Desire

But during this process, Anvis noticed an interesting fact.

That crimson cup was not simply drawing upon Keen's desires. It was also constantly stimulating and amplifying the desires within Keen's heart, while releasing a faint reddish mist that seeped into Keen's body and kept everything running.

In the real world, as the total amount of mist he absorbed increased, Keen's flesh began to undergo a certain mutation.

The skin on his face began to split apart, and countless facial features grew from it. His body uncontrollably sprouted masses of purplish-red fleshy growths, from which densely packed, malformed arms extended, wriggling faintly like seaweed.

To feel more of this world, he needed more eyes and ears! To taste more of this world, he needed more mouths! To grasp more of this world, he needed more arms!

Under Anvis's gaze, Keen gradually transformed from his original human form into a horrifying existence that could only exist in nightmares, something so terrifying that a single glance was enough to leave one unable to sleep from fear.

Yet even after becoming like this, Keen remained obliviously asleep. Every mouth on his body was still twisted upward in manic smiles.

As though seated upon a throne at the pinnacle of the world, gazing down at the world he had conquered beneath his feet, laughing soundlessly—

"Uncontrolled desire eventually turns people into monsters? That is truly thought-provoking... Then, for now, I'll call it the Desire Beast."

Raising a hand slightly, Anvis tugged his black hood lower. He tilted his head up, his azure eyes fixed on the Desire Beast before him—the creature he had personally released—with a hint of amazement in his gaze.

In his perception, under the effects of the red mist, this Desire Beast, born from Keen's First Order body, had already broken through