God, Help Us All [Monster Evolution/Progression/LitRPG]
Cliche. Another monster progression story. That was probably what you thought when you read the title of my story. And, I can't lie, for the most part, it probably is. But, what else am I supposed to do when I've been thrusted into a world that could kill me in an instant? There's nothing to do but to progress, to devour and evolve. You would do the same too. Such is the basis of a monster. Such is the right of any living being. So that's what I did. I ate, I killed and I hoarded anything I could get my big limbs on. Friendship, allies and love? There used to be a little god calling himself "Heaven's Equal" who spouted of such things, before I ate him. The world went pretty quiet after that. Follow my story. Read for yourself how I evolved from a little monster in a lake I thought was the ocean, all the way into the Titan Of Destruction. What To Expect: - A relatively quick progression story - Ruthless, I mean - Fang Yuag levels - of ruthless protagonist. - A system? that grows stronger along with the protagonist - Big Monsters Duking It Out, with minimal humans/beastmen/elves, etc. . .focus. Basically, monsterverse without annoying ass humans ruining the show. - Did I mention that the protagonist was pretty evil?
Beware, The Light Is Approaching
Without a second thought, he opened his maw and swallowed the egg whole.
The moment it slid down his throat, the world seemed to shatter.
An explosion of light detonated within him, setting his nerves ablaze. It wasn't the warm, nourishing light he expected—it was searing, violent, like his insides were being scorched from the inside out. Arthur's entire body convulsed, his massive frame wracked with pain as if his own blood had turned into molten lava.
The light inside him fought—no, it warred—with the darkness that had already taken root in his core. His Void Core, the very essence of his being, rejected the light as if it were poison.
Arthur gasped, his breath ragged. His muscles strained, and his scales began to pulse, flashing from deep, abyssal black to a radiant, blinding white. The contrast was striking—his body flickered like a beacon, each pulse threatening to tear him apart.
No, no... this isn't right!