Reborn As An Evolving Monster

360 Broken Or Dislocated?

"That's it?" The white-scaled Monster asked, its head slightly tilted to the right. "You interrupted me for this?"

'What the... What the... What the fuck?!'

"I'm talking to you." Mark crouched. "Answer when I talk." He said as his hand repeatedly slapped his enemy's head. "After all that talk too... You're pretty pathetic, you know?"

'How did it get to this? How am I the one on the ground? Why did-'

"I said answer when I talk. Ex-General my ass. "

The white-scaled Monster grabbed the hand that lay at its feet.

Crack-

"What... What do you want?"

"You're pretty weak..." The white-scaled Monster's hand moved. "Lying on your stomach like this. Can you really not move?" The hand grabbed a ring finger.

Crack-

"You look Human, old man. Are you?" Mark asked, as the 'old man' clenched his teeth, doing his best not to scream.

Two fingers had been broken. But the pain was somehow bearable.

"I'm... One of the Tyrs! I won't let a random Monster look down on me from-"

Slap!

The white-scaled Monster's hand slapped the old man's head down. His face hit the floor, causing a slight nosebleed.

"Doesn't mean anything to me. That whip didn't help in the end. It sure hurt though. That bear was your Pet... Its scars and wounds, all from you? It ran away from you, and found me. Funny, don't you think?"

"There's nothing funny..." The old man fought against the pain, while the white-scaled Monster's hand moved forward. "About my Pet being killed by-"

Gouge-

"Open your eyes to it. It is funny. Huh... Still not screaming? I like you." The white-scaled Monster said as it pulled its finger out of the old man's eye socket. It silently licked the blood off its finger for a couple of seconds. "Mmm..." Mark brought his hands together, laid his chin on them, and raised his gaze slightly. "So weird. I remember so much now. I have some thinking to do. You wouldn't mind, right? It's easier to think when you have someone to talk to."

The old man lowered his gaze. His forehead hit the ground.

He hit the ground with his forehead repeatedly.

"Completely lost my train of thought. Had so much to think about too... But you fucked it all. Now all I can think about is which one it is if I rotate your shoulder too much. Which one is it, old man? Break or dislocation? I still can't tell. Dislocation can be reversed, right? Like putting the bone back into place? Let's see."

Crack-

"Ah. It's not going back into place. Good thing I tried with a finger, huh?"

Crack-

"Still not right..." The white-scaled Monster whispered as it moved the limp finger in its hand. "Wonder if it's the angle or-"

"What... Do you want?"

"You were a General, right? General of what? Can't be a Demon Lord's. General Of The Tyrs? Something like that? Mm... You don't have to answer. Better think of you as that than as an old man. I might be a Monster, but I'm not all that. Not all that... Yet? I'm not sure..."

Crack-

"Being a Monster is both a Blessing and a Curse. It allows you to live freely. To pursue your desires however you please. If I looked Human, Devouring Monsters would look sooo wrong. In that sense, it makes it easier for me to do whatever I want. On the other, it makes me a slave to my desire... I guess? I did want Elisa. But I wouldn't have hurt her. I wouldn't have. Not for my lust, that would be a stupid reason. Even I can see that. But if I decide to live freely and pursue my desires however I want... Then shouldn't I feel the opposite way? I hurt countless living beings to get what I want. But I didn't want to hurt Elisa... Is that hypocritical? No, I can't help what I want and what I don't want? She was different than the rest? Mmm... Live freely. Restraint. I said it long ago, that I would throw away my misconceptions of right and wrong. I sort of did that, but not when it came to Elisa. Should I have done that? Should I have taken her, right then and there, even if she didn't want to?"

The white-scaled Monster remained silent for a couple of seconds before,

Crack-

"Oh. I dislocated and put it back in place-"

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?"

"Don't scream at me, old man." The white-scaled Monster said calmly as it slapped the Ex-General's head down, causing a nosebleed once again. The nosebleed couldn't be seen due to the blood going down his gouged eye. "What I want...? Why do you care?"

"Why do I...?"

"You came to kill me. I won. Now just listen to me silently, alright? It's a death sentence. Your life is mine. Accept it and shut the fuck up. Okay?"

The Ex-General of the Tyrs hit his forehead against the ground with his teeth clenched.

"Where was I...? Taking here, huh? True to my desires... True to my desires..." The white-scaled Monster repeated as its index finger tapped its chin. "No. No, that's not a desire of mine. Weird."

Crack-

"Failed again. Tsk. That Influence... It probably works based on Status. Like Lin's words, or the weight I felt inside his Aura. Or being in Raven's presence. Or Zephyr's 'Monster Hunter' Title. Status... The one with the most Status wins. The one with the most Status... Is right."

The white-scaled Monster took a deep breath in and raised its gaze towards the dark sky above.

"With Elisa... With Levi, Light, and the others... It's the same. It's the exact same thing."

Mark stared at the faraway moon.

"The same thing... As always..."

His hands twitched.

"If I had been stronger, none of it would have..."

Crack-

"AAARGHHHH!!!" The Ex-General screamed, unable to bear the pain as another finger was broken.

"Aha! Finally! You know what you remind me of?"

The Ex-General slowly raised his gaze towards the white-scaled Monster.

"Haaa!" Mark sighed. "I can think really clearly now."

One was shaking, the other smiled widely.