Real-Rpg. System of the Eminence. Metamorph!

The translation was made using a neural network from the Russian language.

Retreat. Somewhere above

The creature, whose age begins to count almost from the moment our world was created, was worried for the first time in many thousands and even millions of years, as it began to approach the countdown to that cherished line when it could finally fulfill its promise and return home! And for a few moments now it is divided by this cherished moment. A little more, and it will hear! Hear the last desire in the world beneath it! And here IT is!!! The creature trembled and after a couple of seconds, having fulfilled what was desired, disappeared in a bright flash... It did not know that after his disappearance in his place, another omnipotent creature would come. And in a couple of years, because of his actions, a great shock will come to this world, which put him on the verge of destruction.

It all started when I was eighteen years old. If then someone told me what would happen to me and the whole world in two years... I would laugh in his face and be completely right at the time. But let's go in order. On my birthday, I just went through an interesting online game and killed the Temple Guards when I was called to the festive table. For me to make a wish. Well, how do everyone think it is? There were eighteen candles lit on the festive cake, and all the guests waited for me to set them. But at that moment I thought about what I wanted most for my birthday. And since I like to read, no, not even so - I REALLY like to READ! - basically, true, fantasy and science fiction, it's easy to guess what I could learn at that moment...

In general, having sighed deeply, he blew all eighteen candles at once and... No, I did not cut the cake, but immediately lost consciousness. The last thought, as I later remembered, was my desire.

- I want to become... - and all, further consciousness died.

I regained consciousness, oddly enough, not on a glove in the forest, and not from unpleasant surprises in the form of a animal living in it, but woke up, apparently, in a room with a white ceiling and a fly sitting on my nose. He tried to shake her hand, but could not, since something prevented the hand from moving. Looking at what was interfering with me, I saw that needles were stuck in the veins of my right and left hands with tubes coming from them, which stretched to the stand with bags hanging on it, filled with turbid liquid. Looks like with saline, I decided. So the knowledge gained from Doctor House came in handy! Having carefully looked at his hands, he was horrified by the look that opened to me - my hands looked like skin-tight skeletal bones! Throwing a look at the mirror I noticed in the corner of the chamber above the washbasin, I saw some dystrophy patient at the last stage. With pronounced bewilderment and horror on his face, he tried to calm down and start breathing slowly, which I managed to do with great difficulty. Having crawled for a couple of tens of minutes and recovered a little, he tried to get up carefully, and somehow, with matyugs and crouching like an old grandfather, he was able to sit in bed. Noticing the red button in the corner, briefly thinking pressed it, deciding that it was a nurse's call, and, as it turned out later, I was right. But I had to wait until she came, about twenty minutes, wondering about this attitude towards patients. I tried to ask a question to a pretty girl of twenty years old who was entering the ward, with chestnut hair to the middle of her back, who stared at me in response with frightened eyes and ran out into the corridor, from where the distant top of the heels immediately heard. Less than two minutes after that, as a breathing doctor ran into my room, with a good beer belly, and, not a word, immediately went to the drips and, apparently, noticed something in them, turned to me and asked:

Why did you wake up, young man? Who will now pay for my son's training at the institute? - he stared at me, as an enemy of the people.

- Well, I'm sorry that I woke up, I didn't specially, it so happened - fucking from such presentation, somehow I could answer. When talking to, apparently, the mentally retarded had to immediately agree with everything that he carried in order to avoid an inadequate and dangerous reaction for me.

- Yes I joked, young man, calm down - having sighed hard, he extended a hand towards the nurse, where she immediately put my, apparently, medical card. I realized this because he began to read out the following:

- Savikov Nikolai Sergeevich, nineteen years old, entered a year ago in a state of coma, in which he was unchanged to date. Born and lives in the city of Moscow... So, parents … Everything is right?

- Yes, right, - somehow managed to scream with the missing somewhere voice. From such news, the roof almost moved! For a year to lie in a useless piece of meat... I hope I'm not the nurse!

Doctor, what caused me to fall into a coma? The last thing I remember was my birthday, when I blew candles, and that's all, nothing else, "I asked confusingly.

"Yes, it is, on May 14 at 21:00 you were taken to the nearest hospital, after which you were transported here, and now you woke up... How do you feel, something hurts? - he asked.

Having listened to myself, I was surprised to understand that nothing hurts and even vice versa, energy and thirst for action boil in me. And HUNGER rages in me! I really wanted to eat, which I voiced to the doctor. I looked at the nurse again, suddenly the eyes cut with pain. After a few seconds of burning eyes, when my eyesight was clear, I saw her - a nurse - in Eve's costume and puffed out her eyes in surprise, which confused her great, as she dawned, it is not clear why, and ran out of the room.

"Don't embarrass my employees, young man," the doctor said.

- And why she ran out? - I tried to play a fool, mentally scrolling the situation with the miscarriages of my vision.

- Well, if a mummy with pronounced black eyes and a stripping look stared at me so much - I too would run out of the chamber.

- M-yes... - only I was able to say without resenting the "mummy," since I had no habit of resenting the truth.

What's the matter with me, Doctor? How's my condition? When will my relatives be informed that I woke up? - began to ask him pressing questions for me.

"Your condition is surprisingly normal, I would even say excellent, which is very strange... But yes, and this does not happen in the world, "he told me after he looked at my pupils with some kind of instrument, measured his pulse and listened to a heart knock.

"And we will inform your parents now. He yelled in the hallway.

- Yes, Victor Palych? - heard from there.

- Inform the patient's parents that he is awake.

- Yes, Victor Palych, now I will call! - and again there was a basement of heels.

- Well, young man, you rest and gain strength, and for now I will go on business.

"Yes, of course," after closing the door of the ward, the doctor left and left me alone with my thoughts.

So, what do we have? And we have little good - a whole year fell through here, but only entered the institute and finished the first year. From the positive only that my about one hundred kilograms of weight went into oblivion, and, according to the first impression and my own feelings, I will now hang God forbid seventy kilos! Another strange thing happened to my vision. If this "X-ray" vision is not temporary, then this opens up good opportunities in various activities. Not to mention the banal "peeping" for the girls, I smiled mentally.

Just forty minutes later, joyful relatives ran into my room. Well, what to tell about this meeting, there were tears of happiness, encouraging careful patting on the shoulder, and they left only a few hours later, and then at the insistence of the doctor, promising to come in tomorrow and celebrate my recovery in a normal way. It was nice to be so worried about me. And I forgot to sleep without dreams.

I failed in the hospital, oddly enough, a little time, very quickly recovering and literally building up meat on myself. At first, of course, I ate a little so as not to die from such a long hunger strike, but after three days I was able to eat normally - the hotels were carried through the hospital guard from the maman, who could not see that her "puffin" had become a "thin suslik," and told me that everything should be returned back as before. All this time he tried to find some more changes in himself, but he could not find anything except, as I called him "Kent's Look." He trained first to look through his hand, after which he turned to the opportunity to look through the door, walls with a fantastic Eagle's vision discovered, I could not call him differently. I was able to watch TV a few floors below, since there was no one in my room, not the VIP chamber, what else to say. Hearing and all the other senses also improved, and since I really liked reading science fiction and fantasy, I realized that there was some kind of shift in my body, perhaps even a mutation, but I did not really bother about it, because I did not really understand what I could do in this regard. And I definitely did not want to go under the knife of some scientist, for research into what happened to me, since the understanding that they would take me apart there, if they did not kill me in the process of research, I had.

They discharged me after two weeks, and the weight in me at the moment was already about eighty kilos, and, as I could observe, by no means fat! The first place I went right away was macdack! After all, it was there that there was a very calorie, albeit harmful food, and recently I REALLY want to eat, perhaps this is due to changes in my body. I drove to the nearest fast food and ordered two Big Teasti, two Big Mac, three cheeseburgers, a cocktail, a pie, potatoes, sauces and so on, taking the order with me. I drove to home, and I live already separately from my parents, which in our time is a rare occurrence at this age. Everything was cleaned up in the apartment, and not so long ago, which was just wonderful, since I definitely did not want to clean up. Quickly eating, swallowing part of the food brought, it was, as always, quite tasty. After I turned on the computer and paid for the Internet through a mobile, after I climbed socials and new online games that came out while I was in a coma. But something did not get any more pleasure from this pastime, when he could play online games for days, scoring for study, healthy food and sleep. After, literally an hour of climbing the network and checking the pages of his favorite authors, he gladly read the sequels and even some new books.

Is that another plus from my coma? When I began to read the third book on the account, I realized that I had found another feature of my body, or even more likely reason. I read quickly, not so, I read VERY quickly, literally "burning" the amount of information that was before my eyes. Previously, I would spend five to six hours of continuous reading on such a volume of text, and now it took literally ten minutes! Which I did not really like, since the art book must be enjoyed and experienced all the moments with the heroes, and so it turned out very quickly, and you do not have time to feel the meaning invested by the author in your creation. But nothing can be done, trying to read more slowly, only achieved that every byte or page of information read, literally impressed me in consciousness. And I could literally and literally retell everything. So a good way was formed for a quick study of anything, at least as regards the theoretical part of the subject or profession being studied. It was a very good bonus, as to me, although it is a pity that to receive it, I had to lie in a coma for more than a year. In the middle of the seventh book, he himself did not notice how he passed out.

Oddly enough, I woke up just a few hours after I cut off, judging by the hours on the wall, and I felt perfectly rested and slept. I was literally overwhelmed with energy, which has not happened before... More precisely, it happened, but rarely... Caught himself wild, as for the past himself, wanting to squeeze! Which he immediately performed. After fifty times it became difficult, but even that was incredible, because before I could not squeeze out correctly even ten times, and now - what am I doing, and what will happen next? Thinking, I realized that I really want to know this and finally start living?..

In general, having a snack on what remained of yesterday's meal, he dressed and went to wander around the city, the good was the height of summer somehow, or rather, the middle of June. Leaving the entrance, he sighed full of breasts and exhaled satisfactorily. Near our area there was a small forest park and the air almost always delighted with pleasant cool and relative freshness, as much as was possible in our time. Walking along a well-groomed "forest" path, he caught himself thinking that I could not go calmly and wanted to splash out, burrowing energy in me! Internally gathered with spirit, ran... At first, slowly but gradually accelerating everything and accelerating the pace. Focusing only on running, he ran until he felt mild fatigue, stopped and, a little break, went further in a calm step, enjoying forest cool and singing birds. When he was walking, he tried to use his new capabilities, then strengthening his hearing, then his vision, and even at some point he drew his eyes so close that he stumbled on the protruding root of the oak tree, which crossed the path, and fell, putting his hands forward. Constraining himself thereby a little hand in the blood, cursing, stood up and at the moment when he decided whether to continue the walk or enough for today, he felt scabies in the area of ​ ​ the hands. Having lowered his eyes on his palm, he saw the wounds disappear, and soon a young skin appeared in their place, only slightly lighter than the one around her. It seems that I am becoming like Wolverine, and although he does not smoke nervously on the sidelines, I think he may already be worried to start looking in my direction. Hekh …

Okay, stop fooling around, I decided, and I went towards the house. It was necessary to decide what to do and how to live on. On the way I went to the store and bought juice, cheese and bread for sandwiches. Leaving the store, he complained to himself that in our area it was always dark at least an eye poking out. And from nine o'clock in the evening it was a complete torment for people with vision problems to walk on it. Previously, I was one of these, and only thought about it, as it flashed in my eyes and I saw everything in a different light, or rather, everything became visible around, as at dawn. And in addition to this, as if it were not enough, he saw some strange spots on the periphery of vision. By paying attention to them, I realized that these are vague figures of people inside the building. Somehow I saw a bored guard behind the wall of the store, who at that moment was looking into the surveillance camera.

I was slightly worried that my eyes could change their appearance, as they often write in different books, and I did not have the desire to go scaring people with red eyes. Approaching the nearest car, in the manner of a blonde, he looked into the side mirror and saw his ordinary eyes, which did not change their color. Unless there was a little more extended pupil than usual, it calmed me down. Apparently, this is not a change in the body, but something related to internal energy or something like that. In general, having reached the apartment, I went home. The light did not turn on, why would I need it now? Turned on the computer and plunged into the expanses of the Internet. For a couple of hours I climbed through all sorts of forums where paranormal phenomena and mutations of the body were discussed, but did not find anything similar to my case. Then he began to look in topics where changes in the energy of the body were discussed, and again found almost nothing similar, only one reference to one of the topics where the author suggested that in order to develop the energy qualities and properties of the body it was necessary to engage in martial arts or some kind of sports on a professional basis. Interested, followed the link and got to the site of the martial arts section, which was in my city. So, what we have here: boxing, karate, sambo... Not interestingly! Next: kung fu, wushu, yoga?! And the last link in the recommendations is aikido. This is already interesting. Having entered the aikido site, I climbed its expanses and decided to go to the first free training tomorrow. And to see what will turn out of this, especially since aikido is more likely not attacking, but counterattacking martial art, especially at first. Which I needed, since, not knowing all the features of my body, I could well hurt someone or suffer myself without calculating the force of the blow. I forgot to mention that I became stronger than myself of the past by about three times, according to feelings, and, I think, everything will not end there. The first training in the section began tomorrow at eight in the morning, and while there is time, I will read and enlighten about all the features of aikido that I can find on the network. Well, what to say here, in about seven hours I read almost everything that I could find on the Internet. I also watched a lot of videos on the techniques used in it... I looked, by the way, first at normal speed, and then accelerated everything and accelerated the playback of the video, and achieved the fact that I viewed the twenty-minute video in two minutes, perfectly understanding what was happening in it. After trying to accelerate further, I realized that while my limit is ten times the acceleration, at least for the moment.

Having thrown a look at the clock, I realized that if I want to catch my first training session, then it's time to leave. He took his old sports suit with him, since it was written on the site that you need to come in sportswear that does not hesitate to move. Closing the door of the apartment behind him, he headed down the stairs, for his first training.