I became a monster!!!

For a full week, Renekton was trapped in a relentless grip of agony.

It wasn't like any pain he'd known before.

It began after his encounter with that mischievous yordle, followed by the battle against the warrior and the spellcaster. Strangely, he hadn't suffered any direct blows to his head during the fight, ruling out that as the source of his torment.

It felt as though an overwhelming, titanic force was bearing down on his very soul, seeking to crush him under its immense weight.

The pain seemed to radiate from some invisible source, leaving Renekton with a gnawing, unshakeable discomfort that seemed beyond the realm of mere physical injury.

.....

As the morning sun spilled through her window, Ana, a 20-year-old college student, stirred from her slumber. But instead of the usual clarity of waking, she was met with a fierce, pounding ache that gripped her head.

The pain was like a relentless storm, waves of intensity crashing over her.

Ana's screams tore through the air, a desperate cry for relief, heedless of the world around her. It was as though her entire existence had narrowed to this searing agony, drowning out all else.

Ana's mind raced, trying to make sense of the searing pain that gripped her. Could it be a cold? No, that couldn't explain this relentless agony. Perhaps her recurring migraines, but this intensity was beyond anything she'd experienced before.

Her screams pierced through the walls, echoing her torment into the quiet morning. Concerned neighbors heard her cries, their worry driving them to rush towards her room, hearts pounding with apprehension.

Abruptly, the screaming ceased, leaving an eerie silence in its wake. The neighbors called out, their voices filled with urgent inquiry, but no response came.

In the midst of this tense stillness, a tall, muscular man in his thirties emerged as a tower of determination. It was clear that he was no stranger to the realm of bodybuilding, his physique a testament to years of dedicated effort. With a resolute push, he shouldered the door open, revealing the scene within.

They entered the room, finding Ana sprawled on the bed, her visage twisted in a horrifying expression. It was as if something had stolen the very essence of her soul

The man approached, his steps measured and determined. Gently, he leaned in, placing his hand over Ana's chest, checking for the rise and fall of breath, and the steady rhythm of a heartbeat.

A heavy silence enveloped the room, broken only by the absence of any signs of life. No breath, no heartbeat.

Ana lay still, a profound stillness that spoke volumes. The man's gaze shifted to the concerned neighbors, his expression etched in somber acknowledgment.

Without a word, he shook his head, bearing the weight of the grim truth that Ana had likely departed this world.

.....

Ana's eyes fluttered open, a rush of relief washing over her. The once-piercing headache had vanished, leaving her in a state of bewildered calm.

!?

She reached up to touch her head, but what met her hand was not the familiar strands of hair, but a peculiar, scaly texture.

!!!?

Her heart raced, uncertainty coursing through her. She scratched her head again, the sensation foreign and unsettling, as if her very features had shifted. Ana's hand drifted to her mouth, now transformed into something resembling a crocodile's powerful jaw.

!?????

Fear took root, and she knew she needed answers.

Driven by trepidation, Ana made her way to the nearby river, hoping for some reflection of the truth.

!!? As she gazed into the water, her reflection confirmed her worst fears.

"Kyaaaaaaaa"

Her face bore the visage of a creature, reptilian and fierce. Panic surged within her, escaping her lips in a scream that echoed through the forest.

"Roaaaaaar"

But it wasn't a human scream—it was a roar, a primal sound that sent birds and animals fleeing in terror. Ana was no longer herself. She had become a monster, a terrifying presence in the heart of the wilderness.