A Wizards Misadventures

~~Level Five~~

Thankfully it shouldn't take longer than maybe twelve hours. But it was work, and grueling work at that. But my new magic tendril should make constructing my new body a breeze, and I had a whole multiverse of DNA to search.

My mood went back to gleeful as I catalogued DNA to steal. A skill called overmind I had gained at 700 INT coordinated my parallel minds flawlessly, making my mind more like one than twenty, a great increase from the nine parallels I had before.

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I tested my new ears with a tap, feeling them flatten effortlessly onto my head, becoming nigh-invisible. I flexed my hands, reveling in the power in them, and licked my lips, tasting a hundred other scents on the wind.

I had gone a little overboard, but the end result was well worth it. I had to work hard to assimilate the DNA I collected with my own DNA, which I collected from my corpse. It wasn't a pretty sight, being nearly half fused into the ground. That I had lasted as long as I had was a testament to my VIT and possibly because of the runes being supercharged.

I had added a few features. I had wanted a far more flexible body than before so I had bones based on rubber rather than osteocytes in some places and exotic metals in others. I used a similar rubber based compound for my veins, which let me have a higher blood pressure than normal, allowing smaller veins. My heart handled it easily, being made of a powerful living-metal that pulsed with a steady, slow beat. I had a smaller second heart nestled between my lungs for combat and purifying my body of blood poisonings. My blood was still blood but it was a little different than normal, being produced by a few specific tiny complicated organs in me. Not all of my body had or needed blood so the process worked.

I wavered on my muscles a little, trying to find a more powerful alternative than before. I decided on muscles made of a similar living-metal to my heart, though they were more devoted to power than durability like my heart. Nerves were where I had the most trouble, but tiny tubes a hundred times smaller than my veins with mirrored insides were the best I came up with. Light was faster for transmitting signals, after all, than electricity.

Even my skin was better than before. I ended up with a shapeshifting one that bunched up in areas to redirect or absorb blunt or sharp blows and was extremely resistant to chemical or thermal attacks. There wasn't much I could do against things like magical attacks, but my soul was powerful enough that there was very little to worry about on that front to begin with.

The only downside was that I missed a day from Harry's training and had to send a note to Kuroka and Esdeath apologizing for missing a few days. I explained to the two that I made a mistake and was indisposed while I recovered from a bodily injury. I didn't want to tell Kuroka that I was a corpse in an alternate dimension and I hadn't really filled Esdeath in on the whole magic thing.

All in all I spent over seventy hours collecting DNA. Then I spent five more days drafting a new body to work together. Finally was making the damned thing, which was made yet more difficult by the concentration required to smooth over the fine details. I actually messed up twice before I got the body right. I spent almost nine days making a new body, not a moment wasted. But despite all the trouble I went through I wasn't disappointed.

I reached out and smacked a cliff on the dead world, sending stone flying. I brushed dust off my knuckles, which weren't even slightly bruised. Not that that would be a problem if they were since I would heal in moments. Then I extended my new claws from my fingertips and slashed the side of the rock formation. I may as well have slashed butter. They weren't monomolecular claws but they were sharp enough that it didn't matter much. With my physical stats around six hundred and eight hundred I even had the strength to force my way through most barriers even with regular weapons, provided they didn't break.