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!
Strong & Beautiful
How long had he run?
How far had he gotten?
Mark did not know.
Was he still running?
Had he collapsed?
Was he sleeping? Resting?
He couldn't tell.
He didn't want to rest.
He couldn't rest.
"She got you good, huh?" The darkness uttered.
It couldn't be seen.
Mark moved his head.
'Huh?'
"She really got you good."
The white-scaled Monster's right eye hadn't healed. The one Elisa had...
A shaking hand hovered in front of the Eye Mark couldn't see from.
He lay his hand on it.
The wound was still there.
It wasn't surprising. While fighting the Commander, he needed to heal many wounds, broken bones, and internal organs. Using the "Advanced Body Reconstruction" Magic Skill wherever he felt pain was the obvious way of healing without losing time or focus.
Still,
"That Commander was amazing, huh?" The Darkness noted.
Only then did Mark realize.