Good day! I am the author (Sergey Zaytsev) of the series UIKS (“Universe IKS”, LitRPG, 4 books at the moment), quite popular among Russian readers. I decided to translate my series into English, I had been thinking about it for a long time. At the moment there are 5 samples of translation from different people who offered their paid services. I really need an objective opinion from readers for whom English is their native language. It is suspected that half of the samples were translated incorrectly. You need to choose the most readable option.I will be very grateful for the evaluation of the text. Variant №1. X-UNIVERSE-1: The Soul Snarer Synopsis: What to do when all of a sudden you find yourself in the realm of novel opportunities, where technologies of civilization are never told from magic in all its charm? Where each game zone is a converted physical world of one of the planets tied with portals into an ethereal network, and a player's «avatar» is a real physical agent with incredible survivability? Right you are, when a dream comes true, it's silly to give up the idea to seize the moment! But dear me… You lapse into a complete amnesia, and the «sandbox» of the intercivilizational game «X-UNIVERSE» is a dangerous place for newbies. Also, there is a limit exceeding the bounds of which, means real death. Chapter 1. Awakening «Avatar construction completed». These verdant letters which shone against the background of an absolute gloom were annoyingly blinking before eyes. Several minutes I lay in the total silence, in unsteady borderline of dream and reality in narrow closed space. Trying to understand what all this meant and where I, actually, was. And then, self-understanding process was rudely interrupted. The cover of my coffin swung open, and light rushed inside, forcing to blink to tears. Damn it, but why does it hurt so much! Mechanically I threw up a hand, shielding myself. At once noting something is wrong with the hand: muscles reacted in a slowed-up way, and the light hurt eyes for one more long second before I managed to cover them with a palm. – Get out, – someone invisible commanded crossly. – Come on, get on with it! Someone stuck strong fingers into my shoulder, by jerk forcing me to sit. The body obeyed nasty as if after a debilitating disease: hands and legs shivered from weakness, I was dizzy. I wouldn't manage to open the eyes – just as I was trying to raise eyelids a bit, light was dazzling. Having considered that the stranger, despite notable discontent, doesn't wish me ill, I decided not to twitch and allowed to drag myself outside. As soon as feet touched a cold floor, I understood I was barefoot. And a second later, I realized I was also naked. In spite of the fact that I couldn't see a blasted thing, I did feel there was no scrap of clothes on the body. How lousy my state is if I haven't understood it at once. After warm and cozy «coffin lodge», I immediately felt chilly, I had gooseflesh on my frozen skin. «Hopefully, it's not a morgue, – the thought flashed in a kind of prostration, – but that chest I've just been dragged out from, does suspiciously resemble a funerary box». With me under his arms, the invisible one inconsiderately dragged me on several steps aside, save perhaps that I was not thrown on quite a rigid and cold seat. – Wait a bit, I'll give you a shot of good vitamin, that'll stabilize you. Stop fidgeting. Something gave a hiss, I had a shooting pain in my shoulder. Of course I jerked. No matter that he warned me of pain – it's not me but my reflexes that say «pah!» – Don't get up before you aren't dizzy anymore. «Don't get up». He's kidding. Even if I were eager to, I wouldn’t be able to. And then, when you hardly understand what is around, I’d rather behave in a good child way, bumps are unnecessary in my opinion. Dizziness soon passed indeed and health also began to stabilize. Probably, eyes can already be opened as well… Yep. I carefully unstuck the eyelids densely screwed up… Perfect, light won't stick them together any more. I looked around with curiosity. Once the world gained a visual shape I immediately felt myself more confident. And my muscles flared up with cheerfulness and desire of active actions. Vitamin is indeed good here. It raises slovenliness tone to inaccessible heights. However, skin itches after it rather badly too. I scratched the itching shoulder with my nails, continuing to look around. So what do we have here. A vast oval hall; but what are these rectangular things placed in several rows… ur… how would I call them… well – sarcophagi. Exactly. Their frame is black and opaque, with blinking light symbols on side. One of them contained me a minute ago. They are very similar to total immersion capsules, but even if they are really them, the model is unfamiliar. Between the sarcophagi lines there are aisles of half-meter width. Tens of square cells on the left and on the right, the full wall length. Probably, for luggage storage. Along the wall, opposite to each «box», there is a seat from grayish porous material. It's one of these I was recovering in. The ceiling, by the way, represented the continuous light panel, and light which it gave off, wasn't harsh at all, but soft, yellowish, quiet. So much the more striking, after awakening till the «good vitamin» shot, I had a feeling as if I was looking with my eyes for the very first time, no adaptation at all. The stranger who pulled me out from a sarcophagus was seen by me at a short distance – now, he was busy with some maiden. Wow, she was nude. The «birth» rules appear to be the same to all, irrespective of sex. Probably, the guy is a local technician. Young, tow-haired, looking like a twenty- or twenty-five-year-old, with bored-impatient expression of a lean face. Having murmured something illegibly, the technician seated the female patient in an armchair, squirted with an air pistol into her shoulder, and his aim now was the next «coffin lodge».