The World Is Mine For The Taking-Chapter 752 - 116 - Wake Up (1)

After several long and meticulous weeks, the research had finally come to an end. And now, in our hands, we held what might be the key to awakening Zeruel’s mother from her deep, unending slumber.

It was in the form of a pill.

Not a syrup. Not a vial of liquid.

But a small, unassuming pill.

There was no telltale sheen of fluid, no scent or texture to give away its origin. It looked perfectly ordinary—just like any over-the-counter capsule you’d see in a pharmacy. But we knew better.

The original base material, my semen, had undergone heavy refinement. The sperm cells—the actual sperm themselves—had been extracted entirely, removed and discarded during the process. The rest had been liquified and purified, leaving behind nothing but the essence, the concentrated life force.

The result? A pill that didn’t look, feel, or taste like semen at all.

Still, even with the transformation, there was no denying the truth.

That whoever took this pill would, in a way, be consuming semen.

But honestly, was there even a point in bringing that up now?

The focus was on the cure, not the source.

Right now, the research team was finishing their analysis of the pill. They were meticulous, running tests over and over again, leaving no margin for doubt.

According to the data, my semen contained a powerful life force.

And since the Eternal Slumber Disease drained the very essence of one’s life, using that life-rich substance as a countermeasure had turned out to be not only viable—but promising.

The pill, being formed from that essence, was now a candidate for the cure.

And thanks to its appearance, there was nothing about it that would hint it had ever been derived from cum.

No one would ever have to know.

Morally speaking, the act had already been sanitized.

All sperm cells were removed, and only the energy was retained.

It was pure, in a clinical sense.

And with the absurd amount of semen I’d donated for this cause, the team had enough to create a massive reserve.

The current estimation was that the stockpile could last a thousand years if properly managed.

At the moment, I was standing beside Doctor Natasha.

She had once been a respected physician at Milham Hospital—before it had been destroyed in that tragic fire set by the Prince. After that, she relocated and ended up working at Leonamon.

She had proven her skill in more ways than one, adapting quickly to her new environment.

She had now been with us for a year. And from time to time, I asked her to perform checkups on my women’s pussies, treating her like our unofficial gynecologist.

Though she grumbled whenever I made such requests, she had grown used to it. These days, she barely even complained.

"Everything seems to be set, Master," Trisha reported, her voice calm but filled with a quiet confidence. "All preparations are complete. The pills passed every inspection. We’ve researched them thoroughly, and we found no complications at all."

No complications.

That alone was enough to make my chest tighten.

"So, what’s the next step?" I asked, my voice steady despite the weight of the moment.

"Well, the next step..." Trisha began, brushing a few strands of hair behind her ear, "would be to test it firsthand—to actually administer it and observe the result. There’s still uncertainty, of course. But unless someone takes the pill, we’ll never know if it truly works."

I exhaled, slowly. "I get it... but we can’t just use it on Zeruel’s mother right away if it’s still in a trial phase, right?"

She looked me in the eye, her expression calm but unwavering. "Well, technically... the only way to prove its effectiveness is to give it to someone who is afflicted with Eternal Slumber. That’s the only real test that matters."

So we didn’t have a choice, huh?

It was a hard pill to swallow—no pun intended.

The stakes were enormous.

The consequences, unknown. But doing nothing wasn’t an option. We wouldn’t know the truth unless we tried.

"I’ll call Zeruel here first," I said.

We couldn’t move forward without her.

***

While waiting for Zeruel, I decided to take Gabrielle out for some fresh air.

She was six months—no, almost seven months—into her pregnancy now.

And she looked beautiful.

Her condition had progressed wonderfully. Her belly had grown round and firm, visibly larger than before. In just two more months, we would be welcoming our child into this world.

She sat comfortably in her wheelchair as I pushed her slowly through the hidden garden tucked away inside the Leonamon company tower. I didn’t want her straining herself with unnecessary movement, so I made sure she could just enjoy the scenery while staying relaxed.

The air was fresh and clean, the garden quiet and secluded. Flowers bloomed along the path, swaying gently in the breeze.

"Are you feeling well, Gabrielle?" I asked, slowing my pace beside a small patch of wild roses.

She turned her head and smiled at me, radiant as ever. "Better than before. Actually, I feel great. I’m really excited for the baby to be born."

Her voice was soft, but filled with warmth.

I couldn’t help but smile back. "Yeah... me too."

Soon, I’d be a father.

That thought—simple as it was—sent a strange warmth through my chest. There was anxiety, sure. Plenty of unknowns. But at the same time, just the idea of holding my own child... it made something inside me ache in a good way. I genuinely couldn’t wait.

"Fufufu... Master, I can tell you’re looking forward to it," she giggled.

"Well, being a father is exciting, isn’t it?" I said with a grin. "Although, if we’re being honest, I think you are way more excited than I am. Right?"

"Fufufu... Maybe," she chuckled. "I feel like I’ve finally become yours—completely. Body and soul. Carrying your child... it makes me feel whole. Though... not fully yet. We still haven’t done it in this condition, after all."

She shot me a teasing smile, one hand gently caressing her belly.

When she said it like that, with that sly little grin on her face, I couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

"Well, you don’t have to push yourself. But if you’re planning to surprise me with it one day..." I leaned in slightly, smirking, "then I’ll gladly accept the offer."

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