20 days passed in the blink of an eye and adam grew to to adulthood his body grew stronger and he acculmated 472 points in addaition to his 480 points he now has 952 points plus his parents when they get back he will have enough to do some major evloution.
[System Interface Activated]
Name: Adam
Species: Hawk {Albino}
Age: 57 days
Evolution Points: 960
Stats:
Strength: 1,2
Agility: 3
Intelligence: 10
Abilities:
[Enhanced Vision][Flight Mastery][Slightly Hardened Talons]
[Slightly Sharper Beak]
Points Required for Minimal Evolution: 150 (increases with each evolution)
Potential Evolution Pathways:
Predatory Instincts: Enhance hunting capabilities.
Physical Augmentation: Increase strength and agility.
Cognitive Development: Boost intelligence
[Warning: Evolution is a double-edged sword. Each transformation may alter your instincts and desires. Choose wisely.]
Adam had been contemplating the direction of his evolution. His first thought was to become a dragon, a creature of sheer power and majesty. But after consulting the system about the evolution points required for even the most basic transformation, he quickly discarded that idea. The cost was astronomical.
He considered becoming human as well, yearning for the interactions and connections that defined his previous life. Yet, the price for that transformation was equally insane. However, he did glean some crucial information from the system: if the desired evolution was closely related to his DNA, the point requirements would significantly decrease.
After much deliberation, Adam realized that while the notion of becoming a giant, deadly bird had its merits, it ultimately didn't suit his needs. He was still human at heart, craving the complex relationships that only his former kind could offer.
He needed a form that could kill and consume efficiently, and that led him to the only viable option: dinosaurs. With birds being the closest relatives to these ancient creatures, it made sense. The costs were steep, but not as outrageous as a dragon or a human.
Moreover, Adam recalled a crucial detail from a week ago when he was nestled in the safety of his nest. People had passed beneath him, clad in leather armor and wielding swords. It was clear he had been thrust into a medieval era, where few things could pose a real threat to him.
also he did have a plan to get evloution points fast one way is to eat corpses during war time like crows as just hunting animals is insesfcent for now he is wating for his parents to say goodbye and his little sister is still here she is an adult and he named her Mallory and she is still tramtized.
thireteen minutes later his mom came home to check on them carrying a fish just as she landed adam lunged at her neck and bit on it breaking it in on emove she didnt have time to gight back and the feast begun ...{+20+23+31....} in the end she neeted him 430 points discarding the body as usall he waited for his father and soon another feast beun.
[congraglations host you have unlocked a specail title]
[Kinslayer : grant 20% damage boost against family members]
"titles?system i though you said your sole function is to assist the host in accelerating evolution and customizing it specifically why are you giving titles now?
[negtive i cant give titles its the laws of the world i cant explain to the host as you will have to walk the land and learn but rember words are power]
[System Interface Activated]
Name: Adam
Species: Hawk {Albino}
Age: 57 days
Evolution Points: 1860
Stats:
Strength: 1.3
Agility: 4
Intelligence: 10
Abilities:
[Enhanced Vision][Flight Mastery][Slightly Hardened Talons]
[Slightly Sharper Beak]
Points Required for Minimal Evolution: 150 (increases with each evolution)
Potential Evolution Pathways:
Predatory Instincts: Enhance hunting capabilities.
Physical Augmentation: Increase strength and agility.
Cognitive Development: Boost intelligence
[Warning: Evolution is a double-edged sword. Each transformation may alter your instincts and desires. Choose wisely.]
"Words are power," Adam repeated, casting a final glance at Mallory. "Until we meet again, Mallory. Farewell." With that, he spread his wings and finally left the nest, seeking out any ongoing battles.
Meanwhile, in a world far removed from Adam's, a solitary figure occupied an imposing throne room. A man sat alone atop an enormous, glowing silver throne that hovered five meters above the ground, adorned with intricate carvings of wizards and knights casting spells and battling demons. Gems glimmered along the sides, imbuing the throne with an air of majesty.
The room was stark and empty, save for the throne and a long crimson carpet that led to it. The bland grey stone of the walls and floor contrasted sharply with the opulent throne. A large, glowing white sphere floated near the ceiling, bathing the space in ethereal light.
The man on the throne appeared middle-aged, with short, greying hair and a scruffy black beard. His violet eyes sparkled with an unsettling intensity, framed by a strong jaw and a small, noble nose.
He wore a simple, tight-fitting white robe, adorned with a black insignia featuring a wizard's spellbook. Standing at six feet two inches, he cast a towering presence even while seated.
Atop his head rested a slender, unadorned golden crown. He sighed, surveying the emptiness around him, then turned his gaze to the sole entrance—a massive set of gilded doors standing five meters tall.
"Enter, Cessiera," he commanded, his voice rich and warm yet laced with authority.
At his call, the doors swung open to reveal a striking woman with long, silky blonde hair and vibrant green eyes that sparkled with life. Her white robes flowed gracefully around her as she walked down the carpet towards the throne.
"Your Majesty," Cessiera greeted, her voice calm as she stopped ten meters away, bowing respectfully. A small red ornament in her hair caught the light, glimmering like a star.
"What does the Fate Magic Department's preliminary report state?" he asked, waving a hand dismissively, boredom etched across his features.
"The disturbances in Fate have appeared in 10 different worlds. Of these, we have control over. Each disturbance has been tumultuous, and while the specifics remain unclear, if left unchecked, the forecasts indicate a disaster on the scale of the Demon Prince Invasion."answerd Cessiera without any panic.
The man straightened, his interest piqued. The Demon Prince Invasion had claimed over 80 billion lives across more than 500 planets, an unprecedented catastrophe. This invasion had emerged from the collapse of the Alliance—a powerful coalition of intelligent beasts—around a thousand years ago, only to reform a century later. The potential for another disaster of such magnitude could reshape the very fabric of the Autarchy.
"Very interesting," he mused, snapping his fingers twice.In an instant, two robed figures appeared, their faces obscured by black masks.
"Belgrum, issue a decree to all 108 Departments demanding a full-scale investigation of the affected worlds under our control. Robert, coordinate with the Foreign Ambassador Department to reach out to the planets not under our control, informing them of the situation and offering our assistance. Gather all necessary information from the Fate Department."
The throne room buzzed with purpose, the air thick with the weight of impending chaos.
"Cessiera. Your Fate Department has done well. Inform me if there are any new findings." He gave her a warm nod, dismissing her from the throne-room. She backed away, bowing as she left.
Elrod Blois, the Wizard King of the Blois Autarchy owning and controling 10 worlds to his name, and the most powerful human in them, looked around the now empty throne-room once more, a smile on his face.
"It seems things are about to become a bit more interesting."