Chapter 206: Newer Body

Amon groggily opened his eyes, he felt like flames burned his lungs.

He remained unresponsive and he simply stared at the ceiling without understanding what was happening.

His entire body felt strangely heavy, and there was an unpleasant pressure lingering beneath his skin.

It was when he took a whif of a terrible, rotten smell that filled the room.

Amon immediately frowned and covered his nose with one hand. "What the hell..."

He groaned as he pushed himself upright, only to notice something black and disgusting covering the floor around him.

Thick black goo had spread across the carpet, the edges of the bed, and even parts of the nearby wall.

Some of it was still slowly sliding down from his clothes and body, leaving behind a sticky trail.

Amon stared at it in disbelief. "What happened to me?"

His memory slowly returned and he remembered the Demi-God Origin Fragment.

Amon blinked to reality.

"Wait..." He looked down at himself. "Did this happen because of that thing?"

He blinked several times before finally noticing something else. The room looked different.

Not because anything had changed, but because everything seemed smaller.

The desk appeared lower than he remembered. The bed looked shorter, and even the ceiling seemed strangely closer.

Amon slowly stood up and he froze. "...What?"

He looked around again before realization finally struck him. "I got taller."

Amon hurried toward the mirror.

He stopped halfway there when he realized he was still covered in black residue.

Looking down at himself, he sighed.

"First things first."

He stripped off his ruined clothes and walked toward the mirror.

The moment he saw his reflection, his eyes widened. "Holy fuck."

His body had changed dramatically.

He was noticeably taller, with a broader frame and much more defined musculature.

His shoulders had widened, his chest had become thicker, and his arms carried dense muscle without looking excessively bulky.

His abdomen was sharply defined, every muscle appearing firm and powerful beneath his skin.

His legs had changed, becoming longer and considerably stronger-looking.

His face had also matured slightly, with sharper features and a more defined jawline.

Even his dick got a boost and now it looked much more threatening than before.

Yet the strangest part was the feeling coming from his body.

Amon placed one hand against his abdomen. The muscles beneath his palm felt hard as rock.

"Seriously?"

He clenched his fist and felt the muscles in his forearm tighten.

There was an unfamiliar density throughout his entire body, as though every cell had been reinforced from the inside.

Amon slowly raised his arm and examined it.

"This feels like I’m already wearing the Dragon Emperor’s Scale Armor." He glanced toward the corner of the room. "But I’m not."

Even the smallest motion felt perfectly coordinated. Amon took a deep breath and opened his system.

The familiar status window appeared before him.

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[Status]

[Name: Amon]

[Level: 29]

[Race: High Human]

[Strength: 62]

[Agility: 58]

[Vitality: 58]

[Defense: 59]

[Endurance: 60]

[Intelligence: 63]

[Spirit: 48]

[Mana: 99]

[Luck: 14]

[Available Attribute Points: 19]

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Amon looked at the level again. "Twenty-nine..."

He had jumped five levels and every major attribute had increased by fifteen points.

Even his mana had increased significantly but one particular line caught his attention.

[Race: High Human]

It wasn’t there before but not it showed him...what has changed.

"So I really evolved, huh?" He had never expected his race to change.

The system had apparently pushed him beyond the ordinary human category.

Amon stared at the words for several seconds before smiling. "High Human..."

He wasn’t sure what the limits of his race were yet, but he had a feeling he was going to find out soon enough.

Unfortunately, his attention was pulled away from the status window by the terrible smell.

Amon looked down as black residue covered his body.

Some of it had already dried, forming disgusting patches across his skin.

He made a face. "Taking a bath comes first."

His eyes moved toward the floor.

The black goo had spread across a surprisingly large portion of the room.

Amon sighed before raising one hand as mana immediately gathered around his fingers.

The flow was so smooth that Amon almost forgot to breathe.

He created a layer of frost across the floor, freezing the black substance solid.

He clenched his hand and the frozen mass cracked.

With a controlled movement, Amon compressed the fragments together until the entire mess became a dense black ball.

He stared at it. "...That was easy."

Amon looked at his hand.

His control over mana had improved tremendously.

He could feel every tiny movement of mana as though it were another limb connected directly to his thoughts.

"Professor Celeste would probably be impressed." He smiled before storing the disgusting ball inside his spatial bracelet. "I’ll throw it away later."

With that, Amon finally walked toward the bathroom.

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By the time Amon finished bathing and changed into clean clothes, it was already time for the academy.

He walked downstairs with his bag over one shoulder and entered the dining room.

Marielle and Seraphina were already sitting at the table and the moment they looked toward him, both women froze.

Seraphina slowly inhaled and Marielle’s eyes widened as well.

Neither of them spoke for several seconds.

Amon pulled out a chair and sat down casually. "What?"

Seraphina continued staring at him. "What the hell happened to you?"

Amon chuckled. "It’s nothing much."

Marielle leaned back slightly as she examined him from head to toe.

It was hard to ignore the look of a hungry cougar she was giving. "Did you make a deal with a Lust Demon or something?"

Seraphina immediately nodded. "That’s exactly what I was thinking."

Amon looked at the two of them. "Let’s just say, I got a harmonal growth and I evolved."

Seraphina opened her mouth. "And I’m ovulating."

Both Amon and Marielle looked at her strangely.

Seraphina immediately cleared her throat. "...Do you want an omelette?"

Amon blinked. "...Sure."

The three of them quietly ate breakfast.

For a while, the only sounds in the room were the clinking of utensils against plates.

Amon occasionally glanced toward Marielle.

The purple-haired woman kept looking at him whenever she thought he wasn’t paying attention, only to quickly look away whenever their eyes met.

There was a faint blush across her cheeks, Marielle turned toward Seraphina.

"Are you going to be late today as well?"

Seraphina blinked. "Yes."

Marielle’s face immediately brightened.

Seraphina continued eating before casually adding, "Amon will probably be late too."

The brightness vanished from Marielle’s expression.

Her shoulders dropped slightly as though someone had taken something precious away from her.

Amon almost chuckled but he quickly lowered his head and continued eating.

Marielle sighed and stood. "I’ll get the car ready."

She picked up her bag and walked toward the door.

The moment she disappeared from sight, Seraphina turned toward Amon.

"Can we have some quick sex before we leave?"

Amon chuckled. "I’ve got a surprise for you later."

Seraphina’s pout returned immediately. "You always do that."

"This time you will love it, physically."

She narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "What kind of surprise?"

Amon stood from his chair and smiled. "You’ll find out."

Seraphina sighed but didn’t press him further.

A few minutes later, the three of them left the mansion and headed toward the academy.