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Chapter 12: Too much is good?
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The lingering scent of blood, thick and metallic, still hung heavy in the air, a subtle but undeniable undercurrent to Zander’s racing thoughts. His crimson-tinged silver eyes, a stark reminder of his recent transformation, scanned the silent, gore-splattered chamber.

A predatory stillness, cold and efficient, settled over him. He was different, undeniably, terrifyingly so. But beneath the surface of shock and a dawning understanding of his monstrous nature, the old Zander, the calculating survivor, was already stirring, meticulously cataloging his new assets.

This newfound power, this grotesque evolution, it wasn't a curse—it was a tool. And Zander had always been adept at using tools, especially when they offered a significant, unfair advantage over everyone else.

His gaze drifted to the holographic status screen again, the numbers practically screaming his absurd, unbelievable reality.

[Name: Zander Gray]

[Race: Mutated Human]

[Age: 19]

[Gender: Male]

[Level: 15 (F-Rank)]

[Experie
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  • Chapter 12: Too much is good?

    The lingering scent of blood, thick and metallic, still hung heavy in the air, a subtle but undeniable undercurrent to Zander’s racing thoughts. His crimson-tinged silver eyes, a stark reminder of his recent transformation, scanned the silent, gore-splattered chamber. A predatory stillness, cold and efficient, settled over him. He was different, undeniably, terrifyingly so. But beneath the surface of shock and a dawning understanding of his monstrous nature, the old Zander, the calculating survivor, was already stirring, meticulously cataloging his new assets.This newfound power, this grotesque evolution, it wasn't a curse—it was a tool. And Zander had always been adept at using tools, especially when they offered a significant, unfair advantage over everyone else.His gaze drifted to the holographic status screen again, the numbers practically screaming his absurd, unbelievable reality.[Name: Zander Gray][Race: Mutated Human][Age: 19][Gender: Male][Level: 15 (F-Rank)][Experie

  • Chapter 11: Level Up!

    Zander's body spasmed one last time, a final, cold surge of stolen energy coursing through him, and then collapsed onto the blood-soaked stone. A triumphant chime, like a slot machine hitting the jackpot, echoed in the sudden, ringing silence of the chamber.[Ding! Level Up!][Enemy Defeated: Orc King (B-Rank)][Experience Gained: 75,000]Hours later, a low, pained groan escaped Zander's lips. His eyelids fluttered open, his mind a hazy mess of searing pain and… something else. He remembered the agony of his armless state, the sickening cold seeping into his core as his life essence drained, a robotic voice promising power, a monstrous hunger. Then, blissful nothingness. He blinked, taking in the familiar yet unsettling gloom of the Orc King's chamber.Corpses were strewn everywhere, looking like deflated balloons, their life force completely gone. And the big green guy? Just a regular B-Rank Orc King, he vaguely registered, its massive form bearing visible wounds—rents in its armor,

  • Chapter 10: Rapid Transformation

    A violent, guttural BOOM ripped through the sudden, shattered stillness of the cavern, a shockwave of raw, unbridled energy erupting from Zander’s convulsing, broken form. The Orc King, caught completely off guard, was hurled backward several meters, its massive body skidding across the stone floor with a thunderous roar of bewildered pain and outrage. Zander himself slumped forward, a broken, armless mass of twitching flesh and raw agony. Yet, even in the depths of his unconsciousness, his body began to move, to writhe with an eerie, unsettling animation, driven not by conscious thought, but by the nascent, monstrous power of his newly awakened talent and the gnawing, all-consuming emptiness of his Hunger Pool.[Target Located: Initiating absorption of nearby biomass.]A swirling, nauseating vortex of sickly crimson and black erupted from Zander’s being, a terrifyingly hungry entity that writhed and pulsed with a malevolent, silent intent. It descended upon Kael’s mangled remains wit

  • Chapter 9: Awakening

    The Orc King’s guttural laughter rumbled deep in its ruined throat, a sound thick with cruel, triumphant amusement that vibrated through the very bones of the chamber, echoing in Zander's shattered skull. It adjusted its massive, bloodied foot, shifting its weight, grinding Zander’s armless, mangled torso deeper into the cold, unforgiving stone floor with deliberate, almost gentle pressure. Ecstasy, pure and perverse, flickered like an infernal flame in its single, bloodshot eye, as it savored the raw, agonizing horror etched on Zander’s bloodied, contorted face, relishing every shudder, every silent scream.A weak, almost inaudible laugh, more a ragged gasp of bitter defiance than mirth, escaped Zander’s bloodied lips. “You… you perverted… monster,” he whispered, the words barely audible over the Orc King’s triumphant growls and the distant, fading sounds of the lesser horde. “Enjoying… someone’s pain… this much?” His voice was a thin, reedy thread of sound, but the contempt, the bur

  • Chapter 8: A Pretender's Demise

    Zander fled blindly, his lungs burning, each breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps that tore at his throat. The indelible image of Kael’s pulverized remains was seared into his mind, a grotesque, horrifying testament to the raw, uncaring, and absolute power that truly existed in this brutal world. He scrambled through the cavern, his hands scraping against the rough, damp walls, his nails tearing, a desperate, cornered animal seeking any crack, any shadow, any sliver of hope that could offer an escape. But his unawakened body, never built for such prolonged exertion, began to betray him. Fatigue, a heavy, leaden weight, dragged at his limbs, each step a monumental effort. His vision blurred, swimming with black spots, and a cold sweat drenched him, making his tattered clothes cling uncomfortably.He stumbled, his foot catching on a loose rock – the very same kind of treacherous, unassuming stone that had twice before intervened in his near-demise, granting him a miraculous, undese

  • Chapter 7: A Power-Up

    The Orc King’s massive, bloodstained axe descended with the terrifying speed of a falling guillotine, a colossal shadow eclipsing the sickly blue light of the cavern. Zander, his eyes wide with a pure, animalistic terror, flinched violently, his muscles tensing, bracing for the inevitable, for the split second of agonizing pain before oblivion. But in his desperate, unthinking panic, his foot caught on another loose, unforgiving stone. He felt the sickening lurch as he lost his balance, sending him sprawling backward in a clumsy, undignified tumble. The colossal blade whistled inches, mere inches, above his head, the sudden rush of displaced air from its passage ruffling his pathetic excuse for hair, carrying the faint metallic scent of blood and pulverized stone. He landed hard on his butt, the impact jarring his spine and sending a fresh wave of pain through his already battered body. A strangled, unmanly yelp escaped his lips. It was a near-miss so absurd, so undeserved, so utter

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