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The swordsman who is lost in the mist

Kaligo Swordsmen, student high school, happily came back from class, he had nowhere to rush, because the family and friends he has no... The purse was seen in few shabby notes, which is barely enough, at least for a week. -Oh, money problem, can I also join the Legion of Protection, they say there's good pay for killing various creatures from the "other side." Just a month ago, the world was calm and orderly, but with the appearance of these interspatial rifts, the Earth was filled with creatures of all sorts. Japan is one of the very first countries that was attacked, then the whole world was drowned in blood. Armed conflicts between countries were stopped for the sake of saving the world. Russia is the first who let the first blood of monsters, courage or madness, the world did not know with what fury the Russians can destroy all evil spirits, under the impression of this brutal struggle, other countries founded the Legion of Protection, withstood the first wave, the world united. However, internal unrest still continued. *rustle* Kaligo's train of thought was cut short by the noise from the alley, and the next moment Kaligo saw the knife sticking out of his chest, looking at the thick, dark blood. that dripping big drops, he lost consciousness... - No. this can't be the end... Darkness, and suddenly a rift, a guy of 16-18 years old came out of it, his eyes spewed light similar to the sun, which did not give him a special opportunity to examine it. "Who are you?" What's happening? Kaligo was very frightened, his voice was trembling, and he was as pale as chalk. "I am Mortis Messorim, the ultimate being who can grant you life in return for..." ?? "That's how quickly, though, you'll be my friend's protection for life." Would you like to sign a contract ?Mortis handed him something that looked like a root. Squeeze it if you agree. Kaligo reached out and squeezed the root, the small appendages biting into his body. Feeling a great pain, Kaligo fell back into the abyss...

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The help of an unknown or tentacles?

The day when Kaligo was almost killed by a tramp, he decided to appear in the form of deja vu, although now, instead of a knife wound in his chest, his stomach gaped with burgundy, torn to shreds and with his insides thrown out, a hole into which you could stuff an American football ball.

The monitors did not show the slightest sign of a quiet struggle for the possibility of existence.

Doctors have already despaired and lost hope of saving his life.

– 23:00, he left us, turn off the life support devices.

– Doctor, but still if we…

– Disconnect — The man who was most likely the most important in the operating room, with angry despair, whispered through his teeth.

Soon the machines were turned off, and a group of doctors who had lost in this battle, bowed their heads, left the operating room.

As soon as the door slammed shut, the thing that had been in Kaligo's chest all the time showed signs of life.

He had to detach himself from Caligo's body.

Ekutem was exhausted, and looked like dried grapes.

– Who, who, but what's their name there, and yes, but I haven't been a surgeon yet.

Kaligo, hold on to your body now, no, I'll patch up our body and everything will be fine.

These doctors do not know that I supported your heart, though I did not work like a pump, with jerks, it is quite natural that they did not see your pulse on the screens.

Now that no one is bothering me anymore, I will perform the operation myself.

Great, Kaligo we have a great chop here, we'll have to transplant, there should have been organs somewhere.–Ekyutem looked around, but did not find what he needed so much.

Did the doctors take it away.

Okay, Kaligo, it's okay, we'll grow you new organs instead of the destroyed ones.

Ekutem screwed a pair of his tentacles into the Caligo, cut them off and quickly sewed up the wound.

– It's unlikely, my friend, they will grow overnight, but it's enough so that you don't throw off your hooves.

And I think I'm a little tired.

Ekyutem barely had time to return to Kaligo's chest, as fatigue took over him...