Pog Champ

[City Destroyed!]

[+5000 exp]

[Evolution Available]

"Holy shit! Already!?"

"Ah! Gilhaz! What did I miss!?"

"Oh, sorry Amelia. It's just I'm able to evolve already!"

"Dang, lass! That's quite the feat there!"

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*thud*

As Gilhaz flew into the nest, the carefully placed the crate in the centre of the room

"Are we ready to open?"

"Not yet. When we open this crate, she's gonna see us. And I don't want her to see me, and then see a different me literally the next day."

"Aye, that's a good point"

"..."

"Soo... Amelia... uh... could you like... maybe... ummm... snuggle... with me? While I evolve? For comfort purposes only?"

*snort*

"Geez Gilhaz... I mean, sure!"

As Gilhaz lay down, Amelia slithered over and wrapped herself around Gilhaz. It was quite comfortable for both of them

'Begin evolution'

[...]

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There she was again. In that space of nothingness, save for a few doors. There weren't as many this time, there being only 4. The difference was, the auras that these doors were emitting were much more powerful.

The plaques on the doors read; The High Void Door, The Great Demonic Door, The Wretched Deep Door, and lastly, The Sexy Pog Door. While The High Void Door was quite tempting, The Sexy Pog Door almost won out. The only thing that was keeping Amelia from kicking the Pog door in, she wanted to continue the void evolution path.

*Knock*

*Knock*

*Knock*

"Gilhaz? Gilhaz! Eyes up Gilhaz. C'mon!"

"Ugh"

As she slowly woke up, she felt twice as powerful than before. Amelia too! Checking herself out, her horns and spine-horns (the line of sharp, long, thin horns that line down a dragons back) were sharper and longer, her crests and ridges became more refined, her wingspan increased by one fourth, and she was overall larger.

Amelia's void-flesh chunks where slightly more vibrant, her scales became longer and sleeker, and her fangs almost doubled in length. She was, also, larger overall

"Shoot, Gilhaz! A High Void Dragon? That's quite the evolution you've selected!"

"Thanks! Now without further ado, let's open up the crate" suggested Gilhaz, already carefully slicing the crate open with her razor-sharp claws.

As the sawdust settled, they saw the silhouette of a spider the size of a horse

"Aua! Mein Arsch! Wer, verdammt noch mal, musste mich in diese Kiste schieben!? Hügelkot auf Ihrer Leiche!"

"..."