Ascension Of The Weakeat Tamer

First Fight 2

Rex heard the voice of his beast. Not out loud, but in his mind, ravaging with dripping ice and hostility, like a god whispering from far away.

And like a puppet on strings, the Gold-class snake turned its head down and sank its own fangs into its own body.

Annoid's eyes bulged. "What are you doing, Jim?! Stop! You should be attacking him, not yourself!" he screamed with a cracking voice. 

But the snake didn't even flinch at his voice. It didn't hear him. It just kept biting into its own flesh, tearing its own scales, chewing its own body apart like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Fear slammed through Annoid's spine in cold waves. He turned toward Rex, rage and panic mixing in his voice.

"Tell that demon to stop whatever it did to my Jim right now!"

He pointed a shaking finger. "You know my family! You know how powerful we are! You wouldn't like what we're going to do to you! I'll make the rest of your life miserable!"

Anger pulsed through Rex's blood. He hated this. Hated when the powerful thought they could do anything, say anything, destroy anyone—and walk away free like nothing happened.

"If you had just let us go, none of this would be happening," Rex said, his voice low and cold. "Face it, Annoid. You brought this on yourself."

"Besides you should thank your stars you aren't the one feeding on yourself, that would have taken quite a while."

The Lung Dragon seemed to nod in satisfaction. Then it moved toward the bleeding snake and began to eat.

Skin by skin, muscle by muscle.

Annoid's face drained to white. He had never seen anything like this before. Never heard of it. Not in stories, not in books, not even in whispered rumors.

He watched as his beast was gradually devoured, piece by piece, until the truth slammed into him like a falling building. Without his beast, he was nothing. No academy future, no status and not even a place in the society. 

His knees crashed to the floor right beside Rex.

"Please," he choked out, his voice breaking. "I beg you, by everything; don't destroy my beast. Please!"

Rex stared down at him. He'd never thought he'd see Annoid—loud, cruel, always laughing at others—on his knees, begging with tears in his eyes.

"Didn't realize the powerful could beg too," Rex said quietly. "But I'm afraid there's nothing to be done now."

The Lung Dragon let out a mocking screech as it finished its meal and then made a blech-like sound. 

Annoid squeezed his eyes shut, fat tears rolling down his chubby cheeks as he covered his face, unable to watch his future being consumed.

When the last piece of the snake vanished, the Lung Dragon's scales shifted. Its skin pulsed from deep green to a slightly lighter, richer shade mixed with golden undertones.

{ New Evolution Complete: Bronze Clan Achieved }

{ Five-Minute Power Booster Exhausted }

{ Returning to Base Form }

A chill ran over Rex's skin, chased immediately by a wave of satisfaction. But it didn't stop there. Something else opened up in his mind like a door being kicked in.

{ The Lung Beast Has a New Gift for Its Master }

{ Evolution Path Unlocked: Symbiotic Fusion }

{ Current Base Rank: Iron Clan }

{ The Lung Beast and its human host can join their powers for greater force when faced with powerful threats. The host shares in the evolution of the Lung Dragon. }

{ Warning: Fusion requires mutual respect. }

Rex stared at his beast as another layer of surprise peeled away from his understanding. Not only could it evolve endlessly—it could drag him up with it.

The dragon returned to its earthworm form and crawled closer. Its voice whispered directly into his mind, cold and sharp.

"I might have to kill you if you don't take your chances seriously," the Dragon said, ancient authority bleeding through every word. "Something I really wish to avoid.”