🔥 Иказкан -> Тезот

On the operating table in the laboratory lay a fresh, yet lifeless, body. The reason for its unfortunate state was a hole in its chest. To be more precise, its heart had been ripped out. Why? Because someone tried to replace one with another, but failed. - It was to be expected. Erebus carefully turned Sukaya's heart in his hands, enjoying the shimmering light on its surface. He tried to restore the Ivilai to life by using another body, but the mysterious heart rejected him. First, the victim was a human. Then a Fury. Then a Myrdon, a Sword, an Elf. Then a Bagr, a Nightmare, and even a Bagruk. The result was always the same: bodies, bodies, and bodies, and a heart indifferent to their misfortune. Nevertheless, all these experiments opened up new and new perspectives for the scientist, and they, in turn, led to new and new experiments. This continued until he reached the final stage of his research. - Now I am sure that I could commit the greatest atrocity against Ona... by forcibly reincarnating you as a human. But I can try this on another Ivilai at another time; there is no need to spoil you. And in return... The scientist then uses some solutions, activates magical scrolls obtained from Mugon, and finally tears out his own heart. - Pha... a... This will allow me... it will give me about an hour. I need to hurry. Then he performs a delicate operation on his own body using bronze machinery, and they connect the Ivilai's heart to the body of the madman. The result of black magic and equally black science is the self-destruction of his body... But in return, destroyed cells are replaced by new ones, until a different, but familiar, form returns to the world. - Hmm? It seems I am alive. And I am alive. Interesting... this looks like a completely new form of existence. Not an Ivilai. Not a human. Something completely different. I am surprised that you have retained your memories. Now I understand what you were talking about; in the past, I really couldn't understand you and other people. Mm? You are perverted, you freaks. Ha-ha-ha. He-he. Let's find some clothes, otherwise this appearance might be too overwhelming for the dim-witted members of the organization.

Sukaya receives ************

These were "memories." Thanks to them, she was able to preserve her identity.