6 Va??at (rewrite in progress)
As his skin came into contact with the bird, the corpse began to deflate.
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[Absorbing genetic code...]
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[Passive abilites activating]
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[??? has been identified as 'Filter]
(Filter junk DNA and useful DNA. Making sure as to not integrate with anything that will lessen host's efficiency)
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[??? has been identified as 'Conversion]
(Convert excess mass and junk DNA into 'experience or mass' for the body. Acting as a medium to strengthen, mature and evolve both bloodlines and abilites)
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[??? has been identified as 'Assort]
(Helps body absorb new bloodlines and DNA by deconstructing the already filtered strains. This will better help the body integrate with them)
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The notifications then stopped. Leaving Michael staring at the last question marked passive skill.
"Whatever, really. I will find it out what it does sooner or later."
Slowly, the sequence stopped and the bird disappeared. Only leaving behind a small leaf sized blue orb in its place.
[Calculating....]
While waiting for the system to stop, he picked up the tiny marbel which faintly reflected his hazy appearance.
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[Unfinished cracked beast core:This was salvaged out of a weak mutated beast. May fetch a small amount of money]
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Despite being told it was only a small amount, Michael's interest was further piqued.
"System, tell me all you know about these cores." He demanded
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[Cores/Nuclei: Contain a dense amount of energy. This will usually start to form inside beasts that have begun to reach the Master Layer. They will continue to grow alongside its host, granting it numerous abilites and multiplied strenght]
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[Beasts are know to overpower multiple humans of the same rank thanks to this. A beasts Core/Nuclei can be considered another vital organ in its body]
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[It is most commonly used as a power source for numerous devices]
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Very satisfied with the response, he then asked, still waiting for the calculation to end.
"System, how does one advance in rank?"
[beep..]
[increasing ones layer requires the host's body to be able to control and generate a certain amount, or type of energy. That, or enhancing it with training arts.]
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[As of now, host possess an internal energy value of 100. This is the bare minimum for reaching rank 1 or the soldier layer]
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[Energy can be increased trough skill practice or trough the study of a form of magic]
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[Beasts advance in rank as their physique grows. This may be a time-consuming process, leaving humans with a head start]
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Michael was intently listening to the voice of the system. Engraving all knowledge into his very soul.
[Calculations finished]
[Updating...]
[Display engaged]
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Layer:Soldier
Lvl:10/10
Name:Michael frell Wiik
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Race:Human/Variant Age:15
Mental status:Normal
Body status:Normal
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Energy:100
Bloodline(avilable):Night Dove
Mass:120
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[ABILITIES] (active) (+)
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[ABILITIES] (passive) (+)
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[Titles] (+)
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Only giving the updated translucent screen a quick, unrestrained glance. Michael processed to firmly state his new request.
"System, can you integrate the new genetic code with my body now? And if so, will there be any side effects? Also, please tell me in advance if any noticable mutations are going to occur."
Not even waiting for Michael to take a new breath of air, it responded with the bland voice.
[Initiating Integration...]
[Major possible mutation found]
[Does host wish to grow wings? This process will consume all available mass and take 4 hours to complete]
Michael was not very affected by the response, as it was what he asked for. Proceeding to answer it with a hardy expression. Readying himself mentally for the changes, and remembering that this was what he wished for.
"No. You may proceed with the integration. Only, make sure to not alter my appearance completely. Since I will need it after getting out of this green hell."
[Proceeding..]
[This processes does not contain any major mutations. It will finish in 4 seconds]
Before Michael could finish reading the reply, a strong agony invaded every cell of his body.
The pain didn't subside even once, slowly twisting and turning beneath his skin. Creating a burning sensation which strung him in place. Almost like he was bathed in a pool of acid.
His newly formed muscles contracted and streched. Allowing an unknown substance to seep inside of the growing number of tears.
And after what felt an hour, it finally disappeared.
Michael now found himself laying on the soft yet thick grass. Beginning to send small signals from his brain to the freshly tortured nervous system.
The signals kept traveling through his insides, slowly birthing a refreshing feeling which swimmed from deep withing his mind.
He then threw himself off the ground. Stabilizing his vision and looking straight at a transparent screen appearing before him. Now accompanied by some small notifications.
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[Integration completed]
[Calculating new data..]
[Errors found]
[Errors corrected]
[Changes displayed]
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'Oh?'
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Lvl:10/30
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Energy:120
Bloodline(integrated):Night Dove
Bloodline(available):none
Mass:20
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[ABILITIES] (passive) (-)
(minor regeneration LvL4(+1) (fatigue immunityLvL4) (Pain immunity LvL5(+2) (Night vision(new) (air resistance LvL3(new) (Cellular armor LvL:1(new)
(Filter) (Convertion) (Assort) (???)
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After reviewing all his new passive abilites, Michael began to drag his empty hands over his skin and through his hair. Searching for anything different.
The first change he noticed was his noe more robust and dense arm. Not only greatly suprising him. but also spawning a bewildered urge to tap on it.
However, as he approached it with his finger, he notices that the previously average length nails were now replaced y something close to talons. Elegantly protruding out of from his nailroot. And altough they were not long, they were much thicker and sharper than his father's dagger.
Shifting his exasperated gaze from the talon shaped nails, he then noticed the even paler skin which covered his body. The whiteness most likely originating from the callous layer which built its home over it.
Further examining his tranformed frame, Michael found that the hair on his head had not grown much longer, but instead thickened. Alongside a obvious color change closely resembling dark blue.
His old yellow teeth had turned dark white. Taking on a similar color to that of a skeleton.
However besides the color change, they also seemed to grow more dense and sharp. Only sometimes showing themself when moving the dark red lips which sealed their existence.
Other than that, not much else was different. If you ignoted his dirty leather clothes that tightened around the tower that was his body, the rest remained the same. Sadly including his average looks.
His consciousness once more scanned the environment. This time able to identify more trees as it continued to expand outwards.
While this happened, Michael picked up the chipped dagger laying beside him. planning on exploring the unkown terrain further.
"So I cannot just absorb all the powers each beast possesses, but instead fuse its genetic make-up with my own. Transforming into a humanoid animal of sorts..."
Removing his focus from the improved body, he then aimed it into the depths of the forest.
"I could definitely move unhindered through this thick grass, but that fat pigeon was considered as a low level beasts..."
Michael frowned slightly as he whispered to himself. Finding his transformation impressive, yet lacking.
The two dark blue eyes seemed to regained a slight golden hue even. Further heightening his senses through the impulsive anger roaming his veins.
Suddenly, he steadied his stance. Utilizing the mixed eyeballs to fully make out the green yet chilly environment through a detailed scan.
"I am sure I could handle some more of those birds even in my unedited form. Now, however, I am confident that even bigger game would be feasible." His impatience kept growing as he spoke, sparking up his determination.
He then tightening the grip on the old knife. Proceeding to walk with longer strides towards the darker and denser woods. Each step not even taking notice of the grasspatches which previously held a property similar to mud. Almost as if he moved on the airparticles that laid on top of the ever expanding greenery.
"More... I need more..."
