My Dungeon System :The Dungeon Master Evolve Dungeon to Dimension

The beast's power waning as the storm dissipated. The creature's form flickered, the colors of its fur fading to a dull gray. It stumbled, its massive paws digging into the ground as it tried to regain its footing.

As the energy beam continued forward unobstructed The magical beast roared in desperation, its body convulsing as it tried to dodge the deadly blow by moving to its right and out of the energy beam trajectory.

But it was too late. The energy beam struck the creature's flesh with a sickening crunch. A spray of icy blood shot upwards, momentarily freezing mid-air before it too dissipated into the night.

*thud*

The beast's body fell to the ground, the winds around it dying away like a whisper. The clearing grew silent once more, the only sound the distant echo of the battle.

The magical beast was on the verge of loosing it's consciousness because of the severe injuries it suffered but clearly not dead. The fact that it was still alive even after the attack which he poured all his energy into struck it was really frightening.

He dreaded the fact that if the wolf was a rank higher what would've become of him.

'Are all the transformation stage magical beast this strong. Then what about the next stage, the magical beast from Rank Seven'

'how strong would they be and what would happen if I encountered one.' Black thought, but he quickly shook his head. He knew from his vague memory's about how powerful a low-level transformation stage magical beast was.

Let alone a newly ascended one which didn't even have time to get accustomed to its new abilities.'

'But even if this wolf was used to it's ability, the battle would've been much more life threatening for me however I am sure in the end I would've won albeit in much worse condition and with a lot more severe injuries then my present condition because of my high rank and the unique traits of my mysterious energy'.

'no,no,no, I have to become stronger I can't always depend on my higher Rank to win the Battles. If every Battle leaves me this drained and exhausted then it won't be long before I die.'

'I have to become stronger, strong enough to being able to battel stronger existences than myself just like this wolf here' Black thought as he stared at the now injured and fallen magical beast wolf.

Black lowered his hands, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He felt drained, his energy all but depleted.

His eyes remained locked on the fallen form of the magical beast, the gravity of what he had just gone through weighing heavily on him. He hadn't felt anything when he had killed those magical beast earlier, it all felt natural but the experience of him nearly dying left him rattled.

Not even an hour has passed since he left the alcove where he had first opened his eyes and he was already in such a pitiable state where he almost lost his life.

With the strain of constant Battles combined with the wounds he received from the wolf, he felt his consciousness grow thin. An intense wave of fatigue overwhelmed his senses.

With his body in such a terrible condition, the fatigue he'd accumulated finally crashed down on him. He felt his weakness clearly, and just as he felt the rush of adrenaline in his body began to subside and sensed his consciousness slipping away.

'No. No. No. No. I can't faint and collapse here when the wolf is still alive and staring at me even if its heavily injured and paralysed. I don't even need think about what would happen to me if I were to collapse now'

' I am sure more magical beast would be attracted here by all the sent of blood'

'And as I am right now I won't even be able to fight a rank three beast if it were to show up now' As Black was lost in his thoughts his consciousness slowly stared slipping away, falling further and further into the eternal slumber.

' Don't panic, dooon't p aa n i c '

'no,no,no,no'

'thick of something, thick of somethiiiiinnnggggg,'

*Black fell to the ground* * thud *

Just as he was about to pass out, his consciousness was forced awake by a mind-numbing pain. With this pain came clarity, and while he was glad he survived and didn't lose his consciousness on this blood soaked, chilling, flat ground.

*aaaaaaaaa*

Now Black was feeling the consequences of his actions. As he thrashed, squirmed and screams out in the mind numbing pain he had to experience because of his low pain tolerance.

It was something he never wanted to experience again. Combined with the endless darkness he saw on every side, Black really thought he would go crazy because of the pain.

Still Black endured the pain as it provided him the thing he needed the most at this moment to stay awake and not loosing his consciousness.

Seconds turned into minutes which felt like hours to Black, and at some point, while going through all that pain, he had started to develop a certain amount of tolerance towards it.

It had not reached the level where he can break his arm or leg and feel nothing but it had certainly reached a level where he can tolerate this much pain bought by minor injuries.

What felt like many days later, Black finally felt the pain recede to a tolerable level. Though he still felt tad bit of pains here and there it was nothing much compared to what he suffered before.

"Haa..haa.."

Black caught his breath the torture he was forced to endure almost made him insane, but now that the pain didn't cloud his mind, he could feel what he had gained.

"And all it took was nearly dying and going through that horrible torture." Black said as he slowly stared standing up.

His body had almost healed back to normal in this time only leaving one or two cuts here and there which by the looks of it should be healed back to normal in a minute or two.

Apparently, Being injured and healed then again injured and healed has improved his regeneration significantly.

His pain tolerance has also increased to a significant level, apparently it had reached beggener level but Black didn't know about it.

His practical knowledge about Battles has seen great improvement. He could also feel a new sort of danger sense had formed within him.

His proficiency in utilizing the mysterious energy has also seen a breakthrough, reaching beggener level.

And most Important of all Black had learned another one of the traits of his unique energy.

Now that he thinks about it, It has something to do with 'states of matter' or something.

It grant him the ability to fully create, control and manipulate the state of his unique energy.

He had full control over his unique energy's fundamental states of matter and the transitions between them from 'gas to liquid and liquid to solid'.

And as his mastery over this trait of his mysterious energy increase his ability to react to any unexpected situation would become almost perfect and when his mastery crosses a certain threshold or reaching a certain level.