The System Awakens: Rise of the Champion

[As a side effect of completing the transitioning process, you will now transform into your true form [Night Devouring Beast]]

Night Devouring Beast: Form Transformation Activated

As the final stage of completing his transition into the progenitor of werewolves, he had to transform into the true form of the progenitor by becoming the true Night Devouring Beast.

The transformation was involuntary as part of his transitioning process, so he couldn't control it, and he didn't feel like controlling it, as he let himself be transformed.

His figure released intense waves of energy in all directions, sweeping rapid and powerful wind currents as his figure started to change.

Along with this, his aura and presence grew more powerful...

More monstrous.

He felt his emotions growing more enhanced as his senses rapidly sharpened, making him feel literally everything happening within hundreds of kilometers in radius, and his senses kept growing stronger by the second.

The ground beneath his feet started to shake, and small cracks appeared around him as his mass began to rise rapidly, like a tsunami.

In the sky above his head, dark clouds began to gather as if welcoming the monster about to manifest.

Then his figure released a dark and red violent pulse from his chest, as the red menacing glow in his eyes brightened even more, his irises expanding to double their size.

The ground quaked subtly underfoot as Damian released a slight groan in response to the change he was feeling.

A shockwave radiated outward, bending trees and shattering glass nearby.

His bones groaned loudly like breaking glaciers as they lengthened and thickened, cracking and fusing in real time.

His skin stretched taut, longer and longer, before tearing through as dark black fur burst out, thick as metal wire, from all over his body.

His muscles swelled, piling on in waves of raw mass, like watching a mountain take shape in seconds.

His face elongated, turning into a massive dark muzzle, his jaw distending to reveal rows of huge jagged fangs as long as tree trunks.

His eyes burned bright crimson, like molten coals, unnatural, glowing like beacons across miles as his eyes grew larger and larger.

His ears rose high, twitching, hyper-attuned to every sound within a radius of kilometers.

His arms jerked outward involuntarily, fingers twitching and cracking at every joint as veins bulged, glowing faint red beneath the skin.

Energy flooded his limbs, overloading nerves and muscle fibers as his fingers turned into dark claws like razors.

Damian, the original beast of the night, the quadrupedal monster, grew bigger and bigger as his presence reached a terrifying height.

All the werewolves in the world of Vargheim dropped to their knees, unable to shake the influence of the terrifying presence of the new Apex predator, their very existence trembling in fear as they watched from hundreds of meters below a monster appearing on top of the cliff with a giant moon looming behind.

A monster...

A terrifying monster in the form of a giant wolf, towering around three hundred feet tall, covered in thick, dense, long deep black fur reflecting the moon's whitish-blue glow, its red eyes glowing brighter than a star, a red star.

Its presence...

Just by feeling its presence, the werewolves in Vargheim felt their minds going haywire without control, their knees giving out, lowering their heads in submission to the Alpha of all Alphas.

Even the six strongest werewolves in existence, the ones Lenora had chosen, and even the queen goddess of the werewolf race, Lenora herself, felt the presence of the king of their race looming over the entire world, making everyone do nothing but submit to his power.

The giant black wolf on the cliff raised his huge head and looked at the moon, its red eyes glowing ethereally.

It could feel, hear, smell, sense everything, and it was much stronger than when he became the progenitor of vampires...

It was as if the world of Vargheim was right between its fangs, about to be devoured if it wished.

He could even feel the gentle sweep of wind on his fur, many times stronger.

He felt like there was nothing holding him back; he felt free...

The original beast of night lowered its head before raising it slightly.

Its chest expanded with a slow, thunderous inhale that pulled in clouds, dust, and falling leaves like a miniature storm forming around it as silence lingered for a few seconds.

Then it began.

The colossal wolf swiftly released all the air, followed by a world-shaking howl.

HOWL!!!

The howl broke the silence, a soul-wrenching sound that was not just heard but felt.

It began low, like the groaning of the earth, then built into a rising otherworldly wail that warped the very air it traveled through.

Nearby forests trembled, and leaves fell like rain.

The entire city felt the howl in their bones, as everyone felt the sound reaching into their very soul, their true nature as werewolves resonating in submission to the True Alpha.

The howl seemed to come from all directions, like the wind itself was carrying its voice.

In a few seconds, the howling grew more intense, and the entire mountain range seemed to be under assault by a typhoon as the pressure sent waves of sonic attacks destroying everything in their path.

As soon as the howl ended, Damian in his glorious form as the original beast of night felt powerful and free, he wanted to experience it even more.

His four clawed legs put pressure on the ground as the ground cracked beneath him before he launched from the cliff hundreds of feet high into the sky, feeling the rush of the air on his fur.

Falling from hundreds of feet in the sky, the colossal wolf landed with force, creating huge pressure that destroyed everything nearby, but the wolf didn't stop in its tracks.

At insane speed, he sprinted into the deep forest, and nothing seemed to stop him.

The huge dense forest was nothing but grass compared to his colossal size, as he released waves of wind pressure, piercing through the air and leaving behind destruction.

Within a few seconds, the wolf crossed hundreds of kilometers seamlessly before finally coming to a stop when he reached another mountain range.

His energy-filled eyes glanced at the huge river flowing between the mountains.

It was a mesmerizing sight indeed, enough to stop the original beast of night in his rushing tracks.

The original beast felt a wave of wind on his fur, then turned around and saw another giant wolf standing before him.

It was smaller than him, about two hundred feet tall. It had long, curly, beautiful silvery-white fur and bright blue eyes that seemed to calm his rushing heart as it gently walked toward him.

The original beast felt calmer as the silver wolf came near and rubbed its face on his scruff.

The original beast also lowered his colossal head as they rubbed their heads together in a loving, caring way for a few minutes while releasing soft low growls.

After a few minutes, their huge forms began to shrink down together while they continued to show affection for each other, and within seconds their figures became the size of humans.

The original beast turned into an extremely charming big man with dark hair and red eyes.

The silver wolf turned into a beautiful goddess, as gorgeous as the moon, her silvery-white hair reflecting the moon rays, and her blue eyes looking at her husband.

"You have truly become the king of the entire werewolf race... my king," the moon goddess said, smiling as she hugged her husband.

"I will always be your darling... my queen," Damian said, smiling before giving her a deep kiss on her lips.

"... You look like you are getting more beautiful every day, my love," he said, rubbing her soft cheeks.

"And you are as cheeky as ever, darling, just as I love..." Lenora's face became red, and she tightly hugged her husband, not wanting him to see her blush.

Then a series of notifications appeared in front of his eyes.

[The transitioning is complete]

[You have transitioned into the progenitor of werewolves]

[All the alpha werewolves in existence have become part of your pack, and the beta werewolves they created also become part of your pack by default...]

[Your Ability [True Beast's Empowerment] is taking effect]

[All your physical and spiritual capabilities have strengthened by 28.347%]

[The more the population of alpha and beta werewolves, the more your physical and spiritual capabilities will strengthen]

[Your soul has grown significantly stronger...]

[Your potential has significantly increased...]

[You have awakened the progenitor's unique ability [King of the Pack]]

[Conditions have been met]

[As a side effect of your soul becoming significantly stronger, it triggered your ability [Devourer] to evolve...]

[Your unique ability [Devourer] has evolved into the unique ability [Predation]]

Lenora's eyes widened as she felt her connection to her husband grow even stronger, his presence becoming far more powerful than ever before.

Her godly vision gleamed as she looked into her husband.

If it were any other god trying to peer into his existence, Damian would instantly consider them his enemy, but not his wives.

They had every right in the world.

"Darling, you've become incredibly strong now..." Lenora muttered in shock.

"I know... I'm pretty sure that right now, there's no one in existence on the lower plane who can go against me," the Werewolf King said, smiling.