The young goats that occasionally come near the walls are all I can see. Well, I can also make out the animals a bit farther away and the dense forest in the distance, but everything with poor resolution. The animals and the forest I only see them as little moving dots. Of course it's the animals that move, I mean, the trees don't move, that would be weird.
'If trees could move, I wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully after all I did to their descendants. They must hate me. Luckily it's impossible.......... Trees don't move, right?'
The senses of hearing, touch, and smell remain the same. After a simple test to rule out the basic senses, I didn't find any significant changes. So in short, it was a failure. For a second I thought about jumping off the tower to see if I've become immortal, or maybe I'll be able to fly now, but I'm not yet crazy or desperate enough to seek death so proactively.
Since there wasn't a positive result with the senses, the next step is the physical tests, though if I'm honest, I don't have any hope. In any case, strength comes first. Young trees were my strength gauge since I couldn't uproot them, but at least I could move them, something I couldn't do this time. So instead of gaining super strength I've become weaker, which makes sense since I haven't regained all my muscle mass yet, so it makes sense.
Although I was a little discouraged because I sensed that I would not get anything, the second step was to test my speed, which was difficult to discern, because though I regained my faculties when I tried to run at full speed, I stumbled several times before my muscles gradually got used to it, only to discover that my speed remained the same. Without a stopwatch, I relied on the sensation of running to gauge the times, but I would say there are no changes and it even seems like I'm slower than before, which again, is normal.
Although I don't have a stopwatch either to do the Cooper test and measure endurance, what I can do is to jog at a constant speed for the time it takes for a piece of meat to be simmering. It's not very precise, true, but it was the best I could come up with, though, well, it was in vain. At the end of the tests, the result is that all my abilities decreased instead of increasing.
'So all the pain I had to go through was for naught hahaha....... shit'
Experiments on myself N°6 Test 2
Day 1
I was nervous, but I'm not sure if the nerves are because of the pain I might experience or because of the lack of good results. In any case, I didn't wait too long and the next day, to prevent the previous disappointment from lowering my spirits, I started the next torture, I mean test. Of course, all this naked, because I still have not recovered my voice so I have not been able to ask what happened to my clothes. Though if the result is the same as the previous one, I think that being without clothes is better.
With the first light of morning I made all my preparations for the experiment, which basically consisted of meat, blood, water and faith, lots of faith. A barbaric breakfast for a barbaric experiment. With everything ready, the only thing left to do was to enjoy the food and wait for the blow like a pig waiting for the time when it will be slaughtered.
“uhg”
I didn't even have to wait a few minutes like before. Immediately after eating the last bite of meat, a slight burning sensation started in my stomach and then began to spread throughout my body, but it's so subtle that it could well be just my nerves playing with my head. I mean, the first time everything took me by surprise and I couldn't react, this time I was already prepared and that could have played with my senses.
“uhgm”
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Throughout the day, I suffered with the slight pain that does not dissipate or intensify, so either my senses are motherfuckers or the experiment is the cause of the discomfort, but there were no more reactions for the rest of the day either. The pain is like a mild constipation, so it doesn't pose a problem for my daily activities. When I felt hungry I ate fruit, I avoided eating meat lest it alter the results. I also took walks around the city so as not to go crazy, which helped me momentarily forget the pain.
Day 2
As I feared, the pain is increasing, I would have preferred intense pain from the start, but when things go wrong they can only get worse. The burning sensation transformed into pain, it's still not unbearable but it's exasperating, and it's gradually intensifying, so it's worrisome. I tried to go about my day normally, but I quickly discovered that my skin is more sensitive and any rubbing a little hard against something causes me intense pain.
Things got worse in the afternoon, stomach problems became present and again I lost my faculties. I was unable to hold on and had to rush to the restroom. It was a sprint in which I reached a speed that even I didn't know I could reach, it was such that Lightning B. would be called a mere thunder.
'Hell, did I have to go through all of this before? Heavens, thankfully I was half dead'
Day 3
It's horrible torture, I can't stand the rubbing of the leaves anymore, every time it happens it's like I'm being burned alive. So most of the time I try to stand, but the wind hurts me too, so now I'm near a tree. I could go inside the castle, but I still have to eat, plus it would be terrible if the bathroom is too far away. Danamus helps me to squeeze the fruits and bring the water, but I'm still getting dehydrated because of the diarrhea, so I do everything I can to avoid it.
'I hope this is over soon. I look like a fucking zombie moaning as I walk slowly'
Day 4
It was a bad night, I couldn't sleep, I tried to lie down but the pain created from the leaves contacting my skin made it impossible and sleeping standing up is out of the question. Unless my ancestors are chicken and I have chicken genes, then sleeping standing up would be an option.
Day 5
Everything has been slowly getting worse. The effects of going to the bathroom so much and the fatigue from not being able to sleep are already taking their toll on me. I'm starting to lose control of my body, it's difficult for me to try to eat, and even drinking water has become a challenge. Walking is also impossible now, the little strength I have left I try to conserve to stay on my feet, but I am very exhausted and standing is difficult. Even so, it is better than feeling the needles in my skin.
Day 6
Well, when things are bad, they can only get worse. The day greeted me with the fact that I am suffering from vomiting, the accumulation of things is driving me crazy, I can't even lie down to rest or try to sleep because I feel like I'm cooking alive. I wish I would pass out, but that doesn't look like it's going to happen, at this rate I will either go crazy or commit suicide, if you think about it these are not good options.
'Holy mongoose, who was the Imbecile who thought doing this would be a good idea?'
Danamus at all times has been close paying attention to me, when he goes hunting he doesn't take long and rests close to where I am to help in case any problem arises. Although at the moment there is not much that the young dragon can do except help me eat and things get complicated because we can't communicate, but I appreciate his care, because in one way or another, that makes me feel safer.
Day 7
The young dragon created a bed of magic leaves, or were they ordinary leaves and he did something to them with his magic? I don't understand, but they are softer than normal leaves and have a very relaxing fresh scent. But the most important thing is that when I lay on them, my skin didn't hurt like before, so it was a small and very necessary rest in the midst of the torture, a rest that I was able to obtain thanks to Danamus.
Sure, I still had to go to the bathroom, but being able to rest my bones somewhat revived my will, which was already deteriorating. I don't know how long it will be until this martyrdom ends, but all I can do is endure. I mean, before I did the experiment, I knew what could happen and yet I decided to continue, so at this point, I can't regret it anymore.
Day 8
Is the young dragon a seer or did he already know what would happen? In any case, the bed he made arrived just in time. It's hard enough for me to stand up, I can still do it, but it takes a lot of effort that it's hard to recover afterward, but I still do it. I mean, I don't want to shit myself while I'm conscious. Well, apart from Danamus, there's no one else here and after all he's done for me, I don't think he'll judge me, but it’s a little of pride and dignity that I want to keep from myself.