"...Status."
<Displaying Status:
Name : Drakka
Gender : Male(?)
Species : Medium Wraith
Rating : C+ {B-}
Titles : [Reincarnator(Hidden)] - [Soul Reaper] - [Assassin] - [Cold Blooded] - [The Black Mist] - [Falsely Rated]
Level : 25/25
Experience : 700/700
Condition : [Normal]
Health : 1,622/1,701
Mana : 723/1681
Defense : 1,538
Strength : 1,557
Agility : 1,449
Intelligence : 3,828
Magic : 1,452
Magic Defense : 1,444
Passive Skills:
[Wraith] - [Otherworldy Intellect] - [Danger Sense] - [Mana Regeneration Lv.MAX] - [Health Regeneration Lv.MAX] - [Scythe Mastery Lv.MAX] - [Omni Movement Lv.4]Active Skills:
[Appraisal Lv.MAX] - [Black Sphere Lv.4] - [Reaping Scythe Lv.4] - [Terrify Lv.MAX] - [Mirage Lv.9] - [Menace Lv.9] - [Guillotine Lv.2] - [Eraser Slash Lv.2] - [Enshroud Lv.2] - [Conceal Status Lv.MAX] - [Disguise Lv.MAX] - [Abyssal Shift Lv.7] - [Constrict Lv.6]Unique Skills:
[Soul Harvest Lv.22] - [Item Box] - [Translation]Evolution Choices:
[Greater Wraith]
[Phantom]
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... Not much of a choice again...
Greater Wraith would probably have more Evolution Choices later on, but I can't say for sure for Phantom as it doesn't have any... Uh, size ratings?
I shifted to where Reina was, looking at her bruised body and battered clothes. I picked her up in a piggy-back ride and shifted into the Dome.
I laid her down near the edges of the Dome and created a Mirage to fake a wall where I blasted through.
"Evolve."
<Please state your Evolution Choice.>
Ah geez, If only there were something else I could evolve into... Well, technically there is, but I can't even access it.
I'll just brace myself for the pain.
"Greater Wraith."
<Evolving Individual : Drakka.>
The sharp stinging pain stabbed at me from all directions. My body tore, and tore, and formed, and formed repetitively. My whole body felt like it was dipped inside a molten hot lava. I saw my arms pulsing a bright blue in very short intervals.
Damn... If only there wasn't an excruciating pain every single time...
I fell unconscious, unable to bear the agony.
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Reina
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[HIATUS]I Was Reborn, So I Chose To Become A Reaper.
FantasyThe soul of a deceased drifted through the void. Retaining nothing but their intelligence, they slept without aim. ...Until something certain triggered their wake. . . . <Consciousness Confirmed.> ...