Capítulo 20: Attention (rewriting in progress)
Inside Marss's mind, two very similar individuals covered in light, and attatched by a golden cord, were currently having an argument.
"Why do you have to be so immature and impatient? Why not just go back to the dungeon now that we have what we came here for? HOW did passing out in the middle of a slaughter you started sound like a good idea?"
Michael was looking down at the slightly shorter image of Marss. Still retaining his brown hair and brown eyes.
"I...I just got a little into it.. And, besides, I took all of the monsters out, didn't I?"
he was timid, yes. However, some anger and reluctance was present on his face.
"Did you check with your beastial senses?"
*Silence
Michael replaced his calm facial expressions with that of strong disgust, looking down at the slightly shorter fool in front boy him.
"This is why I dislike people. If you ever want something done correctly, then you must do it yourself..."
Although Marss could feel every piece of the disappointed and angere, he still snapped back. Not liking how he was treated despite this being his body.
"Hey! Can you stop? Why are you so mad suddenly? I bet Jenkins would have scolded you instead for not doing anything...hmpf!"
The now angered Michael was going to answer, but his sharpened eyes seemed to focus on something else.
"Marss" he hurriedly ordered him, the anger was replaced with a urgent tone.
Seeing Michael like this, Marss took him a little more serious, quickly replying.
"Y..Yes?"
Michael looked down at the cord connecting them, then ending his sentence.
"The assimilation is completed."
He stopped arguing because of this? How weird... Marss wanted to ask him why it mattered as he wanted to get out a point, but he quickly understood what was meant by it.
"And we have company..."
...
Marss slowly woke up from his slumber. Once more greeted by the dark clouds hovering over him, and the sawdust dessert of ripped dirt and remains.
As he stood up, something felt different. Almost as if he was lighter.
He hurriedly began to examine his new body, hoping for an increase in power.
As he stood up, he noticed the decrease in size. Now only being close to 9 meters when standing straight, and 4 meters wide. It felt like he could somehow grow bigger and bulkier if wished, but a smaller size was nice.
Looking down at his body, he saw the large hoof/paw shaped feet. Both black in color, they slightly resembled those belonging to a T-rex, only more well rounded.
As his eyes traveled upwards, he saw his shins and thighs, now having the shape of a human's. The two bulging pieces of mucle were mostly black, but had a faint silver color vividly laying on top of the scales covering them. Thicker plates of smooth yet spikey sheets covered all mucle group found. It had
the same black/silver color of the exposed hide. He tried moving one leg a little, and was astonished by the explosive speed and power only generated by a simple move. He estimated that they would pulverize any sort of living being which was under the layer of a king.
As for the very well shaped and bulky upper body, it was covered in the same type of black sclay fur. However, patches of thick, jagged scales of the same color covered all the mucle groups. Each armour chink was outlined by a visible silver stripes. Looking like an armored warlord having some sort of tribal tattoo.
The next were his just as dark arms. Both outlined and plated as the upper body. However, what was special about them were the ability to both shoot out sulfur clouds and the cold aura emitted. He tried to punch one of the slices of wood laying on the ground, but tok a step back when one single punch was both faster than he could follow, and caused the plank to be turned into frozen dust. His hands had some sort of retractable hacksawed gloves covering them, able to send every piece of kinetic energy created from a hit into an object if it was small enough. His black knuckles all had silver circles around them. there were no nails or claws on the tip of his fingers, as they had turned into spikes themselves.
Over the plated shoulders was finally his head. It took the shape of a helmet, exposing all facial features on the outside. No longer did he possess any lips, only having a giant row of sharp, bone white teeth. It made him look like a grinning devil lord. As one went longer up, there was no longer any nose there, only leaving the large, horizontally cracked sockets. He did not have any whites in his eyes, leaving a black void with a vertically slit pupil in the middle. It shone with a terrifying orange/red glow.
He had some rugged red hair on the top, reaching doen to the top of his spine. But four white horns were also growing out. Two from his temple, and two from the back. It looked like a sort of unfinished crown. Actually, each one seemed to have separate spikes growing near the edge, but focusing on this would make them look like small antlers.
After looking some more, he finally found out he had some sort of retractable wings. They were shaped like those on a dragon, fitting his body size with a wingspan around 5 meters. The hide was pure black on the one side aligning with his armored back, and white on the side aligning with his chest.
The last detail was the striped black tail. It was similar to the one on that [Vered Tiger]. Some deep red petal shaped markings were flowing around it, all the way back to his tailbone.
Togheter with all the physical changes, came also some mental ones.
"Show yourself to me. Let me view this grand physique through your eyes"
Marss was no longer there, or he was, but faintly.
[Several updates made]
[Display engaged]
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Layer:General (middle)
Lvl:60/80
Name:Marss Zell Johnson
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Race:Variant human Age:15
Mental status:Normal
Body status:Normal
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Energy: 25 000/25 000
Bloodline(Integrated):Teratorn Peacock, Edel drake, Kabir tyrant, Recusant Condor, Gerwulf faunal, Asmite Nephalem, Cernunnos strider.
Bloodline storage: (all integrated)
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Mass: 300 000
Magic Essence : Wind:0% Earth:0%(new) Metal:0%(new) Ice:0%(new)
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[ABILITIES] (active) (-)
(Immortal speed LvL1(new) (Ruler's Iron fist LvL1(new) (Deception LvL:1(new) (Muscle empowerment LvL:8(+2) (Immortal slam LvL1(new) (Bestial sense LvL9(new) (Berserk LvL 8(+3) (revenge LvL6) (killer instinct LvL9(+3) (Core shield LvL6(new) (Venom cluster LvL3(new) Voice bomber LvL7(new) Singularity denter LvL4(new)
(Deconstruction) (Storage)(Integration) (Assimilation)
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[ABILITIES] (passive) (-)
(Immortal regeneration LvL3(new) (Lasting stamina(new) (Pain immunity LvL 9) (Understanding LvL 1(new) (Persuasive LvL9(new) (Ruler's aura LvL 2(new) (Accurate LvL5(new) (Engraved path) (Thermal vision LvL 9(+4) (air control LvL1) (Metal control LvL1(new) (Sulfur manipulation LvL7(new) (Kinetic dispersion LvL9) (Damage empowerer LvL4 (new) (Kinetic reflect LvL4(new) (Acrobat LvL7(new) (combat dancer LvL5(new) (Strider's step Lvl1(new) (breathless LvL4(new) (Ice immunity LvL8(new) (Blood blocker LvL7(new) (Burst movement LvL 7(new)
(Filter) (Convertion) (Assort) (Hybrid)
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[Titles]
BETRAYED/EXPERIENCED FIGHTER/HYBRID/GEMINI/KINDLED/WATCHED BY ???(new)/???/???
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[WATCHED BY ???: your actions are being watched by ???]
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He looked down at the screen beneath him, fully focused before the system once more notified him.
[User has taken shape of [King's Vessel]. Next evolution will be in the shape of a [True king].
He already had a stiff smile on his face, but a hoarse laugh escaped it.
"Very good, my servant. So for me to reach the 'layer of a king' I must first finish my new potential. Devouring the one residing in this place should allow me to do so."
He switched his slit eyes towards another direction, looking at the barren wasteland.
"So you have come...."
"Come to dethrone yourself, that is."
He effortlessly moved a single of his paw/hooves, but it sendt him flying towards the direction he looked at.
...
Jenkins was once again laying in the pile of nuclei and cores while wearing an royal garmament and a small prince's crown. His hair was laying spread out into the pile.
"The kingdom is waiting outside the exterior of the woods, and as I prophesied, those brain dead adventures came along."
He closed his amber eyes. Thinking about something only he could.
'I have left nine messages for that brat. I have refilled this entire place with only general level beast puppets, and I have sharpened all my knifes.'
He stood up and walked to a door of light which once more appeard.
"Haha, I hope that egg doesn't hatch before he gets back. Also, he will love the..."
And he dissapeard once again.
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