Gradually, my thoughts began to return. As I don't get to sleep in my own body but rather slip into a stasis-like state of torpor, it is a strange feeling. Normally, I don't do this as regularly.
Those memories of what transpired when I evolved still boil away in my mind. Does the creator of the system actually reside somewhere in the dungeon?
My awareness bubbles up with sensations until the light in my eyes comes on, and I am awake.
Urgh!
I feel weird.
It was my skin that caught my attention first.
As the colour has changed, it looks more human-like. However, I was still in my monster form.
Although no one would notice, if inspected closely, I can see little rows of scales lining up all over my skin.
It seems that my claws have become smaller, but I could feel that their strength has doubled, and their sharpness has also improved tremendously.