Dool

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“Then explain this to me, dear Ancient Horse.” Doesn't it matter to you that your temporary body has died a little?

– Yes, it didn’t have time to die. The horse spirit flew away, I stayed. You can't turn a living creature into an undead in a few moments.

– Clearly, clinical death and rapid resuscitation. And how long will you have to walk like this? And most importantly – then what? What will this supposed incarnation of yours look like?

The Ancient One shrugged.

– As soon as I accumulate enough strength, I’ll simply rebuild my body from this to my own. Am I God, after all, or did I go out for a walk?

– Do you want to be polite or honest? – the girl snorted. – Now you quite specifically went out for a walk. What kind of god are you? Well, I mean, whose? Or for what?

– God of Deer Log, of course. If you want, I'll show you the altar later. Or ask Virita to show her, she was there. Have you already asked everything important? Have you turned to empty curiosity?

– The main question at the end. I also want to incarnate. Somehow it doesn’t feel warm to sit in someone else’s body. Your method is clearly not suitable, but is there another?

The mentor chuckled and suddenly asked:

– What do you think, student, should I help the girl find a body, or let her sit in this noble doll?

As soon as I imagined this alien impudence not bound by someone else’s body, a chill of foreboding immediately seized me. Although Virita with such an addition is not a gift!

“I don’t even know what scares me more,” Marius muttered.

CHAPTER 5. Face to face in someone else's head

Accepting an invitation to visit,

make sure you can leave at any time!

Of course, the Ancient One’s method did not suit Natasha. Even if she suddenly discovered divine powers to reshape someone else’s body into a familiar and familiar one, what should she do with the rightful owner? Silly Virita felt purely humanly sorry. I got myself into such a mess, I got myself into a complete mess.

“Hey,” Natasha mentally called, “where are you? Have you come to your senses? Are you listening to what they are saying?

I sensed a weak consonant response and, it seems, a complete reluctance to communicate and generally get out, at least in front of strangers. Well, the girl is right about this, it’s better to have serious conversations face to face, even in your own head and with your own madness.