Reborn As An Evolving Monster



A tongue exited the Monster's second mouth.

Lick-

The tongue licked the steaming blood.

It licked the steaming blood off the fangs around it.

Kek-

Unlike what Zephyr had assumed, the Evolving Monster's fangs weren't just any normal fangs.

No.

They were the Devourer's fangs.

Fangs that allowed it to Devour anything, no matter how tough.

As long as the target isn't alive, the Devourer's Fangs could pierce it.

Whether that target was a dead Monster, an unmoving Golem, or even an incredibly sturdy Armor.

Kekekeke-

Crazed laughter exited the Monster's mouth.

Gulp-

Instantly, the laughter ceased.

The Devourer's body twitched violently for a moment, before freezing in place.

"I've entertained this enough."

Zephyr pulled his Spear out of the ground.

And as he did, a ray of Dark Light approached him.

The Monster Hunter easily dodged by jumping to the side.

'They're getting less and less-'

The Devourer's head moved.

And with it, the ray of Dark Light.

For the first time since the beginning of the fight, Zephyr truly felt in danger.

Could he really move faster than the Devourer could move its head?

'The Stat restriction-'

Zephyr instantly decided what was most important.

With a horizontal swing of his Spear towards the ground, pieces of rubble and smoke took to the air.

The Devourer directed the ray of Dark Light so that everything hiding inside the smoke would disappear.

It stopped.

Argh-

The Devourer brought a hand to its heart.

BLEUGH-

Heaps of dark blood exited its mouth.

"Looks like overusing them is costing you now." 

The Monster's body twitched.

"For the fairness of this Test, and my own safety..."

Zephyr swung his Spear.

"I'll be fighting with all I have now."

The Devourer roared.

"With my Stats restricted, I have no choice but to take this as seriously as I can."

RWAAA-

The two leaped towards one another.

Zephyr swung his Spear diagonally.

The Devourer sidestepped.

A kick aimed at the Monster's side was blocked by that Monster's elbow.

The next instant, that elbow started morphing.

At the same time, Zephyr's Spear had made a full recovery.

Its tip approached the Monster's heart rapidly.

Too rapidly.

The next second,

BAM-

BAM-

BAM-

Mark wasn't inside the Boss Room anymore.

With a shoulder charge, his body had been launched away.

Far away, as his body had gone through three extremely thick walls.

In his place, someone else stood.

With an index finger, the person stood.

Zephyr's eyes narrowed.

A finger had been enough to stop his Spear.

Even with the Stat Restriction in mind, it was still an incredible feat.

An incredibly annoying feat.

An incredibly humiliating feat.

"What's the meaning of this..."

With a malicious smile on his face, he stared at Zephyr.

***

"Hey! Hey! HEY! Are you okay??"

Mark begrudgingly opened his eyes.

The strange elevator that connected the First Floor to the one where the Boss Rom was.

'I've been launched at... Too many fucking walls... Today...'

Mark was about to doze off when,

"You hear me?"

The sight of her could have almost made him smile, was he not in excruciating pain all over.

"What... What happened...?"

"I'm not sure. You going through the wall woke me up and I came to check in on you as fast as I could." Elisa answered.

"Woke... You up?" A dry chuckle escaped his mouth. "What were you... Napping...?"

Mark lay on the floor, his back against the wall.

'Huh. She looks different somehow...'

Mark couldn't pinpoint what it was.

He assumed it was just the dizziness playing tricks.

Elisa lowered her knees and took a seat in front of him, slightly to the side.

"Huh? Well, I guess. Why? Aren't you the one who-"

The next second, a blinding light forced Mark to close his eyes.

Thump-

Knocking both of them to the ground, a whimpering Lioness stood over them.

Elisa smiled before turning her head to the side.

She stared at the Monster who was laying by her side.

"Good thing you're okay."

"This... What you call... Okay-"

Mark's words were interrupted.

"Stop... Stop it... S..."

He gave up resisting midway, and the Moonlit Feline affectionately licked his cheeks.

Just when Elisa was about to laugh at the unlikely sight, her face became Krista's target.

The Lioness cried and cried, as Mark caressed the left side of her neck. Elisa, the right side.

"Somehow..." Mark whispered. "That ended... Well-"

Only then did his confusion clear up.

Ended well?

He immediately sat up.

"What's the matter?" Elisa asked as she pushed herself off the ground.

"I don't know..."

"Huh?"

"I don't know... How it ended-"

Clap-

Clap-

Pale skin.

Pitch black hair.

A slender silhouette approached.

The three immediately started.

Two red eyes glowed in return.

He clapped his hands one more time.

Instantly, both Mark and Elisa recognized the man.

They couldn't tell what his name was or, truthfully, much about him.

But they knew enough.

The two arrived at the same conclusion instantly.

As soon as their eyes had fallen on him.

On the smile he wore.

"That was a good fight." He said with a cheerful tone.

Krista arrived at the same conclusion as the two, only a second later.

Why?

Simply because both knew him.

Neither could say where from though.

One had seen him in the past. Memories lost and forgotten.

The other, in a hazy dream.

Not that it mattered much.

After all, even Krista had arrived at the same conclusion.

Their bodies didn't tremble.

"Not going to say anything? Mmm... Draconia always said you were on the chattier side."

Their breathing wasn't affected.

"Well, Mark. I'm the one supposed to be your Guide outside."

And yet, they couldn't move a muscle.

"Nice to meet you."

All they could do was stare at him silently.

He let his head fall to the side.

"What's the matter?"

He was Death.

There was no need for them to know anything more about him.

[The Title "Vampire Lord" is looking at you.]

[The Title "Descendant Of Count Dracula, The First Vampire Count" is looking at you.]

Through Raven's red glowing eyes, gazes too heavy to bear were projected.