《Evil God》Chapter 2 - Monster in the making
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My head cultist is pretty quick at following orders, within the hour he had carved out the circle and dug up his great grandfather's grave to steal his Orichalcum coffin.
Apparently, his great grandfather Barrowsell Ravenlaude was some sort of Hero and a Duke of Eyre who died in a battle against an Evil God, though because his son, who was Mitchel's grandfather, was a traitor who defected to said Evil God the Ravenlaude family got demoted to a Baron class.
Anyway, I don't care.
"̸̙̱̜͗̄͐͝L̶̗̪̑̏͐a̶̤̱̙̲͌̒͒͘y̸̡̜̬̯͑̑̈̍ ̸̨͙̺̀̊͝d̴̥̪̈́̍͘ö̷̫̦͜͝w̷̞̭̣̝̓̈́̎n̵̥͍̻̲͒ ̶̡̝̼̇̿̈̀ͅi̵̲͔̪̫̎̃n̶̙͕̏̎͊ ̴̧͈̠̂̏̄ẗ̶̳̫́̍͝h̴̤̘̖͆͌̈̒ě̴̯͕ ̴͙̦̊̑̏́c̶̯̅̌o̴̧͉͛̇͘f̴̙̪͌̈́͛̚f̶͌̚͠ͅi̶̞̔n̸̜͂̚.̶͓̝̔͜ ̴̰̌̍͘F̵̦͝ö̵̙̣̯̼́̇̽r̵̘̃́̍͐ ̴̫̭̖̆͌̉̀ị̵̙̑̿̐̇ẗ̴̢͓̬̱́̿ ̷̱̬̲̩͆̂͛̚ǐ̷̧̗̝ͅs̷͘͜ ̵̨̜̮̒͗ͅt̷̰̞̉͠ĭ̵̛̛͔̞͔̚͜m̵̜̀͆̂ê̶̘͓͋̕ ̵̨͚̖͕͗̏́̕f̸̧̘̯̆̇ȍ̸̢͉̭̀r̵̳̮̥̗̔͌ ̷͎̙̯̾y̷̫̺̫̣̿̋ȏ̴̢̰͘͘͠u̶͚̠̻͑r̷̺̻̜̯̓́ ̶̰͍̔͊̔̈́ĺ̸̲̀̒ǫ̴̺̖̌̒͠ͅy̸̬̐͝ã̷̤̦̈͆l̵̫͛̇̈́͐t̴̢͊̆̏͝ỹ̴̨͙̗͔͗̆ ̸̲̜̣̋͌̌̚t̷̮̟̃͝ͅo̵̢͔͓̎ ̷̱̳̖́b̶̩̞͂̓͑̕ȇ̸̤̝̘̖̉͆ ̶͖̱͉̳͋r̷̨̯̼͍̆̚̚e̶̥̎̐̎w̵̹͇͉͆̽a̴̢͓̺̒͐͘r̸͇͚̈͛͆͘ͅd̷̛̩̖̠e̵̟̠̅͌̆́d̵̰͙̣͗̂̅̾.̴̨̣̹̤̎̎̎͒"̴́ͅ
So now with Mitchel laying in the coffin, it is time to see how effective my power of Evolution is, and how effective this transmutation circle would be at the level I hope to use it for.
The memories of the first sacrifice that I 'ate' suggest that he was from another world where magic was either hidden or nonexistent, the poor individual was not even in this world for 5 minutes before he ran into Mitchel.
While this traverser was weak and pathetic his world did have a lot of creativity and knowledge within it, I was capable of getting more from his memories than he ever would've and anything he had ever seen or heard was within my grasp.
Of all the knowledge contained within his memories, the most valuable was actually the fictional ones that contain ideas that are actually possible within this world.
Of all of the animes he had watched the favorite of his first snack was between two named "Tokyo Ghoul" and "Demon Slayer.".
The ideas of these beings intrigued me greatly, and other knowledge of supernatural beings was also enticing.
Vampires, Werewolves, Doppelgangers, Demons, all of them are fascinating and do not exist in this world.
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Monsters are just animals that have magic in this world and are not really a threat other than in rare cases where a monster gets strong and intelligent enough.
Well, one at a time I suppose.
I would almost certainly be grinning, if my body was anything other than blackish-red liquid within a hidden divine realm.
Pouring a ton of magic into the coffin to activate the circle while activating my power of Evolution I got to work.
This would be glorious.
It seems he has also gained a lot of head cultist levels
Name: Mitchel Ravenlaude Race: Half-Human, Half-Elf, Ghoul Racial Classes:
[Human] - lvl 5 (Maxed)
[Elf] - lvl 5 (Maxed)
[Ghoul - Shell Red] - lvl 10 (Maxed)
Character Classes:
[Head Cultist] - lvl 16 ---> 36
[Executioner] - lv 29
[Swordsman] - lvl 31
[Noble] - lvl 40
Total Level: 126 ---> 156 Stats
STR - 110 ---> 190 ---> 210
AGI - 93 ---> 143 ---> 163
VIT - 110 ---> 160 ---> 180
END - 114 ---> 184 ---> 204
INT - 63 ---> 73 ---> 133
WIS - 63 ---> 73 ---> 133
CHA - 218 ---> 228 ---> 288
It seems that a Ghoul is a subspecies rather than an entirely different species so the result was better than I thought it would be.
His stats increased by a significant amount, but the largest benefits come from what cannot be seen with numbers. Ghoul regeneration and Kagunes.
I guess that I'll need to test those at a later date, but first I need a name...
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