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Monsters: these are creatures that have become more than what they were originally created as. A rabbit growing a horn; a horse blazing in fire; and a hamster with a snake as its tail.

A man, more powerful than the next. Incredibly so that the gap between them becomes immeasurable. Clay is such a man. Born in modern Earth, called to be a Hero, but rapidly grows to be a monster in the eyes of fellow men, and other creatures.

One day, when those that he held dear were hurt, monster or not, did not matter anymore. For they had awakened what truly is, The Real Monster.

The fear of countless men, gods, spirits, and demons, gathered of one single being.

"Blame me! Hate me! Fear me and tremble!"

The Real Monster

I started the planned potential testing of the settlers. I managed to uncover people with magic potential three out of ten. That means, we now have 30 potential magicians in our settlement. Right now, we have 100 people, excluding the 50 soldiers and 2 mages and well, both Giselle and I. So, having at least 30 magicians would make our construction faster. I immediately educated those who had potential magically, and checked all their status windows. I did not even need to invoke the system and it simply listed their names and their potential stats for magic. It was like a personal secretary. Then, when I looked at the status window I was observing, I saw that I could select them all and even assign skills and talents to them accordingly.

"Why does this look like I'm playing a simulation game here, System?"

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