the whole unfiltered speech situation. It's more about knowing when not to speak rather than trying to fight it. Now, Gaze is just inside here. She’s expecting you. Oh we’re so glad you’re here Cole. We’re simply elated to be witness to these times. Lets on and head inside. It’s time for you to embrace your destiny.”