Norobo

Cliche. Another monster progression story. That was probably what you thought when you read the title of my story. And, I can't lie, for the most part, it probably is.

But, what else am I supposed to do when I've been thrusted into a world that could kill me in an instant? There's nothing to do but to progress, to devour and evolve. You would do the same too.

Such is the basis of a monster.

Such is the right of any living being. 

So that's what I did. I ate, I killed and I hoarded anything I could get my big limbs on. Friendship, allies and love? There used to be a little god calling himself "Heaven's Equal" who spouted of such things, before I ate him. The world went pretty quiet after that.

Follow my story. Read for yourself how I evolved from a little monster in a lake I thought was the ocean, all the way into the Titan Of Destruction. 


What To Expect:

- A relatively quick progression story

- Ruthless, I mean - Fang Yuag levels - of ruthless protagonist. 

- A system? that grows stronger along with the protagonist

- Big Monsters Duking It Out, with minimal humans/beastmen/elves, etc. . .focus. Basically, monsterverse without annoying ass humans ruining the show.

- Did I mention that the protagonist was pretty evil?

God, Help Us All [Monster Evolution/Progression/LitRPG]

Arthur growled low, the sound reverberating through the cavern as molten cracks flared along his obsidian skin. He spread his stance, his wings unfurling slightly as he prepared. Star-fire or not, he wasn't about to back down. Destruction pulsed within him, an undeniable force coiling tightly in his core.

He inhaled deeply, focusing his energy. Unlike Volcranax's breath, which radiated overwhelming output and devastating blast potential, Arthur's was different. His power compressed into a singular, razor-sharp line. His third eye burned, assisting in the focus as he channeled his essence of destruction, drawing it inward until it threatened to consume him.

The cavern quaked as both beasts prepared, their power reaching critical thresholds. Volcranax's star-fire swelled, the sphere within its maw now resembling a miniature sun. The ground beneath it melted into magma, cracks spiderwebbing outward from its immense form.

To Kill A Demi-God