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[Evolution Complete]
[Analyzing downloaded data...]
[Data still incompatible with host.]
[Data has been safeguarded for future usage.]
[Commencing awakening procedures.]
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Pleasant warmth filled with darkness.
It feels good.
It feels right.
It feels...tight.
Too tight. Can't breathe. Suffocating, I am suffocating! I need to get out of this thing!
Struggling, I somehow managed to get out of that cocoon and stand up.
"Oh man, my head! How much did I drink last night?"
[Congratulations]
[Evolution is complete.]
[New race is set as [Molded High Elf]]
[All states have been increased]
[New skills received: [Mold Magic] [Nature Magic] [Natural Magic Absorption] [Body Reconstruction] [Elven Speech]]
[Skills [Basic Fast Eye] [Basic Sharp Eyes] And [Basic Spirit Eyes] are compatible with each other]
[Commencing Skill fusion...]
[... Fusion complete]
[New skill received:[Aether Vision]]
[[The Pendant of Nergal] have accidentally fused with the user while evolving]
Shhh, I still have an evolution hangover. Just-Just let me sit down for a while.
I leaned on the dissection table, trying to gather the small number of brain cells left.
"Breath in... Breathe out. In. Out... Man, I feel dizzy. I need a coffee."
With all my might I took out an emergency recovery potion from my pocket and drank it.
"Ugh, why does it taste so bad?!"
After the ingestion, the potion quickly calmed my mind, helping me to think properly.
"Man, this was horrible. Evolution sucks. Never again."
As I sighed, finally opening my eyes.
"Ugh, am I tripping while also having a hangover? Evolution is weird."
The laboratory didn't change, it was my vision that became more vibrant. The colors became brighter and the lines more visible.
"Shit, I am lucky to not have a hangover anymore. I would have vomited if I saw this.
As I laughed, I noticed my reflection on the table.
"No way..."
It was a complete change. I looked like a real human.
I was still green and skinny, but I now had a normal size, and my limbs were proportional to my body, although my fingers were still longer than the ones I had when I used to be human.
Somehow, the clothing I was wearing was still on me, so all I could see was my face.
It was my old one, yet it wasn't.
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