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!
"How is it the same?"
"Well, he had legs. And a heart. And lungs. As far as you told me..."
"Yeah."
"Wonder if he got to run after all..." Elisa whispered as she stroked Mark's head. She was surprised at how pleasant to the touch scales could be.
"It's just a story. You're thinking about it too deeply."
"Still, I hope he got to run. Just like I hope this land will be covered by beautiful grass and flowers one day."
Her words didn't leave him indifferent, but he did his best to make it seem that way.
"Why do you even care about that?"
"I don't know, haha! It just... It'd be nice, I guess? I hope he got to run as much as he wanted, to get as far as he wanted, until his legs and heart gave out!" Elisa declared with a large grin on her face.
"Wasn't uh..." Mark chuckled. "Wasn't his legs and heart giving out the problem?"