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!
Tired Little Eye
Bam-
"Mark."
Bam-
"Mark."
Bam-
"Mark...?"
The Wind around him called, but he couldn't hear a thing.
The Monster lay on the ground, bleeding and unmoving.
Bam-
Zephyr retracted his bloodied fist for the seventh time.
Bloodied, but not by his own blood.
"Passed out? Already?"
As he retracted his fist, the Monster's deformed face was revealed.
The right side of its face had been thoroughly pummeled.
Zephyr slowly stood back up.
'Definitely fills many of the General's requirements. Strength, speed... It's all there.' He thought.
Zephyr picked up the Spear by his side.
'Were he to get a bit faster, I could've been in trouble. Good thing the General recommended that I come Armored.'
Pierce.
AARGHH-
Screams and growls of pain exited the Monster's mouth, suddenly woken up by the Spear going through its thigh.