Reborn As An Evolving Monster
Out of countless Souls, ten were chosen to be reborn as Monsters into the Higher World. A World much different than ours, filled with Demons, Devils, and Mythical Creatures. Ten Chosen Souls, Ten Chosen Candidates. For what they are Candidates, remains a mystery. "Weaklings shouldn't worry about such things." Indeed, only the strong can survive, which is why, for ten Candidates, ten Dungeons were built. Raise your strength, get used to how things operate in a World of Monsters, and perhaps you, then, will be worthy of the answers you seek. One of those Candidates had been given, in his previous life, the name Mark. But such a name doesn't mean much. After all, he is, in this Higher World, better known by his Titles. The Devourer & The Evolving Monster. -------------------------------- More info in the pinned review below!
Real Pain
The ground had stopped its shaking.
The trees, their leaves, and their branches, moved only according to the wind's will.
Bleugh-
A stench slowly started polluting the air.
From her nose to her lips, from her lips to her chin, and from her chin to her throat, dark lines stained Yarnha's fair skin.
Dried, the dark blood seemed like ink. The kind of ink one would expect to find on the face of a Spirit that dresses in bones and skulls.
The pond of dark blood at her feet had dried off too. Or perhaps, seeped into the ground below.
The collapsed Yarnha lay on the ground. Her arms supported her weight, allowing her chest to be raised off the ground and her gaze to focus on the Monster.
'Fuck...' The Spirit cursed internally.
It clenched its fists and lowered its gaze for a moment.
'Now that he has seen me like this, I-'
Cough-