Uraba

Renji Sakara is an ordinary high school student with a simple dream—confess his feelings to the girl he likes, Aika, the quiet and mysterious beauty of his class. So when she unexpectedly invites him over to her house, he feels like the luckiest guy in the world.

But his dream quickly turns into a nightmare. Aika drugs his drink, and when Renji wakes up, he finds himself strapped to a ritual circle in a dark basement, surrounded by eerie symbols and blood-stained relics. Aika, once kind and gentle, now stands before him with a wicked grin.

"Finally… after so many sacrifices, it worked!"

Before he can react, his body twists and contorts—his flesh reshaping, his bones cracking, his mind drowning in a storm of unfamiliar instincts. Renji is no longer human. He is something else.

Monster carrier

Renji woke up to the sound of someone chanting.

His head was pounding. His body felt stiff. The air smelled of damp stone and… something metallic.

As his vision cleared, he realized he wasn't in Aika's living room anymore.

A dim, flickering candle revealed a stone basement. Strange symbols were drawn on the floor, forming a giant summoning circle. The walls were covered in grotesque paintings of creatures with twisted faces and hollow eyes.

Renji tried to move—only to realize his wrists and ankles were bound.

Aika stood in front of him, now wearing a black robe with golden embroidery. Her usual calm expression was gone, replaced with something… terrifying.

"Finally…" she whispered. "After so many failures. After so many sacrifices… it worked."

Renji's body tensed. "Aika…? What is this? What the hell is going on?!"

She ignored him and raised her hands. The symbols on the floor began to glow. A deep, guttural sound rumbled from beneath, shaking the ground.

Renji's breath caught in his throat.

The circle beneath him burned with crimson light. A searing pain spread through his body, as if something inside him was changing. His muscles twisted. His bones cracked. His skin pulsed with an unnatural heat.

His fingers curled into claws. His pupils turned into slits. His breath became ragged, no longer human.

Something ancient awakened inside him.

Renji lay motionless, panting heavily. His body was foreign, different… powerful. His vision was sharper, his senses heightened.

Aika stepped forward, eyes gleaming with excitement.

"It's perfect," she whispered, placing a hand on his chest. "You are… my masterpiece."

Renji's body twitched. His mind was hazy, struggling between fear and an overwhelming hunger.

"What… did you do to me?" he rasped.

"I turned you into something greater."

The Ritual