《Evolution Journey》 New World It was an eerily silent night with the moon bearing its brightness down onto the world. small humanoid figure was lain out in the middle of the forest, surrounded by dead corpses that shared its likeness. "Ouch Where am I?" the humanoid figure asked into the darkness "Arrrgh" Out of nowhere an indescribably pain suddenly hitbwith distorted memories following. A dark imposing figure appeared in the dream with the auracof a God "Conquer this worldand prove your Worth" the shadow commanded. "Go f**k yourself you bastard" a voice replied from the origin of the vision "Unless you wish to die, you will heed my command" the shadow threatened. "I''m already dead" the voice retorted. "I will give you another opportunity to reach your true potential" the shadow promised. "Why?" questioned the voice. "You willknow in due time, For now I will give you the ability to reach the pinnacle of creation, The Evolution System, GOOD LUCK and May we meet again" the shadow hastedly said before the vision turned to black. In the eerily forest the small humanoid figure was was finally able to come to his senses when he spotted 8 green humanoid corpses around him, he approached one of the corpses and turned it over. "Wait a minute, isn''t this a goblin?" the humanoid exclaimed falling back on his bottom and scurrying away in a panic. "Where am I?" the humanoid looked around frantically when a notification went off inside his head. *Evolution System Activated* *User: Spencer Reed Registered* *Accessing Status Window: Completed* Name: Spencer Reed (Gobline Name: Maou)Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings. Level: 5 Race: Goblin Age: 3 (Young Goblin) Sex: Male *Whaat the hell, am I in a game?* Spencer panicked. *ROOAAARR* Out of the deep forest a beast howl bellowed followed by the rumbling of hooves on dirt. "S**t I need to get out of here" Spencer thought has he made a run for it deeper into the forest. He ran for at least 10 minutes before he sensed the howls approaching ever so close. Spotting a nearby brush, Spencer leaped in and held his breath. From the darkness appeared eight 2 meter tall wolves with dark red mane. Spencer stared intently at the wolves as he tried to quell the fear rising inside of him, just when he was about to reach his limit and burst, a notification sounded off again in his head. *Accessing Status Window: Completed* Name: n/a Level: 7 (Evolution: 3 levels) Race: Blood Wolf (Evolution Paths: 2) Age: 4 (Adult Wolf) Sex: Male I need to get out of here" Spencer decided, slowly turning he attempted to sneak away from the wolves but ended up accidentally stepping on a branch. *CRACK* Picking up the sound one of the wolves immediately launched towards the source. "F**k!" Spencer screamed internally has he bolted into a sprint. But due to his high fatigue from the earlier run he ran out of steam very quickly. "I''m just wasting my energy running away. I might as well fight it out here" Spencer decided, gripping the short sword in his hand, he decided to make his final stand. It only took a couple seconds for the wolf to reach spencers location and confront him. The wolf glared intently at Spencer as it beared its fangs. Instead of attacking the wolf howled for his companions to come join him. *Awoo* Immediately after it lunged straight at him with its fangs set on his neck, but Spencer instinctual rolled to the right barely escaping. Holding steadfastly to his sword he send a slash towards one of the wolf eye blinding it and casting blood to spurt. *Awoo-* The wolf whimpered in pain as it tried to retreat. Not willing to let it escape, Spencer followed with 2 more slashes from left to right with only one landing and grazing the wolf skin, leaving a shallow wound. The wolf rolled back and gained a proper foothold before it once again leaped jaw first towards Spencer neck again. Caught off by the sudden attack, Spencer gripped the short sword in front of his chest and collided with the wolf, the two did 3 barrel rolls before they came to a stop. A couple seconds passed before a humanoid hand pushed the body of the wolf to the side and stood up. Spencer glared at the body of the dead wolf has he panted. "That sh**y wolf almost got me" *Congratulations! Level Up * "Whats this? I leveled up from killing this monster" Spencer thought looking at his status window. Just then the sound of the wolves sounded again. *Awoooooo* The other wolves howls were fast approaching as the made a beast line towards Spencers location. Not wasting any time Spencer dragged his fatigue body and tried to make a run for it but ended up stumbling and falling to the ground. He tried pushing himself back up when he heard the footsteps of wolves right behind him. Quickly swerving his head he saw 7 wolves approaching him slowly with blood lust filled eyes, the wolf at the front was 1 meter taller than the others and had a scar on its forehead, with a bright red mane. Staring intently at the foremost wolf triggered the system once again. *Status Window: Completed* Name: n/a Level: 11 (Evolution: 9 levels) Race: Scarlet Wolf (Evolution Path: 5) Age: 5 (Adult Wolf) Sex: Male Past Life The fierce boss wolf loomed menacingly over Spencer as they met eye to eye. The six following wolfs quickly Spread out to surround all of his escape paths leaving the boss and him in the center. "Damn. Am I gonna die right after my rebirth" Spencer thought has he looked down on his small green hands and skinny figure. "But then again its better to die than live as a disgusting monster. right?" he tried consoling himself in the face of certain death. Memories started to fill his head about his past life as he recalled the World of Acadia where he was once hailed as a hero who was destined to slay the Dragon Lord who had brought destruction upon the world. He remembered all his companions that had fought and died by his side on that great quest. Along with all the people he had failed to save and how their loved ones blamed their deaths upon him. Lastly he recalled his final moments after he defeated the Dragon Lord, how he was chained and bound by the people he fought to save, paraded through the streets, mocked and blamed for the existence of the Dragon Lord coming into being. "The Sword Hero, Spencer Reed, you are herby condemned to death for bringing the existence of the Dragon Lord into our World. Your very existence created the threat in which roused the fury of the Dragon Lord upon this world and caused all this death, you also failed to defeat the Dragon Lord, a problem which you caused. How do you plead to these crimes?" A fat middle aged man in Priest attire proclaimed on a execution scaffold. Spencer was stripped of all his clothing and chained while in a kneeling Position in front of the man with his head down. He had dark silver hair cascaded down his face covering it, his body was toned to the limits and covered with scars he had received from his many battles. Hearing the man''s proclamation he started to laugh hysterical. "HaahHaaaahaaaHaaaaa.....To think I fought so hard to save scum like you, if I weren''t weakened after the fight with the Dragon Lord how could you pathetic bunch who only know how to pray beat me, I sacrificed EVERYTHING for all of you, yet you all back these hypocrite priest! Where were they when the Dragon Lord descended upon Ganna? Where were they when its citizens fled and needed refuge?! You blame the death of your loved ones on me, but I''ve lost people too!" He screamed furiously towards the crowd sweeping his hatred filled gaze upon their wretched faces. All the people in the crowd went silent as they looked at each other at a loss of words. The story has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation. "Enough, you have a glib tongue Sword Hero, but that still does not excuse you from being the main reason that the Dragon Lord waged war against humanity, so you must now pay for you crimes with your dead" an old man remarked. He had a full set of white hair and a gentle face, he wore a white priest robe with intricate golden designs on the cuffs and collar indicating his high status in the church. He walked on to the scaffold has he accused Spencer once more of his crimes. Looking down on the once esteemed hero he scoffed and turned to address the crowd. "If not for the existence of this so called hero, our kingdom would not have been attacked by the Dragon Lord has he would not have been felt threatened by us, his existence led to the death of thousands of our poor citizen and for that he must pay" the old man said righteously as he scanned the crowd looking for a certain individual, spotting his target he nodded slightly as if sending a signal. The man he nodded at quickly pushed his way to the front has he started yelling. "Archbishop Levinon is right, he must pay for all the deaths caused by this tragic war, if not for him many of our loved ones would be with us today" the man shouted as he send a slight nod to another man who also yelled out his own rethoric. "It his all the Sword Hero''s fault" he added and just like that the crowded started roaring once more condemning their hero to his death. Spencer watched has he mourned at the idiocy of these common folk, they were being played by the Church yet failed to see it. The Church had offered little to no assistance during the early stages of the great War, yet when they saw the tide turning in the favor of humanity they quickly got to work building their prestige among the common folk and condemning the heroes. Fearing the loss of their authority if the hero succeeded in slaying the Demon Lord they send their full force to ambush Spencer after his catastrophic battle with the Dragon Lord. While Spencer was drained and exhausted after the battle, the Great Army of the Church descended upon him and defeated him, they then took credit of the Demon Lords Demise and bounded Spencer and accused him for failing to stop the Dragon Lord. Even if he told them he was the one to defeat the Dragon Lord none of these brain washed folks would believe him, so he just hung his head in defeat. The executioner approached him with a big Golden Axe, he lifted the axe into the sky and brought it back down with great momentum onto spencers neck. Spencer felt the scent of death approaching has he thought. "NEVER AGAIN WILL I FIGHT FOR SUCH FOOLISH CREATURES!"