Mimic Awakening

Chapter 7: New Skin and Magic

(Phew. That was intense.)

After successfully killing the wyvern, he finally relaxes his body and his mind. He is greatly relieved that he just survived a life and death situation.

If he was still a human, he would have probably soiled himself or ran away if possible. But for some reasons, since having that current body of his, he has never felt the fear of dying or the sense of fear itself. Though he can still feel the danger and the alarm, which is just a natural instinct rather than dread.

It is as if the fear of being a human has been stripped from him. He fears that his courage might bring his into dangerous situations someday. Being fearless would eventually attract danger.

Nevertheless, he undoes his white exoskeleton and reverts back to his original wooden body. Before himself is the lifeless and mutilated body of the wyvern. Red blood is pouring out of its severed neck and wings and then boils after exposing to the air for a bit of time.

He stands in front of its chest and then he extends his tongue before turning it into an ivory serrated blade. He stabs his tongue into the wyvern’s soft chest and begins dissecting the monster. After tearing through its flesh, he saws off its bones in order to access its insides.

Once the chest is opened, he undoes the blade so that he can carefully take out its magic crystal. The wyvern’s core is as big as baseball and it is quite heavy. Orcs and goblins have deep red magic crystals, but the one from the wyvern has the same hue as an amber.

Unlike the other magic crystals he has seen, this emits the most magical essence. His body is badly craving this power.

(Alright. Time for a big meal.)

Crunch.

He puts the crystal into his mouth and lets his internal teeth grind it for him. For him, it is like eating hard candy. The fragments of the crystal are immediately being absorbed by his flesh and he can feel his body fires up.

(Ohh! What’s this power?!)

The more he absorbs it, the more powerful he has become. He can clearly feel that his strength, mana capacity, senses, and thinking speed improve again. This time, the power-up is more than everything he has gained since the beginning. His power essentially doubles or greater. He is overwhelming with mana.

He notes that his power-up, in terms of measured quantity, is not as much as the mana he feels in the magic crystal. He also felt the same for the ones with the orcs and goblins. He did not get each of the magic crystals full power, just a percentage of it. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

If he compares the input and the output, the mana he absorbs is roughly around half of the source. Nevertheless, he feels like it’s more than enough and a lot better than obtaining nothing or a pinch of the power like gaining grams of protein out of kilos of meat.

After consuming the magic crystal, he focuses his attention on the wyvern’s corpse. His first question is how can this monster use magic but he cannot?

(I need to investigate this.)

Firstly, when this wyvern was about to spew its fire, its throat swelled and mana was collected in it. Also, fire attacks are the only things it can do.

His first thought is that it has a specific part or organ that allows it to utilize mana, which he suspects is the throat. If he could replicate anything he had eaten to his body, in theory, he would be able to shoot flames if he devoured and copied its throat.

In order to consume all of it, he opens his mouth wide, enough to fit the head, and grabs its head and pulls it into his mouth using his tongue. For some reason, his body is like an endless pit and he is able to easily swallow that much content. Naturally, wyvern meat is much better than goblins, but not as great and tender as an orc’s.

(Okay, let me try this first.)

The first thing he does right after devouring the severed head and neck of the wyvern is to partially transform his wooden exterior into scales. For him to see the results, he sticks out his tongue far and transfers his eyes into, essentially turning it into a selfie stick.

(Ooh. This is so cool.)

His old boring wooden body has turned into a masterpiece of an armor of dark brown scales. His new body is shiny and gains a lot more durability. This might be his permanent skin for now. However, having only all scales is too brutal and plain. For aesthetic purposes only, he turns a few inches of the edges of his body back to wood.

(Alright, that’s better.)

Once he is satisfied with his new look, he proceeds tinkering with the wyvern’s special ability of creating fire. Examining the throat, he finds out that the fire came from a specialized organ. He does not know the nature of it, but he theorizes that mana is supposed to channel it in order to create those fiery flames.

After replication the organ on the palate, he opens his mouth and begins inputting his mana on it. To his surprise, heat actually starts generating in that organ. Thankfully, he has transformed his insides like that of the wyvern for adapting the fire.

When he senses that he has reached the minimum threshold to fire, he turns to the piles of dead goblins and unleashes the accumulated heat.

VRRSHHH!

Suddenly, flames actually gush out of his mouth and shower the corpses in fire. The flames are projected like that of a flamethrower, condensed fire at the opening that spreads out the further it goes. His flames do not hurt him since his exterior and interior parts are identical to that of a wyvern’s.

Upon seeing the flames, he measures that he can shoot out fire up to a target as far as thirty meters. After ten seconds, he stops the flames and charge some mana again. He closes his mouth in order to gain momentum before he quickly opens it back to fire a ball of fire.

VHOOSH!

The fire ball flies fast in the air before hitting the goblin mountain, creating a small explosion upon collision, which catches the corpses in flames.

(This is great.)

He is finally able to use magic. This adds to his collection of offensive attacks. In the end, he concludes that he needs to consume a specific part in order to replicate the ability.

So right now, his mission is to devour every powerful and worth-eating monster he encounters and take their powers. His goal is not just to get stronger, but to overcome every obstacle. He has no idea how powerful he is currently in comparison to the powerhouses of this world.

(Yeah. I have to eat the whole thing if I want to fly.)

To celebrate his accomplishment, he rewards myself with a dragonic feast.