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!
A woman with long red hair stared at a digital screen.
Sigh-
"Looks like it went well after all..."
On that screen, a collapsing Monster could be seen.
"Well might be an overstatement..."
Bloody, the Monster had numerous wounds all over its body. Its white scales could barely be seen through the heaps of blood leaving its wounds.
"Well fought? Hm. Not really. But that's what you get when you're this thrilled about competing against an opponent. Happened too many times already..." Draconia whispered.
She gently placed her palms on the desk she was seated in front of.
"We placed you inside that Dungeon for one reason. To fight. We wanted you to fight. To think about fighting, and nothing else. So that you would strive for strength. Leaving you surrounded by nothing but enemies. Still, this is..."
Nia raised her hands slightly, put her left over her right, and lowered them on the desk once more.