"Well, I have the essence of two beings already within me. Let's test out how strong this "One of a Kind" talent is." Vars said gleefully as he crushed the talent absorbing it into his being.
In his excitement, he completely forgot about the pain he had just experienced and the one that came with fully accepting a talent. In one second he has a huge smile on his face and the next he's crumpled on the ground twitching.
'Holy fuck that hurt! I thought this talent was pretty straightforward in the description but it's a little more complex than I thought. Essentially the more compatible the bases are the stronger the product will be. Although I can still breed whatever I want the less compatible the material the higher the chance of a mutation. Mutations can either be an expected boon or a double-edged sword. It's going to take a good. Also, at any point, if I need to get rid of one of my creations I can absorb the essence back into myself.'
After about 30 seconds to catch his breath, he sat up. Finally able to breathe better he thought about it and it's only been maybe 5 minutes since he killed the skeleton wolf and looked over to where BB was inside Snow.
'Hmm, he should be waking up soon. Maybe I should wait for him just to see the look on his... her face. Speaking of I still haven't made up my mind on whether or not we should keep Snow around. Maybe she might be useful for one of my creations or maybe just make BB stay in her body. I don't know but at least I don't really have to figure it out now.'
Done pondering Vars decided to open his Chronicle and finally add his stat points.
"Chronicle show me my page"
{Name: Vars Zeras Lv: 3
Class: None
Titles: "Alpha of the Pack"
Race: Human
Essence Shards: 1/7
Strength: 16 Vitality: 11 Dexterity: 17
Intelligence: 18 Endurance: 17 (6 stat points)
Talents: 1/10}
'Hm I've leveled up twice and I have 6 points to spend. My vitality is slacking when compared to everything else and it is one of if not the most important stat. I'll add 4 to vitality and the last 2 to strength. That should be good for now.'
{Strength: 16 -> 18 Vitality: 11 -> 15}
After adding the points he looked over at Snow and saw she still hadn't moved. He decided to go ahead and use Cross Breeder. He couldn't help but be fascinated by the talent and wanted to try it out as soon as possible.
That is until he heard rustling in the bushes coming from the direction Mother ran off to. 'It's like one thing after the other. I can't catch a break.' Vars thought as he eyed that direction warily.
He could smell the putrid scent of death before he saw what it was. Coming through the brush was Mother. She was zombified but not like the other zombies.
Her once snow-white pelt was now a snot-green color. There were bits of flesh either hanging off or completely gone all over but that wasn't the worst of it.
She had 2 heads right next to each other, a set of 4 eyes, 4 ears, 8 legs, 2 tails, and the mouths of the 2 heads seemed to connect together as Vars could see a gleam of a cross-shaped split going from the nose to the mouth.
As she made her presence known she glanced around taking in everything. She looked at Snow lying unconscious but once she laid eyes on the body of her mate her eyes seemed to lose focus as if nothing else mattered. As if transported to a different time she stared at him.
Vars couldn't help but stare at her like a kid caught doing something he wasn't supposed to. He didn't know when or if she would move until she did. Tears streamed down her 4 eyes as she looked at Vars for the first time with hate.
No words were said between them as if time stood still.
"It seems that I was too late. I always knew that this could happen but I tried my best to prevent it. Vars, I'm sorry for the pain he caused you over the years but he thought he was doing the right thing," Mother's heads spoke in unison leaving Vars wondering where this conversation was going.
"You have a demon inside you Vars. Although my love put on a strong front he was actually terrified of you. The things we've seen you do without any recollection of it haunted him. I always felt that I could help you before anything bad really happened but it seems I was too late," Mother said moving her gaze of sorrow back towards the Alpha.
Confused at what he was hearing Vars was trying to understand what she meant by saying that he was actually the scary one. He opened his mouth to ask when Mother swiftly turned her eyes back onto him.
"Vars our family is no more. I can smell whatever that thing is inside of my daughter and the only child of mine left is you. My mate is dead from your hands and I am a being that cannot die unless killed. I'm sorry little one but the only way to make this right is if we all meet again in the afterlife."
"Wait Mother th-"
Before Vars could even try to talk her out of it she rushed him. Due to her having double the limbs, she crossed the distance in the blink of an eye. Having been in situations like this before when he went hunting alone he followed his instincts.
Not willing to take the chance of getting bitten he swiftly jumped to the right barely dodging her ferocious attack. She skidded to a halt as she passed him and turned to face him.
"It seems you have grown little moon. Well, maybe I can be another stepping stone for you to grow. Either you kill me or we both perish," Mother said right before she dashed again.
Not really paying attention to what she was saying as he focused more on her movements Vars was prepared for her this time.
He timed her attack perfectly, hitting her in the jaw with a right hook that held as much power as he could muster.
As he threw the punch he instinctively applied Cosmic Energy in his arm. The force of the punch was so strong it sent Mother flying, crashing through a tree back the way she came.
*CRASHH*
Taking this moment of reprieve he quickly summoned his {Shadow Weapon} in the form of his most used hunting tool. It was a curved sickle-like blade attached to a rope.
Holding the familiar weapon in his hand he felt a surge of power run through him. 'Hm, that must be the increase in my dexterity the shadow blade gives me. I think I might be getting addicted to this feeling,' Vars thought with a wild, wide grin on his face.