~Back in the Kingdom of all Raccoons ~
Sven, with can in his small cat hands. appeared in the throne room.
after attempting to carry can up to his throne. Sven realised that the body of a cat would be extremely unhelpful.
"Alright... How does his majesty do this..?"
focusing inwards, Sven observed his DNA. wrapping it with his divine energy, Sven attempted to shift it to fit that of a human.
tempering with DNA was extremely dangerous a single mistake could turn a man into a puddle of flesh.
with extreme care, Sven imitated the DNA of a human he was acquainted with.
Sven made two long strips of Deoxyribose sugar. bonded using a phosphate group. and stretched for as far as needed.
He then placed an adenine and a thymine base between them with atmost care. directly underneath, Sven attempted to bond a cytosine and a guanine base.
slowly, piece by piece, Sven managed to construct a DNA strand.
"one's down... a 91 left." with a sigh, Sven continued forward.
one by one, Sven constructed each and every strand of DNA. by the 5th strand, his speed already doubled. it then tripled by the 20th, and quadrupled by the 50th.
by the 90th strand, it has already become second nature to him.
once Sven finished creating the DNA. he noticed it acting on it's own. but it was extremely slow. and it was clashing with his already existing DNA.
Sven moved his divine energy around his body, removing the already existing DNA from his body.
Sven collapsed. with his new DNA, his body recognised his own organs as foreign. and rejected them, causing multiple organ failures.
realising that, Sven used up every last bit of his divine energy, destroying bits of his own soul and using it to forcibly keep himself alive.
using a time dilation spell, Sven forced his body to age unnaturally fast, until the DNA shaped him into a human.
sitting down to take a breather, Sven motioned for one of the royal guards to bring him a mirror.
looking at himself, Sven had a proud look on his face. he had grey hair, silver eyes, and a handsome face, he stood at 190 centimetres, and had a lean, but toned musculature.
to Sven, can was not just a king, he was like a father to him, someone who took care of him when the world left him for dead.
a certain memory resurfaced in Sven's mind.
300 years ago.
can had just came back from a lifetime as a researcher in the human world.
can walked slowly towards his throne. and sat down with a huff.
"Sven. come here for a moment." asked can, his tone soft and loving.
Sven did as he was asked, and knelt before the throne.
can conjured a game board.
"i had found this game back in the human world... it's called draughts. would you like to play?
Sven felt honoured, his king had just asked him to play a game with him, how could he not?
can taught the premise of the game to Sven. followed by can defeating Sven over 30 times.
as the memory ended. Sven smiled softly.
after taking his time to adjust to his new body. Sven carried can to his bedroom. where he placed him onto the bed.