It's a nightmare, I've been shitting all damn day, and now the east side of the city is full of turds. It's worth noting that all the waste was gray, but aside from its color, there didn't seem to be any other change. Don't ask me how I know, I just know, it's all for the sake of magical scientific advancement.
By nightfall, the symptom didn't seem to stop and even the desire to release the inner demons seemed to increase. That's is starting to worry me, I mean, dysentery is at the top of my list of fears. As I didn't want to go near the river, since it's the only source of water and it's best to keep it clean, I had prepared some smoked meat, fruits and water to get through the bad time.
But of course, those preparations were before things got so complicated, so except for water to hydrate me, food didn't help at all since I couldn't eat. Well, I could eat, but since I had to go to the bathroom every moment, I had two options, not to eat or to eat while defecating, so I wisely decided not to eat. I would like to think that the situation is not so serious as to warrant such drastic measures.
Day 2
The night was hell, luckily the symptoms started to diminish as dawn was breaking, so time proved me right and the next morning all the effects had completely disappeared, well almost all of them. The east side of the city is still a minefield. I hadn't been able to rest at night so I was tired and weak from dehydration, but I was so hungry that I felt like I was self-digesting.
So, despite the tiredness, I set aside sleep for a moment to prepare a piece of meat. The preparation was simple and quick, so instead of cooking, the meat burned, but my hungry self didn't care and proceeded to devour that piece of charcoal as if it was the last supper. And I must say that even though the meat was burnt, that didn't take away from the flavor, because that fucking burnt goat tasted heavenly.
"Friend, do you defecate?"
"...."
"Don't get me wrong, it's not that after these events I've picked up a sick habit. I'm just asking because I haven't seen you go to the hole"
"...."
"What? Don't look at me like that, it's just curiosity, I'm not a weirdo. If you don't want to say it then don't say it, there's no need to make such a fuss"
“..Guy-”
"Wait, now that I think about it, do you even have an anus, or is it some kind of magical process that makes everything disappear?"
“.....”
"Yes, I hadn't thought about it before, I'll have to study it, maybe it's an essential part of learning magic, let me see—"
*WHOOSH*
"What a lack of commitment to magical science, how do you want science to advance if you don't cooperate?"
The rest of the day, I spent sleeping. The lack of sleep can cause people to do stupid things and I don't want to leave a visual mark in my mind that that I won't be able to erase even with all the magic in the world. And by the time I woke up it was already night, I was still a little sleepy, but I was not as bad as before, I wanted to continue sleeping but curiosity to know if I had obtained results did not let my mind calm, that and hunger.
Even though I was hungry, it wasn't the same feeling of total emptiness that I felt before, so this time I was able to take enough time to at least it didn't burn. After a decent night snack, with a full stomach, a calm mind, the cool night breeze and the wailing of the prairie animals, it was time to check my gains from the previous test.
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The tests are the same as before, speed, endurance, strength, dexterity and the senses, though it doesn't take me long to realize that well, I'm still weak, but I have the sensation of feeling lighter, as if my body had been cleansed, as if my body had been cleansed, as if some weight has been lifted off my shoulders and could move more freely. Though with no apparent results, I couldn't be sure, so I don't consider it a result, but it's something to keep in mind.
Initially I thought I had gained some strength, but tests proved me wrong, so that feeling of lightness could well be due to the absurd amount of fecal matter that came out of me. And I'm pretty sure that with all that I excreted, maybe the weight I lost was the tapeworm. But I would like to think that it's more of a magical issue, but since I can't be completely sure, so for the moment it's under observation.
Although the only result the experiment showed was diarrhea, it actually helped me to discern something very important: consuming Danamus' blood does not seem to be fatal for me. If anything, I could now increase the amount of blood I add as a seasoning. I still don't dare to drink the pure blood. Imagine you have a nice piece of meat in front of you, but you have no teeth to be able to eat it. That possible terrible outcome is something I will avoid as long as possible.
Experiments on myself N°5 Test 2
"Do dragons have some way of thanking or asking for luck for cases like this? Something like the dragon god or dragon ancestors?"
*Huff*
"No? That's what I thought"
'I guess again, it's all Russian roulette. I just hope my luck is good this time and I dodge the bullet'
"Thank you for providing the food Dragon Lord Danamus, though not a complaint, but I would like a little more variety. In any case give me luck so that I don't perish on the path of magical science and if the experiment is dangerous, then let you be the one to try it first. Amen.... Enjoy your meal"
"Grrrr"
I know I'm rushing by not letting my body rest after the previous ordeal, which could be dangerous, but I feel like I'm getting closer to something. What? I don't know, but I hope it's positive. So just rest for a day before resuming the second test with the meat. Normally, I would repeat the same experiment without variations, but I see it as senseless, and I don't want to go through the same pain just because.
But again, the purpose of my experiments is to find a solution, an answer, not to kill myself. So even though I made changes, they were not drastic either, I just added two more drops of blood, decreased the amount of meat and maybe the most drastic change is that there's no more fruit sauce. Aside from that, with the previous precedent I took more caution and made a few more preparations to avoid the same setbacks, it would be very foolish of me if I didn't learn anything from my own experiments.
I arranged a place away from the habitable areas to dispose of waste and this time with the help of Danamus, we dug a much deeper hole. The ground isn't very hard and the young dragon's magic is very useful for this kind of things, so creating the new latrine wasn't difficult, but if very necessary to preserve a little hygiene.
The waste site had created it on the east side since I am in this place, after all I didn't want to fill the city with human waste and bad smells. I don't know how long I will be locked up here and it would be very unpleasant to walk around and step in my own manure. Unfortunately that place was unusable after the previous event, besides it has to be far from the water source, if the water gets contaminated it would be a very serious problem.
As it seems the young dragon does not defecate and as he did not let me investigate it, I won't be able to unravel the mystery. In any case with the new site I think it will be impossible for me to fill it alone in a short period of time, though in case I can never leave this place I must find a solution to that problem. The ideal would be the prairies and that it serves as fertilizer for the grass, but for now that is not an option.
Also, I made a better bed with some fresh leaves, I mean, it's not like I had a bed before, so some leaves are a big improvement. I also had in some improvised pots that Danamus created with earth magic, there I kept the water to drink and to clean myself. Before, to avoid dirtying the water, I was for a long time as if I was a newborn, it was not a good experience and in the last pot I squeezed some juice of fruit juice. It's not much, but I hope it helps me in some way.
"You call this art? Friend, I had planned to sell this in my shop, but you are a terrible craftsman. What a shame! If your dragon ancestors were artisans and saw this, they would be very disappointed in you"
“......”
cough* cough*
"In any case, will you keep me company? I think you already know what will happen, so you'll have to help me clea-"
“Gaar”
*FLAP FLAP FLAP*
"You're leaving, of course, leave me to my fate, what an unreliable friend and dragon"