"My name is Serima Amourus, the Demon Lord."

"Ookaaaaay. Mind explaining to me... HOW THE FUCK YOU TURNED THE DISTUBING AND TERRIFYING CRAZY ALIEN BITCHES INTO SEXY CRAZY ALIEN BITCHES?!"

"It's the natural energy we monster girls produce. It originated from me, and it change them form the blood thirsty beasts to... loving monster women."

"And does this affect humans?"

"Yes. It changes any woman into a monster girl, while it fills a man with energy to turn him into an incubus, which doesn't really change them, despite giving them longer lives and heightened... other things."

"I see. So it's forced, in a way."

The Demon Lord nods.

"And there's still the problem on having male children."

"What? So you mean, you can travel male children?! Then don't keep on expanding! Sooner or later, they'll be no more available humans, and your entire society will implode and everything will fall into chaos, then mass extinction! Focus more on researching how to have male children, than keep on hunting down the dwindling numbers of humans."

     Jeri growls before climbing up the walls and exiting through the skylight. He crawls along the roof, before sitting down and looking over the Demon State. He hisses and rubs his chest. He knew there was nothing there except wires, metal and batteries. He sighs, before pulling out a cigar and lighting it.

"I hate this world already."

He heard a hiss behind him. He turns and sees another Xenomorph drone. Black hair drapes over her tan skin as she spreads bat like wings.

"So you're one of those variants. You came form some sort of bird or bat, right?"

She nods, before coming closer. Her bat like wings fold up against her arms, and she sits down.

"So. What's up?"

"The Queen wanted me to find out what you're like. I'm more a scout like Xenomorph, and I'm very special according to mother. A host is the creature we call mother, while the Queen is called the Grand Mother. So what's it like, not having the Queen in your head?"

"I can have my own private thoughts. I don't have to have someone screaming in my brain twenty four seven. It's nice."

"And being synth?"

"..."

"I'm sorry if that's too private."

"No. It's fine. I guess I wasn't treated to bad, back wi the humans at the station. But I hate the command of not being able to kill my creator, no matter how corrupt and selfish he was. And besides, I got those good humans out of danger. But I was damaged in the process. I was shutting down when I found that bastard, and smoked one of his deadly virus cigars. Something here fixed and reactivated me. Probably that mana."

He sighs, before blowing another puff of smoke. The flying Xenomorph wrinkles her nose before waving it away.

"But I've always been alone. For a long time, I've always wanted to find my progenitor, my predecessor, Norbert. He and I are the only ones of our kind."

He looks at his left hand, listening to the giant mechanical whir.

"And it seems like it'll stay that way. That's why I lash out at you. You have family. I... have nothing."

Jeri glances back at her, his robotic eyes glowing gently as the sun sets.

"So tell me, how does your species copulate now?"

"Well the face huggers are still creepy spider things. But instead of implanting an embryo inside, the Facehugger release a black liquid into the host. This liquid travels through the body until it reaches the uterus through many different ways. It then collects and forms an embryo."

"I see. Then natural birth follows?"

"Yes. It takes in the DNA of the woman, and it determines what it becomes. Since there are many different monster girls, some Xenomorphs are born with some immunities to our greatest weaknesses."

"Extreme temperatures, right?"

"Yes. These are highly celebrated. I'm not actually being from a bat or harpy monster girl. I was birthed from a Wyvern, so I have a minor fire immunity."

"Cool. I'm probably the weakest Xenomorph. I have all the weaknesses of both Xenomorph and synth, and I'm not really built for battle, so my frame is weaker than it could be."

"I see. Well, the Queen is calling me again. I should head back."

"Wait! Before you go, what's your name?"

"My name? It's Sava."

"I see. Well, see you soon Sava."

"You too... Jeri."

She spreads her wings and flies off. Jeri smiles and stretches.

"Maybe they weren't as bad as it thought they were. Maybe. Just maybe."

Jeri smiles, not realizing that the mamono mana has done something else to his cyborg body, that would help his future harem.