The girl's smile only widens. "I knew it! Soular energy!" She seems to move around her hands, as you can feel billions of microscopic beings moving around in the air. The very walls around you tremble, as you can feel the massive energy of so many living creatures moving in unison. an uncountable army, too small for the human eye to see, microclusters forming and dissipating. "I've already studied and enhanced my ideas on genetic manipulation and cell structures. And yet, you manage to perform acts of spontaneous transformation with no apparent power source. Complete rebuilds of not only a cellular, but a mollecular structure." Her grin somehow grows even wider than before, and her eyes take on a curious greed, a trademark symbol of a Heterodyne's insatiable curiosity. "In all of the databases constructed from the memory tissue of worlds from all across the multiverse, I could find only a single reoccurring being with this supposed ability. All accounts agree, although your appearance doesn't match him. Aono Tsukune, the Lord of Vampires."

The entire being seems to tremble and rumble, as she moves her fingers through the air. It's as if she were playing an invisible piano, orchestrating the movement of untold billions of beings, patterns emerging from the original chaos. You can feel ancient memories awakening from within. Tsukune had remained silent for a long time, his original conversation with you had drained the shard of his soul massively. After all, he was not a complete being, and but a shard of him had remained. However, you can feel your body almost automatically reacting, as the walls changed color, moving further apart. blobs of strange goo reached up from the ground, forming into solid objects, composed of structures of microscopic glue-like secretions from billions of creatures. Sections of the wall turned transparent, widening into square windows, as the floor turned a pastel, woodlike color. A red sky was revealed, a sea of blood. The structures in the room settled, forming chairs and desks. In a vastly surreal scenario, the very room you were in formed to the girl's will, as you realize the Genesis Devourer never was a single creature. It was completely composed of microorganisms, a structure composed of a combination of cells, each both individually capable, and perfectly cooperative. The greatest biological symbiotic system ever seen in the known multiverse, an ecosystem all on it's own, Set and calibrated by the mastermind who somehow orchestrated the entire thing.

"YES! Do you like it? Do you? It's pieced together from the remaining tissue that I was able to retrieve from a certain demonic peddler. The ergonamic structures had to be callibrated to approximate the materials, and I had to make a number of assumptions based on my limited knowledge of the planet and world, judging things by fragmented memories, but I think it turned out rather nicely!" The girl blabbered on, stating a number of scientific and occasionally completely nonsensical comparisons, obviously thoroughly impressed with herself. Before you, you find yourself in a classroom. It feels like home. At the desks sit students wearing green uniforms, eahc facing away from you. A strange girl with blue hair, and long black wings. A small child wearing an odd outfit, a pointed hat on her head. A variety of strange characters, and you can feel the remnants of memories stirring at the sight of them. This was the classroom where you had first met Tsukune. 

The girl chuckled, and you realized she'd stopped talking a little ago. She was looking you over with a critical eye, the look of a scientist examining some interesting specimen under controlled circumstances. Her hands were on her hips, as she raised an eyebrow at you. Then she promptly turned away, as she walked for the door. "The man I hired for an important job asked me to prepare this. You may have changed your appearance, Tsukune, but you were a fool to believe you could remain hidden forever. As for me, I'm just interested in seeing what happens." As she walks, every single figure in the room stands. Their faces were empty, devoid of noses or mouths. Slowly, red liquid started leaking down the sides of their faces, small holes opening in both their skin and clothing. Each stares you down without eyes, and you can clearly sense the billions of beings, formed together to create these humanoid structures.

Tap.... tap..... tap......

Three footsteps, slowly approaching. You're surrounded by enemies, and yet suddenly, they seem superficial. As if they weren't a threat, pointless decorations, all bark and no real bite. Every cell in your body screams at you, every primal instinct your mind possesses exploding with fear. The sound of footsteps in the hallway outside this room. Three soft taps, and already you realize your mind is clouding with fear. Something was coming. And whatever it was, was incredibly dangerous. And it was someone that Tsukune had known.