Sabas’s dead body burst into red and blue static sparks, and a blue screen appeared before Alex.

[SoE: Success!]

[Monarch’s Gluttony: Host, you have obtained Rare Fenrir bloodline.]

[Evolution Pathway: Wolffolk]

[Requirements: Rare Fenrir Blood, 500 Evo Points]

[SoE: Host, all requirements have been met. Proceed with evolution?]

He stared at it for a while, then looked up at the moon high in the sky, shedding light on the Domain of Prime Night.

He remembered reading somewhere in Norse mythology that Fenrir himself or his sons devoured the sun and moon during Ragnarok.

And now he was looking at the moon while assimilating with that very bloodline.

"Yes," he commanded.

[SoE: Host, you are being evolved!]

The next Instant, wild white energy exploded from within and covered him in a glowing white cocoon.

Then the remaining energy dug deeper – it entered his skin, muscles, bones, marrow, soul, and his very existence.

Alex felt a fundamental change in himself, but he didn’t know what it was.

The feeling persisted for a long while before he adapted to it, and the change became his new normal.

As soon as that happened, his muscles enlarged, his midnight hair grew longer and turned luminous white, his nails turned into dark claws, and his skin turned pale as though he was made of white jade.

But suddenly, the changes reversed, the cocoon exploded, and Alex fell to the ground while blood dripped out of his mouth, nose, and eyes.

Ghostly blue lines were covering him, and a red screen was floating before him.

[Evolution failed!]

The backlash from drinking the potions before reaching D had caused the evolution to fail, and now the last bit of mystical medicinal energy was attacking him from inside.

"S-Shit!" Alex cursed as his vision darkened and his eyes shut closed.

The medicinal energy continued to course through him and soon reached his mana pool. It entered the bowl, and just as it did so, it disappeared.

After an hour.

"Haah!!" Alex exhaled deeply as though he had just come back from hell, and his eyes landed on the screen before him.

[System: Host Alex, you have received a Unique Trait — Partial Beastification (A)]

"Huh? Beastification?" Alex mumbled in confusion and slowly rose to his feet.

"What happened? How did the Evolution turn into a Trait?" He scratched the back of his head and shook his head. "How annoying, I’ll check it out later."

He entered his shadow and streaked toward Nyxare.

As it was midnight, the city gates were already closed, so he moved from under them and blitzed toward his room at the inn.

He appeared in his room and jumped into bed. Within moments, he fell asleep but suddenly, mana drifted out of his mana pool and his shirt which had been torn apart by Sabas began to mend itself.

Mending was one of the three enchantments that Grand Mage Cedric Ivaxius had applied to his disciple’s attire.

The rest of the night passed as he slept like a log.

When sunlight fell onto the City of Night, Alex had already left for the Adventurers Guild.

Only one hour was left for him to hand over all of the items that he had collected yesterday.

As he entered the guild, he felt the mood change.

Adventurers who usually gave him cold glares were now looking away from him as though scared of something.

It was better before, Alex remarked inwardly. It was obvious that all of them were aware of Sabas and Zatra’s attack, and as neither of the two was here, it wasn’t that difficult to put together what had happened to them.

Like always, he ignored them and stopped before Jake’s counter.

Jake’s forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he had a troubled expression.

Alex ignored whatever the cause of his trouble was and said, "I’ve finished all of the missions."

Hearing him, Jake blinked in bafflement and muttered, "You completed all of them...?"

Alex nodded. "Yes, I did."

"Let’s go in," Jake suggested while glancing at the adventurers, and both of them went further inside the establishment.

A few minutes later, blue screens flooded Alex’s vision.

[System: Host Alex, you have completed minor quest (Gatherer I).]

[Quest Rewards: 50 Experience, 50 Evo Points.]

[System: Host Alex, you have completed minor quest (Gatherer II).] 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

[Quest Rewards: 50 Experience, 50 Evo Points.]

[System: Host Alex, you have completed minor quest (Gatherer III).]

[System: Host Alex, you have completed...

Seeing them, Alex grinned in satisfaction and excitement.

[Level: 5 (1000/1000) (F)]

[Ding! You have leveled up!]

[Level 5 → 6]

[+2 Combat Value.]

[Level: 6 (1200/1200) (F)]

[Ding! You have leveled up!]

[Level 6 → 7]

[+2 Combat Value.]

[System: Host Alex, you have joined the Sub Class — Adventurer (Novice)!]

After half an hour, Alex traversed the streets and checked all of the changes that he had gone through since yesterday.

[Host: Alex Blade (Anomaly)]

[Race: Unknown (Pseudo Shadow Spirit, Wolffolk - Dormant)]

[Main Class: Prime Paradox]

[Sub Class: Adventurer (Novice)]

[Trait: All and None (Ω), Partial Beastification (A)]

[Level: 7 (290/1400) (F)]

[Rank: Bronze V]

[Combat Value: 35.5 (37.0)]

[Evo Points: 1680]

[Skills: Mark of Subservience (S), Monarch’s Gluttony (S), Seed Of Evolution (S), Mana Kick Boxing (C), Mana Amplification (B), Shadow Movement (B), Shadow Eyes (C), Dodge (F), Berserk (A)]

My race is no longer Half-Human, huh...

Oh? I also obtained Berserk. Alex’s lips curled upwards, and he focused on the changes.

[Partial Beastification]

[Grade: A]

[Description: Awaken the Dormant bloodline hiding within yourself and achieve a bestial transformation.

Effects:

• You can awaken your (Wolffolk) bloodline for 5 minutes per level and transform into a (Partial Wolffolk)

• During the transformation, you can make use of the skill: Berserk.

• During the transformation, your strength, speed, and instincts are enhanced, but your intelligence is lowered.]

So it allows me to enter the state I would’ve become if the Evolution hadn’t failed... Alex surmised.

[Berserk]

[Grade: A]

[Description: Let your rage empower you.]

"So helpful," he muttered, and suddenly, he stopped.

Surrounding him were the people of Nyxare walking to their respective destinations, but he could sense it — someone was watching him.

Who? He frowned and looked around in confusion.

After a few moments, his gaze landed on a young man with short, trimmed blonde-white hair, wearing a brown trench coat over his naked upper body filled with colored tattoos drawn into the face of a wolf.

Behind him stood various Players, all having a wolf’s face drawn on their attire.

Alex blinked.

Why is he here?