The Reassembled Man

The Druggish
job than all the king’s horses had been with Humpty Dumpty. First, the Druggish simply disassembled Edward Berner-tissue by tissue, nerve by nerve. In tanks they stored the million remnants and shreds that had benn Berner, and they changed his brain into a fantastic recording device.
Then they simply put him back together. Sinew by sinew, cell by cell. But it was not the same Ed Berner. The new Ed Berner was stronger, healthier-stronger and healthier than any other man. And with – sexual appetite and a
promised life-span greater than anyone on earth.
He was very nearly invincible. Very nearly. Unfortunately, there was a deadly flaw.
The Druggish had forgotten to make the new Ed Berner a wiser one …were much better at their

Berner was very cautious when he out- lined his demands to the Druggish. He knew all the fables, the fairy tales-rub the magic lantern or get three wishes and what happens? Disaster! Start out rich and powerful and end up behind the 8-ball. Well it wasn’t going to happen to him. Not after a lifetime of failure. He covered every angle, every possible loophole, when he asked for the strength of a superman.
His wordage was precise, exeat, when he requested superhuman intellectual powers. And when he came to sex, he made them understand exactly what he wanted-endowments unmatched in all of human history: powers that put Casanova to shame! Only then was he satisfied-only then did he place himself in the hands of the alien creatures.
His life, once they reassembled him, would be a dream of power and pleasure.
And for a while it was-until Fate once again stepped in to play its ancient role. Then the fable of Edward Berner rushed toward its inevitable conclusion.