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!
'He doesn't like losing. Even when we were just sparring, I could see that.'
Sparring.
It had been a long time.
The first time they had done so was not long after leaving the Dungeon.
That dreadful Dungeon.
'He likes winning. He loves winning. But... Not always. It depends on how he won. Depends on it too much actually. He doesn't like running away. Losing... Running away... That's what got him in this mood, isn't it? Not much we could have done against THAT anyways. Runnings away... Losing... How would a Monster feel about that? Most prefer dying to running away. He doesn't. But he still... Oh. It's like...'
"A long hunt... With no kill..." Elisa whispered without meaning to.
"Mm?"
"Nothing!" Elisa waved her hands apologetically. She had shouted the word. Once again, without meaning to. "Just... Thinking."
"Okay."