After two more capsules, which were chewed up just in case, my thoughts became unnaturally clear and sharp, and my memory sharpened so much that I seemed to be able to remember what was happening at any given second. After the third, my thoughts started to run faster, and the gray shroud fell away.

I crinkled my nose and popped the first one into my mouth. The little blue spheres sparkled on my wet palm like glass. Fumbling for the jar, I scooped the capsules onto my palm. Has there been a relapse into poisoning? The water treatment did not bring tangible relief but spurred my mind enough to remember that I had a specially prescribed chemical in my pocket, which was supposed to help. Well, that's it - the good doctor will come and give you a sedative, I thought to myself.Īfter three minutes of struggling with the tap, I finally stuck my face under the icy water. Watching my experiments, the beauty grew more and more serious, and when I attempted a 'Disbelief' - pulled out some sort of mobile phone and called some kind of doctor. Either the will-save failed or something else, but everything was duplicating, the pinches were hurting, and the girl was not disappearing. Then pinched me, looked alternately with my left and right eye, and as an apotheosis of my attempt, I stared at the girl and declared 'Disbelief' mentally casting a 'Will-save'. The first thing I did was to press on my eye - a glitch is not supposed to split, but I couldn't remember which eye to press on, so I pressed on both of them in turn. I began to try all the ways I knew how to identify hallucinations. As I remembered for sure that I was Alexander Flim, but not Allesandro Cassard! Well, hallucinations are hallucinations. Really amusing and a good pick to translate.Īfter looking around, I concluded that I was either hallucinating or still dreaming. The translation has a few glitches, but fewer than the English errors in your typical RR venture. The Russian-style MC is a classic fit for this kind of narrative, and besides some awkwardly double-narrated events in POV switches the storytelling is excellent. There are some hints of psi powers in the setting, but nothing besides intrigue and high-stakes power plays has appeared so far. But instead of getting to live it up with all the attractive young women around him, he has to cleverly navigate his way around their attempts to control, seize, suborn, or shackle his fortune, status, and person. Our hero, after making an internet bet about transmigrator success, finds himself in the body of a just-assassinated decadent super-rich young nobleman in a space empire far from home. Translation of the original novel by Alex Flim.

Is it easy to be a lord when you know nothing about the vast mastered galaxy in which you find yourself, the assassins do not leave attempts to complete what they started, and the surfacing details about Lord Cassard's past threaten the execution? In the body of his lordship Alessandro Cassard, Lord of the Star Empire, who has just been completely assassinated. What could be better than waking up young and rich? Our contemporary named Alex wakes up - in another world and another man's body.

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