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!
Restrictions
"You've tasted my blood, huh?"
Mark's fighting spirit started burning.
'If she's using the whole Forest, there must be a weak point. An obvious one, just like for the Fire Spirit. Just gotta find it.'
This, of course, was simply an assumption.
Fueled by the Green Mist, his past experiences, and his shallow understanding of how the Higher World worked.
"That's right. Just a couple of drops though." Yarnha slowly extended a hand towards Mark. "Time to get the rest of it."
His leg twitched as he stared at her.
'Huh?' Confusion suddenly overtook his intoxicated mind.
Pierce-
"Why... Didn't you move?" Yarnha asked.
A tree root had gone through Mark's shoulder.
There was something in the Spirit's voice.
Something that shouldn't have been there.
It was a tiny difference. Something that Mark shouldn't have been able to perceive.
He jumped back, and the hole through his shoulder was filled.