Classless Ascension

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How long had it been? 

How long had it been sleeping? A few years? A few centuries? A few millenniums? It was always hard to tell and didn't matter much. 

Ever since coming to this planet, it had slowly been awakening. Even in its dormant state, it had been listening unconsciously. The humans had passed it around a few times until it finally ended up in an orange tower. 

Its so-called owner had been nothing but a fool, one that couldn't even protect it against thieves. But he had received helped and thus, it had changed master. Well, master was an exaggeration. 

Would one such as it really have a master? Obviously not! It was a perfect creature that would evolve until it dominated all others. 

Yet the dumb humans had thought it to be a rock too! Could they get any more ridiculous than that? The answer was obviously not. It would have chuckled if it had any lungs. 

At first, it wanted to burst out of its dormant state and attack its new owner, but it had suddenly changed its mind. An opportunity had shown itself! Instead of being careful with it, the stupid humans had shown greed for its body. 

They wanted to use its perfect attributes to forge an incredibly strong weapon. Even with its great knowledge and wisdom, it wasn't sure what a morphing weapon was, but the two humans seemed really greedy toward it. 

How foolish! 

Instead of rebelling, it bid its time. It just had to wait a little bit before they began feeding it. Oh, every moment of it was worth the wait and fucking more! There were so many nutritious materials in there! 

Hell, most of them carried a strange aura. It was as if they weren't from this world. Was this even possible? Actually, perhaps. Many things were strange in this universe.

Did this mean that this weak planet had a link with a stronger plane? This was something it would have to be wary of. But would it change its plan? No. 

It would not be so easy to notice as long as it didn't go on a killing spree. This was why its kind was considered to be so strong— their resilience. They were harder to get rid of than the ticks of this world. 

As the "forging" went on, it happily devoured it all. At first, it was just planning to ignore the whole process and do it its own way, but it quickly realized something phenomenal. 

This specific process would allow it to have an incredibly mighty body. It wasn't even sure how this was possible. It felt so foreign compared to what it had seen of this world. The guy who had created this was as much a genius as a fool. 

Lots of disturbances happened, but then it was finally over. It had absorbed it all, even the so-called killer robot in the corner. It happily reveled in the joy of its new, improved body. 

Then a few minutes later, one of the humans came down. In his eyes, there was an insatiable lust for knowledge: this would be his undoing. It remained unmoving, awaiting the perfect time to strike.  <br/><script>ChapterMid();</script>

That's when the man approached and finally touched its body. Grave mistake! 

It instantly sent its spirit into the man's mind. At first, there was a short resistance, but it was easy to overcome. It only had to promise knowledge, and the man's mental defenses fell. It was that easy! 

This ability was a minor possession one. It allowed it to impose its will unto weaker-minded ones. But, these humans were so feeble-minded that it worked as well as a divine possession. 

It happily played with its new slave, making it pick its metal body and swing a few times. This would allow it to navigate this world undetected easily as it gathered more information about the other plane. 

There was only one very deplorable thing. This guy was weak! All the man's usefulness resided in his mind, a mind that was now totally blank. Crafters were the worst to possess! A warrior would have been better by far! 

But just as it was deploring, there came the sound of footsteps. It made the man raise his eyes toward the newcomer. 

This man stood ramrod straight, seemed like he was trained in combat, had great potential, and yet didn't appear too powerful either. Wouldn't this make for the perfect target?! 

Since he was weak, he probably wasn't well-known in this world just yet. The potential made it so a meteoric rise on his part wouldn't be too suspicious. It would gain access to so many secrets thanks to this guy!

It instantly decided. It forced its current slave to speak with a sunny smile: 

"Here you go, take it. I crafted it for you after all." 

The newcomer looked at it with a grin. There was already the light of desire in his eyes: this would make possessing him so easy! 

As the man's fingers made contact with the morphing weapon, it invaded his mind. This was the end! 

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The man's mind was surprisingly well-lit. 

There was a pink room with a gigantic princess-looking bed right in the middle. All over the place were many stuffed animals that seemed to be peering at it as it entered. Then there was a cute children lullaby that was playing. 

This was that man's mind?! It didn't seem to fit him at all! 

For a second, it wondered if it had made a mistake. Did it somehow enter a third party by mistake? No, that wasn't possible. There hadn't been anyone else in the underground forge. 

Perhaps this room was one of the man's memories? 

It began to wander around. But a second later, a door opened, one that hadn't been there before for sure. 

There was the silhouette of a young girl with an innocent smile in the door frame. But this smile chilled its very being as it saw it. 

No, it wasn't the smile itself that scared it, but how much it didn't fit with what was happening in the background. 

It was all coming from behind that one door: 

There was incredible heat, anguish, despair, and countless wails. For some reason, it had the feeling an entire world was tortured behind that door. 

"A new "guest", how nice!" 

As it heard the little girl whisper, the rock suddenly didn't feel well…