"What is this... trash?"
The music echoing through the abyss was indeed filled with an intensely uncomfortable, bizarre epic quality,
but the "Perfect William" hovering a hundred meters in the air, reshaped with the Video Tape as its core, left everyone dumbfounded.
The reason everyone stared in shock wasn't because William's form was particularly spectacular and powerful, bizarre, or terrifying.
It was because it fell far below expectations—so far that it could even be called trash.
Indeed,
the formation of this flesh matched William's earlier description of "cancer."
All the cells were no longer bound by the so-called "rules." There were no longer any internal organs, nor any division of functions such as digestion, respiration, or circulation. Even the boundary between flesh and bone had been erased.
Everything had returned to the most primitive stage of unicellular organisms—the most primitive form.
Countless William Cells clung together and competed with one another, fighting to seize each other's energy. They were utterly selfish, doing whatever it took to ensure they had enough energy to divide and live forever.
The differences between each cell were minimal, and their strength was nearly identical. They fought each other to the death.
This directly caused the "Perfect William" forming in the air to become completely inhuman. It looked like a mass of Rotting Flesh filled with "internal strife."
The body had not even fully formed before it reached the critical point of mutual conflict.
Ruben did not need to act at all. The "Perfect William" had already begun to decay, and even the head that had only just formed began to disintegrate, once again exposing the Video Tape core within.
Ruben looked at everything before him in confusion. "What is this guy doing? Is this his first time producing this form, with the previous completion only