Part 2. Dead Ghoul. Chapter 2: Living on the Edge of Death

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I stared at Dorothea's face in surprise, trying to lift my head. However, this action was unsuccessful. The body felt like plasticine. As soon as the thought crossed my mind, I felt a vibration, and Dorothea jerked away from me. This time, I was able to lift my neck, but... I wish I hadn't.

My legs, arms and torso were like pieces of plasticine. Literally! Plasticine from my first world, with those little protrusions, that's what my body was. Panic flooded me, and my body jerked violently off the table without my ordering it to do so. As a result, I collapsed to the floor, yet there wasn't even the slightest bit of pain.

Somehow it felt as if I had become a babbler. And very quickly I realised that I had.

- WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?!?!?? - I roared. Hmmm... I wonder what?

- Ahh... - Dorothea said perplexed.

I'll deal with it, I'll whip her. What the hell did she do, and now she's screaming.

A week ago...

Dorothea was merrily looking at a fish tank with about 20 litres of blood in it. The blood of her long-awaited specimen, Kaneki. The fact that for those few days, the blood hadn't gone anywhere, and judging by the words of eyewitnesses, had "eaten" the man, instantly interested the alchemist, and as a consequence, she began to set up experiments.

But only just... the results exceeded all expectations. The blood simply absorbed any flesh it touched, and with a long "starvation", began to boil. What was remarkable was that the flesh would simply disappear into the liquid, and it would remain at its own size.

Then, Dorothea tried to inject a couple of acids into the blood with a syringe, because in normal contact with objects, the liquid began to change into a solid state, which finally made Dorothea realise what she was dealing with.

However, when Dorothea tried to pierce the solid blood with a needle, it began to boil sharply, splashing in all directions. As a result, before Dorothea could pull off her protective suit, she would be eaten by the blood. Then, the girl really began to miss Kaneki, for he could probably explain THOSE properties. Still, the latter had invaluable information about Ghouls as a species.

But, on the fourth day of her experiments, Dorothea met a girl named Torila, who was also an alchemist. As a result, she shared some very rare ingredients with the half-vampire in exchange for permission to look at Kaneki's blood. In truth, Dorothea had intended to kill Torila as soon as she entered the lab, but it didn't work out. On the contrary, somehow, Dorothea got the idea for an assistant who happily agreed to work for the "great" alchemist.

As a result, on the sixth day, Torila came up with the idea of simply feeding the blood to see the results. After a dozen bodies, a small piece of meat began to form in the blood, and with each body eaten, it grew larger and larger, becoming more and more humanoid in shape. And eventually... the facial features became more and more similar to Dorothea's, and when white hair began to appear, all doubts finally fell away.

That's when Dorothea's goal finally changed. To bring Kaneki back to life and shake him down for everything he knew about Ghouls. Immortality, in the girl's eyes, was closing in on her.

***

I looked at the huge whip on the floor of the room in surprise. What was remarkable was that it was made of organic iron, and it came straight out of my right hand. Organic iron, Dorothea called it. The same meat, but so sharp and tough it's like steel. Shit, but I just thought of the whip!

Dorothea and some girl with brown hair dragged me back to the table with huge tongs, but I had more or less control over my neck, so I could twirl it... as I wanted. I could do a 360-degree turn.

We were in some kind of grey basement, quite small, but the operating table, as well as the tables standing near the walls all around the perimeter, fit into it. On the tables, there were mostly various instruments, as well as the odd syringe. But out of all of this, what stood out was a huge aquarium standing in the corner of the room. The aquarium was empty, which confused me a little. Or was it... was that where I was?

- Kaneki... welcome back or something..." Dorothea said, embarrassed.

- Yeah, welcome back, damn it. - I nodded irritably, and my neck tried to stretch again, but I managed to keep its shape. - How long was I out?

- About ten days. - sighed the artificial vampire.

- And what happened during that time? - I asked impatiently. - Where are the others?

Dorothea sighed, then began her story:

- After your... death, as far as I know, the Apostates have fallen into despair and now sit in their base and grieve. As soon as I heard about you, I rushed to the Capital to collect your blood and try to revive you. As you can see, I succeeded.

Ten minutes before...

Dorothea watched with a twitching eye as the humanoid figure lying at the bottom of the empty aquarium that had once been full of blood began to kick. The girl immediately rushed to the huge forceps that lay on the table, after which they, together with Torila, easily pulled the carcass onto the operating table. Well, easily... Dorothea had a lot of body modifiers, which gave her great physical strength, but Torila could not boast of such.

It's worth describing the figure itself. The physique was clearly male, but no genitals were present. There were no nipples, nails or navel. Mouth... just a hole with a tongue sticking out a bit. Nose, as well as eyes were absent, but the hair was snow-white, grown to the ears, and slightly covering the place where the eyes should be. The latter was not logical at all, as hair is usually the last thing to be created.

- Are you sure? - Looking at this ugly carcass, Torila asked.

- Absolutely. - Dorothea said clearly, hesitating to approach.

- And he's handsome, it turns out..." Torila joked, then giggled.

- Fuck you. - Dorothea's familiar voice suddenly sounded, coming from the carcass.

From the surprise, Torila jerked, thus accidentally bumping the back of her head into the wall. Dorothea, meanwhile, jumped up to the carcass, but did not dare to touch it.

- Can you hear me, Kaneki? - Dorothea said softly, trying not to provoke any aggression from the carcass, and when you're in that state, it's easy to get angry at an innocent phrase.

- And fuck you, too. - didn't live up to the girl's hopes the guy, after which he wheezed with much more difficulty: - water...

Dorothea, however, had other plans for that. Hurriedly grabbing one of the last pieces of meat, the girl gently pushed it into the guy's hand, hoping that the reaction would happen again. And indeed, the meat immediately retracted into the guy's body... after which, the missing organs hastily began to appear. Fingernails, nose, eyes, ears... The mouth was also changing, becoming more and more human-like. And then... Clothes began to grow on the guy. A black hoodie, torn in places and with dried blood somewhere.

And then the guy opened his scarlet eyes, black squirrels.

***

So... more or less, I get it. The doctor's serum must have got into me somehow after the first teigu hit me. Then I evolved or something, but the fact remains. I gained molecular control over my body.

Well, what if... a fork! Ahem... these two's eyes are definitely going to pop out of their orbits right now. I looked sadly at the huge trident replacing my right arm, and then with a sigh I tried to calm down and visualise a normal human body. After a glimpse of the arm, I was able to breathe a sigh of relief at seeing a normal limb... then slowly began to spread out across the table.

- Maybe we should send word to the renegades. - Dorothea suggested, and was about to move towards the exit... when an object flashed past her neck and a strange spike appeared in the wall beside her.

- I'm so fucked up," I breathed out, but I quickly remembered the reason for my aggression. - Don't you dare! They can't know about me!

- Um... why? - Dorothea was momentarily confused. There was a reason. Surely, to an outsider, my behaviour is completely abnormal. And perhaps it should be....

- I'll tell you later. For now, I need some fucking help!

A week later.

I growled, trying with all my might to concentrate on my feet. I took small steps and, under Dorothea's supervision, tried to make my way to the cellar exit. It was not going well. With each step, I felt my legs getting more and more... "liquid". And as a result, when I saw the stairs to the top, I clearly realised how much I hated stairs. Even though I have a slightly different reason than one black slime.

That's when I realised a possible mode of transport. Namely, in the form of slime. However, this way, although it helped me to breathe fresh air (we were in a small house in the forest, not far from the Capital), but could not provide both good speed and convenience. So, I kept learning to walk, as silly as that sounds.

More or less, I succeeded only after another 3 days. I was finally able to walk on my own to the street without deforming my legs on the way. By the way, one unpleasant downside became clear. Any organism I touched was literally devoured by me, satisfying my hunger and giving me strength. This process, reminded me of the game prototype, which I long chopped in my first world. But the fun didn't last long. Until the moment I realised I couldn't control it. Absolutely.

Every organism, was being devoured by me for no good reason, even when I was completely full. And then, after another week, I was able to walk normally, just like before. You could even say I was running my body at the same level as before. However, the former level, did not have the ability to create various cold weapons from my hands. Therefore, I was now learning how to control it.

By the way, I hardly interacted with Torila at all. She mostly ran off to get ingredients for Dorothea's experiments, who was often running around her lab yelling "where are those fucking flasks of wild blood??!?!?"

I stood in the clearing among the trees that was near our cabin, enjoying the forest sounds. A kilometre to the west, six deer graze. Not far from them, 2 deer are fighting, and meanwhile, they are surrounded by a pack of 4 wolves. To the east, a group of people are walking. 4 men and 2 women. Judging by the smells, I can guess that just half an hour ago, the whole group was copulating with each other. The north is quiet, but to the south there's a 12-man band of bandits. Hmm... and that group is heading in their direction.

I sighed, and then I concentrated on the image of a huge blade coming out of my hand, which had a certain Alex Mercer. But the result surprised me. Very much so. I was wearing a black jacket, a waistcoat underneath and blue jeans with black trainers. I was wearing a hood over my head, and my right hand was a huge, approximately one and a half metre blade. The second coming of Mercer....

- Fucked up. - I commented briefly on what I saw. - What am I supposed to call myself now?

***

I made up my mind. After an hour, I had more or less adjusted to my form, not losing it at the slightest loss of concentration. I was standing on a branch, just above the camp of the outlaws, who were now discussing who would fuck the captured women first. The men had already been raked up by a couple of big men, but I wasn't worried about them. A man is psychologically strong, and in the medieval world... However, I have no idea how they will feel about their own rape.

Oh, well. I see that the chicks have already been divided and are getting ready to copulate. Four men have already put the girls on a stump, having previously put a knife to their throats so that they would not bite them off, and then started to pull down their trousers.

I silently jumped right on top of them, knocking off the heads of two of them and cutting the torso of the third. The whole gang immediately widens their eyes, pulling out swords and axes on automatic. At the same time, I feel euphoric again, as the moment the trio was chopped up, they were also devoured through my blade.

With my free hand, I grab the fourth rapist by the head, and he is also pulled into my body, becoming a scarlet slurry in the process. Shit... I couldn't hold on. The blade disappears, leaving a plain hand in the black jacket of Mercer's guise, which for some reason hasn't disappeared. But the bandits, obviously not willing to die, and therefore, seeing my weapon gone, immediately rushed into battle.

So... Faster, we need to think faster... WHISTLE!

My hand, obediently transformed into this weapon, which by the way has not changed since last time. A whistle of air from the horizontal impact and that's it. The gang is gone, and I'm bursting with pleasure. I fall to my knees and breathe heavily, smiling stupidly.

And here I go again, killing. Killing people. Looking round the stumps, I see nothing but empty spaces where the girls were. Far away in the woods, I hear the two victims of the rapists running, and on their way, wolves waiting. I hear multiple growls, women screaming and slurping sounds.

Well... it just got worse. Perhaps without me these girls would have got out sooner or later, raped many times, but still alive. But I intervened. And now, they're all dead. Akame was right in saying... I'm a monster. And a girl like her has enough monsters in her life, and I don't want to set her up with one more. The most dangerous one. And the most bloodthirsty.

***

- Why are you moping? You seem to be in full possession of your body, so why are you so sad? - Dorothea asked cheerfully, running into the kitchen where I was sitting. It was a nice bonus that I could now eat any food I wanted. It didn't make me hungry at all, but it tasted good.

The vampire was becoming more and more cheerful every day, especially when she talked to me. I don't know why. But it doesn't matter.

- The cockroaches in her head. - I waved her off, glancing at the miniature Akame with the demonic horns, tail, and trident, as well as the seductive clothes sitting on my left shoulder. Already knowing what I was about to see, I glanced over to my right shoulder, where Esdes was sitting in a similar role.

- Look at her..." Akame whispered in my ear. - So delicious...

- Look at her," Esdes whispered in her ear. - so sexy...

My breath caught as I looked at Dorothea and noticed both of those qualities of hers. The girl noticed my running eyes.

- Is something wrong? - She asked.

- No, no...everything is fine. - I replied, covering my eyes and trying to calm down.

- Eat her...

- Fuck her.

- Dorothea... I'd like to think alone... could you..." I asked hoarsely.

The girl gave me a suspicious look but didn't object, silently heading to the basement, allowing me to exhale in peace.

- Fool. - Both demonesses shouted at me in one voice, and then whips appeared in their hands.

- I sighed, looking at Yuichiro, who was sitting on the ceiling, looking at me cheerfully.

- Why not?" he wondered. - It's just a process of you getting used to your new body, and I'm almost absorbed by you. In a couple of weeks, the glitches will stop. - he waved his hand.

- The roof won't go back on. - I sighed.

- Wrong. - Yuichiro grinned. - A couple of months' rest in the forest and you'll be as good as new. And then you'll find your mates. Favourites, too.

- No..." I shook my head. - I realised clearly. In the lives of the Apostates, and Akame in particular... Kaneki Ken had died defending them from the First Teigu.

- Who knows...' Yuichiro said strangely. - You'll change your mind when you come to your senses. Or else... maybe it's just like you said. - After which, the First simply disappeared.