Unholy Player-Chapter 155: Twilight Land (Part 1)

A massive surge of energy flowed out of Adyr, and his translucent aura coiled around the two Mindrake bodies in his hands. While he observed the procedure with clinical focus, each Spark’s flesh unraveled, slowly disintegrating into shimmering particles that merged with his own energy and streamed into his body.

Up to this point, everything resembled the evolution he had performed with Dawn Raven, only smoother. Back then, he had sensed a faint resistance, but now, perhaps because the Mindrakes hovered on the brink of death, there was none. Their forms broke apart without protest, mixed with his essence, and vanished inside him.

The moment the final particle disappeared, the true ordeal began.

A sudden, brutal pain roared through his skull. It wasn’t the dull throb of a migraine or the sharp sting of a blow; it felt as if someone had bored a hole into his cranium and forced air into the cavity, creating relentless internal pressure.

Blood welled in his eyes, and the veins across his neck and face swelled, bulging under the strain of an overworked heart. Yet his expression remained calm. With blank, unblinking eyes, he watched candlelight flicker across the walls, absorbing every nuance of agony without so much as a twitch.

Then the pain in his head was joined by a wave of bodily rebellion.

Small spasms rippled through his limbs, gradually intensifying until the muscles beneath his skin began to writhe with a will of their own. It felt as if his flesh had turned against him, twisting, tightening, and surging upward in chaotic waves, straining to burst through his skin like a violent sea trapped just beneath the surface.

The sounds that followed were far worse than the sensation itself—wet, shifting, organic noises that scraped at the nerves. He could feel the muscle fibers detaching from bone, pressing against his inner skin, while the slick, nauseating squelch of movement echoed across the room. As with his previous evolution, his body began secreting fluids from every pore, thick, foul-smelling substances in unnatural colors that soaked the mattress beneath him and filled the room with a pungent stench.

Adyr remained perfectly still, looking completely unbothered, as if the pain coursing through his body was nothing more than a distant observation.

If anything, there was a quiet acceptance in him—an almost satisfied stillness. He knew this pain served a purpose. This change was rewriting his physical structure. Mindrake’s potent regeneration, both physical and mental, was already carving itself into his genetic code.

And that was only the beginning.

Soon, the mental shift followed.

For a brief moment, his steady, focused eyes trembled. Something flickered behind them, sharp and sudden, like the fleeting flare of a falling star. A sense of compression followed as the room began to feel smaller, tighter.

It wasn’t just the space around him; his own body felt foreign, like a reinforced shell, a prison constructed to restrain something far greater than itself.

That sensation unsettled him in ways the pain never could. A pressure swelled in his chest, paired with a vague, directionless anger. It made no sense, but it was real. Still, he endured it.

And when all the sensations, pain, and movement came to a halt and gave way to stillness, he closed his eyes, a subtle smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

—

"Mr. Adyr?" Eliot Vance, his personal physician, set his book down on the side table and stood up the moment Adyr slowly sat up from the open gamepod.

"Hey. Nothing to worry about. I just needed to take care of something; that’s why I logged out early," Adyr said calmly, his expression unchanged. Without haste, he stepped out of the room, left the playroom, and returned to his private quarters via elevator.

Once inside, he locked the door behind him and paused. Raising his hands, he observed them closely.

"This is marvelous," he muttered, testing his movements with careful control.

It wasn’t just his real body on Earth doing this. In the other world, the second body—still seated on the soiled bed—was mirroring the same inspection, experiencing the same sensations.

The Spark’s innate talent had proven effective. Two bodies, one mind. And it worked flawlessly.

Both bodies were entirely him, yet his consciousness felt split across two rooms. He could run two separate lines of thought simultaneously. Even for someone with a mind as well-trained as his, it was astonishing.

"Now with this, all my problems are solved," his other self in the dim room laughed quietly, watching the flicker of candlelight on the walls.

There was no longer a need to leave one body unconscious or defenseless. If he could use both effectively, he could easily double his daily output.

The thought led him to a tempting question—could he create more? If so, an entire army made of himself could potentially conquer both worlds.

That thought lasted until a foul, acrid smell began to rise and irritate his senses.

"I need to take a shower first," he muttered.

Thankfully, he hadn’t been wearing any clothes during the procedure—not even underwear. The bed, however, was in a pitiful state, but he didn’t care. He stood and made his way toward the shower for a quick rinse.

Meanwhile, his Earth body stood in front of a mirror, carefully inspecting the changes.

Physically, there wasn’t much at first glance. But his eyes no longer held the same cold darkness. If observed closely, faint lights shimmered within—tiny stars, as if a distant cosmos flickered deep behind his gaze.

Adyr decided to try something he hadn’t been able to do before with his Earth body. He attempted to summon his character panel.

To his surprise, a system window appeared before him, displaying his updated stats.

[Name]: Adyr

[Race]: Dawn Human → Twilight Human

[Path]: Primora

[Evolution Step]: 1 → 2

[Physique]: 50

[Will]: 25

[Resilience]: 34

[Sense]: 10 → 30

[Energy]: 200 / 219 → 0 / 439 freēwēbnovel.com

[Registered Talents]: 9/10 → 9/15

[Observer] Lv3, [Tracking] Lv2, [Throwing] Lv2, [Cooking] Lv2, [Linguistic] Lv2, [Tactician] Lv2, [Stealth] Lv2, [Trapper] Lv2, [Butchering] Lv2

[Sparks]: 3/5 → 3/10

[Sanctuary]: Dawn Land → Twilight Land

[Free Stat Points]: 20

"This is awesome," he murmured, eyes scanning the stat window in front of him.

Previously, his original body on Earth hadn’t seemed to have full access to the system. The only exception had been when he discovered the Spark inside the Cannibal’s body, triggering a system message—his first real proof that the game’s mechanics were bleeding into this world.

But now, with two bodies sharing a single mind, something had shifted. He could finally access the system here as well, fully and without restriction.

The overall changes on his panel showed that his race had evolved into Twilight Human, his [Sanctuary] had shifted into Twilight Land, and his evolutionary step had advanced from 1 to 2.

The most dramatic shift was in his maximum energy reserves—a total increase of 200 from the evolution itself, along with an additional 20 granted by the growth of his [Sense] stat.

Beyond that, the number of Sparks he could subdue had increased, as well as the number of talents he was now able to register.

But he knew none of these were the real highlight.

Closing his eyes, he focused on his newly transformed Twilight Land. The moment his energy body perceived what lay within, a quiet laugh escaped him—equal parts surprise and satisfaction.

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