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!
Out Of The Blizzard?
"Ugh..."
"Are you serious?"
"Probably your fault."
"Right. Of course."
The two remained silent for a bit, until the Moonlit Feline got off Mark and stood on its four paws.
"Can't sleep either?" He asked as he lay a hand on Krista's head.
The Lioness yawned.
"Mmm... You're taking this Form more often than usual." Mark whispered.
"It's not surprising. After those Draugrs coming out of nowhere, and..." Elisa yawned. "And finding ourselves standing on a damn Olga."
His eyes turned towards her and narrowed.
"How come you didn't sense it?"
"I'm surprised too. That hole we found must have been its... Nose? Mmm... Its breathing should have been enough to let us know."
"Think it just... Didn't breathe for a while? The Hunter's Notes say that Olgas hibernate under the snow. Perhaps it slowed its breathing that much. Wouldn't want to be found sleeping after all."
"Maybe... So, did you...?"
"Kill it?"