Life Circle. Apocalypse

... this is a new beginning.

The beginning of the apocalypse.

Being several people at the same time was rather strange. I have not yet had time to understand, do we have a group consciousness, or is it just our speculation? If we think in the same way, then we have the same attitudes towards thinking. One could assume that the results of the thought process would also be the same - that is, there is a group consciousness, but it is connected with each separately in such an abstract way. But now it was necessary to put philosophy aside for a while, since history was being made.

It seemed to me that everything went too smoothly. Except for the Hell I've been through. Or maybe these are just echoes of conscience or doubts? I didn't kill people, here they are - alive. Yes, they have undergone changes, but they themselves are to blame, it was inevitable, one might say.

Personally, I just wanted to make the world a better place, develop it and myself. But ... these adults. I myself am already an adult, but not such an "adult". Not all people are like them, but they are. What are they?

When I talked to them on the set, I created some tiny viruses and bacteria that I spread when I breathed. But I didn't expect everything to work out right away! One group of my creations had to enter the brain along with oxygen through the lungs and blood vessels. In other areas of the body, they collapsed. Then the viruses got into the amygdala and began to infect the cells of this area. She takes an active part in the formation of emotions, and the infected cells had to work in such a way that I could easily read Stooptsev's emotions whether he was lying to me or not. He was lying. Moreover, it was very assertive, since I was not sure that it would work. Perhaps he physically had a little time to notice my intrusion. The others were also pretty nervous and betrayed in every possible way that they were doing something very bad.

The second group had to turn them into me, if the corresponding signal came to the brain, which was a click of fingers. It could have been done even harder and more thoughtful, but I did what I had time for. Now there was just enough time and better conditions: I could directly touch these bodies. I introduced new viruses and bacteria into them, which also affected the brain. After being fixed in DNA, the cells continued to work in the normal mode of the recipient's brain, and another group created a new type of cells that could literally record information. When a nerve impulse passed in the brain, chemicals were released, as usual, - a kind of analogue of electricity. The informant cells duplicated these substances into their additional DNA. Each nerve cell had a backup cell, so this design was cumbersome. I touched the person's head with my hand, and my hand turned into a second brain. He was common to us, in a sense. But he still belonged to me. I saw and remembered everything that the person I touched remembered.

"Exactly like ..."

As then on the fourth circle, when I began to perceive several consciousnesses at once. It’s like I’ve got a second screen, but much more complicated. The battle of minds began almost immediately! One consciousness tried to subjugate the other and vice versa. Rather, one brain in the form of a grouping of cells fought for power with another brain, which is also a grouping of cells. It was dangerous and unpleasant; I could lose control. But just in case, I set up some kind of timer, but it didn't come in handy. Perhaps because we have become too similar? These people did not completely repeat me, they remained themselves: with their knowledge and ... in short, with their brain and the rest of the body, although some cosmetic changes still took place. But their consciousness faded into the background, they fell asleep, and I woke up in them. However, I myself was still in the process of research, because this had never happened before.

"This whole huge world is much more fragile than the usual nucleus of an atom."

A stable atom, of course.

In general, after brainstorming and rummaging around in their heads, I was convinced that they I've been lied to. It was the leader who knew most of all, who lied almost openly. He knew for sure that they were going to kill me as a witness. They were not going to touch Lilia, I had to disappear for her for far-fetched reasons that would have convinced and reassured her. The soldiers were also going to be killed later, as well as a couple of other people from this composition. Only four of them had to survive in the end. Then they were going to give Skolkov a sample of my biomaterial. I didn’t know anything about this man, and now I knew too much. This Stoprotsev was close friends with Skolkov, but even so he had doubts about his safety. He was not very worried about the other three, rather he was even ready to offer Skolkov to kill them, since power over the whole world was at stake.

Yes, he didn't think of anything else. There were small and short scraps of memories, where he allegedly wanted to continue world progress with the help of this discovery, but the fantasy was killed in the bud. It seems to be a doctor of sciences, but ultimately just a person who wants a luxurious life and ... reproduction. Am I really like that? In one thing I was different for sure, I wanted to displace the government, humiliating and destroying its own people. And after ... run away and do your own thing? Help your country with your newfound power? But there are external countries that, even if they do not want that kind of power for themselves, will definitely be afraid and ... we have already gone through this with nuclear weapons. But here it is even more difficult and, in a sense, more dangerous.

"Eh, Nietzsche was only one century away from his long-awaited moment!"

But am I superhuman? And again, I was drawn to philosophy. But this is correct, in principle, but I digress from something more important. The vagaries of human thought were still with me. First of all, I wanted, of course, to make sure I was safe. For Lilia, I was not worried that she would do something against me, although she betrayed me. Perhaps she had good reasons for that. Or is blind love speaking in me? This vice, too, still remained in me. No, it's still not a vice, but love had some of its properties.

"So what is it!?"

While I indulged in free thought in my head, I examined the heads of others using the diagram described earlier. And I managed to get hold of something.

"Damn!"

I was right. The surveillance was carried out in total, and the events on the roof did not pass unnoticed. I wonder if the bodies did not fall, but changed in the standing position, would the observers notice? It was even weirder that no one had contacted us so far.

"Where are we going?"

"To the main base, as we were going."

It was necessary to immediately seize access to the drug, and take care of everyone involved. I looked out the window: we were flying over Filyovsky Park, Fili. I examined the entire territory as soon as I could. Then I left a message to my copies, opened the helicopter door and jumped off.

I landed in the river near the deserted shore, and then I swam out and walked through the park. There were very few people, either because of the cold, or because of restrictions due to a pandemic, like a ban on sitting on benches in a park. First, it was necessary to hide from the pursuers, since it was unclear what else they were capable of. Perhaps the first time I was just lucky. It was strange to be afraid of the owner of such power. But fear is a good tool to guide a person. Thanks to him, I was here.

It was so strange just walking in the park, an ordinary park. So calm and lonely, but in a good way. I have no friends, only comrades or acquaintances, so no one was looking for me. I lived alone, my parents died, but there were no relatives left. My whole family was science and life. It's kind of depressing - with this attitude I am unlikely to do a lot of good, you need to tune in! I noticed the sculpture and decided to approach it. It immediately reminded me of that square with a sculptural composition.

"Here!"

I also remembered the déjà vu that I saw then. Those children were Lilia and I, and those thirteen adults who had nailed them were vices? Was this subconscious mind playing with me like that, knowing about my true plan? But I didn't know exactly how many there would be.

This sculpture was much simpler, but interactive.

"Wheel of a Dream," the sculpture was called.

The dream ship consisted of a sail sticking out of the ground and a mast with flags. It was based on a revolving wheel mounted on a mosaic base.

“It all starts with a dream,” said the inscription around the wheel. Eight symbols were applied to its rim: crown, tree, fish, heart, horse, key, star, bird. Obviously, you had to think about your dream, turn the wheel until it, like in a roulette wheel, stops at one of the symbols. Each of them somehow explained how to achieve a dream and how we can help in this. I closed my eyes and thought for a few moments, and then turned the steering wheel. I watched closely as it rotated and gradually slowed down. There was still a little bit, quite a bit.

Bright flash and deafening sound. I was completely disoriented. My body instinctively began to run away, but something quickly got entangled in it, and I began to jump based on the memory of the terrain. But I could not run far, I was crushed to the ground. I was able to restore my sight and hearing.

"How did I not notice their approach? They are definitely prepared more seriously than the first."

I was entangled with a cable of strong metal. In the shade of the trees, I noticed several people moving. I was so used to the hellish atmosphere that it was only now that I noticed that it was evening outside. There were about 40 of them. Probably a little crowded in the park.

"Hey, who are you and what do you need? Perhaps we can agree."

"As with those who were with you on the tower?"

They threw a walkie-talkie to me, through which I heard this message. It was dangerous to remain immobilized for a long time, and I tried to free myself by cutting the bonds, but they turned out to be stronger than I expected.

"You won't cut them; you don't have to strain. Don't move, and we will not harm you."

"Okay."

Did you want to put you to sleep or stun? Then you definitely shouldn't hesitate. I transformed the sections of my living tissue around the fetters to cut the clothes, the rest of the cells migrated around the fetters. So, I let them through myself, and then knitted the clothes again.

"I thought God didn't need a fig leaf. So, you're a fake?"

The man on the radio continued to communicate with me. I tried to get up, they shot at me with darts, but they could not penetrate my skin and flew off. They were followed by standard caliber firearms. I didn’t want to fight like under Phlegeton - half-naked with pieces of clothing adhered to - but I did not have a choice. Actually, I could synthesize clothes right out of myself, but in battle there was no time for that.

"Do you want to see the body of God so badly?"

"God has no body."

“How do you know?”

Regular bullets were useless and they decided to switch to a larger caliber. But I did not wait for this and decided to close the distance and generally see the enemy. However, as soon as I decided to rush towards them, I heard the sound of a jet plane flying rapidly high overhead, which fired shells at me. I increased my defenses to minimize the damage from the missile detonation, but they weren't.

Iron beams dug into the ground around me, to which a net was attached, into which I fell. Within a second, a current was sent through it.

"Aaaaagrh! Aaaa."

I could hardly restrain a cry. Even with my abilities, I remained a humanoid carbon living organism. The passing current hit me into the ground, and the skin gradually began to char. But I was ready for this and in advance created many different types of cells and mechanisms for a variety of situations, which I managed to come up with. The outer fabric absorbed the entire blow, and it also conducted the current. After that, an intermediate insulator tissue was formed. Like a snake, I threw off my skin and jumped out of the electrical trap.

The soldiers did not lose their vigilance, and the most vigilant of them shot me from an under-barrel weapon and even managed to hit me. The explosion did not cause me much damage, but threw a little, then I adjusted the trajectory and ran on. Among the trees, it was more difficult for them to hit me, and I was able to overtake the first soldiers. Quite different suits, equipment and weapons - here I knew even less, but it was still possible to understand their approximate purpose. I quickly laid them down with transformable arms. My body was too strong and strong for them, even in spite of all their equipment - behind it they remained the same people: pieces of meat on the bone. But I did not kill them, I had no such desire. I continued to seek out and neutralize the others. They continued to use flash, smoke, explosive grenades. Shoot all types of weapons and use other more sophisticated devices, but it was all to no avail. Maybe they were trying to wear me out? This could already be a problem, but there were enough trees, earth and other materials to replenish the supply of matter and energy. But my metabolism also had its limits.

"Where are you, man from the radio? There are not so many of you left, soon I will find you too."

"Poor, poor lost animal. Where is your home? Oh yes, your family everything is in the afterlife. Tell me, have you seen them ... in Hell? "

" Sh. A decent answer for a service dog. "

Dirty trick, but too easy to provoke. Or am I less receptive?

"The dog again! Why did you mention them so often? Some kind of childhood trauma or something?"

I kept on doing it. So, time is playing. Better to run away for now.

"The classic symbol for demonic henchmen. Although there is another reason, it may have served as the basis for the classics. Dogs are impeccably loyal to their masters and blindly obey him. Even if the owner is pure evil."

"You won't run away!"

Suddenly, another soldier appeared from behind a tree and brought me down with a wave of his hand.

"Exoskeleton? Not bad, but ..."

"But what? Wanted to transform your body into some kind of weapon again and kill me?"

Yes, and I would ... why I don’t ...

"Turn up the gas, it looks like it works."

Gas, just gas? But my immune system could not identify it or the antidote took longer to prepare. My strength lacked complete monitoring of the internal systems of the body. DNA manipulation was already incredible, and that ... it just takes time and I would achieve that too.

"How do you like it? They cooked something like this."

"Just great, damn it. How does it feel to ... be a dog? What did you get promised for all this?"

"A little bit of this, a little bit of this. A little bit of everything. But mostly I wanted to compete with you, because I am also a CRISPeR. Not as successful as you, of course, but it only spurred me on. Last time you beat me, but not this time. I see in the eyes, you didn't guess. "

I looked at him better and I really didn't think - there was an unusual ax behind him.

" Oh, now I see that finally- it came to pass. Don't bother, it's hard for you to talk now. You called me, in my opinion, the Minotaur, huh? We had a good fight, I almost died, ha-ha. "

" Captain, Zolotov, you are called by satellite communication. "

" Yes, I'll come right now. In general, your time is running out. You will go to Hell, where you came from, and we will have a warm place in Paradise under the sun. Thank you for your contribution to the development of our great country, soldier! Mi-ha-il. "

It couldn't have ended like this. Just someone substance - and all my divinity poof, and as if it never was? They planned it in advance. Thanks to one substance I got it, and thanks to another it was taken from me. In the end, I was just a guinea pig for them. But a problem rat, he he. A sense of humor remained with me until the very end, sorry for the audience and listeners not. Everything, strength remained only for near-death experiences and visions. Maybe others will succeed? What was I fighting for all this time? A? Ha ha ha ha. I was lying head first in the direction of where I had stood serenely just a few minutes ago. The wheel of the dream was safe and sound, despite all our battles. The helm stopped at the Tree.

"The tree means."

"You ...are you still blathering something there? Hey Sergeant, remind me, how long will it take for him to be completely out for transport? "

" Right, I can be revived later. This means that my suffering will continue and will become even more painful. Moreover, they will get their hands on the world's worst biological weapon. "I immediately thought.

I looked at the wheel of my dream for the last time. Done, this was my last chance. I still managed to collect unaffected cells in one place, but there were quite a few of them. I closed my eyes and opened them already inside my body. Now I was a baby with an adult brain.

"Oh, it seems he has already passed out. Are we still going to wait? "

I carefully cracked my adult insides and worked my way through the tissues to the outside.

"What? He's got something stirring inside. Everyone should be ready! I wouldn't want to damage such a valuable specimen."

I burst out. and quickly ran to the nearest tree. I was just a baby, bloody and unstable, my body parts were hard to obey, but I ran as hard as I could.

"What the hell? Fire!"

It was hard for them to hit such a small target, but a couple bullets pierced me and I fell right into a tree.

"Come on. Come on. Come on ... please."

"They shot the bastard. What else did he think of?"

The captain slowly approached me, pondering what to do with me.

"Captain, what to do with this? Or is it just the main body you need?"

"Let's figure it out now, take your time, soldier."

Zolotov squatted down, his exoskeleton moving its mechanisms almost silently.

"Wow! You're out of your mind! Do you want to live so much that you've lost all your humanity? Look at yourself: so small and disgusting, ha ha. In what form you came to this world, in this way you will leave! "

He had the best protective suit I've ever seen. Is that what the taxpayers' money went to? To protect those who take everything from them?

"Too old thoughts for a toddler."

"What did you say?"

"Know your roots."

By this time, I had finished merging with the tree. It was more difficult to adapt to him than to people. And I could not simply absorb in my state, so I rather joined him. The tree sucked in my body quickly enough before the captain could figure out what had happened.

"Fire on wood!"

I tried as quickly as possible to adapt wood fabrics to human ones, or at least come up with something for mobility, but there was little time, and my plan was different.

"Stop fire! Haha, I was scared even a little. And you just hid in a useless piece of wood. Knock, knock."

"Who's there?"

"Wow, you're talking too! Captain!"

"Captain who?"

"Captain ax!"

Zolotov took out his ax, probably made to order. He swung and began to chop down a tree, that is, me. It hurt me, but not because of his blows, since I practically stopped feeling physical pain. It hurt me to say goodbye ... to my body. Zolotov finished chopping down and knocked the tree down.

"Ha-ha-ha! They threw you up like Pinocchio! Where is your money, why did you hide in a tree? All withered, poor thing. Can you ... pour it? Golden rain, for example. Hey guys, what do you think, can we help the poor fellow? "

" As strange and disgusting as it sounds, I wouldn't even mind, but I've had enough. "

" Enough of what, suffering? Comedian, now you as if he asked for it. "

Zolotov swung his ax, preparing to chop me down again, but already lying down.

" Nitrogen - it is in urea, and there is a lot of it in the trees. I could not collect so much from the air, yes, I am no longer able to. "

"What the ... what the hell are you talking about?"

"Say hello to the three-headed eagle in Hell."

I've collected enough nitroglycerin to explode. It remains only to shake up a little. Oops, the branch snapped.

"Buuuuh !!!"

...

"Fuck! Fucking log! Did he talk about nitroglycerin, you bastard?"

"Yes, Comrade Captain, most likely."

"Everyone survived?"

"Yes, but there are some wounded. How are you? Were in the epicenter of the explosion after all. "

" Uh, got off with a slight fright. "

Zolotov once again examined his suit, as if seeing it for the first time.

"Amazing suit in the world! Nothing will take him, I think. So ... Shit! He didn't want to kill us; he destroyed his body! Look for the remains, quickly!"

"Captain ... with everything my respect, nothing could have survived in such an explosion. "

" Sergeant, shut your mouth and crawl on the ground and search. Set it aside though. I will inform the command; they will send specialists. Seal off the area. "

"Captain, the territory was already cordoned off before the operation began. Or did you mean to make an additional cordon inside?"

"Of course, I meant it! Execute quickly! to do with them? "

" Captain Zolotov! "

" What else is there? "

" There ... this ... they are still waiting on satellite communications. "

"Damn it. Okay, I'm on my way. All for genetic disinfection, quickly! Yes, Zolotov is in touch. What!? What did he do? Disgusting! Got you. Immediately move into position, I will be there soon. Communication is disabled?"

"That's right, Comrade Captain."

Zolotov completely lost his temper, started throwing things and around, who did not mind, and shake the earth with blows.

"Something else happened, Comrade Captain?"

"Yes, damn it, it happened. He had copies that our other squads were watching, and they couldn't do their job. I'm going to take command of the operation. "

…

According to the message left, we had to jump out of the helicopter at different points. I was seventh in a row and I hope the others did too. Because almost immediately after my jump, the helicopter was attacked. But I didn't have much time to think, because after a couple of seconds ...

"Shmyak!"

I landed flat on the asphalt. The blood slowly spread over the asphalt. It seems that the bodies of the spears were poorly adapted to the new life. But that was enough for my plan.

"Oh my God!"

"He fell straight out of the sky?"

"Look, there's a helicopter, what's going on there."

"Young man, young man! Are you alive? "

" Who's alive, he fell from a great height! "

One of the people touched me and that was enough.

" Well, isn't he breathing? "

" No, I think he's dead. "

"Hey, why are you touching me? Don't you dare wipe your hands on me. Why did you touch him then?"

Since they themselves went on the attack, I have nothing left. Whatever their weapons, they can no longer do anything against the infection of so many people. The body was recovering slowly, well, at least something.

"Time to get up."

"Hey hey! Look, he got up! Man, are you all, right? Maybe you better not get up so abruptly."

An old lady came up to me a woman who wanted to help. She grabbed me to keep me from falling. And after a couple of minutes, we were walking together quietly.

"What's wrong with the original?"

"I don't know yet. Just follow the plan."

"We will exponentially capture a smaller city, than a day. "

" Right. "

" Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzz! "

" Damn, what's that sound? "

" What? Can you hear it too? "

Everyone who got infected hit the ground, covering their ears.

" I can't block it! "

Either this sound was something unique, or it was imperfect body. He actually forced him to pull his hair out. The sound was so shrill that it seemed to penetrate into the very soul and resonate with it.

"I'll switch off now."

"Me too."

It looks like the sound was coming out of the city's warning systems and it didn't seem like a coincidence. Apparently, this was happening throughout the city. So, the plan was revealed, so they still had a weapon in store for this case! Where did so many vulnerabilities come from in these perfect bodies? The pain was so unbearable that we lay on the ground and wriggled like snakes. Free people, seeing all this, scattered in all directions. The transport stopped, as many of the cars were already infected. The city was gradually seized by panic and chaos from what was happening.

Another very fresh copy was not one, he had a girlfriend with whom he was very close. A terrible situation happened to them: right during their kiss, one of the spears from the helicopter fell on them. Since the copies were much weaker, he could not just get up and move on, it took time. As a result, all three became part of one organism.

"Yes, this is it. Much better this way."

Indeed, I felt stronger, and not only because of the increased size and mass. Three brains in one body still couldn't replace the original, but it got better. Then, at three, a logical idea came to my mind. The triple copy went to collect more people around the city, when suddenly that shrill sound was heard. Unlike others, the triple copy resisted quite well, but still had problems with it.

"Look, the sound does not work on those people, but it does on these people, but somehow quite strongly."

"These are our copies. We must help them!"

The conclusion was obvious ... Thus began a chain reaction that led to the creation of something incredibly beautiful and terrible. Throughout the city, copies began to merge into one single creature. At first, a couple, several, ten, were connected, then it reached hundreds and thousands. The sound has ceased to affect already on a couple of dozen. He continued to act constantly, preventing single and small groups of spears from acting.

This gigantic and shapeless mountain of meat and bones advanced towards the center of the city. The military has not yet dared to carry out a massive attack in the city, but, most likely, they were already preparing for it and evacuated the population. Therefore, I had very little time left. It was noticeable that something was happening both in the air and on the ground. They followed me. Well, not that I was difficult to notice in such a position. It was impossible to somehow reduce and shrink the body, since I still could not get close to the abilities of the original, but continued to fulfill his will.

I needed to capture the head of state in order to escape and survive. And even if you don't capture it, then destroy it in order to help people, to help yourself. Perhaps the goal was too selfish, but I honestly thought so. This man deserved just such a fate for his crimes. And if I was wrong - so, be it! I was ready to go all the way with my truth, and if I saw that I was wrong, I would accept this and all responsibility. But there wasn’t even a hint of it.

Even though I was in such a strange and chaotic shape, there was still a lot I could do. I took over some of the features of that tree spider and moved around the city in a similar way. Soon I approached my destination - the wall of the city of Dit, or rather the Kremlin. There was no security, which is strange. Although it’s hard to miss me, it all happened quite quickly, I got here for a few minutes. He would not have had time to evacuate. I grabbed a few people along the way to find out where it was.

He was still here.

I made my way to the main building where he was last seen. It was not easy to make my way further, and I piled on the building. And, like minced meat, he began to gradually penetrate into the building. People could be heard screaming and evacuating, but I was definitely smelling something. I pulled one of the spears deeper into the building and met him.

Finally.

He was very scared and for some reason without protection. I decided to take advantage of this and quickly approached him. This moment came, I just had to capture or kill him, but ... something was wrong. Simple, my getting here after all did not look easy, but still something was missing ...

"You are not him, are you?"

I told him.

"You are He's not him either, is he? "

He answered me, and after that his face transformed.

" That's good, otherwise it’s disgusting for me. About the same as you look now. "

"L-, Lily ..."

"You weren't really going to kill him, were you? If only because you wouldn't be looking for him here."

"..."

"You should be clearer than me, that it would not change much. Until people themselves rebel against their tyrant, everything will continue to move in this direction. "

" Yes, but the feeling that people in this country are ready to live patiently with their eyes closed forever ... "

" It's sad, but there has to be a way to open their eyes. Anything else we can do ... Mikhail, what happened to you? "

" The military was ready for all this; at every step I took was their own. "

" Is that really so? "

" Yes! Even you ... you! You betrayed me! Although I don't even know why ... Even now you stole my last hope! "

" Hope for what? The murder of one person? Or the capture of the leader of a nuclear power? Did you want to rule the world or start a war? No, that's not what you wanted ... I did not betray you. I deceived you so that ... "

" I understand. Finally, the picture is complete it developed. If it weren't for you, we would all be burning in the new Hell ... So, you took a chance after all? "

" Yes, it was hard, but I don't think it was as much as it was for you. Did you change the formula based on your experience? "

" Correct. Literally at the last moment. "

" I don't seem to treat her as deftly as you, but I'm in the process of studying. "

" Lilia, I wanted to tell you something and not I am sure that someday there will be another chance, except for the present moment. "

She suddenly ran up to me and hugged me. The heat and warmth were never so tender and pleasant. From the touch I began to see her memories. I could not to understand whether it happened by chance or intuitively. Or she herself decided to show them to me, but I decided to survive them.

She did not lie, that she did not betray me, but only deceived me. Then on the roof she cried in earnest, and a storm was raging inside her. She hid it inside herself for so long. It could not be a lie, it was not a lie, because I looked straight into her soul. When I flew away in a helicopter, she continued to listen to the microphone. By the way, it was sewn under the skin so as not to damage it. It is surprising that he survived after Hell, but as it became clear afterwards, it was almost immediately destroyed during the shooting in Filyovsky Park.

Coming down from the roof, Lilia returned to the base, as they had planned. While she was descending in the tower of Evolution, she did not know what to do next. She helped me achieve my goal and prevent the military from taking possession of the substance. But she knew they were too well prepared. Then she planned to destroy the laboratory, for which she was already ready, but still doubted the correctness of her choice. Then she took it out and began to examine the ring.

"He really wanted to propose to me? Oh! Could it be that he decided to participate in all this only because of ... me?"

"... blue is for you and red is for me. "

“Hmm !?”

She quickly sorted out the ring and found micro doses under each gem. She closed her eyes and thought for just a moment. And she gave an injection. Then I saw her experience, the destruction of the laboratory with its data, the search for me and ...

"Here we are together. You really wanted this, Misha?"

"Lilia, I love you! And always will be. It's a pity that I'm in such a shape that this is not happening ... "

" ... at the top of Evolution? I saw it in your memories. Very colorful image, thank you. Besides, we are in direct sense at the top of evolution - it costs much more! "

" You say we are at the top of evolution? Then why are we still able to cry? "

" That's a difficult question. Because emotions and feelings also remain with us. "

" But most of all I'm sorry that I still can't propose to you. "

" ... you're not. What happened to the original? The connection was cut. "

"I'm not sure, but it seems he died too."

"Also?"

"I'm not a tenant, that's clear. form. After that ... nothing will be left of me here. "

" I would like to help you, but I just ... "

" I see. I'm not asking. But take please, this. "

I handed her a white little rabbit.

" R-, rabbit!?"

"Yes. It is artificial, that is, created by me. I wrote down the most important information in it, which is my essence. At least according to the ideas of my copies. I don’t know what you’re going to do with this ... "

" I will definitely save and take care of him. "

" Thanks. Let's get this over with. And please take care of the rest. Sorry to put this on you. "

" Nothing. I will do my best. Rest in peace. "

Lily turned the ruby ​​on the ring and gave me an injection. A reverse transformation started, which began to return to this world everyone I had transformed. Before the end, I had time to make sure that everything was in place and no one was The Kremlin was full of half-naked people.

I will miss you, my guardian rabbit, Lily.