《Evo-Gaming》Chapter 7
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Chapter 7
I… I need a moment…
I can feel.
If I had tear ducts, I would be crying now.
You always take the simplest things in life for granted. Until they are gone and you have to spend 7 weeks in total darkness. Kevin, I hope you understand how I feel. Oh, silly me, of course, you know. You've been with me all this way. Sometimes, I forget things like that.
Okay, let's focus on how and why. So why do I see and feel? I don't know, I just craft stuff, you can't expect me to know how it works! Explain to me how seeing as a human works. See?... I don't have access to an anatomy major or google.
Sorry about that, I went on ranting spree again. Honestly, I blame Kevin for that. He brings out the worst in me.
Where was I? Oh, yes - how much I can actually see or feel. So I don't really hear anything, which is fine I guess? How much can you hear as cell anyway? As for seeing? Well, I wasn't expecting to suddenly start seeing without even a vision organ.
So what did I get? I can feel things now. It’s strange, but I like it. It's like I can feel things comings inside the cell constantly. I can feel something shifting around inside me. I can even feel the emptiness radiating from the spots where the always working inventory is gobbling up stuff. There is even a feeling of loss as something breaks and is remade anew. I can't really pinpoint what, but I know it's there. Then there is the neverending feel of movement coming from the spirals as they flail and help me stick to the bottom of the pond.
Unfortunately, I can't feel anything outside of me. Still, at least I can start guessing from which side the chemical particles are coming from. Maybe that could give me a general direction of where to find more.
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Suddenly, the feeling of something large entering from the top side, finds me.
What's that? Is that another cell? No, it feels smaller than a cell. I can feel my body quickly start tearing the package apart. I feel the loss of energy from the process, but it's minimal and my passive energy regeneration doesn't even show a dent.
It's open; I don't know what's inside though. I got a bunch of new organic molecules in my inventory, but have no clue what they do. Strange, why would anyone or should I say any cell send out good things this way. Oh well, free stuff for me, I guess.
-Day later-
Okay, I got good news and bad news.
The good news is that basic inner cellular defence is done researching and I even almost have all the parts to build it.
The bad? Oh, nothing horrible, it's a teeny tiny thing. You see, it seems that I have caught a virus. Okay, I'll stop pretending, this is horrible. My energy reserves are almost dry and if I didn't have cheat-like inventory, which pulls things from outside in, I would have been resource-starved too. Even now I can feel my body bloating up on a brink of bursting, as I try to discard the virus as quickly as possible. That and the fact that this virus uses my energy when reproducing, has been a huge drain on my energy reserves. I'm down to 30/280 energy and I can't even make more mitochondria as I think the virus would just use that to spread even faster. Cell death by bursting from virus overflow is a real thing.
Seems that package wasn't as innocent as I Thought. At this point, I should have always expected the worst, but my newfound sense of feeling has left me happy and forgetful of this shitty place.
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“Open crafting”
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-Currently available mods:
Mitochondrion Miniature movement spirals Basic inner cellular defence Basic mutation chamber Primitive sensory system
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Basic inner cellular defence - BUY!
Wait, not cool. My energy is dropping even faster now.
25/280
I can feel something small being created.
20/280
It's small, but it's endless. Even more so than the virus.
15/280
I can feel virus particles popping, waves of it radiating outward and colliding. My body is a battlefield where a ruthless, unending number of ants swarm and destroy everything foreign
10/280
Oh… it stopped.
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