Damon opened the system panel, half-expecting something new to appear—a change, an update, anything. His shadow energy was nearing 100, but beyond that, the interface remained frustratingly unchanged.
"Hmmm, I suppose it's locked…" he muttered.
He already figured as much. The system's locked mechanics were features he had yet to unlock. He recalled vague mentions of quests and challenges from when the system first activated, but none had ever come his way.
"Probably because my level is still too low," he reasoned.
Not that he was eager for quests. The system already demanded enough of him—like consuming others to grow stronger. The mere thought of the kind of quests it might generate made his stomach churn.
Damon sighed, flexing his mangled fingers. The numbness was his only reprieve from the agonizing pain.
"At least I've created my own unique spell…"