I'm in hell

"Where I am? "

"What happened with me? "

"Why am I in a dark space?"

"Ha...ha....ha am I under an avalanche? But then where are the parents" and then the shock that I don't feel anything, I don't hear anything pierces me I don't feel like I'm dead...

"No, no, no, this can't be, I probably just passed out due to the shock of seeing the avalanche. Yes, it was because of it."

"I'm probably just sleeping and I'm dreaming, it's probably just a bad dream, right?" But after waiting for who knows how long (if any) I began to panic.

"It's like what I read about all sorts of reincarnations, but it can't be her ....." and suddenly, as if after my thought, a light source flashed in this dark "dungeon", but this is not white light as usual, but sickly green, that's what made me afraid. And this light began to absorb me "no, don't, please!" belittling I shouted my thoughts, but this light ignored my prayers.

And soon I was swallowed up by light and for the first time I felt something that I had not felt for a long time being in this dungeon ..... and this is hellish pain!

Although I'm not a masochist, it's nice to feel at least something after so much time and I don't even know exactly how much has passed. "I need to look around, suddenly I can understand where I am."

Trying to move my head resulted in continuous pain in my head "Aaaah, what is this pain? Did I break my neck and that's why I can't move?" this" voice.

-Ho-ho, the new object is trying to look around as soon as it came to life, interesting, interesting! The voice said in a hoarse and sadistic voice.

I stopped trying to turn my head and the pain suddenly stopped, but after a moment it went all over my body (excluding the head) "Oh, fuck, why does it hurt so much!" mentally cursing, but I manage to suppress it with an effort to look with my eyes in the direction of the voice.

He was the most disgusting person I have ever seen in my life. This is an old man, of medium height, in a white coat, with different skin colors, in one part she is green with some kind of inflammation, which burst from time to time splashing drops of green slurry, in the other part she was more human and without any defects, but the face ... it's disgusting. While I was looking at him, I had several urges to vomit. The lower jaw is unnaturally enlarged, which gives him the appearance of some kind of zombie or ghoul, a rat nose, the skull is somewhat swollen and a couple of tentacles come out of there and they mix with his hair, which scared me very much.

"Scary guy, the mere sight of him scares me" "Isn't this my world? I don't think there are such freaks" I thought, how the pain immediately overtook me "Bitch, why does it hurt so much!?" and as if reading my thoughts, the old man replied:

- Haha, it's more stable than the previous two! This is a huge progress and he did not even go crazy with so many pipes attached to him, ha ha! The old man said loudly and smiled sadistically, which sent goosebumps down my spine.

For a second, these words stunned me and my brain processed this information with the only possible thought "I'm in hell!", But after the next words of this madman, I could not refuse:

"He has great potential, if cultivated well, he might even become useful in the future if he can survive my training," the old man licked his lips as he said that.

....I was speechless, it's like some novel that I read about and I really reincarnated "hahahaha, this is terrible!" but the old man's voice scared me again - Hahaha hahahahaha, it really works, this is the first creature created that can absorb natural mana by itself and not die from it, perfect! You could hear his excited voice from which I got goosebumps "Terrible!" Here is my thought.

Adjusting his coat, he pretended to be a scientist, although he could not help smiling - Object number 003, my name is Dr. Keely and we are waiting for many months of relationship, so we should be friends! Merry go

the old man said with a voice and left the room at a fast pace in which I was "I'm definitely in hell" Once again confirmed my guess "there can't be such strange and scary crazy doctors" With these thoughts, I plunged into a "sleep".

-A few days later-

"Aaaah, fuck, it doesn't look like a dream!" I thought, and finally tried to look around my surroundings. For the first time when I found myself here, I could not even think for a second where I was, but now that I looked around me, I am deeply shocked.

Can you imagine that I am in a vessel with a familiar sickly green liquid and swim in it, I know you cannot!. I don't even know if I'm breathing because my lungs are filled to the brim and it hurts! Every mother his second!

Oh, and the daily experiments are also shocking, they shred me, prick me with various liquids, drill my skull and perform various strange rituals. And after all, I can't even die because of this old man, because he is casting some healing spells, BUT this is not a pleasant warmth, as you probably you know, but the real heat that burns my insides. You ask how? And I will answer that the green liquid that is in my whole body is healing, but because of the method of treatment, I hate it.

And I also learned the most shocking news for my male self. Now I'm a girl and you know how I found out? When I wanted to go to the toilet and at that moment a tube with a tip in the shape of a vagina came out and it hurt me sooo much! It literally sucked out my bodily fluids, if I could kill with a look, this hose and whoever invented such a system would have died hundreds of times. "I will never go to the toilet again" repeating his thoughts like a prayer.

Another week passed, or so it seemed to me, and she changed when the old man came with a strange book.

"Oh, subject 003, you look beautiful, especially the fear in your soul." As he said this, he licked his long tongue, which sent shivers down my spine. - this time we won't do physics experiments - he paused for a moment and continued - but we'll have it - saying this and showing me a book whose writing I can't see.

"It's a Soul Transformer." Adding to that, my whole soul shuddered after saying, "S-Soul Transformer? What kind of Soul Transformer is this, will it really affect my soul.

- You're more stable than I thought. After all the tests for 10 days, you endured, and it's wonderful! So I can perform my first soul transformation ritual - after finishing speaking, he went to the control panel and pressed a couple of buttons. Above my cell, the light became brighter, it had shone before, but not so much. After that, I began to lift, accompanied by hellish pain "damn it, you can do it somehow softer", but my thoughts were ignored.

But after they pulled me out of the vessel, I began to cough violently, of course, this was due to the slurry that was in the lungs. "Bitch, how painful it is, but I was finally able to breathe." Well, I saw how you would survive in this hell and get the first breath in your Second life "I think or I'm going crazy enjoying the fact that I finally breathe" shaking my head inwardly, I began to analyze my surroundings.

"Most likely, I am above the vessel, since they put me on a table with different symbols." There are not dozens of them, but thousands, and even though they glowed with a soft white color, which supposedly should soothe. "I don't believe they will do anything to suppress pain." Mentally marking that I prepared for this pain, but I'm breathing! And that's enough.

The internal structure of the room, if it can be called that, is about 3 meters in diameter and about 2 meters high, empty, iron-colored walls, if not for these symbols on the walls, I would have thought that they were ordinary. Opposite my desk is a door almost indistinguishable from the wall, if not for the doorknob, I would have thought that I was in a closed room.

Soon the door swung open and a human figure entered and I immediately recognized it as "old man!" I exclaimed inwardly.

- So, object 003

How do you breathe in the "fresh" air? The old man spoke with a devilish grin. "Fuck!" I thought mentally killing him a hundred more times.

"Ohohoho, what a look, but it doesn't really matter, so you will become a perfect object," the old man said with a falling devilish smile. - So, let's start the ritual, good luck, object 003, although you won't need it - he muttered the last phrase. After finishing with his "explanations", the book lit up and engulfed me.

author's note: this is a bonus from me :)