Guyver Armor: KAP-2

In the afternoon, Tsubasa Kamino returned to his room at the small hotel. He locked the door behind him and drew the heavy curtains tightly shut, leaving not a single gap.

"Cap, get your armor up!"

A flash of light appeared, and the dark yellow KEP-2 instantly materialized.

He looked down at his outstretched left hand, where the azure high-frequency sword hummed as it unfolded at his right elbow, but remained motionless for a long time.

"Even though I'd already made the decision, I still hesitated at the last minute..."

Tsubasa Kanno stopped in her tracks, her chest heaving rapidly: "I guess I'm just an ordinary person after all!"

He suddenly took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the hesitation in his eyes had been replaced by determination.

"call--"

Without further hesitation, he tensed his arms and raised the high-frequency sword on his right elbow.

The blue light of the sword blade was particularly dazzling in the dim room. His gaze was fixed on his left wrist, and his arm swung down suddenly!

"laugh--!"

With a soft sound, the high-frequency vibrating blade sliced ​​into his wrist without any resistance, just like a hot knife cutting through butter, cleanly severing his left hand from the wrist!

"Ugh—" A sharp pain shot through his mind, and Tsubasa Kamino let out a suppressed cry of pain.

KEP-2's body curled up uncontrollably, trembling violently, and cold sweat instantly soaked through its entire body beneath its suit.

He clenched his teeth so hard they were grinding, and only when the darkness before his eyes gradually faded did his breathing finally calm down: "It really hurts... a hundred times more than I imagined."

It took Kanna Tsubasa a while to recover. He slowly straightened up, supporting himself on the floor, his gaze fixed on the ground.

The severed left hand landed on a metal tray on the ground, and the germ cells at the edge of the cut surface were wriggling slightly.

Thanks to the high temperature generated by the ultra-high frequency vibration of the blade, the amount of bleeding was far less than expected. Only a few drops of dark red blood seeped from the charred cut surface and were quickly absorbed by the wriggling progenitor cells.

Half-reclining on the single sofa, Tsubasa Kamino kept panting heavily until his left hand was fully regenerated.

He touched his smooth, new wrist, which was without any scars, as if it had never been cut off. Yet, where his fingertips touched, he still felt sharp, phantom pain.

"Self-harm... is something that not just anyone can do!" He shook his head with a bitter smile, his voice hoarse and weary.

After a short rest, Tsubasa Kamino roused himself and took out the high-energy compressed food he had prepared in advance from his backpack.

This was the spoils he got after shopping all morning; it was rich in protein and energy, just enough to meet the proliferation needs of proliferating organisms.

He forcefully tore open the packaging, scattering handfuls of brownish food crumbs onto the broken arm of the tray, and even poured two bottles of orange high-energy sports drinks over them.

"Sizzle—"

Upon contact with food, the cells of the proliferating organism instantly became active. At the cut surface of the severed arm, countless tiny granulation tissues began to wriggle and proliferate wildly, resembling a cluster of purplish-black worms intertwined and pulling each other.

The viscous cellular tissue continuously divides and reorganizes, emitting subtle sounds, and the food energy it encapsulates begins to expand rapidly.

Tsubasa Kanno's eyes narrowed, and he bent down to place the control metal on his forehead onto the proliferating cell tissue.

A cold, slippery, and nauseating sensation came over him, instantly establishing a mental connection—Kep's control metal was the commander of the bio-cells, and in direct contact, he could naturally gain control of this bio-organism.

"Concentrate, focus!"

He took a deep breath and forcibly interrupted the instinct to control the metal to fuse this mass of bio-cells into his own bio-armor. He began to clearly sketch out the form of the bio-armor in his mind.

A resolute will began to surge into the control metal like a tidal wave, suppressing the disorderly proliferation of the proliferating cells: "Command, proliferate to mimic Kapp's appearance!"

With the control of their thoughts, the peristalsis of the cells and tissues on the ground gradually became orderly, and the purplish-black biological tissues intertwined and began to rise upwards, gradually forming the outline of the torso and limbs.

The severed hand transformed into the core of the new body, with countless tiny fibrous tissues intertwining and forming the framework of bones and muscles. It then slowly hardened, forming the prototype of the bio-armor.

"I was right after all."

Cold sweat beaded on Tsubasa Kanno's forehead. He was exhausted from being so focused, but a glint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Controlling the metal allows the bio-armor to respond to the host's will. This kind of contact manipulation can completely dominate the growth direction of the bio-cells. As long as one's will is strong enough, one can suppress its phagocytic instinct."

He didn't stop, continuing to inject his mental energy into the mimic's neural center, forcibly guiding the cells to proliferate into special inducible tissue.

This was designed by him based on the mental link principle of the KAP armor, in order to better receive his telepathic commands.

Time passed second by second, and the only sounds in the room were the faint sounds of cell proliferation and the heavy breathing of Tsubasa Kamino.

"It's a success!"

An hour later, Tsubasa Kamino slowly got up and controlled the light shining on the metal to gradually dim.

Before them stood a humanoid creature covered in dark yellow armor, its height and build almost identical to that of the KAP-2, with the outline of its head and elbows clearly visible.

He walked around the mimic and nodded in satisfaction: "Hmm, except for the lack of control over the metallic sheen on the forehead and the scarlet eyes that exude a fierce aura, it's about 90% accurate."

But the next second, Kamino Tsubasa's expression changed slightly, and a strong sense of resistance suddenly came to his mind, mixed with a primal desire to devour and destroy.

This is the instinct of the bio-organism at work after it has broken free from the direct constraints of the controlling metal.

"It wasn't that easy after all."

He gritted his teeth, focused his mind again, and released a wave of thought through the implanted tissue to forcibly suppress the instinct. "Behave yourself!"

The mimic trembled slightly, but eventually calmed down.

Kamino Tsubasa breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the mental pressure surging through his mind: "Hmm, based on my current mental capacity, I feel like I can do one more."

But this time, he doesn't need to hurt himself anymore.

Tsubasa Kamino raised his hand, and the high-frequency sword gently sliced ​​off a piece of biological tissue the size of two fists from the mimic's shoulder.

The proliferating cells contained here should be enough to create another substitute.

He placed the tissue on a metal tray and repeated the previous steps: feeding it high-energy food, using control metal to guide its proliferation, shaping it, and implanting the induced tissue.

Another hour passed, and as the sun was about to set, two almost identical dark yellow humanoid creatures stood in front of Kamino Tsubasa.

Looking at them, Tsubasa Kamino pondered for a moment: "Hmm, the colors need to be adjusted again, otherwise the two KEP-2s will be too easy to spot."

He reactivated the control metal, guiding one of the mimic's cells to alter pigment expression.

The dark yellow surface gradually deepened, eventually turning into a deep green that was almost blue.

"That's it." He finally breathed a sigh of relief.