by Sainted
The System gave me one label: Experience Fodder. I hatched into a world where baby monsters are currency. Humans raid nests, summon trained beasts, and burn larvae alive for easy levels. I ran. I survived. And when I finally killed something, I unlocked the only power a mimic larva is allowed to have: Mimic Copy — temporarily steal an ability from what I kill. The power is unstable. Every use damages my body. And stronger abilities might tear me apart.
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