10 Mutation
POV MC
Everything was prepared, after a few hours of distillation the serum was ready and the liquid inside the vial was black and as thick as ink, it gives me panic just looking at it.
I had several ways to consume it: orally, intravenously or absorption through the pores, in a kind of hot bath, the last one although it seems the most comfortable in reality is like cooking alive and on the other hand the serum is highly corrosive so the oral route is discarded, preparing a syringe and inserting a vial of the liquid I begin to prepare myself mentally for the pain that will corrode me from the inside.
I tie my legs together with a rope and get a hard piece of leather rolled up so I can bite it and not tear out my tongue by accident, I feel more and more nervous but my resolution is immutable, I need the power, to be able to defend myself and even more important to defend my family, my important people...with that last thought and filling me with courage I stabbed my heart and poured all the contents of it without fear, then I felt for the first time that sometimes it was preferable to be dead rather than continue suffering such torture...
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POV Narrator
Deyn right now felt like his body was unraveling from the inside as if a fire was running through his veins, he was convulsing violently and every time he did it some of his muscles were tearing.
At home Ezreal was happily enjoying the Piltovian food served on his table as his parents, wealthy archaeologists, were getting the best food and care that money could buy, when they finished Ezreal was delighted to listen to the amazing stories of each of his beloved parents' adventures until he fell asleep with a smile on his lips.
Meanwhile, every orifice in Deyn's face was bleeding profusely, his veins were swollen and colored with a blackish hue that made it look like his veins carried the night itself.
He was pale, too pale to be considered healthy, his eyes burn and he felt like they were going to melt, the same thing was happening to his nervous system only it was being torn apart and rebuilt with each passing minute.
At "The Last Drop" the party was at its peak, everyone was laughing and drinking, all the people was happy and cheerful, Powder was opening her presents surrounded by her closest people with an adorable smile, even the usually serious Vander was happy at the peaceful atmosphere, Vi was next to her sister passing her the presents one by one for her to open them and even Mylo had the decency not to make any hurtful and stupid comments, Claggor on the other hand was eating happily while watching the scene, in synthesis everyone was happy, the moment came when Violet chose a small present with a bow on top of it, It was Deyn's, she passed it to Powder to open it, but before, she read the card that brought the gift which made her smile even more, when she opened it she found a monkey with cymbals in his hands, it wasn't the most beautiful gift, but she didn't like the "so" beautiful things to begin with, the gift was perfect for her she liked it so much that she decided to use it right then and there, winding it up the monkey started clapping, which amused the girl because of how funny it looked, she picked up the monkey and hugged it affectionately it was not clear if it was for the gift or for the author of it.
Deyn was in agony his skin was broken and cracked from these cracks blood was spilling to the ground forming a puddle around him, a normal person would have died several times by now but not him, he was very much alive at the moment although to be fair that was totally against his wishes, he would rather die than continue enduring this torture.
His skin was pale but not because of blood loss, the serum had made him mutate although this was neither the only change nor the most important one, also his hair had become darker like the plumage of a crow and his fangs grew in size giving him a look similar to those of a ferocious animal, his musculature and bony frame developed giving him chiseled muscles that the young man already had tenderly developed but now he already looked like a 14-year-old teenager even though he was only 10, the blue of his eyes had become more intense almost ethereal although right now they were blurred by the blood coming out of his tear ducts.
Every few seconds her body glowed a deep crimson color that seemed to make his pain more bearable or on the other hand made his torture longer as when it seemed he was about to take his last breath his magic gave him enough strength to continue, the veins that were visible to the naked eye such as those on his neck or wrists were black as night but glowed bright crimson every few seconds.
In a house in the lower levels of Piltover, where usually lives the Zaunites who left Zaun in search of a better life, a pink-haired girl dreams and fantasizes about a future where the two cities were one and much more prosperous together, she thinks and imagines about how she will achieve such a goal until that same night her mother advised her to do it through music as the girl had a prodigious voice, with a clear goal this girl would not give up until she sees the two cities prosper together.
After feeling his skin crack and his bones crumble one by one as well as his muscles broken and torn countless times, his whole body became stronger, much stronger and thanks to the fact that he still had an immature body these improvements would only multiply as he developed.
Slowly the pain stopped burning his nerves which also gained a few improvements in exchange for experiencing hell on earth: better reflexes, improved neural capacity, and monstrous receiver-ejector coordination, however, Deyn wasn't quite convinced that it had been worth so much suffering was it worth it? Completely, but right now he could think of nothing but pain.
As the minutes passed and tired of lying in a pool of his own blood he slowly got up dizzy and disoriented and crawled to one of the walls of the workshop where he lay down and could finally rest in peace, at least for the moment because today the apex of evolution had been born.
