Быть Гладу и Хладу / There will be Hunger and Cold: 8. Что толку бежать от волны цунами трех сотен метров в высоту, стоя прямо на пляже и гарантированно не успевая найти укрытие?

8. What's the point of running from a tsunami wave three hundred meters high, standing right on the beach, and guaranteed not having time to find shelter?

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 08:28

* * *

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 08:28

Irina's call caught him on his way to work, so he had to listen to yet another rambling female monologue filled with thanks, gratitude, and other good wishes. Ira was generous with these wishes, as she was with praise for his advice, which had helped her cope with the difficulties that had arisen after the resurrection of the unfortunate Warlock. She was resurrected outside the city, but literally a couple of kilometers from its walls, in an inconspicuous ditch, on a wide, flat boulder, the edges of which were scorched from the process of creating the resurrected body. There were no witnesses nearby, so the naked girl was temporarily left to her own devices. On the one hand, being resurrected outside the city saved her from many problems, but on the other hand, she had to search for clothes until evening, when a suitable victim appeared nearby.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 08:32

The girl had suffered enough, so she didn't feel any qualms about killing a random passerby for his clothes, but she was still glad that it didn't come to that. Her victims were a couple of bandits from the glorious city of Not-Baghdad, as she called it, referring to the recently re-released Disney cartoon, who were dragging someone's slaughtered and stripped body to that very ditch. As they say, they came themselves, so there was no need to search for them or torment oneself with moral questions. Crime in the glorious city of Nha-Bahadte was so well under control that if the bodies of the gangsters she had killed were found, there would certainly be someone to blame.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 08:33

She killed one with a stone to the back, simply smashing his skull, and neatly burned the brains of the second with a Drop of Fire. After that, she crushed his head with a boulder to leave no traces of the unusual wound. Then there was a quick search of the corpses and the privatization of the much higher quality items of the previously killed, and an even quicker departure from the glorious city, back to the familiar dunes, rare oases, and rocky plains, far away from the kind local people. However, now she has a normal map and a rough understanding of her own mistakes, so perhaps she won't get into trouble again. And if she does, it won't be as stupid as the first time.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 08:39

After saying goodbye to the boastful girl, wishing her luck and all the best, and agreeing to perhaps meet again, Ilya immersed himself in his now familiar routine. Yes, he had won the Lottery and was having all kinds of adventures in Broken using a completely cheaty build, but the tables, the tables, bitch, won't fill themselves. At work, he tried not to get too carried away with the Forum, but certain moments still reached his consciousness. On the first day after the end of the Dive, news from Broken is coming from everywhere. And no one canceled the lunch break. Reading the news on a smartphone is not much more difficult than on a monitor.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 08:45

He returned home tired and a little angry. The whole office had to stay late, but gradually his anger gave way to curiosity and tension. The end of the eighties was approaching, since the Mechanism had fully arrived on old Earth, and that meant the beginning of the eighty-first year. Nine times nine, as is easy to calculate, and everyone knew about the Ancients' love for the numbers seven and nine. There was still about six months to wait, but the anticipation had already begun and showed no signs of ending. Although he was more interested in seeing the faces of those around him, if nothing happen on that date. Again, the date itself may turn out to be vague or inaccurate, since it is counted from the day of the arrival of general access to the Star of Dreams and the departure of the Seven from Earth into the unknown. What if it were necessary to count from the moment of the initiation of the Seven? Then the date turned out to be hopelessly overdue by about thirty years.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 08:57

New stories about Broken, new adventures, new scandals, intrigues, and investigations flowed continuously. One of the Earth trios officially announced its intention to move to the fourth stage of development, setting the date for the very start of the next cycle. A couple of other trios also failed in their attempts to break through, which, as you might guess, happens much more often than success, so they will now have to spend a long time recovering from their unsuccessful breakthrough and the negative effects it had. The Earthlings are still lucky. Among them, methods for minimizing the consequences of a failed breakthrough have never been particularly secret. So there were no permanent losses of attributes or reduction in the quality of talents, but it could have crippled Twin so badly that he would have become completely unplayable.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 08:59

Turning on another podcast, this time with news from a large community of earthlings who were pushing for Mechanist classes of various kinds and builds, Ilya began to lazily think about what to do next. He had a good memory. He remembered the scene he had seen in passing from his diving colleague very clearly. Redrawing the letters from memory was not a difficult task, as he had mastered the basic skills of art as a teenager. The request was sent anonymously to the Forum. He offered a high price, not skimping, so the order was accepted in literally half an hour, and Ilya even allowed three separate translators to work on it. Languages belonging to other worlds, not Broken, are known and even studied on Earth. They are studied precisely for cases like this, yes.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 09:10

In principle, he could have tried using one of the language models and deciphered the text on his own, but he decided to make his life easier by paying for it. And he was not disappointed. For “only” forty-five credits, fifteen per translator, he received the translation in just an hour and a half, and all three even corrected his mistakes in the redrawing themselves. Well, or they gave him several possible options where he had clearly redrawn something that was not what the unknown Occultist from Boretsaria had meant. He didn't like what he had read very much, but he knew what he would be reading and didn't fall into complete despair. Although he wanted to. Dealing with other divers is always a hassle for both sides. It's difficult, you know, to fight an enemy that can come back to life an unknown number of times.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 09:13

In the translation of the inscriptions on the tablets obtained from three independent sources, the Occultist was presented as Lyubozar Dolgoleykin, senior clerk of the special royal chancellery under His Excellency's sixth regiment of God's chosen ones. He provided his coordinates at the time of the ritual, his class, and his approximate build. Quite weak and with some missed opportunities, but at the same time reliable and balanced, which sounded like a compliment coming from Ilya. He confirmed his readiness to receive orders from his immediate superior and assured his loyalty to the royal dynasty. And this immediately made Ilya feel discouraged, because the protocols of the Boretsaria's God-chosen regiments on Earth were known almost better than the Boretsarians themselves. Ilya even took, along with everyone else, full modules dedicated to such things, which covered most of the neighboring worlds.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 09:17

The regiment, which is part of the First Seven and attached to the Special Chancellery, includes relatively reliable and serviceable individuals, as well as minor aristocrats supported by the aristocracy, which is by no means minor, as commanders. And if this fellow is here, then it is highly likely that his colleagues and fellow officers are here as well. Otherwise, he would have no reason to perform the marker ritual. In principle, it is quite possible to send a group of newcomers, binding them together, so that they are born on approximately the same piece of Broken. On Earth, such methods are also known and regularly used. States regularly try to send new working groups this way, and they often even begin to bring in considerable profits. Unfortunately, such a ritual can only be performed for one group of no more than seven individuals. It is not possible to add new fighters to the already sent “bundle”; the next seven will be sent to a new piece of the Broken.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 09:25

What stopped us was that this method is very expensive, as each such messenger requires an investment of almost four digits, which is much more expensive than the final benefits. There are also unique Gifts, the kind that can be sold or transferred through the Forum or by personal will, which allow you to manipulate “bundles,” but such values are even more expensive. There, the connection limit is a full nine, and they can be born literally at a single point — an incredible advantage. For such a Gift, if you transfer it to the right person, you will be showered with gold and treated like royalty.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 10:31

But this is not the situation. Which is good.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 13:24

And bad. Very, very bad.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 13:24

If seven or three divers from a world that is by no means friendly to Earth, who know each other, suddenly show up at Ilya's place, then that's... bad. It means they've been invested in. It means this group is accompanying someone important and very necessary to the higher ranks of another world. An Occultist with a clearly well-developed build, in the rank of, say, a particularly seasoned sergeant, and from a specific office, will not accompany just anyone and will not bow his head. Ilya really wanted to visit the village-town of Three Adits at the beginning of the next cycle. To find Lyubozar and make him suffer for exactly one life less. He wanted it so badly, but only the distance and possible pursuers stopped him.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 10:35

"Okay. Let's play a counting game." Standing up and barely restraining himself from kicking an innocent chair, Ilya paces the apartment and frowns with difficult thoughts. "Let's count, there's a seven in the scattered standard. Plus me. Plus an unknown number of someone else, yes. Who?"

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 13:25

The Broken and Almighty Mechanism is quite predictable from a statistical point of view, thanks to which a lot can be learned about the situation around it from indirect clues. Usually, one sector of the Broken Mechanism gives birth to seven to nine Divers, most often from different worlds, one or two individuals from each planet. Most of them die quickly within a few cycles, not lasting even a year, not earning even a couple of drops. But sometimes, if someone tries to activate the “bundle,” the Mechanism can heat things up a bit. In the most extreme cases, it sends two or even three “bundles,” and then things get fun, but there have been fewer recorded cases of this than the fingers on the hand of a machine tool operator who does not follow safety procedures.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 10:37

The largest number of registered divers per call is seventy-three confirmed individuals. Or rather, as everyone around is sure, it was a sacred eighty-one, a.k.a. nine nines. It's just that some of that crowd died without meeting anyone. However, such a case was registered only once, and the reason for that was a woodpecker with a FaFo indicator higher than five that had sneaked into these nine by nine. Such favorites of Fortune and Fate can sometimes cause such anomalies right at the birth of a Twin, as if attracting smaller destinies with their gravitational field of a larger destiny. This entire mighty crowd, which was later called the Suicide Company, did not live long, because they were thrown into the Broken sector, literally dying under the creatures and filth crawling from all sides. Less than half survived three cycles, six met the ninth cycle, and there was no one to meet the tenth. However, they earned so much essence that it was indecent; if they had time, they could have even tried to go through the ritual of breaking through to the second level.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 13:31

This is hardly the case here. Otherwise, Ilya would have had a chance to see not just one dream marker, but a greater number of them, but still, the initial number of Divers per sector of the ecumene in his case is higher than the norm. Eighteen or twenty-seven, most likely, but there is no way to guarantee it. But not less, that's for sure. The Mechanism does not like to simplify the lives of individual "bundles", trying to balance their presence with a certain number of Divers from other worlds. So the presence of a couple of earthlings in his sector can also be considered confirmed. Since he opened his eyes there. In many ways, this is even worse for him than the fighting degenerates next to him. The faces of the Twins are very similar to real ones; one attentive individual and AI for creating photofits from a verbal description are enough for the entire Forum to recognize his face.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 13:34

It's just that they don't usually do that. And in general, publishing other people's diver statuses is one of the Treaty's taboos. But if not the state, but an individual sees the face of Ilya's twin, then creates a portrait and connects facial recognition systems with access to social networks, then they will find him. In fact, divers on Earth find each other much more often than the state finds divers. Or rather, the state "doesn't find" such individuals, but most likely collects information; it simply has no right to use it for its purposes.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 13:51

Oh, why, why, why couldn't he have been born in the most standard situation possible? So that only seven divers, six of whom quickly retreat to their home world due to the death of the Twin, so that Ilya alone would be in white? Is he asking for that much? He doesn't need more. He doesn't need a group for active pumping, simply receiving drops quickly and easily enough to develop himself even in complete solitude and doing things that are by no means the most profitable in terms of obtaining Essence. And now, here, he will have to prepare for a clash with colleagues, and a clash is guaranteed. If the Boretsarians sent a whole bundle, then it means the bundle has a commander, and they will spend Essence in this way only on royal blood. Such freaks will not tolerate any competitors next to them. Either go and lie down under them, accepting citizenship and taking oaths to a person of royal blood, or you will automatically become their legitimate target.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 13:53

They wrote the laws for themselves, so everyone who went against their laws automatically became guilty themselves.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 13:54

At least something from world to world does not want to change, at least something preserves the constancy that pleases the soul.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 14:14

Again, requests to the Forum. Again, anonymous payments. Again, expenses that would have ruined him before, but now don't even irritate him. New reports and collected information on the Wendigo class arrived, which hadn't been completed in the last cycle. Several very famous specialists posted another set of data in the public domain, this time about pure rituals. He had already successfully bought a considerable part of these records, but now they were still thrown into the public domain, so Ilya saw no reason not to get acquainted, study, and write out individual moments for himself. And no, not the recipe for a very powerful and high-quality love spell ritual that works only on aboriginal women, and the ungifted ones, those that you perceive as beautiful.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 14:24

But, damn, more than a hundred thousand copies and downloads of the ritual schematic in less than a day. That's where the real power of magic is, and not all these bottomless maws and hungry flames. Although he was studying not just another vulgarity, but that same hungry flame, or rather, the "Hungry Flame" with seven steps, as well as the "Flame of Hunger", also with seven. A very rare type of talents, close to each other, tied to the connection of Hunger and, in fact, Flame. Considering that Hunger is almost always and everywhere tied to his twin brother, Cold, such talents seem truly unique. And quite suitable for one Wendigo, if he, of course, can somehow acquire them.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 14:40

The records found by the raid group of the Retributers of Word, a considerable community, two hundred and something divers, a very good average indicator of personal power, were parts of the diaries of an ancient gifted one. The one who possessed both of these talents successfully described how he developed them and what he received from certain aspects of enhancement. And also, which is no less valuable, scrupulously listed the improvements that he missed, also explaining the reasons why he did not choose them. Ilya found such reading so interesting that he again sat until late, almost falling asleep in his chair, and then went to work exhausted. It is at such moments that you furiously envy your own Gemini, who can sleep three hours for three days without any problems with health and concentration!

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 14:44

That's how time passed until the beginning of the next cycle, coming thirty-three days after the end of the last one. There was plenty of time to gather more information about Boretsarium and what was going on there now. Access to other Forums belonging to other worlds is very limited and only opens from the fourth or, in rare cases, the third level. In theory, his Essence reserves are more than enough to buy the time of one of these people. So that they would spend their time on the otherworldly Forums, very limited and with a limited number of visited topics, on his orders. But even all his reserves would not be enough for all the wants that he had collected by this moment.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 14:54

He wasn't going to deprive himself of all his savings for the sake of questions that were not of the first importance. It was unlikely that a direct list of all the "links" would be found in the freely accessible sections of that Forum, as well as the builds of those who were in those links, supplemented with the current coordinates of the enemy divers. And if it were found, it only meant that his opponents were absolute, outrageous, completely unteachable morons, and therefore there was no point in worrying about them anyway. Such individuals would die peacefully without his participation, and all he would have left to do was cry over the missing graves.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 14:55

Only a firm conviction was maturing in Ilya that these particular aliens, who turned out to be his involuntary neighbors, no matter how cruel and vile they were, were in no way idiots.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 14:57

* * *

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 14:44

The time between dives passed quite calmly, the enthusiasm from his feat to save the beautiful lady diminished even more, and they almost stopped pestering him with questions about the Broken. It was a pity, after all, he liked to educate everyone who wanted to, and he had enough tact not to try to educate those who did not want to be educated. He was not a fan of the latest, or any other, edition of Warhammer, really! The only thing that changed was Mal'n'kov's attitude, who suddenly began to treat Ilya noticeably more pleasantly and even said hello when they met. Considering his usually disdainful attitude towards the little people swarming around, it was a cognitive dissonance.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 14:58

The template was torn, to put it simply.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 14:58

It feels like the guy once wanted to do the Deed himself and help the beautiful stranger, but failed and now compensates for this omission, as if touching someone else's "great feat". The version in which Ilya simply sees blue curtains and enjoys the syndrome of searching for deep meaning in everyday trifles seems much more likely. Most likely, Malenkov simply did not know about Ilya's existence until now, but then he saw and remembered. The diver's salary did not increase at all from such an attitude and respectful treatment from the authorities, if anything. It would be better to continue to look at him as shit, but raise the payments so that Ilya would have the opportunity to spend more without attracting suspicion.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 15:06

Communication with Irina did not disappear, although it seemed that both parties did nothing to continue that communication. Sometimes she would call with a question on some topic, especially remembered for a requested lecture on the topic of fashion in relation to women's clothing of different cultural strata of the Broken. Well, okay, not exactly requested, but Ilya intuitively felt that Irina, who had embarked on the path of either war or an upcoming costume party of cosplayers, would not forgive him for his silence or refusal to talk. Sometimes Ilya himself would casually throw out a funny joke based on real events, which would result in another conversation for ten minutes. Nothing that could be called a relationship of any kind, but still, they remembered each other.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 15:07

Before diving into a new dive, he again set aside some time for the necessary rest, and this time not a day, but three. Not out of laziness, he simply checked and read everything possible, and he didn’t need anything else for the dive. In principle, until the moment of starting to work on pumping the later steps of talents and preparing for a breakthrough to the second stage, he doesn’t need to learn anything fundamentally new. He doesn’t need to know about his current build, but otherwise, of course, he will constantly have to search for information on this or that topic, depending on what exactly will happen in Broken.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 16:25

He did not ignore his personal gift lacuna. A considerable part of the information he purchased related to it. Having a good idea of the approximate plan of that lacuna, the list of opponents inside, as well as the main key images, he could extract a lot of information about this rotting abscess. By this time, the Earthlings had cleared out an insanely huge number of all sorts of lacunas. In no less number of these, they had received a harsh rebuff, or had completely run out. They had studied so many more lacunas taken together and multiplied by the nth degree from the records of the natives, historical chronicles, and ancient archives. Roughly speaking, they knew if not everything, then a lot, so much that almost the same “everything” about how to deal with these or those first-stage lacunas.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 16:29

High-level lacunae are always unique, but even the first stage of such has features of some uniqueness; unique history and memory are the essence and nature of the lacuna. At the same time, just the first stages, no matter how hard they try to show their uniqueness, are studied so well that it is extremely difficult not to find an analogue, something similar, already disassembled into bricks and tactical tables with schemes. Corpse eaters, location of the subtype "labyrinth", the axis in the form of a eaten out corpse pit, between the first and second stages, the presence among the eaten out remains of divine power belonging to the Guide of the Lost is likely, the presence of remains of theurgic mysteries of the devoured corpse of the servant of the divine is also likely. Enter a request and enjoy tens and hundreds of pages of available matches on the Forum.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 16:30

Even if a significant part of what was seen turned out to be dross or primitive retellings of the main blogs-encyclopedias, there were pearls of pure knowledge in this trough. And those same encyclopedias should not be underestimated. They will show you where to look, even if you do not find what you need. The main thing is to somehow communicate with the eternally busy experts of the section, who have the highest rating of useful answers. There, sometimes, such self-importance develops in half with pride flowing beyond any framework, that some fours or even fives have much or even orders of magnitude less show-off when communicating. Ilya knows this for sure, because he sits on most of these encyclopedias, also sometimes answering questions from newbies, constantly struggling with his show-off.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 16:38

I hope he doesn't turn into the same asshole.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 15:08

According to the tradition that had begun to take shape, before diving, he looked through blogs with jokes based exclusively on real events. As always, real events in Broken sometimes surpassed even the most fabulous jokes in delusion. Although the story about the dead granny successfully ended with the earthling escaping to the other end of his piece of the oikumene, other incidents happened all the time. For example, a very detailed description of the story that happened to one small detachment of earthlings was posted on the Forum. Not even a community with its own heart, no, a detachment that met each other in the vastness of Broken and decided to burn and survive together. The story, full of extremely inventive obscenities, told how the entertainment of one of the five earthlings ended. In total, by the way, there were six divers in the group, one of them just happened to be from another world, having sworn allegiance to the leader of the group.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 16:43

However, returning to the adventures of the young Spellmancer, he was a great lover of female beauty and was not at all embarrassed to take that beauty, regardless of the desires of the taken. He did without rape, but let's be honest, it is not the Spellmancer who can complain about the lack of supernaturally effective means of persuading the opposite and not-so-opposite sex. Among the elementary classes, only the Dreamers wash the brains more often than they. In fairness, his build itself turned out to be sharpened in thunder and lightning strikes, and not mental, but there was one extremely funny thing, a weak relic, obtained with a fight in one small and barely emerging gap. A full description of the relic was not given in the story, but its effect has long been unraveled. Something like a charming suggestion, super-effective hypnosis combined with increased gullibility and amorousness in the target.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 16:46

There were more than enough ungifted natives, and no one expressed displeasure with such things, neither natives nor even earthlings. Why, if you can quarrel with a good damage dealer and summoner, while there is practically no benefit? That is, the only girl in the squad, of course, promised to tear off the balls several times in a row, as soon as her comrade activated the thing near her, but no more. And then the boy played too much, became impudent and lost his head a little, alas, figuratively, not literally. Some special medicinal tincture on mushrooms removed the curse from him, received from a very powerful undead, but greatly reduced his rationality.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 16:49

If we are to be impartial, then the two granddaughters of the strongest gifted of the entire Ovirolc Satrapy, which could be considered an analogue of a very large duchy or a small kingdom-khanate, should not have been hanging around in the most seedy places of the city. They should not have been high on some smoking mixture, from which the resistance of the two gifted to mental and other effects dropped to minus values. They should not have, having smoked, run away far from the guards, deceiving them with their own illusions-phantoms. And, of course, the two girls should not have fallen for the stupidest pick-up line of an equally stoned earthling, finding themselves under the effect of his relic.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 16:53

The night turned out to be exceptionally glorious for three individuals who did not observe the rules of safe behavior under the influence of stimulants. And everything would have been fine, but the morning came and two beautiful oriental-looking girls realized that they had been, to put it mildly, fucked in all their orifices not entirely of their own free will. Which is doubly offensive, because they were in such a state that even without the amulet-relic, they would have agreed to everything that happened if the earthling had shown a little eloquence and the ability to give compliments. Not that this helped him to avoid revenge for his dishonor, but the fact itself is important. The proud son of the third planet from the Sun managed to escape their wrath, covering himself with an air shield and calling for help from war birds, with which he distracted the slightly hungover couple that so thirsted for his blood and torment.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 16:58

Then the granddaughters themselves came to their senses a little and admitted that they didn't want the boy to die immediately, or to die at all, because it was fun, and they themselves didn't even notice the control, largely because they didn't do anything under it that they themselves didn't want to do. The morals of the gifted can be very different, from completely puritanical to, well, like this. And everything would have been fine with the earthling; at most, he would have had to do some kind of favor for the satrapy and the supreme sorceress of that satrapy. But the situation became public knowledge too quickly, and the grandmother, like the mother, like the granddaughters, simply couldn't help but respond in such a situation. Here, the funny part of the story would have ended, and it would have been time for the boring and gloomy part. Another group of earthlings, killed outright by the natives of the Broken, with no chance of revival.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 17:00

It would have ended. The grandmother, who looks simply stunning, by the way, despite the fact that she is almost three hundred years old, turned out to be not a fool. And she did not want to ruin the very good and useful Earthling raiders-miners who worked for her, even indirectly. Apologies were made, and a formal punishment was imposed; in exchange, the life and health of the culprit were promised. The earthlings breathed a sigh of relief. So that the next cycle, the culprit would feel slightly unwell, lie down to sleep, wake up, tell everyone that he was going for a walk, and disappear forever until the end of the cycle. It took the guys a while to realize that he was most likely hooked by active somnambulism. The mother of two daughters was not the worst Dreamer in the class. The earthlings no longer knew whether to flee the city or try to rescue their comrade, but the grandmother calmed them all down, solemnly declaring that everything was fine with their comrade, confirming her words with an oath on the name and small altar of one of the Dead.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 17:03

And indeed. He returned alive and well. But the kind granny successfully performed not just an operation, but literally a complete ritual transformation, turning a male earthling into a female earthling. The funniest thing here is that his brain was in perfect order and there was no desynchronization, but it could not help. No cancellation of the spell will help against such a trick, because the body and even the aura of the Spellmancer became feminine in all respects. After all, the granny had the third stage, or even the fourth, it was not known for sure! In general, the relic, which now began to affect the owner too, had to be quickly disposed of, and the only girl in the earthling team received a reason for absolutely endless teasing.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 17:48

In fact, it was this comrade of the victim who described the whole story on the Forum, at the same time confirming its veracity, which is why the comrade threatened to kill her in both worlds if he met her. After that, it would be hard to imagine this group falling apart with all the internal strife. But, damn, it turned out really funny, especially in the retelling of a direct witness, who also attached "before" and "after" pictures to her messages. From Ilya's point of view, the asshole with the amulet became even more attractive after the procedure, but that's just a fleeting thought.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 17:40

Having laughed at other people's problems, having forgotten about his problems for a while, Ilya, for a short moment, became almost the happiest person in the world. Perhaps even in two worlds at once. So when the phone rang and Ira, tormented by doubts and fears about a new dive, suggested going somewhere to sit, Ilya agreed almost without thinking. Practice showed that they both played bowling terribly, and the idea of going to a familiar club just to try it out was complete idiocy. Next time they decided to go mini-golf, and Ilya even promised himself to learn the rules of that very golf for this. But for now, he only knows that a club is convenient for fighting off pressing small bandits armed with dangerous, but shorter knives.

Camrad_RIP 24.07.25 в 17:39