Chapter 1684 - Getting Adjusted
Getting used to moving about in a new body always takes a bit of time, but the change is so dramatic after this evolution. Everything feels different. Not necessarily worse, justā¦ different. Even moving my legs around feels a little off, as if the muscles are pulling from different angles than they did before.
Tiny, Crinis and Invidia keep me company as I confirm my initial wave of mutations, roll around kicking, then collect myself before going back to moving about slowly. As always, Iām forced to admit that Granin certainly knows what heās talking about. Mutating the tendons immediately makes me feel more comfortable as I start to take a few steps here and there. My limbs feel like they arenāt pulling and twanging so much. Just how much punishment was I doing to myself without really noticing?!
Luckily, I donāt trip over much as I start walking laps around the chamber. Itāll be days before Iām in full control of myself, Iām sure of it. I do take the opportunity to lord over Tiny just how much larger than him I am.
[Looking a little small and underdeveloped there, Tiny, my old mate. Have you been skipping upper body day? Just no mass on you, no mass at all! Can we get this gorilla some protein?]
For his part, my first pet sulks while shooting me looks as if to say that heāll be
so
much larger than me when he next evolves. Iām sure he will be; well, heāll definitely be taller, and likely pile on as much muscle as he possibly can. You dense bat-faced ape! Youāre already large enough to bench press a house, how much bigger do you need to get?!
Thereās no doubt that Tiny will continue to make himself physically stronger until he can punch a hole in the universe.
After wandering around, I try to pick up the speed a bit and execute some small dashes, which results in me slamming directly into the wall. Normally, that wouldnāt be such a big deal, and I didnāt expect it to be now, but the wall cracks and I feel the room around me tremble as if it were struck with a mighty hammer. There are cracks in the ceiling?! What the heck?!
Warily, I back up and check the spot I hit, only to find the highly reinforced and condensed stone has been pulverized. If Iād hit it any harder I would have smashed through the wall entirely and fallen through on the other side.
Uhā¦ just how big
am
I?
Not even size, how much do I weigh? More than that, how
strong
am I? Tier eight is shaping up to be no joke! A part of me is quite excited to head into the Dungeon and see just how well I shape up against the monsters out there. Being sensible, though, I know itāll be at least a few days before Iām ready to fight.
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I carefully back away from the wall, sweep a few fallen rocks into the shadows, then resume my slow circles of the chamber. If anyone asks, Iāll push the blame onto Tiny.
After a half hour, Granin and his triad burst into the room at a dead run, an intense look on his face. Iām sure he has something important to say, but before he can get anything out, I spin the mind bridge together and start laughing at him.
[You look so small, Granin! Gwahahahaha! Look at the tiny little rock people.] I reach out with one delicate antenna and start prodding him. [Youāre like little toys for children. Dance, little golgari, dance!]
As much as heād like to shove my antennae away, itās more like a battering ram than the tiny little twig it was when I was a tier one. Granin endures my prodding for a moment before he swings a compact punch and smacks the offending appendage away.
[Stop that!] he snaps, glaring up at me.
Ouch! My antennae are still sensitive, it seems. That stung!
[Ah, sorry about that,] I apologise awkwardly. [Iā¦ donāt know what came over me.]
In reality, Iām well aware of what came over me. Even now they look like adorable little toy people rather than real ones. I shall have to resist the urge to treat them like toys. But stillā¦ but still! Theyāre like little grubs, teeny little baby people!
Being this large is already going to my head., This is clearly going to be a problem.
A moment later, Iām struck by a horrible thought. Thereās no way I can fit inside the brood chambers right now! And Iām too big, too strong, the Tenders wonāt let me play with the grubs, absolutely no way!
This is a disaster! There
has
to be a solution. Maybe I can de-evolve? Maybe I can shrink myself with magic somehow? There has to be a wayā¦ there
has
to be!
[Anthony?] Granin asks. [Are you alright?]
Heās looking at me with concern, but I donāt have time for that, there are serious matters that I need to address! This whole evolution has taken a disastrous turn! Without grubs, without ticklesā¦ whatās the point?! Can I negotiate with the Tenders? Demonstrate I can be gentle enough to play with the grubs?
Noā¦ no, they wonāt take any risks, Iām sure of it. Theyāre going to ban me from the brood chambers, no doubt about it! Argh! Iām filled with despair!
Wounded deep in my heart, I teeter to the side and collapse to the ground with an earth-shaking crash. Nearly knocked off his feet, Granin rushed to my side, pressing his hands against my carapace.
[Anthony? Talk to me! Are you alright? Whatās wrong with you?!]
Ah, if only I could weep, he would then know of the suffering I feel.
[Graninā¦] I say. [Is thereā¦ is there any chanceā¦ I can roll you around on the ground like you were a grub?]
Granin frowns.
[I think the toxin must have driven him mad.]
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