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!
[The Title "Descendant Of Count Dracula, The First Vampire Count" is looking at you.]
The three remained unmoving, frozen.
"Are you okay? Didn't think I hit you that hard."
Raven took a step closer.
Only then, did Mark snap out of it.
"No... It's fine." He said in a low voice.
"Really? Why didn't you say a thing then?" Raven asked as he took another step closer.
"I just... I..."
Mark really didn't want him getting any closer.
He had no clear idea why that was the case.
Getting too close to him would bring nothing but trouble.
That's what it felt like.
"I'm not used to talking out loud yet." Mark lied.
"Oh... Right. Last time I was with Draconia you couldn't do that yet." Raven smiled. "Congrats."
"Thank... you."
The Vampire Lord clapped his hands and all felt a shiver go down their spine.
"Let's go back to the Boss Room."
He turned around, and started walking away.