A year later, in August 2877, Melchior was studying his military forces. The Martian military strength had increased immensely as Melchior had ordered that all resources were to be redirected to the army. They would soon be ready for their trip to Earth to face the Terran Council and make them bow to their will. Melchior smiled. In his visions, there were so many beautiful places in the universe, planets that were ripe for Martian expansion. When he was done, he would not just be the ruler of the solar system but of the entire galaxy, and every intelligent living being would have to bow him and serve him.
Suddenly, Melchior fell to the ground with tremors and in immense pain. He had been too busy working on his plans to eat for several days, and now he could feel how the hunger was aching in his entire body. Since his possession by Rangda, Melchior had slowly been weaned off the usual human way of eating, and instead, Melchior had adopted the Xeno way of eating, i.e. biting chunks of meat off the bones of an alive victim. Eating this way, he could eat 10 kilos at once and stay full for days as meat digests slowly.
Using all his willpower, Melchior got up and studied his reflection in the mirror. His ashen grey thick reptile-like skin was cracking up everywhere, and he was bleeding from multiple wounds. He needed to eat straight away! He called his brother Dov:
- Dov, bring me a prisoner right now. I am starving.
Dov Dorevitch:
- Which prisoner? There are plenty to choose from.
Melchior Dorevitch:
- Just bring anyone.
A while later Dov had brought a female prisoner, imprisoned for abortion. Abortion was strictly forbidden under Melchior’s reign, not because he valued life, but because he was firmly against killing without eating. Thus, anyone was allowed to give birth to a baby and then eat it, but abortion being “unnatural” was forbidden under the laws of the cannibal emperor.
Melchior studied the woman and spoke:
- Ah, delicious. What crime did she commit?
Dov:
- She had an abortion and wasted the meat.
Melchior:
- Heinous! Well at least her end will serve a useful purpose.
Melchior jumped the woman and tore pieces of flesh from her with his sharpened teeth. Dov who knew what was going to happen had gagged her to stop her from screaming in agony, as he couldn’t stand hearing the screams of the murder victims. Instead, Dov left; being well aware that half an hour later his brother would lie lazily on his couch like a lion after a big meal.
Half an hour later Dov came back, and he spoke to Melchior:
- What is happening to you, brother? You hardly look human anymore.
Melchior:
- So, my experiment is working? Thank you.
Dov:
- Your experiment? What have you done?
Melchior:
- Rangda gave me a Xeno DNA sequence in a vision. She said that I can be immensely powerful if I become a human-Xeno cross like she is a Zetan-Xeno hybrid.
Dov:
- But when would you have done this? You can’t change your DNA when you are awake? You can only do it when you are cryogenically frozen.
Melchior:
- That was what my doctor said. He said that the pain from such as procedure would be unbearably painful and kill any human from the sheer shock.
- And he was telling the truth, as I found out when I tested the procedure on him!
- But then I realised something. That my doctor was just a mere human, a weakling not destined for greatness, while I am destined to rule the galaxy.
- So, I did the experiment on myself. And it works. I am in immense pain every day, but instead of running from the pain, I embrace it, and it gives me strength, and it gives me resolve.
Dov:
- So, you turned yourself into a man-eating monster in constant pain, for what? Power? You are already the mightiest person in the solar system.
Melchior:
- Your small-mindedness annoys me! Yes, I was powerful, but I was still just a man. A bullet through my brain could end me at any time, and if nothing else, time would take its toll.
- Now I am something more. I am a hybrid of the most powerful races of the galaxy, and when I am united with my queen, we will rule everyone!
Dov:
- About that. There is a critical problem affecting our military build-up. Ecological destruction of Mars is destroying our harvests. We will starve in a couple of months.
Melchior:
- Well then. We better cull the population, so we have fewer mouths to feed. Our soldiers shall kill and eat the leeches in our society.
Dov:
- Hmm. Most of our soldiers follow us out of fear. I suspect that forcing them to cannibalism will push them through their breaking points.
Melchior:
- Bloody weaklings! But you’re right Dov. We need to move now. Prepare my fleet for departure to Earth. I’ll bring most of the army there. You’ll stay behind and rule Mars in my place.
Dov:
- But brother, we are not ready with our military build-up. We cannot conquer Earth now.
Melchior:
- I know. But I will give them an offer they cannot refuse.
After that Dov left the room to carry out Melchior’s orders and prepare everyone for departure.