Hagen observed his left arm, where the long extremity of the abyssal Acrocinus Gorilla had fused perfectly with his original body. The purple-black flesh pulsed with its own rhythm, different but complementary to his human heartbeat.
Three beasts ran through his system: the abyssal scorpion that had been his first corrupt addiction, the golden griffin he had possessed before the corruption, and now the gorilla whose limbs had replaced those he had lost in the battles in Yano.
It wasn’t as spectacular as the new sextuples that had emerged among the high ranks...
Despite being one of the first test subjects, he hadn’t been a double from the beginning.
Those monsters had been gold-rank double tamers before abyssal energy, which allowed them to add three or four additional beasts: two silver ones for each gold they had originally possessed. But Hagen had learned that specialization mattered more than brute quantity.
Or he liked to deceive himself into thinking that was true.
His maps of the abyssal depths were finally complete, every tunnel and cavern documented down to the level they now called "deep gold".
The depth just below gold, the zone they ’incorrectly’ called the abyss because they compared it to ocean depths where creatures seemed to have no logic, but which was actually not the bottom of the rift...
But upon returning to complete the map, he wasn’t greeted by the usual sight. What he had found there still disturbed him. The species seemed to be homogenizing in certain areas, as if something was directing their evolution toward a specific purpose.
"A new generation of abyssals?" he had wondered while observing creatures that combined characteristics of others in more complex and libertine combinations than before.
The evolutionary patterns were unlike anything documented in previous expeditions.
He had planned to investigate further, but his mission to obtain more scorpions and map new routes had been interrupted by direct orders from the capital. Fortunately, he had managed to fulfill most of that objective before returning, especially with dozens of scorpion cores.
Luckily returning had been easy...
The abyssal bridge he had helped construct in the abyss rift was finally solidified. It was a crystallized structure so black it absorbed light, and so deep that Yano surely wouldn’t find it soon.
Although even with the bridge, crossing the depth of the gold ring without adequate characteristics remained lethal for anyone with weak beasts or without stealth or camouflage abilities.
A harsh sound pulled him from his thoughts. His King had begun speaking again.
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The King of Yino, Coleoran Hexenmane, stood in the center of the circular room, his Nian manifesting partially in golden and purple patterns that covered his massive arms. He was a man who had completely embraced abyssal transformation, four corrupt beasts complementing his original Nian and Pixiu.
"The situation has changed drastically," his voice resonated with the authority of decades of leadership, but there was an urgency that Hagen had rarely heard before.
The three family heads sat in a semicircle before him: Lord Venmont, Lord Bloodwyn, and Lord Ravenspire. Each carried the weight of generations of noble tamers combined with the enhancement of abyssal corruption.
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