Blinking my eyes several time in pure bewilderment, as my mouth open and close several time without making a sound. My reflection was of a seven foot absolute muscular beast of a man, light grey skin glowing purple ominous eyes. As my mouth hang open, I spotted the inside of it in the mirror, I could see that all my teeth had become almost like fangs. 

All of them were razor sharp, kind of like a carnivore set of teeth. Slowly raising my new lighter colour grey skin finger inside my mouth, I tentatively poke my new fangs not trusting to cut myself on them if I were to use my tong. I could faintly feel some kind of pressure from my teeth press on my skin without breaking through.

As another on touch test, I place that same finger on the mirror, I could faintly feel some resistance as I ran my finger along the mirror barely receiving its smoothness texture. Adding a small amount of strength on my finger seeing if I needed to add more presure to bypass this new barrier. Cracks started appearing on the mirror all from the origin of the force I had place on my finger. 

"Looks like my sense of touch is a bit numb?" Testing further, I pinch some skin. Instead of a thin layer between my fingers, my skin was now much thicker it also felt denser and heavier.

"Wait do I have literally thick skin?" A loop side grin on my face as I contemplated the hilarious implication, as I was lost in thought blankly starring down at my hands. 

A faint buzzing was in my ear, at first I trie waving it away but something seem off about it. Finally breaking away from my stray thought, I was irritated at the annoying sound was distracting me. Finally finding the origin of the buzzing, it was just your common house fly. Only it just so happen to be on the other side of the room were normaly I shouldn't have been abel to hear from were I was standing. Weirder was that no matter how it move around I manage to perfectly followed it even going as far as anticipated it trajectory.

"So enhance sense all around excluding touch, in light of my new thick skin?" I noted in a sense of wonder as I also notice that my mind seem much clearer then ever before. No muddle thinking of panic or confusion, instead my thoughts were crystal clear. My mind seem to be going a miles a second.

"Ok, not just sense enhance but it seem my intelligence and overall thinking has vastly improve."  I fought the urge of running toward the computer, in order to furiously type into figuring out what hell had happen. Knowing full well that in my current state, I would unwittingly destroy anything I touch with my increase strength and little to no control over my motor function, at least for the moment.

Opening and closing my hands I felt a new sensation from my finger tips, had I lost my nails? Just now I realize my nailess fingers. All I could see was skin, turning my sight to my toes I notice another lack of toes nails as well, as my toes were coverd in its new light grey skin tone. 

Having an odd instinctual gut feeling, I push on my finger and toes. Razor sharp claws pop out from the very tip of my hands and feets. An inch long slightly curve claws on each digit I had the strangest of feeling that I could cut into most metal easily if I tried.

Clicking my tongue inside my mouth I notice the new sensation. Opening it up I finally notice that the inside wasn't red but a light violet now. Sticking my darker violet tongue out, it stretch out a good ten centimetre out without any strained. 

Not only that but my jaw could open much wider then before. As I experimented I found a new sensation it was like I could taste the air and a whole bunch of other stuff with my new tong. It was like everything in the room had it own unique faint taste. What was most prominent in the room, was the Chinese food I had a few hours ago prior to my change.

As my emotion turn a little disturb by the new change, my hair move around on its own. "Did my hair just move?" Getting a closer look in another mirror beside the crack one. 

I found that what I had previously thought as hair, turn out to be numerous thin tentacles covering my head. Focusing on them I found that I could control their movement, I had them dance around and even braided each other in a group. But I felt that beside a nice weird party trick, this wasn't their true purpose.

As I was closer to the mirror I got a better look at my eyes, yeah they were glowing a faint purple. But the odd thing wasn't that, it was the fact that my pupil weren't circular but a black rectangle laying on the long side horizontally. They kind of look like goat eyes, but unlike them they didn't have the same colour. Instead I had purple with light violet in the iris and a deep black as the center pieces, giving me an out worldly look. 

"First, I think I need to get use to my new body. Maybe some time in the gym will help?" Walking prove to be a new challenge, with my new seven feet height. I had to get use to walking all over again. The angles and balance seem to be off from what I was use to previously. I was taking it slow. "Good news, I seem to be abel to adapt really quickly." Already I was seeing a vaste improvement in my movement, on my way toward the gym.

I spent the last few hours testing myself in a variety of ways, I was getting a better grasp on my control but I was still reluctant in manipulating something as delicate as a keyboard. I found out that my claws could slice easily trough metal as well as my teeth could bite it like it was a soft potato, oh yah and that metal wasn't a replacement for actual food. Much to my stomach regret, I was sure to be shitting metal nugets in a few hours....I hope.

I had prep the gym in anticipation, of a certain hope of having super human ability. But it seem I had still underestimated this new boost in strength. Weights I had custom made for someone being able to lift a ton and a little more was being twirl around like it weighted nothing. At some point I felt a little silly at me acting like a martial artist doing a bunch half ass staff katas only with weights.

The silver lining in all this was that I was getting better in adapting to my new body. Beside the weird mutation from this experiment I was mostly satisfied in the out come. I had been reluctant in testing out my clone ability, I knew that if my hypotheses were wrong. Then I would be place in a incredible uncomfortable position. Hopefully my tweaking of the genetic material off of Maddox blood won't turn up into its worst outcome.

"Can't delay this part, so much hinges on this power. Of course if I can't get my mutation under control or change it back somehow all this will be a moot point." Closing my eyes I focus on the power inside that I had an almost instinctual knowledge that consisted of the cloning ability. 

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One thing I was grateful for working out, was I seem to have a much better control over letting out a clone. I wasn't subjected of letting a new me for every time I bumb into anything causing a burst of kinetic energy to spread in doubling myself unwittingly. The researchs that James Maddox father had done, had surprisingly gone a long way in helping me understand his son mutation. 

Tapping into the power, I extended my hand out and focus in letting out a burst of its power outside. It felt like if I created a sort of energy bubble along a piece of my mind that easily slip inside. Once it form into a copie of me I felt an instant connection with it flowing from one of my tentacles on my head. Staring mixture of pleasure and surprise at the clone, physically he had no difference to me. 

"Core your orders." The clone spoke.

I could feel what he felt on a passive level, he was loyal to me in all ways. Hell if the need arise, I knew he would gladly sacrifice his existence for me even if I wouldn't technically die. Excited I tap into the core of my power and created as many copies as I could, turn out I had a limit, after only ten clones I felt drain. So much so that I was even gasping like if I had push my body to its limit.

The connection to each of them was fascinating, we all were one and yet not one. I was the core the one each of my doubles would die to protect. Once I had recovered I pick one and tried to transfer myself into his body, it felt weird but not impossible, it was odd their was a joy in the the double and me in the knowledge of that body becoming the new core.

The process took at least two minutes, so this wasn't something I could do quickly in the mist of a fight. Surprisingly the weakness in the switch didn't last all that long. In a few minutes my strength return to being in its original peak, at the same time the clone strength also weakened down to half of mine. Standing in a circle with my clones was both alien and familliar. I found that their wasn't even a need for words, as we could communicate in are own private telephatic chat room.

In a very short time they all new everything that I knew, my goals was their goal. It was a empowering feeling in having a loyal group that would do anything for one individual goal. As happy as I was, there was something that was making me frown. In all the ability I had, I now realize I had neglected something. I had no long rang capability, sure I had more then one closes rang ability in my favors but nothing for someone at a distance.

I felt a little silly, I had been so focus in my goal thay it was only now that it really dawn on me the weight of the problem. Still I had a semi half bake plan, I just wasn't sure if it would work. To patch up all of my weakness, I had plan in substituting with magic. But here lied the problem, I wasn't sure if the path that Stephen Strange took would be available too me as well.

Hell I wasn't even sure which ancient one I would be meeting, was it the classical old asian immortal or was it the cinematic version old caucasian wise women. Lets not forget that there was a real possibility of them turning hostile toward me, once I show up knocking on their door. Since I was an anomaly in this universe, they might just deem me way too dangerous and decide to obliterate my soul then and there.

"Can't be sure if they are friend or foe, just the fact that no magical assassin have come for me is good. But I'm unsure if that because I'm not seen yet as a mystical danger, or that they aren't aware of my special existence as of this time." I felt bitter at this train of thought, for all my new found power I knew that I was a long way, from being in the top of this universe crazy powerfull food chain.

Luckily I had in my head from my past life a few options other then the masters of the mystic arts. Its just that they weren't likely to be as well rounded as them. Some of my possible future knowledge in the arcane arts had a risk of being incomplete. Still at the very least those option had a much lower degree of risk in me getting my soul destroyed.

"You wouldn't happen to have an idea?" I ask one of my clone.

He just stare back in a moment of silence, then it seem to have an idea as it face brighten up. Not wanting to spoils the surprise I keep out of his head and waited. What it did next, surprise me from another problem I was facing. The one about my new found appearance, I doubted I could just ignore the fact of being a seven foot tall monster, walking down the street in broad daylight.

It scrunch up its face as if it was concentrating really hard, I could passively feel the amount of effort he was putting in this. Suddenly I saw and felt him change, from his seven feet towering figure his body seem to compact on it self. His skin took on a more pink tone as his body shrunk down, his features took on a familiar look which was my previous human look. With a few exception, for one his eyes iris turn more purple and his hair had a blues tint in them.

Finally he stop at my previous height, standing in front of me was a near copie of my human form just prior a few hours ago. Quickly I send my joy and excitement over in the link, once the clone shared what heed done with not just me but all the other. I came to realize that this  transfer of mental knowledge seem to be lacking something. 

Putting a theory to the test, I reabsorb that clone that had turn back into me. Confirming my suspicion, mental knowledge could only go so far. If I wanted the full experience I had no choices but to absorb the clone and make it my own, or else all I got other wise was but a partial technical aspect of the info.

Taking it one step further I reabsorb all the rest, only to create a new batch. Feeling winded as I recuperates from once more pushing my limits. The clones already knowing what to do started to shrink down and transform using their new found knowledge from me. As soon as I recovered I also transform back into my human form.

All of the clones had a few odd defect in their transformation, some had bigger or smaller noses. A few had various small change on there faces also some of the color of their eyes and hair had a few different variation. Another thing I came to realize was that my strength was only half of what it was. So turning back into my more human form, it put me in a disadvantage power wise, on the bright side my sense of touch was no longer numb.

Looking around noting all the weird small defect in the others appearances, I tried to voluntarily applying it to myself. I manage to change my face a little but it felt very strain, like if I was forcing myself to smiles all the time or hold my face muscle in a certain way. So it was possible in changing my face or the face of my clones, reabsorbing them all once again. I waited until I felt my strength return and created another ten, only this time I felt alot less tired then I did before. 

I was far from being abel to make another clone but I could feel that with the more I use my ability the more it would grow, well at least until I hit some kind of limit. Something else I learn was that all the experience affected not only me but any new bach of clones as well. Almost like the shadow clone technic in Naruto, except mine didn't puff into smoke. I still had to see if they could take a punch or if the had any other limit to them. 

"So I have a partial morphing ability nothing near as impressive as mystique, but useful in its self in making sure that my clones won't be link together to quickly." This was good with a little more practise I could now send my clones to do or accomplish many things. Sadly it seem if I wanted the full version of knowledge and not just a part of it, I had to absorb the clone or transfer myself to that copy. Something else I had to test was what was the distance that I could transfer or did I have no limitation on this feature.

"Damn their is so much I don't know about my body, well at least I have the rest of the week in mastering or discovering everything I can about my new ability." I grin at the many prospect and ideas I could exploite with my new powers. Something else on list was to see if there was a distance limit on my clones and if they themselve could clones as well. Also in what condition could they do it, was it only in the now new original shape or could the weaker human shape clone as well.