Drawing Them a Pretty Picture: You'll Thank Your Past Self for Every Transformation You Make in the Future

Frazier had never imagined that reaching an agreement with the monster inside him would be so simple. As it turned out, those utterly outrageous-sounding proposals Governor Murphy had made really did have their merits.

Even in this chaotic age, a monster's power was invaluable, especially when walking the path of defending order. Since he had resolved to dedicate everything he had to the good in this world, then every part of him was a weapon, and everything of value deserved to be put to proper use.

What's more, Frazier was wise enough to understand the "responsibility" he now carried.

Although his fusion with the symbiote hadn't been something he'd wanted, he was destined to open up a path to power for this world—one that defied convention, yet was strong enough to matter. He would be the pioneer on that path, forging a thorny road to glory for those who came after him with his experience, wisdom, and courage.

Most importantly, after making this difficult decision and embracing the monster's power, he found that it actually felt pretty good.

It wasn't nearly as painful as he'd imagined!

Once he allowed the symbiote's power to envelop him, it was like donning a strange suit of armor. It protected his mind while granting him formidable strength, and let him observe the world before him from an entirely different perspective.

As he watched the Abyssal Devourer's sturdy armor tear apart beneath his fierce attacks, a sense of "power" welled up in the brigadier general's heart. He could still feel the pressure of his formidable enemy whenever they clashed or he defended himself, but in this "second transformation" state, wielding the monster's power made fighting feel easier than it ever had before.

This all-around enhancement was a strange sensation Frazier had never experienced. His body