Malakai's eyes widened as his display changed, transforming into a comprehensive status screen.
NAME: MALAKAI
RACE: ARCTIC WOLF
TITLE(S):
BREED: FROSTRUNNER
AGE: YOUNG ADULT
PACK: FROST PACK (MEMBERS 3)
BLOODLINE(S): *******
CLASS:
GROWTH GP - D-RANK
ABSORPTION REQUIRED (AP): 000/100
LEVEL/STAGE: 0 / (50)100
EVOLUTION: REACH LEVEL 50
STATS
STRENGTH: 7
SPEED: 10
STAMINA: 11
AGILITY: 8
MANA: N/A
VITALITY: 7
BITEFORCE: 700 PSI
ATTRIBUTE(s): ICE (Solidified Water)
ABILITIES (Only relevant passives will be shown. If you want full stats, go to the Auxiliary)
-FROSTBITE > A WOLF'S BITE THAT WILL INSERT THE COLDNESS INSIDE THE BLOOD, MOVING IT TO THE VITAL ORGANS TO FREEZE THEM, WORKS WELL WHEN MAGIKA IS COATED ON THE TEETH.
Malakai's gaze lingered on the status screen, his mind racing with the implications of the new information.
He had grown accustomed to checking his status regularly over the past month, but the updates had been minimal.
Now, however, the screen revealed a wealth of details, including his abilities.
"Ah, I forgot to mention something crucial," she said with a sly smile. "Your class will be chosen for you, but don't worry, it'll be worth it. Unlike other... uhh lucky beasts who receive a feral mark, you shall get your very own class, a privilege typically reserved for pitiful humanoids."
As Mene continued to speak, her words dripped with an otherworldly wisdom. "I will also bestow upon you a reward, a token of our encounter." With a graceful wave of her hand, a radiant light enveloped Malakai, and when the luminescence dissipated, the goddess had vanished.
Malakai's gaze returned to the display screen, which now showed a series of system messages:
"ABILITY DETECTED, UNABLE TO AWAKEN FULL ABILITY, SLOWLY AWAKENING ABILITY"
"ABILITY : DETHRONE(LV1) HAS BEEN ADDED"
"TITLE HAS BEEN ACQUIRED: THE MODIFIER"
As he absorbed the influx of information, the blue space around him began to blur and distort.
Malakai's eyes grew heavy, and he felt himself being pulled away from the mystical realm.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself back in the cozy den, surrounded by the familiar scent of his pack.
He realized that his mother must have retrieved him and brought him back to the safety of their home.
The soft warmth of the den enveloped him, and Malakai let out a contented sigh.
Though his mind still reeled from the encounter with Mene, he felt a sense of peace wash over him.
The goddess's words and the system messages still lingered in his thoughts, but for now, he was grateful to be back in the comfort of his own world.
With a relaxed yawn, Malakai settled into the den, his heart filled with wonder and his spirit eager for the adventures that lay ahead.
Malakai's eyes widened as he gazed at the title description, his mind reeling with the endless possibilities. The words danced before him, taunting him with their promise:
[THE MODIFIER]
The holder of this title can make permanent changes on their body whenever they evolve. The changes will be dependent on the techniques the holder learns that seem to need an adjustment. The body will make it so the technique is no longer a technique, but what the body was made to do. If a bone needs to be added, then it shall. If an extra head is needed, then one shall be. While also maintaining the original body's advantages...]
Malakai's imagination ran wild, conjuring up visions of himself adopting the fluid grace of a cheetah, his legs lengthening, his muscles honing to achieve the impossible speeds.
He envisioned himself mimicking the majestic soaring of an eagle, his body contorting to accommodate wings that would allow him to touch the sky.
The potential for transformation was staggering, and Malakai's excitement grew with each passing moment.
His thoughts raced with the possibilities, his mind whirling with the endless array of techniques he could learn, the modifications he could make.
He pictured himself adapting the venomous fangs of a snake, the razor-sharp claws of a bear, or the impenetrable armor of a turtle.
The title's promise seemed boundless, and Malakai's heart swelled with anticipation.
But, as the thrill of discovery began to subside, a lingering concern crept into his thoughts.
How was he supposed to learn these techniques? Where would he find them? The title's description offered no guidance, leaving Malakai to ponder the mystery.
His mind wrestled with the question, searching for a solution that seemed elusive.
Malakai's gaze shifted to the ability DETHRONE, his mind probing for understanding.
[1st Function: The ability to gain AP (Absorption Points) from non-magical beasts.]
He furrowed his brow, puzzled by the implication. Had he been mistaken about his abilities?
The ability seemed to suggest that absorbing from non-magical beasts was a capability he didn't possess, but could now unlock.
Malakai's thoughts raced with questions. What were Absorption Points, and how would they enhance his powers?
He envisioned scenarios where this ability could be on higher levels, like absorbing the strength of a giant bear or the agility of a nimble deer.
As he delved deeper into the ability's mysteries, Malakai realized that DETHRONE held secrets waiting to be uncovered.
He felt an insatiable hunger to understand its true potential, to harness its power and unlock new possibilities.
Before he could further explore the mysteries of DETHRONE, Malakai's mother, Akira, entered the den, her graceful strides announcing her presence.
As he turned to face her, he noticed something peculiar - he was no longer looking up at her, but rather straight into her eyes.
Perplexed, Malakai glanced down at his body and was astonished to see that his limbs had grown significantly longer. He was now standing at an impressive three feet tall, matching his mother's height.
Akira's expression revealed a hint of surprise, her eyes widening slightly as she took in her son's newfound stature. "Malakai, you are finally awakened," she stated, her voice filled with a mix of wonder and curiosity.
As he stood tall, his long limbs feeling slightly unsteady, Malakai realized that this growth spurt was not just physical, but also a metaphorical awakening.
He was no longer the same young wolf he had been just moments before.
The encounter with Mene, the goddess, and the acquisition of the title THE MODIFIER, had set in motion a chain of events that would forever change the course of his life.
Akira approached him, her tail swishing behind her, and gently nuzzled her son's neck.
"You are growing up, Malakai," she whispered, her voice filled with pride and a hint of nostalgia.
As Malakai basked in his mother's warmth and guidance, he knew that this newfound height was not just a physical transformation but a symbol of his growth into a powerful and wise wolf, ready to face the challenges that lay ahead.
Suddenly, a white figure shot into the den with incredible speed.
The icy air was filled with the sound of snow and ice crunching beneath their paws.
The figure crashed into Malakai, who didn't even flinch, despite the force of the impact.
"Brother!" Malakai heard a sweet, innocent voice exclaim. The sound filled his heart with warmth.
He realized, with a mix of surprise and delight, that the voice belonged to his sister, who had finally learned to talk.