★ 【Lycoris】 Blood Flower (Evolvable) LV140 Age 3 F
【Stats】
HP: 1,444/1,444 + (680,743)MP: 1,344/1,344
Attack: 1,444Magic Power: 1,344Defense: 1,344Magic Resistance: 1,344Agility: 0
【Skills】「Detection LV9」 「Crimson Apocalypse」 「Frost Block LV7」 「Photosynthesis LV2」 「Deadly Poison LV2」 「Black Tendrils Growth LV3」 「Pollen Emission LV2」 「Pollen-Charm LV4」 「Pain Resistance LV4」 「No-Mind LV8」
【Traits】[Inferno Stigma] [Mikel’s Support] [Seductiveness] [Prostia’s Beloved Plant] [Blood Bliss]
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“Wha-???!!!”
What… what is this?!
My heart began pounding wildly. Or at least, that’s how it felt. I could only catch a glimpse of it, but something had drastically changed—too much had changed.
The words “Evolvable” and “Level 140” stood out like a beacon. And the stats? They looked downright bizarre. Even the number of skills and traits seemed excessive.
“No… What is this?!”
The name field and the “3 years old” info were especially shocking. Lycoris? Did I really pass out for three whole years?
“Wait… Wasn’t it just a momentary faint?!”
Could all these incredible changes have happened over the span of three long years? It was impossible to calm down.
“Let me… take this one step at a time…”
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【Lycoris】– Named by Prostia.
A name that had once been “(Unnamed)” was now replaced with the word “Lycoris.”
“Master’s chosen name… How kind.”
A name was more than just a sound. It was a symbol of identity, proof that I existed as part of this world.
“Lycoris… Thank you so much…”
I felt like a stray cat or dog that had just been given a name by its new owner. Waves of emotion washed over me, a profound sense of gratitude taking hold.
“Hold on… Is this some kind of binding magic, like a geas? Something that will bind me forever?”
No, that couldn’t be. Stop doubting! Crush that thought before the wave of gratitude fades. I quickly turned my gaze elsewhere.
“Evolvable” and “Level 140.” Level 140—far beyond anything I’d ever been when adventuring with parties in the lower floors. At this level, evolution might not just be possible, but overdue.
Higher levels meant higher stats. My gaze swept naturally over them, and all the numbers had reached absurd four-digit heights. Even Petra-Moss, the monster known for plunging players into despair, would be crushed to powder in an instant before me now.
“Wow…”
The most shocking change came from the auxiliary battery. The maximum capacity was gone, replaced by a shockingly high number instead.
“680,000…? Is this even real?”
It seemed this was due to a skill I’d never seen before.
「Crimson Apocalypse」– Perfectly controls blood. Stores absorbed blood.
An evolved version of Crimson Reserve, perhaps. Its lack of level suggested it was likely its final form, but its exact capabilities remained unclear. The disappearance of the auxiliary battery’s cap must have been related to this.
「No-Mind」– Allows activity even without consciousness.
Another unfamiliar skill, and already at Level 8. Over these three years, this must have been the skill keeping my body moving.
“Did this skill continue feeding me blood while I was unconscious? Blood that Master provided, no doubt.”
Other skills remained at the same levels, but not Crimson Apocalypse, so this likely explained things. Oh, and Frost Block was now Level 7. Must’ve improved naturally.
[Prostia’s Beloved Plant]– The precious flower most cherished by Prostia.
“Really, she truly cared for me, didn’t she?”
Looking at the new trait, I felt my loyalty deepening. Master must have fed me so much blood for my auxiliary battery to reach 680,000. Seeing all this information now, I knew I needed to express my heartfelt gratitude to her immediately.
Lastly, there was [Blood Bliss], which felt oddly ominous.
[Blood Bliss]– Blood tastes better.
Hmm. Despite the flashy name, this seemed like an insignificant trait. Then again, it could be useful if it made the blood I drank taste better. Though it wasn’t particularly powerful.
“This feels like I might be destined to become a great blood mage… Oh, what a letdown. At least it’s not another unreasonable weakness to fire.”
Still, it felt nice to have a slightly disappointing but rational trait. Turning my gaze toward Prostia:
“Does love make hearts, even in another world?”
I cautiously summoned a single root out of the ground, arching its pitch-black tip to form a heart shape.
“Hmm… This feels slightly embarrassing…”
As soon as I finished, Prostia’s expression changed dramatically. Her icy demeanor cracked as her bright white eyes grew wide with surprise.
“Uh…!”
She let out a tiny gasp. Her silvery dress swayed slightly, and for a moment, it even seemed the wind-stirred silver hair paused mid-motion.
“Is she this amazed by such a simple gesture?”
Perhaps making a heart with a root was a mistake. As I hesitated, thinking to retract the shape, Prostia took a step forward. Her baffled expression carried a touch of something new—confusion? Delight?
“Ri-co, uh…?”
Her voice echoed through the mountain of ice. I couldn’t understand her words, but joy radiated from her features. And… she even had a nickname for me?
“Luckily, she seems to like it.”
With that settled, it was time for evolution. I channeled energy into my flower, and a brilliant red light burst forth.
“Amazing! The light of great transformation!”
When the light faded, disappointingly, I looked largely the same, though I had grown taller, now reaching the height of Prostia’s chest.
“Hmm?”
Suddenly, a sweet fragrance began emanating from my petals. Between the stamens, droplets of clear honey began to form.
“What’s this…?”
Prostia watched me closely, her large eyes widening even further.
“Uh… what is this honey?”
Status window, NOW! NOW!
Evolves into Thanatos Crown.
「Pollen-Paralysis LV1」—Pollen with paralyzing effects.
「Pollen-Healing LV1」—Pollen with healing effects.
「Pollen-Bleeding LV1」—Pollen that induces bleeding.
「Pollen-Corrosion LV1」—Pollen with corrosive properties.
「Pollen-Decay LV1」—Pollen with decaying effects.
「Honey LV1」—Delicious honey is produced.
Though my stats didn’t change, Pollen-Charm now had new companions. But more importantly, this honey…
“Delicious! Honey!”
Even the notoriously picky status window said it was “delicious.” Just how good would it be? I gestured toward it with the root I’d used to form the heart.
“Here, please try some!”
“Uh?!”
With delicate fingers, Prostia swept the center of my flower.
“Whoa…!”
For a moment, a strange, pleasurable shiver ran through my entire body.
“What… what’s happening?!”
I looked at the touched area and saw newly formed stamens. These tiny structures gleamed like pink diamonds.
“Did this happen during the evolution? Are these my sensitive spots?!”
They did resemble pistils, and as a female plant, it made sense…
“I can’t believe this… Am I going to corrupt myself?!”
In my panic, I watched as Prostia touched her finger to her tongue. Her shining, galaxy-like eyes brightened even further.
“Yes! Truly exquisite!”
Apparently, it pleased her. She then brought her finger toward my… new sensitive area again.
“Ah! Wait, wait! I need time to prepare my heart!!!”
I tried to block her advancing hand with a rising root, but against Master, it was futile.
“Rubbing… rubbing…”
“Ahn! Huuuh…”
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After several rounds, my essence was completely drained…
“Rico, wonderful!”
“Phew… finally over…”
Though I faced numerous temptations today, I managed not to succumb to corruption. I was strong.
“Uh?”
As the dangerous rubbing ended, my radar detected something heading toward me.
☆☆☆☆☆ Frost Lunaris LV102
A butterfly the size of a human head was flying gracefully my way. Its translucent azure wings shimmered like an aurora in the sunlight, and its slender antennae sparkled with silver light.
“Bu-Butterfly…?”
This wasn’t just any butterfly—it looked carved from blue crystals, with intricate patterns etched on its wings. Fine, sparkling dust drifted from its edges, making it look like something out of a dream.
“Surely… this one wants my honey too?”
Its 5-star rating is impressive, but its level is lower than mine, and there’s even a powerful dragon nearby. Is its life not precious?
I glanced back at Prostia.
“Rico! Come on, let it try your honey!”
A radiant smile blossomed across her face, and her joyful voice carried far. She clearly wanted me to share my honey.
This can’t be!
She actually wanted to see my honey being taken?!
The elegant but deadly butterfly kept flying toward me…
