I Became A Zompirewolf



As the spaceship soared through the vast expanse of the starry sky, Ashton found himself seated in the quiet confines of the vessel, lost in thought. The hum of the engines provided a comforting backdrop as he immersed himself in the tasks that lay before him.

His eyes focused on the holographic display before him, the system interface that housed the list of remaining tasks he needed to accomplish before he could achieve his long-awaited evolution. 

There were only four tasks left, each a crucial step on his journey towards becoming something extraordinary.

Ashton's finger hovered over the interface, scrolling through the tasks individually. The holographic symbols flickered, illuminating his face with a soft glow as he pondered the challenges ahead.

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Werewolf evolution task(s):

>> Fight and defeat 10 B-grade beings (10/10)

>> Turn 2 creatures into Werewolves. (1/2)

>> Add new members to your pack of werewolves. (Currently have: 2/7 werewolves in the pack.)

Vampire evolution task(s):

>> Consume fresh blood of 2 B-grade beings. (2/2)

>> Consume fresh blood of a legendary creature. (0/1)

>> Add a new member to your family. (Turn another creature into your slave) (1/1)

Grim Reaper evolution task(s):

>> Raise a Lich. (1/1)

>> Create and Tame 10 summons. (Currently have: 8/10 summons)

>> Consume the flesh of a mythical creature. (1/1)

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"Getting more summons shouldn't be a tough task," Ashton mumbled to himself. "But raising a pack of werewolves, on the other hand, was a bit... troublesome."

So far, Ashton only had two werewolves in his pack. One was Anna, and the other was Viper since he was a vampirewolf. Which meant he was supposed to bring five more werewolves into his 'family'.

"If I convert Tarek, I'd still need four more companions. Finding capable people isn't tough, but convincing them to evolve into a werewolf... is a bothersome task." 

Ashton's mind buzzed with uncertainty, his heart pulsating with a mix of excitement and worry. He had come so far, fought countless battles, and honed his skills to near perfection. Now, the culmination of his efforts was within reach.

With a determined resolve, Ashton closed the system interface, his eyes lifting to gaze out the window at the stars that dotted the vast cosmic canvas. He drew a deep breath, letting the weight of his mission settle upon his shoulders.

"I've come a long way," he murmured softly. "The remaining tasks should be easy to accomplish, other than the one which requires slaying a Legendary creature. 

"It took Otiga months to locate a Mythical creature. Who knows how long it'll take us to find a legendary creature. Then again, even if I did, what are the chances I'd be able to win? After all, Legendary creatures are much stronger than the Mythical ones."

Ashton slumped into his seat. The only reason he could defeat the Drakonian was the Seraph's crystal, and they would have been gone for good if he did not have that. 

"At least I defeated Ember without using the crystal. That must count for something, right?"

[Yeah, I'll give you credit for that. By the way, what powers did you get from consuming the Drakonian's flesh and blood?]

"Can't you see them yourself?"

[Where's the fun in that?]

"This lazy motherfucker admin." Ashton sighed and toggled his status page. 

The interface displayed a comprehensive overview of the abilities he had acquired by consuming the flesh of the fallen Drakonians.

His fingers hovered over the controls, navigating through the intricate web of information. The system interface responded to his touch, presenting him with a series of menus and options. 

Each ability was intricately detailed, outlining its effects, limitations, and potential applications.

Ashton's mind delved deep into the complexities of his newfound powers. He was aware of the immense responsibility of harnessing such formidable creatures' abilities. 

With every scroll and tap of his fingers, he sought to understand their potential and how they could aid him in his journey.

The first ability on the list was "Draconic Resilience." Ashton's eyes flickered as he read the description. 

The consumption of the Drakonian flesh had fortified his own body, granting him enhanced physical strength and endurance. He could now withstand powerful blows and heal rapidly from injuries.

[Draconic Resilience] coupled with the [Regeneration] ability allowed him to heal from even the most grievous wounds. This newfound resilience would enable him to face even the most formidable adversaries with unwavering determination. 

"I guess I don't have to worry about dying from one attack."

[You're the Emissary of Death. Dying should be the last thing on your mind.]

"Yeah, yeah, I get it."

Moving on, Ashton explored the second ability: "Draconic Breath." The description indicated that he now possessed the ability to unleash a devastating stream of fire from his own mouth, mimicking the Drakonian's fiery breath. 

The destructive potential of this ability was awe-inspiring, capable of scorching enemies and decimating obstacles.

However, there wasn't much excitement in Ashton's eyes this time. Mainly because he already had a similar skill in the form of [Scorching Rain]. But he wasn't complaining as any ability was useful. 

Finally, Ashton's attention turned to the final ability: "Draconic Sight." The consumption of the Drakonian flesh had enhanced his vision, granting him the ability to perceive the world with extraordinary clarity. 

He could now see through the darkness of the never-ending space and analyse different types of cosmic radiations, detect hidden objects and beings, and even perceive magical energies. Something he had some trouble doing before.

A smile crept across Ashton's face as he pondered the implications of this ability. With his enhanced vision, he would become a master tracker, uncovering hidden paths and secrets concealed from others.

It would serve as an invaluable tool in his quest, guiding him through the shadows and aiding him in his search for knowledge and power.

Moreover, if he used [Draconic sight] with his enhanced vision granted to him in his werewolf form, he could mark countless enemies with [Wolf's Mark].

Lost in his thoughts, Ashton marvelled at the abilities before him, and they represented a significant step in his journey towards self-discovery and mastery.