Chu Feng's fist smashed into the bathroom mirror of the large house he was clearing. His reflection these days made him feel disgusted and sick.
'Why?'
'Why?'
'WHY!?'
The face of Chu Feng looked strange, his skin turning a dark grey with cracks filling the entire length of his arms, causing him to become unstable.
—Chu Feng, you cannot blame me for this. I told you which evolution would be best to choose.
"Fuck you! Liar, you said this would bring the best results!"
—Hahaha, forgive me, you misunderstood. I said it would bring the most amusing results for me. Not you.
Zestial seemed to mock the mentally impaired Chu Feng, who began changing into a monster.
The more human meat he devoured, the more his skin became grey, dry, and cracked, the tentacles constantly pushing and pulsing through the gaps.
