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!
"Fine. I still won't give you another pint."
"Then I'll take it from you, Ha! Ha! Ha!"
Ken stepped closer to the old man.
"What? What do you want?"
"Those things you said... I don't really know how to respond to them. I'm more into making jokes, you know?"
"Ugh, then tell me a joke."
"You should talk to the old hag. But not as you are... If those things really bother you then-"
"Oh, my fucking god! Just tell me a joke already and stop this boring lesson!"
Ken's eyebrow twitched with anger and frustration.
"I'm saying this for your own sake, old m-"
The old man closed his eyes and his head suddenly fell to the side.
"I TOLD YOU NOT TO-"
Ken had quickly stepped closer to keep the unconscious old man from falling... He isn't falling?
"Snore... Snore..."
"You're so annoying! I was worried about you, old man!"