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!
Less Than A Memory
Mark's feet hung in the air.
Held from the chest down, his arms were extended in front of him.
'The eye. It's different than the one last time but... Are you that Dungeon Master?'
Kekekek-
Laughter echoed.
Despite the situation, Mark tried to stay as calm as possible.
'Can't do a thing. I don't feel tired. My wounds from earlier are gone...'
Mark brought his right hand to his left arm.
He extended a finger.
Pierce-
'Hm.' Mark nodded to himself.
A drop of blood went down his arm.
'Can't feel pain. Oh. The wound is already gone. So I wasn't teleported or anything. This is a dream. Or... Something... Like a dream.'
The rows of fangs moved.
'I'm still out there. I can't remember that I collapsed on the ground or anything. I just... Gradually...'
Kekekek-
Mark raised his gaze to the golden eye staring at him.
His anxiousness was tangible.
In front of the golden eye, he felt seen through. Naked.