Prologue

Prologue

November 7, 2021.

Location: Unknown

Clear skies, sunshine illuminating already bare trees, mud and slush everywhere after rain, scattered leaves, and I stand in this forest, looking around.

"Gorgeous, just gorgeous, I'm lost," I hissed under my breath with irritation.

After all, I somehow managed to get lost in the woods. Although I didn't notice any topographical cretinism in myself.

Today is Sunday, the holidays, I decided to breathe fresh air from all the past tests, so I went to breathe fresh air in the nearest forest. But when I went too deep into myself, I thought about my future, about existence, and I got lost in time.

I came to my senses when I left the path and went deep into the forest. And now, I'm standing in a deserted forest and I want to go to the toilet. It's good that at least it's small, not big.

My bladder saved me, because I could have gone even deeper and finally lost.

(Crunch) There was a crunch from the side and I flinched a little. So, just not to yourself off because of a squirrel or some hedgehog.

Turning to the source of the sound, I didn't notice anyone or anything. The birds are still singing, the sun is shining, the clouds are floating and I am in the middle of a fairly dense forest. One is alone.

Probably a squirrel or some other animal. I quickly came up with an idea and began to scan the area to find some sign that would help me find my way home.

The north is there, and I am going south, quickly deciding on my location, and wandered back home. But I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching me. And the bladder presses and irritates me more and more.

Still, having come to the idea that I was still stomping for a long time, and I wanted to piss badly, I began to look for a bush on which I could pee, but in such a way that I could not be seen. If it was at that moment that the same person was walking in the woods and saw me, it would be a little embarrassing.

I just walked a suitable bush a couple of dozen meters ago.

I turned around and walked back.

I went out at 9 a.m., looking at the sun, and it was about two or three o'clock. Figase I breathed called. And hunger is also clearly felt. It's been a long time since I've gone into myself like this. Or rather, I don't even remember that. Usually I have more or less control over myself, but today I feel like I'm in a trance.

When I finally reached the bushes, I began to unbuckle my belt and take out...

While my hands were busy, I involuntarily began to remember everything I knew about this forest.

An unnamed forest. I mean, the forest is like a forest, no one even gave it a name, but among the grandmothers on the benches, near my entrance, I heard that a person disappeared here a few years ago. And... That's pretty much it. I don't know anything else about him. Somehow I wasn't interested in city bikes, I was busy.

When I didn't think about it, I realized that I didn't know much about him, and I had never been interested in it, I just heard something with one ear.

- "Uhhh... A little more and I wouldn't have been able to stand it," I said with relief in my thoughts, relaxing and starting to piss in the bushes.

It was close, if only a couple of seconds would have been in trouble. And I didn't take spare clothes with me.

And as soon as I relaxed, the...

Suddenly, the bushes began to move and a man with an axe ran out of them, cursing, he wiped his eyes from my urine and waved the axe.

Mentally stopping the golden rain, I quickly jumped away from a rather tall and pumped-up kingpin with lush hair, who almost stabbed me with his axe. It's a good thing he was blind and all his swings went nowhere. I...

I moved five meters to the side and watched his actions. He had already stopped swinging the axe, as he realized that it was useless and, still cursing, began to wipe his eyes from my urine. Regaining his ability to see, he began to look around and quickly spotted me.

"Man, you're not one of those to peek like a guy pissing, are you?" Or are you still a pervert and love to be pissed on? "And I stood there with the same calmness and waited for him to come to his senses.

Although I was a little confused, I quickly came to my senses, comparing the facts, strange sounds and the fact that this man was watching me, I decided not to run away, but to make him lose his temper. If he loses the ability to think rationally, he will make more mistakes and miss without really aiming, which will increase my chances of survival.

All of this flashed through my mind in just a second, as well as...

I don't know what came over me now, but I really wanted to troll him. Well, it's just that I don't communicate with anyone quite often, and here the maniac just turned up. How can you resist this temptation? For a person who communicates once a week, this is a very strong temptation. Moreover, it is not often that people show their curiosity to me, and even more so the maniacs with axes who pounce on me.

Yes I know. Absolutely any person would have shied in this situation and would have run as fast as he could anywhere, but only away from the man with the axe, but I... You can't understand psychos. Even I don't understand myself sometimes.

Quickly getting angry, he didn't say anything, because he was screaming, and rushed at me with his axe. Did what I piss on his face really make this faggot-pervert maniac so angry? It seemed, why would that...

Silently, with a slight movement of my left hand, I lift my hose and... I continue to piss, aiming for his eyes.

Yes, I didn't hide my weapon because I didn't sleep enough because of it. And the samurai will not lower his sword until the deed is done!

He quickly covered his eyes with his free hand, but by doing so he lost sight of me, quickly going to the side, tripping him up. The maniac falls on his stomach, and I continue to piss on the lying maniac.

- Yes, I'm a tebbr... Kha! Kha! Ugh! Still, he spoke, felt warmth on his back, neck, back of the neck, a little on his arm and leg. Turning to me, I saw enraged eyes full of anger and madness that wanted to burn me on the spot. The maniac managed to say a few words, but he was quickly interrupted by urine, which rushed directly into his mouth. The faggot, choking on my golden nectar and coughing, trying to spit my golden rain out of his filthy mouth.

And my urine is quite concentrated, since I haven't slept since the morning, so he lost the ability to see for a while.

He had long ago cursed the axe and was desperately trying to defend himself from my "pistol" with both hands. Shielding himself with one hand from the incessant golden stream, he closed his mouth with the other and coughed into it.

(Letter) (letter) (letter...) The last drops came out and completely ruined his red lush hair.

Phew, I immediately felt better and butterflies began to flutter in my stomach. I did accumulate a lot during those hours, but it was a plus because I was able to piss on my opponent for longer. If it weren't for that, there would be trouble. Returning the empty weapon to the warmth, I fastened my fly and began to adjust my belt.

He was about to get up, but I quickly kicked him with my left foot, aiming for his chin, but hit his forearm, which he quickly extended to protect his head. Thankfully, I've done my job and he's lying on the ground again and trying to get up. And he's very angry, very angry. Although, I repeat, why would that be?

It's his own fault that he was following me all this time and that he decided to hide in those bushes.

If this kingpin attacked some schoolboy, he would not even be able to fight back. What's more, most adults wouldn't be able to fight back or run away. I... I was far from being a jerk. After all, I've been going to the rocking chair for more than a year. I went to different martial arts classes. Yes, I know a lot of techniques, although I haven't brought anything to the level of a master, but sparring with various martial arts schools has given me a very rich experience. Thanks to him, I was not confused and was able to stay calm.

I ate right (most often not right). I weigh a little more than a hundredweight, and my height of eighty meters with a tail allowed me to pile on it even with my bare hands, but...

I realized that I felt too sorry for him to punch him and that he was covered in my urine had nothing to do with it, so I decided to take the axe lying next to me. Quietly, slowly, I approach the axe and pick it up from the ground. It's a good thing that the hatchet is clean and not in my urine, like that poor lying maniac who cradles his hand where my blow fell. And now I even feel sorry for him. A little.

"I'm going to kill you!" You're not going to get away with simple torture, I'm going to slowly rip me off—" He began to describe in detail what he would do to me when he caught me. Oops, he still had the strength to get up. He also pulled out a hunting knife from somewhere. You know, I don't really feel sorry for him in the slightest. Maybe I should drink some more water to cool his ardor?

He would have described for a long time what he would do to me, because his axe in my hand prevents him from carrying out what he said. So this sucked and humiliated man is trying to intimidate me with his words. But I quickly got tired of it and returned the axe to him with all my might. I aimed at his right hand, where he was holding a knife, but missed a little bit and hit the skull. It was an instant death... Oops, I did it by accident. Honestly and honestly! Chm...

His face was filled with disbelief and shock, for he had not expected to die here and under such circumstances. His reddened eyes from my urine lost all signs of life and he began to fall backwards.

I would have thought that he was not a maniac, but an ordinary man who went out to get firewood in the forest, but... But when I looked closer, I saw a necklace around his neck made of human right thumbs, saying that he is far from being a kind, ordinary and harmless person, but a maniac. He's a killer in general.

I don't know why he put it on, but apparently he was sure that no one would notice him.

However, I wasn't that far away from him either. After all, as a wise man once said: by killing a murderer, we will not change the number of murderers in the world... Although, it's debatable, because I can kill two, three, ten, a hundred, a thousand murderers...

I rummaged through his trouser and jacket pockets and found nothing of interest. No wallet, no driver's license, or anything. Emptily.

Hmm... Hnnnnnmm... I killed a man, but I don't feel any regret or sympathy for him. Conscience is also silent. Even though he was the scum of society. And he wasn't worthy of life. He may have killed people, tortured people, raped people, but he was still human. As alive as I am.

Turning my back to the corpse, I began to walk back and forth and dig into myself.

Although I was ready to kill a man someday, I was not ready for it. Moreover, it happened so unexpectedly and suddenly that it completely unsettled me.

I'm confused...

Why... Why did it happen so easily and why do I give a shit about him at all? And?!

I've read different books, talked to some people who have seen other people die. And almost all of them said it was terrible and scary! That they were very nauseous and could not come to their senses for a long time. But why don't I feel anything!

In general, having once again come to the conclusion that I am just crazy, I put a bold end to my thoughts.

I didn't take pleasure in killing a person. So don't be afraid that I'm going to do a little massacre at school or whatever. But I liked to make fun of him, in front of the one who killed...

Deciding to take one last look at the corpse of the maniac's grief, I turned around and... I was a little surprised. Faggot, staggering, began to get up slowly.

Let me remind you that he still had his axe sticking out of his head! And he definitely didn't have a pulse! I've checked!

- (Whoa) - I took a deep breath in and out, watching the living corpse get to his feet and, staggering, immediately rush at me!

A calm step to the side and a tripping for the living dead.

Bottom line: he's lying around, and I'm standing on the sidelines and quietly gasping... I am amazed at this anomaly.

Without giving him time to get up, I approach him and step on his back with force, pressing him with all my weight to the ground. I bent down and grabbed the wooden handle of the axe that was still sticking out of his skull. I jerk it sharply and pull it out.

The "corpse" is still alive and floundering under my foot.

Interesting... Literally three minutes had passed since his unfortunate and completely accidental death, plus or minus a minute, since he had risen from the dead.

I lifted my leg from his massive back, and he had just lifted himself up a little before I hit him the back again with my right foot. And I heard a distinct crunch under my foot.

Even after breaking his spine, and it was he who cracked, the dead man still tried to get up. Yes, I am very strong.

Determined to end his suffering, I tightened my grip on the axe with both hands. A sharp swing upwards and then downwards and it pierces the head of this unfortunate creature with incredible force. The blade of the axe went so deep that I had to step on my head and pull the axe with all my strength to pull it out.

It seems that in order to kill a dead man, it is not enough to superficially damage the brain. It must be completely destroyed.

"But now, after all this, you're definitely not going to get up," I said, sticking my axe into the ground and starting to calm the trembling in my hands. No, I wasn't scared or in a panic, I just hit his head too hard with the axe.

Looking at the corpse, I had various thoughts in my head, but they boiled down to three words: "I want to eat"

I'm serious, I haven't eaten or drunk in hours. A student would say that I am a weakling, because he does not eat at all and lives only on water and the power of the sun, but I am not a student, but an ordinary schoolboy... As you can see, I'm the "quiet boy in the class." And I'd better not be angry.

I wasn't always like that, the cuckoo I went after I...

(Whisper) (crunch of twigs) (strange growl)

Turning my head sharply at the source of the noise, I was a little surprised, for they were coming out from the direction I had originally walked. Bloodied, bitten and with a strange gait, zombies. And they were all attracted to me like a magnet.

"Of course, I wanted people to love me, but not to the same extent as to devour me..." - Hearing my voice, they increased their speed and began to run towards me.

Undeterred, I pull my axe out of the ground and wait for them to reach me.

Do I look like a fool who will waste his strength to run up to them when they can come to me of their own accord? No. So, taking a comfortable stance, I swung my axe, just as the first suicide bomber ran up to me and I struck him horizontally right in the neck.

The axe was quite sharp, and I was very strong, so that his head, although it remained on his shoulders, hung like a noose.

I take two steps back and get ready for another strike. It's better not to waste too much energy, otherwise I'll get tired and die from the left zombak.

Why didn't I run away? There are several reasons. From the banal, because I have fun crushing their skulls, to the absurd... Because only weaklings and cowards run away from danger!

"Maybe it's silly, maybe it's funny, but that's how real men fight!" We will tear down any wall that stands in the way! If there's no path, we'll make it! Magma flows in our veins, heating our hearts! Bezgra... Oh, you creature! - Dodging the sudden jerk of the approaching zombie, I forcefully cracked its skull. He will know how to interrupt me during a pompous speech.

After spitting on another corpse, I decided to change my tactics a little.

With one hand an axe, the other will repel zombies that are too greyhounds. I also decided not to stand still and walked slowly towards them. And the dead keep coming, I've already counted about two dozen and they don't end.

As soon as I feel that I have used up half of my strength, I will immediately start running away. Yes...

In the meantime...

My muscles are overflowing with energy and the desire to kill!

The adrenaline in my blood hit my already sick brain so badly.

Let there be blood! Meat! Guts! Massacre!

- I'm crazy! Run, fuck it! "With that, I shattered the skulls of two nimble zombies with one sweeping blow. Double kill.

I can do it! Yes, the situation is under control!

…

- The situation is out of control! I screamed, running away from a hundred dead.

For the first ten minutes, I mowed them like grass, but there were more and more of them, and I got more and more tired.

As a result, I didn't have time to kill them, and I was already tired.

As a result, they almost surrounded me.

I had to urgently use the one hundred and first karate technique.

And if you think they're slow, you're wrong. If I hadn't taken care of my body, they would have caught up with me and devoured me long ago.

And I've been running for almost half an hour. I can't say that they are straight sprinters, but they develop much more speed than couch potatoes who like to drink and eat. But what you can't take away from me is stamina. It's one thing to fight to the death, where one mistake and you're dead, and it's another thing to just run and keep your distance so you don't get caught and eaten. The axe, however, makes it a little difficult to run, but I will never give it up in my life.

Why didn't I pick up that maniac's hunting knife? So he was of no use against the dead, and there was no time to bend down and take him.

After about a few minutes of running, I finally saw the road. There were no cars there, which is strange, because in such a time people would not have had time to evacuate. There would have been a terrible traffic jam, but now I see an empty road, as if the president has arrived...

Picking up the pace, I ran into the city. I know it's a so-so idea, but where else can I go? There are more than a hundred dead behind me that follow me like a tail, and there are no cars I can use to get out of here, so I'll have to take a chance.

I cursed myself once more for going too deep into the woods. It's a good thing that I walk in it quite often and was able to quickly navigate and find my way back, running away from zombies along the way.

It took me twenty minutes to get to the city, and now I understood why the road was empty. Because no one can leave the city. And, it seems, there is no one else to leave...

The entire road was blocked by one truck, which lost control and rolled over on its side. I'm guessing what caused it to flip over.

It is unlikely that the driver knew about the existence of zombies, so... Thanks to him, the entire road is blocked.

Oh well, it's useless to think about it, we need to find a bike as soon as possible and return home. I really want to eat.

As I thought, there were just a lot of dead people behind the truck! I even a little and thought to go back to my hundred, although they are terrible, but I already know them.

She had long since fallen behind, but I still kept running away from them.

Now I understand why there are so many dead in the forest, all these people tried to get out of the city on foot, but they didn't really succeed.

Don't make noise, the main thing is not to make noise... I repeated in my mind's eye, crouching down and slowly winding around the side of the cars, in the blind spot of the dead.

About halfway through, their density increased markedly, and I realized that if I took another step, I would definitely be noticed. Although they see worse, they can distinguish movements.

Well, I hope it works. I carefully took an old cot from my pocket and threw it as far away as I could.

Looking back, I sighed happily that no one had noticed me, but a couple of dead men rushed to the phone.

Pulling out a touchscreen phone from another pocket, I turned down the volume and quickly found the right contact and made a call.

~ Look around, look back... ~

Literally all the zombies reacted to the ringtone of my old phone.

I rushed out of here with all my might. I was spotted by a couple of zombies, of course, but I was much faster.

It's a pity, of course, for the phone, but I also needed it, only to "lend the mobile to good people near the entrance", usually I can stuff their faces, but what if they point a gun at me? That's where this mobile phone comes in...

In general, paranoia is our everything. And in all my life they tried to rob me only once, and even then unsuccessfully.

As I wound my way through the streets of the city, I tried to avoid fighting the dead. It was fun only for the first couple of minutes, and then I got bored, because I was tired and realized that one bite and that's it, I was sick.

Naturally, I've been bitten more than once or twice by over-eyed zombies along the way, but I've dealt with them before more dead people would have come to the sound of carnage.

I would never have thought that if I decided to take a walk in the woods in the morning, I would miss the whole apocalypse... What fun was going on here in the first hours, that I don't see any living people. And that's how I always, always miss all the most interesting things.

To be honest, I'm amazed at my luck!

No, seriously!

I went for a walk in the woods and came across a maniac! Plus, he accidentally killed him with an axe blow to the head.

It seems that there will be enough adventures in one day, but... The zombie apocalypse has begun!

Maybe I ate some mushrooms in the morning, passed out, and now I'm lying in the same cold forest, drooling and hallucinating? Maybe all these events are a figment of my sick imagination because of strange mushrooms?

I walked slowly, bent in half and trying not to be seen by the dead, I decided to turn the corner and shorten the way, thinking, I did not notice the shadow that slipped by, and some too strong zombie jumped out of the alley at me and knocked me down!

Grabbing the axe with both hands, I shoved it right into the zombie's mouth. It's not good, just a little bit more and the whole city will run to the sound and then I'll definitely be screwed.

In the end, I threw it over me with my feet, thank the gods I managed to hold the axe and pull it out of my teeth, otherwise without a weapon I would have been the dinner of this creature in no time.

Okay, I'll admit it's not an illusion.

It's a reality.

If I had accepted this fact sooner, I would have easily chopped off his head.

Either you adapt or you die.

This is the new law of this world!

No more doubt, it's not a dream, it's not hallucinations, it's not a mirage, it's all reality! And I'm going to survive it no matter what!

Gripping the bitten but still intact axe tighter, I focused entirely on my opponent...

It took a little longer than I thought, but where is a dumb zombie against a (relatively) smart person?

I wiped the blood from my hands with a napkin and continued on my way, stopping to think nonsense. I have to be focused...

And, after almost sixty minutes of stealth, I made it to my house. All I have to do is enter the password, quietly open the entrance door, go up to the second floor, quickly open two doors and I'm safe...

Everything would be fine, but the door makes too loud noise when opened and can attract unnecessary attention.

Let's go! The Final Push!

…

Locking the door with my exhausted hand, I turned my back to her, my legs buckled, and I leaned on the door with my back. But my legs stopped holding me and I slid down, sitting on the floor.

After a long time, I finally let go of the axe and put it beside me.

-Ha... Ha ha... Ha-ha-ha-ha--" Laughter began to burst out of me.

First an unfortunate and accidental murder of a maniac, then a battle with a hundred dead, a long run and stealth through thousands of walking dead.

All this did not have a very good effect on my already sick psyche.

And this was the last straw.

Lifting my hand from my knee, I stared calmly at my bloodied hand from the bite of a dead man.

I relaxed too much. As I opened the door, a dead man suddenly jumped on me and bit me.

It was a homeless man named Valera, he usually sleeps in the basement.

I didn't expect at all that there could be a zombie near the entrance door...

He lost his vigilance, was confused, surprised, and paid for it with his life.

Well, now it's too late to be sad about it. My parents died in a car accident a year ago, and I don't have any relatives either. I don't have any friends or acquaintances either, and with the apocalypse, no one will remember me.

The head slowly begins to feel heavy, and the bite on the arm began to burn unbearably.

I don't want to...

Die...

I can't die like this... Virgin!!!

No! Not like this!

I didn't even hold hands with the girl! And I didn't kiss her.... Deuce...

His eyes slowly closed and his consciousness dissolved.

I had dreams and goals, but the world didn't care about my feelings and I ended up dying...

Or rather, only my physical shell died.

And I didn't even finish yesterday's pizza...

It was getting harder and harder to breathe. My whole body seemed to be filled with lead, as a result, I could not even open my eyes and it became simply impossible to breathe, my lungs refused to breathe...

I... Dying...

No! I will not die such a death!

No way!

I refused to die, but like I said, the world didn't care about me, so I died suddenly, but...

My fading consciousness squeezed something with force and pulled sharply upward.

Consciousness, which had been slowly fading away, became clear in an instant and it became easier for me to think.

My mind cleared, the chains that had bound my mind all my life fell asleep, and I tasted an incredible taste of freedom.

I couldn't see or hear anything, but I felt like I was flying up.

And although I don't know exactly where I'm going, I have some guesses.

In all my life, I've finally come to understand what the word means... Freedom.

…

I don't know how long I've been here, but at some point I got bored and started reminiscing about my whole life.

And it all started with the fact that I noticed that my memory became, um, how to say, exactly! Google!

As soon as I think of one moment, I am reminded of several others related to it.

For example, as soon as I think about "school", a lot of different information immediately flashes into my head. There was so much of it that I was even confused for a couple of seconds.

My memory was not perfect in life, and I had to try hard to remember something. Here, everything was on a platter.

I remembered even very distant and old memories that I didn't even know I had.

And all these memories were not organized and put on the shelves.

They were all in chaos, as soon as one thread is pulled, it touches another thread that is not connected with itself, and I remember something completely different, unrelated to the first memory.

Where's the connection here? "Zoo", "nuggets", "math teacher" and "kung fu panda"?

The only thing they have in common here is that it is all related to animals.

That's nonsense, isn't it?

And for a minute, I remembered my childhood and somehow it so happened that in my distant childhood a neighbor's rooster frightened me...

Remembering this rooster, all my associal chains flared up and began to show me everything that was at least indirectly related to animals.

I was uncomfortable, but I was able to correct and sort out these "threads".

I didn't know how long I would stay in this state, and I was bored. So I decided to put my head in order. Sort through all the memories you need and don't need. Put everything in order, so to speak.

And off we went...

The threads unraveled and fell into place. The chaos in my head began to calm down, and my thoughts became clearer and clearer.

…

After cramming all the embarrassing moments of my life deep into my soul, I breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm finally done sorting through my memories. I don't know how long it took, but it feels like I've reviewed my whole life in an accelerated mode.

Wait, I did it...

And to be honest, I feel much freer now than I did in life. And I also realized that when I was alive I was a complete... muda... ... A very bad guy.

In general, he was a fool.

I wouldn't say I'm wiser, but just because I've realized that I was a fool doesn't make me a fool anymore.

Right?

Well, what am I talking about myself? Let's talk about what's happening to me.

As it turned out, I wasn't blind or deaf. I was just in the asshole of the universe and there was nothing stupid there.

How did I figure that out? Because over time, I began to notice bright white fireflies just like me, heading in the same direction as we didn't know.

And I heard some of them swearing in a language I didn't know... And it was not difficult to determine this, I can distinguish when a person is swearing and when he is talking.

And after a while, I saw it...

A giant golden wheel that at first glance was spinning very slowly and it was very small. But the closer I got, the more I realized that this wheel was so fucking big and that it was spinning so fast, giving the illusion that it was spinning slowly.

Souls flew into this vortex, they went through 1 circle and got inside, but I divided this one circle into 8 parts, and after this one rotation the souls disappeared in the center.

And what I didn't like was that the souls grew dim over time, became more transparent, and generally stopped digging, as if they had resigned themselves to their fate, although at the very beginning they resisted very vigorously.

Well, it looks like Buddhism has won.

I can't turn back, I'm drawn like a magnet into this funnel.

And given what I've seen, it turns out that if I get there, I'm going to die.

Yes, my soul will live, but here I am - my identity, name, knowledge, memories and so on will disappear.

And that's death for me... Oblivion...

With each passing second, I was getting closer and closer, here it is, my death...

No!!!

I won't give up so easily!! (Some kind of déjà vu...)

I was swallowed up by the wheel of samsara.

I sped up a thousand times.

My mind slowly began to break under such pressure, memories dissolved right before my eyes...

It was only through willpower that I instinctively began to push out unnecessary memories, using them as a shield, and burying the most important ones deep in my soul.

Dates of historical events. Scrapped. Thanks to them, I was able to hold out for a few seconds and concentrate.

The names of great poets, artists, astronomers, scientists, inventors, kings, emperors, and so on. Help me protect my favorite hentai. He is very dear to me.

Poems by Pushkin, Yesenin, Tolstoy, Lermontov, Blok, Mandelstam, Akhmatova and others are also scrapped. They also protected the memories associated with the anime.

Boring everyday life. Also scrapped. It was the most abundant, so I prolonged my miserable life by a few minutes. There's still a little bit left...

And so, by destroying one thing, I was defending the other. And as soon as the wheel destroyed almost a quarter of my memories, I made it to the center...

The main thing is that I survived it. My most important memories were unharmed. But now I don't remember my parents' names or what they looked like, and I've begun to forget all about them, just like the rest of my acquaintances. And all because I was confused at the very beginning and the wheel of samsara kindly annihilated these memories.

In other words, it will be even better. There is no need to stir up the past. I live in the present!

I am approaching the center of the wheel of samsara.

A sharp blow, as if I hit my head at near-light speed with the concrete, and I passed out.

I don't resist and surrender to this feeling. If when I was dying, I thought I was going to die forever, now I clearly feel that I will wake up next time.

Hello new life!

I'll finally rest, I hope I don't die as soon as I wake up...

No, that can't be. The gods aren't cruel enough to mock me...

Right?

…

- Buddha or whatever you are, I hate you! Damn you!! I shouted with anger mixed with rage, while not stopping and frantically moving my long white tail to keep up with others just like me... Sperm! And there are more than millions of us! Hundreds of millions of copies of me!

A childish resentment against the higher powers raged in me.

How so?! Where is the justice?! Where's my reward?

I almost dissolved there, I put so much effort to survive, and in the end it turned out that this was not the end of the trials, but only the beginning of it!

- "Hey, don't push!!" - I growled in my thoughts!

Someone slammed into me with force.

It didn't hurt, but it was unpleasant, so I pushed him back as well. Ouch...

It flew off and crashed into some liquid and dissolved in it.

And share it with him.

There is no need to push your brothers, you must live amicably.

I guess we're all in a woman's vagina right now. (I'm in full cunt...). And here it's quite an acidic environment. If it weren't for the strange liquid around us, we'd all dissolve.

Thanks to my brother who died by accident, I will now be extremely careful.

Asphalt is concrete for you, brother... Or a sis... Let him be a brother, for I feel sorry for my sisters, but for my brothers... Chm.

Right now, it's not profitable for me to run ahead, I'm not a suicide bomber, I'd better let others clear the way for me.

So we stick to this plan - to be in the middle and keep up with others.

Everywhere you look, there's those damn wriggling white tails...

Wait, how do I see it?

From the realization that I kind of have nothing to think and see, my brain overheated, but then came the second realization that I also have no brains, ahem, it sounded like a shame, but it's a fact.

And finally, I understood what was going on.

Some waves radiated from me, like echolocation. They bounced off my family and came back to me, and that's how I saw what was going on around me.

Although the question of how I distinguish colors is still open.

And yet, what the hell is this? It's like...

Before I could finish the thought, someone tried to push me again.

With my sixth sense, I felt something approaching, my whole body twisted like a worm, giving my tail centrifugal force, and thanks to this inertia, I slammed the tip of my tail directly into my brother's head, sending him to bathe in acid.

Again, I felt this strange wave concentrate inside my body and give me strength as I pushed it right into the acid, just like it had done to my previous brother...

We need experiments and many, many test subjects.

I look around.

Well, there won't be any problems with that, so let's find out what these waves are and what they are eaten with.

…

The thought impulse and my spiritual force moves, passes through my tiny body, strengthens it, and my tail begins to push me forward at an accelerated pace.

Us... I mean, I was lucky and our mom and dad decided to have a baby, so they did it on an unsafe day, as I understand it?

Because we got into some kind of mucous slurry and are now swimming on it right into the uterus!

How can I imagine that if I had made such a journey, I would have ended up in a gando... A condom, it makes me shiver.

So let's not devalue their efforts and try to impregnate our mother with ourselves!!

I'm sorry to say this about our mother, but it's a fact - I fertilize her egg!

If only they knew I was going to be here, Dad would wear a condom and Mom would take birth control... Just in case.

Yes, I clearly realize and understand that I am not a gift, not an angel and not a pie boy, but also not some kind of schizophrenic.

Right?

I think I've figured out how I can see without having eyes, how I can feel touch without having any sensory receptors, I don't even have the brains to process all this incoming information and stuff. For me, all these organs of mine...

Spiritual strength and soul.

It sounds like nonsense, but it's foolish to deny this fact. Either I accept it and survive, or I behave irrationally and stupidly, and then die soon, because it is not the strongest, not the smartest, who survive, but the most adaptable. I define myself in the latter category.

From my body there are short-term rhythmic pulsations of spiritual force, they pass through the bodies of my brothers and sisters, they come back to me, and I see where they are.

It happens so fast that I can't even count how many times these waves come from me in a second. That's why I see a permanent picture, not fragmentary images.

At first, I instinctively sent them in all directions, but when I felt this energy. Everything just got easier.

Now that I'm focused, I can narrow the waves and send them in one direction. For example, let's go. And my gaze increased at least fivefold! But as soon as I did, I stopped responding to attacks from my fellow human beings and was pushed very often.

I can also broaden my horizons in all directions, starting to send out more concentrated waves, but then I will very quickly get tired, slow down, and fall behind the rest.

In the end, I left everything as it was.

Having regained my "vision" as before, I was again able to dodge and respond to too harsh sperm cells.

…

We finally got to the cervix, it took longer than I thought, the passage was very narrow, but most of my siblings had already died, so I was able to walk relatively undisturbed...

The walls of the cervix were twisting back and forth and contracting.

In some folds of the muscle, the sperm got stuck and doomed themselves to death, they could of course get out and become a backup team if the first one screwed up, but this is unlikely. But some of them, using the movements of the muscle walls, helped themselves and moved forward.

For me, it was not a problem to pass by the folds and not get tangled in them.

Unlike my brothers, who don't see anything and only follow their instincts, I use my brain! Even though there isn't one... But there is spiritual power!

Plus, I can also see what helps me avoid sticky situations and avoid obstacles.

Add to that the spiritual energy, which can speed me up a lot for a while, and the chances of fertilizing my mother's egg are 90%!

Why not 100%?

Because there are unexpected factors to consider...

And I really, really hope that my mom and dad have good genes and take care of their health, because... I don't want to die in a woman's... Inside a woman.

With a shake of my head, I got rid of unnecessary thoughts and sped up, and I was already quite behind my brothers.

The acid swamp has been passed, and then I will have a fight with the immune cells of my mother's body.

If I fall into their clutches, it's a comedy. The end. Therefore, full concentration!

You can't relax even for a second!

Being collected and fully focused, I noticed every slightest movement around me.

Quickly grabbing my brother's dash with the tip of my tail, I pushed him right into the paws of death, where my mother's large (for me) immune cell devoured him.

Brr... If it hadn't been for my brother, who generously protected me by sacrificing himself, I would have died. There are too many of them here.

Let's continue on our way...

…

I dodged, dodged, accelerated, slowed down, and accelerated again.

There were several million damn white blood cells! About ten million for sure!

It feels like an eternity, but I still made it... No, not to the egg...

Two paths were open to me.

To be more precise, I was faced with the choice of which fallopian tube to go into.

There were two fallopian tubes, one with a void and the other with an unfertilized egg.

Eeeeeeeeeeee I don't know where to go.

If I make a mistake and choose the wrong path, I will lose precious time.

After all, it will take quite a long time to go back and choose the right path, where my brother or sister will already impregnate my mother!

Well, all that's left to do is use it. I hope it works out...

I had never used my spiritual power so much that I could see so far.

But it is only through her that I will be able to know the right way.

My brothers and sisters swam past me. Half chose the left, the other half the right.

Of the initial millions, a measly few thousand sperm remained.

I've already practiced enough with spiritual power along the way to consciously dose it.

I had quite a lot of spiritual energy.

Even after so many hours of intense marathon, I don't feel an ounce of fatigue or depletion of my spiritual power.

And now, I decided to correct this misunderstanding.

I'm going to give it my all and impregnate my mother with myself!!

The power that lay dormant within me boiled like magma and began to burst out of my tiny body in powerful waves in all directions, but... But that's not what I wanted!

So I started to concentrate more.

After calming down the waves of spiritual energy a little, I began to condense it in one place, near the head, and also not to let it escape from my body in all directions.

Having squeezed my spiritual energy as much as possible, I concentrated it even more strongly near the head and sent it in one direction - forward.

First, we will examine the right path, if it is empty, then we will go another way...

When I reached my limit, I turned the head exactly into the right fallopian tube, and... Relaxing, I release the ball of spiritual energy forward.

A huge spiritual wave spread out from my head.

At first it was small, but it grew larger and bigger like a cone, and in the blink of an eye it became very large.

Nothing could stand in her way, she passed through the sperm without harming them, and flew confidently forward

Everything happened instantly.

Here I am, letting go of a ball of spiritual energy.

It explodes and spews out a sea of spiritual energy and disappears into the fallopian tube, and a moment later it comes back and brings me information... A lot of information...

After standing motionless for about a minute, I finally finished analyzing the information I had absorbed, and...

Okay, so let's go left.

Yes, it's a good thing I didn't go to the right. The right fallopian tube was empty. So let's go to the left.

I don't think I'll be able to repeat this trick anytime soon.

And I don't see the point, because if I find out that there is no egg in the left fallopian tube, then where else can it be?

That's why I had to keep going, despite the pain in my head... Head? But it passed quite quickly.

My body, having absorbed such colossal amounts of energy, became very energetic. Too much, even.

My spiritual energy still hadn't calmed down after such a trick and wanted to rage and burst out of my body, but I quickly regained control of it and calmed down.

And yet, these remnants of energy that remained in the body gave me not a weak buff.

I literally doubled my speed! Twice! If I can maintain this speed for a while, I will definitely catch up with my brothers, or even overtake them in just a few moments!

As I said, it was not a problem to catch up with my brothers, by the way, there are only two dozen of us left, 17 sperm, including me, there are so few of us left from the first million. Which is pretty sad, but that's life. Only the fittest survive.

Of course, I knew before that in the last world I was lucky to have been born, but now, having felt and gone through all this path anew, having understood how many lives have been lost, how much effort it takes to give birth to a child, I began to value my life much more than before.

If I had realized this a little earlier in the past, maybe I wouldn't have wasted my time doing nothing...

Who am I kidding? I'm lazy, and I don't need enlightenment from above to realize that.

Pulling myself away from my idiotic thoughts, I stopped thinking my sick thoughts.

Because of the tension, fatigue, and accumulated stress, I started talking about all sorts of nonsense.

It's scary, you know, to go forward, knowing that there are two paths behind the unknown. A ticket to a new life and... Oblivion.

I may be able to retain my consciousness, my personality, and my memory a second time, but I will lose too much.

I've changed a little, but I've changed by sacrificing a layer of my memories, thank the gods, only useless memories. But it won't work the second time, because only the most important and dear memories remain for me...

With my tail on the head, I stopped thinking about death.

Stop it.

I'd rather focus on the path.

I seem to be starting to feel something, it's a feeling on the verge of instincts, but it's so clear and so alluring, it's... There's no doubt about it!

It's an egg! And she's my testament! Ahem, that is, us.

I look around and see that my brothers are having a hard time swimming. And that's right, I'm also starting to feel some kind of resistance that is preventing us from moving forward.

I was so tense that I didn't notice the increase in pressure on us at all, and when I noticed the egg, I relaxed enough to finally be able to feel the pressure on me.

Looking around even better, I noticed small cilia on the walls of the fallopian tube, or rather, the entire surface was covered with them.

The cilia moved back and forth, they were small and short, but the number of cilia was enormous, which created a very powerful force that even carried us back a couple of micromillimeters. These same cilia are needed to move the egg from the ovaries, through the fallopian tube, directly into the uterus!

It would be quite difficult, because we are all quite tired, and... This is also a test.

We can either lie down on these cilia to rest and eventually die. Or we can continue on the way, and those who do not give up and strive for their final goal will get an increased chance of life!

It's a challenge that weeds out the lazy and only the hardest working survive.

And having gone through such hardships, having carried out perfect natural selection, having survived where millions have perished, as... How are so many morons born on earth?!

Nature is cruel, heartless, and harsh, but human beings are even harsher, for we kill ourselves for the sake of trifles on a huge scale!

People kill each other, do evil, steal, watch tik toks, become bloggers...

Oh well, let's get back to our sheep.

As I said before, there's a lot of pressure here, and it would be pretty hard to resist it if... Nature did not take care of this moment either.

The membrane on our heads, having entered into a chemical reaction with the environment, began to change and slightly changed its shape.

The glans became pointed, the tail became slightly longer and moved more vigorously, which increased our penetrating power to help break through these streams of fluid directed at us by the cilia, increased our speed and the overall efficiency of the body.

Yes, nature is cruel, but it is also merciful. Just like us humans. Sometimes we are worse than the devils themselves, and sometimes we are kinder than the angels themselves. And sometimes, unfeeling scum...

We are opposite beings, containing many different qualities, larvae of chaos I would even say, but this is what makes us so special.

Each person is individual and unique, by controlling these qualities within ourselves in peace, harmony and balance, we become who we really are... Only after calming down all our senses, we begin to think and experience the world around us, without the prism of perception through illusory concepts of good and evil.

Looking suspiciously at the environment, I began to doubt the composition of this liquid. What was it about her that made me so nervous?

It was as if I had caught Zen, I had flown into nirvana, I had merged with the infinite eternal, I had known the unknown eternal, I had seen the invisible and felt the non-existent...

I have to hurry, or I'll become a Buddha a little more!

Using my spiritual energy, I accelerated my body even more and took the lead!

For a moment, just for a brief moment, I thought, what is the chance that I will fertilize a human egg and not, for example, an animal?

But as quickly as the thought appeared, it disappeared just as quickly. I was too excited to dwell on it, and I worked hard with my flagellum to finish this deadly race, and...

It took a little longer than I thought it would, but I still made it to the egg!

Naturally, I was the first, and I didn't stop or slow down for a second all this time, the spiritual force was constantly nourishing my body. Because of this, I have a little more control over my energy.

A couple of slight movements of the tail and I swim close to the egg.

Finally, my legacy.

My mother's egg was big, very, about ten times bigger than me, no, not even fifteen times bigger than me!

Its entire surface was covered with cone-shaped cells, a kind of protective layer.

The eyelashes were doing their job and slowly moving her back to where I had come from.

Without pulling the cat's balls, I began to make my way inside, slipping between the slits of these cone-shaped cells.

Come on, Itadakimas! Mom, I'm going to impregnate you with myself!

When I came into contact with the outer wall of the egg, it was as if I was electrocuted and for a moment I passed out. And then the wall began to absorb me, letting me inside.

The tail that had served me all this time was separated from me. Farewell, faithful friend, you have served me for a short time, but your help is invaluable... For a moment I was upset that I wasn't a cat, because having a ponytail is funny, but I quickly brushed the thought aside and focused on the strange process that engulfed my entire body.

And now something strange was happening to me.

My mind, which had been as clear as a feather, began to slowly grow heavy and leaden, as if I had been watching movies for a week and had not slept, that was my feeling. But that's not all, my spiritual energy, which had not even decreased by one tenth of its volume, began to disappear literally before my eyes!

In just a pitiful minute, my spiritual energy had decreased by more than half! Though I've only spent one-tenth in all that time...

It seems that I should stop this process, I can easily interrupt the absorption of my spiritual energy by the egg at any time, but... I feel like I'm going to make a huge mistake if I do that. So I silently, with a little anxiety, felt it shrink more and more, until... It did not completely dissolve in the egg.

If a second ago I could still keep myself conscious purely on willpower, now, having spent the last drop of my spiritual energy, I instantly passed out. No matter how hard I tried, my mind emptied faster and faster, and my consciousness sank deeper and deeper into sleep. I realized that I would fall asleep for many months... But it's even better, I don't want to sit in my mother's stomach for nine months without moving.

My last thought was that I would have more adventures. I've been running a lifetime ahead.

Since there is reincarnation, and I have also found a more or less working method to preserve my consciousness after the wheel of samsara, then in this life I will simply live for my own pleasure. Without getting into any trouble, without punching some zombie's head with armature and other dangerous joys of life.

In this life, I will be a law-abiding citizen!

Ceasing to resist, the last drops of my mind sank into a deep sleep...

…

I... He was asleep, but at the same time he was not, but he was not awake either.

Time ceased to exist for

Me and I just watched, watched, watched as the little ball inside the bigger ball opened up and the threads came out of it.

The strands looked like strands of DNA, and over time they gathered into an X (x) shape...

It reminds me... Yes, the formation of the zygote, the embryo, my body... Thoughts are flowing... So... Slowly...

And so, 23 pairs of chromosomes began to combine... Thank all the gods, I will still be reborn as a human.

Animals seem to have a different number of chromosomes. For example, chimpanzees have 48 of them, mosquitoes - 6, chicken - 78...

I wonder if I can influence this process in any way... Oh, no, I can't.

I've already done everything I could. Namely, he provided the egg with the purest energy of the soul.

If the division of the zygote in real time took several hours, about 12 hours, then I observed it almost every second.

Time seems to have sped up many times over, although why is it as if, it has really accelerated... And... I realized that nature would do everything for me... I'm not going to make any difference here.

I've already interfered too much with this natural process, providing the egg with a sea of energy, maybe in theory this will raise some characteristics of my future body, intelligence, strength, speed, endurance or something else, but here are the mutations that I can get...

Again, something intuitively tells me that if I get a mutation, it won't hurt me, because the spiritual energy will act as a filter and remove all the rough edges, leaving only the useful elements

I don't know how I figured it out, whether I was affected by this state where I feel stoned and make up all sorts of nonsense, or the universe itself whispered it in my ear, but I didn't doubt this information one bit.

And since I can no longer influence anything, only look, then I have made the most rational decision in my life.

Go to bed. And I'll sleep until I give birth!

And...

A man said, a man did.

I just went ahead and put myself into a deep sleep.

How? I just fell asleep and didn't want to wake up no matter what.

[Nine months later.]

And, I must say, these months flew by like a blink of an eye... But when I woke up, I felt incredibly fresh and invigorated. His mind was clear and his body was full of energy.

Why did I wake up? Because my birth is near, I feel it, I've been here for quite a long time, it's time for the honor to know.

Thank you, Mom, for the apartment, food, and so on, but now it's time to move out...

My mother's body was in solidarity with me and I felt a decrease in fluid. Started... Started!

[A Very Long Labor Later]

Yes,, all the good mood is in the cat's tail!

At first, I thought it would be easy, but I was so wrong...

I got out damn slow, but I got out!

And I don't want to think about it...

All this time, my body was developing intensively. Bones, muscles, tendons, cartilage, eyes, brains, and other organs, all developed much better than I thought, but worse than I had hoped.

Breathing for the first time with my little lungs, I... He yelled as hard as he could!

It was a... Very, very painful! His lungs felt as if he had been burned by icy heat. I was cold and hellishly hot at the same time!

No man could stand it.

And when I tried to open my eyes, it led to even more pain. I got a sensory shock from the amount of colors, smells, and all the information I was getting!

My undeveloped young brain was simply not developed enough for such actions... I'm stupid... I passed out, or rather, fell asleep.

I lost consciousness so quickly that I didn't have time to examine my mother, the doctors attending the birth, or the room.

If I briefly describe my feelings from birth in words and do not use obscenities, then everything can be reduced to three words. To me. Not. Liked.

The next day, I came to my senses, clean, fresh, dressed and caressed.

They wrapped me in something, I probably looked like shawarma, and pressed me against something soft, and I also heard someone else's heartbeat and breathing.

Of course, it was my mother...

When I opened my eyes, I was blinded by the bright light again. But compared to yesterday's attempt, this one was more successful and I wasn't completely blind.

I could hear the sounds well enough that I could hear my mother's breathing.

I can also smell the smell of children from me and the aroma of healing herbs from my mother. Two feelings have already returned, which is good news.

Blinking, I dispelled the sunbeams in my eyes, and then... Everything was upside down, I could see the outline of my mother's face, but it wasn't where it should be. But after blinking a couple more times, the picture turned upside down. Awesome adaptation.

I concentrate and the blurry picture becomes clearer...

Have you ever seen beautiful girls? I've seen beauties in my previous life, because the Internet and Photoshop work wonders...

That's what I thought until this day, until this moment, but now my worldview has been shattered, my concept of the word "beauty" has broken through the old boundaries and lifted them up into the heavens!

The girl who held me in her arms and hugged me with tenderness and love was... Unbelievably beautiful.

Soft white silky hair that falls from the shoulders and piercing red eyes that look straight into the soul. All this... Mesmerizing.

My mother, just... Goddess.

I can't do more, I'm speechless. For long.

Even if I had used all my vocabulary, I would not have conveyed a hundredth part of the divine beauty that I saw.

And it's not the power of makeup, it's the power of her natural, natural beauty.

Is it even legal? Like, how can the world hold such beauties?

If she had asked, I would have gone against the whole state for her sake!

Shaking my head, I shook off the glamour.

Yes, it's beautiful, but it's not worth starting a war for it... In this case, it is important to

"Are you awake?" "Only two words, she said only two words I don't know, but...

My heart, which had been beating calmly before, even when I saw her beauty, missed a beat...

I was mistaken when I said that I would go to war against some state.

No, for her sake, I'll bring the whole world to its knees.

Tell me I'm henpecked? That I'm a schoolboy sperm toxicosis?

No! I just fell in love with my mother! I love my mom too much now!

Closing my eyes, I tried to calm down...

Yes, zen, nirvana, soothing...

Regaining my calm, I opened my eyes again and took a fresh look at my beautiful mommy.

Her beauty... Dangerous. But I can resist this beauty. For my will is stronger than steel, and my spirit is greater than a mountain! I'm unshaken by such a simple trick!

"Are you hungry, son?" Looking at me with her bewitching scarlet eyes, she saw hunger in my gaze.

But this famine was of a different kind. Yes, I wanted to eat, but I wanted to "eat" in another sense of the word...

I love my mother not as a parent, but as a young and attractive (even very) girl in the prime of her life. There can be no question of any relationship between mother and son.

I am an adult (relatively) and a fully formed person, she is a young beautiful girl.

There's no way I'm going to be able to see her as a mom from the past world. More precisely, I perceive her as a mother from those adult films...

Mom casually took off her dressing gown and exposed her breasts...

My will has cracked...

I heard the sound of something shattering and shattering into small pieces...

My hands were tied, I wanted to tear those diapers and grab hold of these hills with my tiny hands, but... I caught the pink protruding nipple with my mouth. Instinctively, I began to suck, my mouth was filled with the sweetest nectar of the gods...

My mind was cleared of all unnecessary and unnecessary thoughts. All the anxieties that had plagued me all this time vanished as if they had never existed.

Instead of them, other emotions came, joy, happiness, love, inspiration and lightness in the soul.

It's like I've been reborn again.

Tearing my eyes away from the other protruding teat the color of ripe cherries, I looked up and looked at my mother.

I wanted to take a closer look at my mother's face, I want to remember her every curve, contour, every millimeter of her face and carve it out in my soul so that I never forget. .

From the perfect chin, to those cute fluffy ears on the head...

I didn't get it...

It's my sick fantasy that's done or... Did your mother's milk put it in my brain?

What the hell does my mom have two pairs of ears on her head?!?!

Squinting to the side, I saw a white striped fluffy tail dancing back and forth next to my mother in joy...

Tracing where it comes from, I realized one thing, it starts from my mother's tailbone...

Holy feet of the loli, where did I go?!

-Son... No, Tai Lung, here's your name. Did something happen, are you full? - From my little ahu... My lips stopped working, which drew my mother's attention to my modest persona...

Stop...

Wait a minute...

I didn't understand everything she said, but I definitely heard someone's name. It was eerily familiar...

It was as if an atomic bomb had exploded in my head, and I began to recall many old memories...

And the more I remembered, the more perplexed I became...

Tai Lung...

I remember that name...

I remembered everything. It was not in vain that I sorted my memory.

My guess was crazy, amazing, and doubtful, but...

Did I really get into the world of "kung fu panda"?!

Choo-choo, my mother's white tail began to sway more slowly in anticipation of my answer...

I continued to work with my lips again.

I'll have to think about it...

Sos... Sos...

But first the food, you can think about it later. Yes, the most important thing for me right now is in my mouth.

Everything else will wait.

What difference does it make where I end up if I can shamelessly suck the breasts of such a beauty for several years?

Honestly, only an idiot would complain about it...

(Many Oyashi wept)

And yet, what a delicious milk.

Finally, fucking normal food!

With pleasure and joy, I began to purr...

And even this strange sound that I made did not prevent me from continuing to enjoy the sucking of this beautiful lady's breast.

I wish it would go on forever, but everything has an end, and after a while our idyll was unceremoniously interrupted! An unbearable desire to kill awoke in me...

I heard someone open the door abruptly and walk briskly toward us. His steps were heavy, but quiet enough not to disturb anyone. Me, for example. If it hadn't been for that, I would have burst into tears by now to chase this impudent stranger away.

And what kind of crucian carp are you?! Didn't they teach you how to knock?! Get out and come back in!

Mom quickly covered herself, but when she saw who came in, she quickly relaxed and smiled sadly.

Looking up from my mother's hills, I looked toward the door.

A tall and huge man with snow-white hair, predatory facial traits, and ... Fluffy white ears on his head. Somewhere in the background, his tail swirled back and forth, noticing me and my mother.

"I'm sorry, my dear, the northern tribes are raging again. I tried to finish quickly, but—" The giant began to speak in a deep and low voice. Still, there wasn't a shred of charisma in his voice, which should belong to a man with his physique and voice.

- It's okay, I understand. His mother interrupted his attempts to justify himself.

He fell silent, it was obvious that he wanted to say something, but he found a wife who was kind and understanding. And no, I'm not jealous in the slightest. For who is sucking her breast now, and who is working all the time? He he...

Not knowing what to say, he just smiled and came closer to us.

I don't understand anything, but I know how to read the situation.

Realizing that this is not a sexy with beautiful curves, I lost interest in this person.

He turned away and continued to fill his stomach with the sweetest and most delicious nectar...

After I stopped following them, they resumed the conversation.

Now the apologetic note in his voice had disappeared, but the tenderness had not diminished in the slightest, or rather increased. And quite often my name 'Tai Lung' appeared in their conversation.

At the end of the conversation, Dad wanted to take me in his arms, but I tightly grabbed my mother's nipple with my lips, my mother noticed this and tried to unhook me, but met resistance and my crying.

Mom said something to my dad, probably that I didn't like him and would go away from here (just kidding), so he had to moderate his ardor and said goodbye to mom, he said goodbye to me too, but he met only eyes saying "kysh, kysh from here, you're the odd one out here", and then left the room with a sad face.

Hmph, I'm not going to be held by sexy MILFs yet. This is the prerogative of beautiful girls only!!

Not stern men! Even if this guy is my father!

Having eaten enough of my mother's milk, I was tired. I felt so good that I fell asleep with my mother's pacifier in my mouth...

It was in the form of a spirit that I could stay awake for days and weeks without getting tired, but once I got this body, I had endurance and I had already reached my limit in it.

Tomorrow I'll deal with my body, otherwise I feel something has changed in it...

To be continued…