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!
"Welcome, dear customer! We-"
The merchant's face and lips froze at the sight of her.
She was mostly hidden under her cape, but...
"D... D-D.... Dra..."
"Dra...? Do you know me?" The woman asked as she took her cape off, revealing her long red hair.
"N-N-No... But uhmm." The stuttering Merchant rubbed his hands together as a drop of sweat went down his forehead. "It's always an honor to serve a Dragon in my humble establishment."
Impassive and piercing, Draconia's golden pupils stared as she nodded.
"Right." The Seventh General Of Pride put her cape back on.
"Keeping a low profile?"
Draconia's eyes narrowed, and the Merchant felt as if a claw was centimeters away from his heart.
"That's not something one should say to those who want to keep a low profile. What kind of Merchant are you?"
"I... I'm still... Still new to the business. I apologize if I-"
"New to the business? What business?"