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!
Movement
The Moonlit Feline, with slit pupils, studied the scene.
"What the hell does quick on my feet even mean?"
"It means you go... BAM! Get it?" Elisa explained.
"No." The white-scaled Monster scratched its head. "I don't get it."
'That's supposed to be an explanation?' Mark asked himself.
"What isn't there to get?" Elisa positioned herself a couple of steps away from him. "Look closely this time, alright?"
The white-scaled Monster focused as much as it could on its vision.
Since Elisa wasn't using Mana, the High Elven Pupil wasn't necessary and so Mark's right eye remained closed.
He waited.
Waited some more.
And just when,
"So what am I supposed to-"
"See?" Elisa already stood behind him.
"No," Mark straightened up. "I didn't see."
She slowly let her back rest against his.
"How come?"
"If it's about waiting for when my focus breaks, then-"