101 Avatars
72. 400 Percent Synchronization

“Nafisah!  Nooooooo!”  Adrian cried so desperately when he could only watch the woman of his heart fall from the roof of the six-story building of his faculty.

Only the tears of her female idol figure were the last sight for her that she could witness.

Adrian was swallowed in despair.  He momentarily did not care anymore about the monster figure before him.  His world collapsed at once thinking that he had to live in a world where the figure of the woman of his clan was no longer with him.

It was at this time that the modifying bracelet system caught the unusual response of Adrian's body.  Adrian's body experienced an increase in synchronization to the avatar's body that exceeded the reasonable limit where the number exceeded 120 percent, no, 130, not 150, and continued to increase again, even up to 250 percent, there are no signs of stopping yet.

Adrian who was swallowed by anger rose up instantly apart from the snare of Freeze ice crystals.  He summoned his Crusader sword back and he directed it to dismember Freeze's body.  But unlike before, Adrian managed to give wounds, even very severe injuries to the monster avatar with the best prospects.

Adrian once again turned to Freeze.  With a slow yet determined pace that was so filled with anger,

“Slash, slash, slash, slash, slash.”  He seemed unwilling to stop slashing Freeze's body again which he considered the cause of Nafisah's death.

But strangely, Freeze did not fight back.  More precisely, Freeze is being preoccupied with internally countering the influence of Faridh's memory, Adrian's brother, on him.

Freeze had no choice but to withdraw.  He was unable to face Adrian who experienced a sudden increase in strength thanks to his increased synchronicity to the change bracelet that even at that time almost reached 400 percent, four times the reasonable limit that a normal human can have.

Freeze deliberately threw himself out of the building.  As soon as Adrian was about to catch up with him, it appeared that Freeze had disappeared.

As soon as he saw the enemy as the object of his anger it disappeared, immediately Adrian's body reacted to the pain he had to endure about increasing synchronization.  Adrian also fell unconscious because of the unbearable pain that was beyond the limits that can be tolerated by the human body where instantly the increase in the synchronization rate of his changing bracelet stopped, right stop at 400 percent.

But before fainting, Adrian had looked at the figure of his girlfriend was staring at him far from the sky with teary eyes.

“Thank God, you apparently survived, Nafisah.”  Adrian also immediately fell unconscious after saying the sentence.

From above the sky, a winged human figure carrying Nafisah.  Apparently, Nafisah was saved by the figure of the winged man who was none other than Bobi Kasandro.

From afar, the scene was witnessed in detail by the figure of another creature.  He is the Avatar Healer.

“The cup, I really don't need to intervene this time.  I'm proud of you Adrian.  Thank goodness I trusted you.”  The Avatar Healer.

From his hand then came out a strange thread that quickly formed something resembling a ball.  The ball flew over Adrian and recovered the dying young man who almost lost his life.

“But, I can't believe that there are still failed experiments from Michael that survive until now.  Though based on Kaiser's memories, they should all be gone.  Bobi Kasandro yes, interesting boy.”

That was how the Avatar Healer said once again before he disappeared from the place.

I was born with bad luck.  Since I was born into this world, I have been treated in an orphanage in Jakarta City, without knowing who my father and mother are.  In fact, Kasandro's surname belongs to Uncle, the owner of the parlour who was so kind to me all this time taking care of me in the parlour.

2044, when I was 5 years old.  I was unluckyly kidnapped and then made into an illegal experiment by a mad scientist.  As a result, be me to have this disgusting body.  Such a disgusting body with wings like a dove grew from behind my back.

There were about 150 children collected at that time from various places, not only Indonesian children, but even foreign children were also kidnapped at that place.  However, of the 150 children, only 10 children survived until we were rescued by the Wijayakusuma family.

You ask where the other 140 children are?  They were all dead which was considered a failure of experiment.  Whether it was because their bodies could not tolerate the deadly poison, whether it was because their bodies could not stand being in a place with temperatures above 90 degrees, or because of other causes that have been tested on us so far on experimental grounds.

The ten survivors of the horrific incident were taken care of by the Wijayakusuma family, the Nona Nafisah family.

The Wijayakusuma family is a good family.  Even though we were orphans we were almost as intangible as human beings anymore about us having changed with what people call mutants back then, they treat us like humans.  No, more than human beings, they really treat us like family.

Especially Uncle Loki, Nafisah's father, who became our teacher as well as a mentor and substitute father figure for us during our time there.  He really guided us back to the normal life we dreamed of.

However, it does not mean that our form remains this way and does not return to normal human form as before.  For ever, we will never again be branded as human by normal human beings.  For eternity, we will only be branded as disgusting monsters.

Maybe because of that, a while after I almost received my monster appearance thanks to the support of Uncle Loki, I again blasphemed it.  I began to pluck out the disgusting feathers that filled my back that formed wings.

However, every time I pluck it, it's useless because it will grow as usual after I wake up the next day.  I was once again struck by a deep sadness lamenting unfortunately this destiny of mine.  But at least I am not alone.  There were nine of my other comrades who fared the same as me.

I think that's where our suffering will end and we'll have happiness afterwards.  But apparently, it was all just a fake dream.  One-on-one of us returned to life due to the impact of the new post-experiment after a few months.

As the last one, it was my turn.  By the time I'm about to turn 10.  Slowly, both my wing feathers, and my skin fell off to leave regardless of the stalk.  I was also preparing to take my last breath.  How could I possibly survive again when my skin started to fall out like this.

Slowly my body will wither, wrinkle, and eventually disappear to dry in the ground.  At least, that's what I think.

But that miracle happened.

My skin, which had been scattered on the ground, re-united.  I even recovered as before without those disgusting wing feathers again.  I'm finally back to being a completely normal human being.

However, apparently the result is not as good as I thought, even at the level where I can breathe satisfied with it.  My wings can still appear.  No, it actually grew back quickly from behind my back with a certain resistance.

Rancour can occur either consciously or unconsciously.  But obviously, those wings will appear as my body's passive defense when my body responds to danger or when I want them myself, like when I want to save someone.