Sensory Disruptor

Craig collapsed onto his knees, the cold ash of the forest floor swirling around him as he struggled to catch his breath.

His battle suit was torn to ribbons, soaked in a mixture of his own blood and the black, viscous fluid of the dead alpha.

Sweat dripped down his nose, stinging his eyes as he stared intently at the quiet, mangled corpse resting before him.

This was the second 1st-Tier Abomination with an awakened trait that he had slain completely on his own in his new life.

The first had been the Demon of Speed back during his awakening—a kill that had unlocked his terrifying Draconic Devourer skill.

Now, standing over this massive, fallen apex beast, that same primal, instinctual hunger flared up from the deep abyssal roots of his core.

It was a suffocating, undeniable urge to consume, to digest, and to claim the beast's power for himself.