Chapter 55: Trauma
*Crunch!*
’I may really become addicted to these fruits. It tastes so good.’
I ate a soul fruit to restore my soul essence as I looked at the results of my small experiments.
A wolf’s soul shaking aggressively on the ground, with parts of a knight’s armor attached to it.
A minotaur with the lower body of a knight.
A knight with the lower body of a minotaur.
The aftermath of trying to link a will with a soul, which resulted in a small explosion.
Some failed attempts to merge souls and wills with items.
A turtle with a squid on its back instead of its shell.
The shared thing between all those poor things was the black soul threads that were used to tie them together.
’Maybe I went a little far...’
Since I started my experiments, I have tried everything from the information I got and some of the threads’ applications in the Grimoire I got earlier.