NOVEL'S EXTRA: I Will Die at the Peak-Chapter 39: Second Entity (1)

Ravien stood silently in the center of the room.

The orange light seeping in through the window spread across the walls with a pale glow.

His eyes were fixed on a single point—his thoughts scattered, his face blank.

He was trying to gather the thoughts that slowly spiraled in his mind.

(POV: Ravien)

I’m going to create a new being... but I still don’t know what it will look like.

I’ve thought about it for a long time. This time, I won’t focus on appearance—only strength matters.

It doesn’t need to be terrifying; as long as it’s powerful, that’s enough.

I suppose using the evolution method makes the most sense. I first developed it when I transformed the waste-eater.

When I provide the right conditions and infuse them with my own capacity, they evolve and grow stronger.

But if I go too far, the body can’t handle it—it collapses under the strain.

So, I have to be careful. Precise. Balanced.

The first step is clear: I’ll build a basic human body. Then I’ll initiate the evolutionary phases.

I raised my right hand and focused my mind.

A faint vibration spread from my fingertips to the ground.

At first, a small piece of flesh appeared on the floor. It twitched and curled.

Then it began to expand—wrapped in veins, warm and wet tissue.

Slowly, the formless mass took on a rectangular shape.

It stopped once it reached about two and a half meters in length.

The initial structure was ready.

Now it was time to move on to the second phase.

When my hands touched the flesh, the surface loosened and sank inward.

Reactions began immediately—veins reorganized, muscles slowly settled into place.

The skin hadn’t formed yet, but the outlines of a body began to take shape on the exposed tissue.

First, I positioned the ribs.

Then I raised the spine—vertebrae aligned one by one, revealing the body’s foundational structure.

Next came the shoulder blades.

Arms extended downward from the elbows. The fingers were still fused, but their shapes were distinct.

The legs bent at the knees, feet roughly completed.

The skeleton had now settled into the body.

What was once a shapeless lump had transformed into something identifiable—functional, balanced, and almost complete.

Ravien gazed silently at the humanoid figure standing before him.

The body, two and a half meters tall, could now stand upright.

No face, no eyes, no mouth... only long, disproportionate limbs.

Outwardly, it looked finished. But inside, it was still a hollow void.

"Now let’s fill it," he murmured.

He raised his hand toward the center of the body, channeling his energy.

The first reactions came from deep within the torso.

A slow movement began inside.

Vein-like markings appeared among the flesh—thin red lines spreading throughout the body.

The foundation of a circulatory system was forming, though it was still nonfunctional.

In the upper torso, around the ribcage, the tissue swelled.

From within, a dark red structure rose.

It pulsed—weakly, almost imperceptibly.

A heart. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Over time, it found its rhythm.

The muscle fibers around it began to shield it.

Then the ribs took shape, forming a protective layer.

Veins extended from the heart, connecting throughout the body.

The circulatory system was nearing completion.

Ravien’s eyes narrowed as he scanned the newly formed system.

The next step was clear.

Along the spine, nerve fibers began to rise, moving from the neck toward the head.

Though they seemed directionless, they settled into a precise pattern.

The skull began to form—first a soft tissue, then gradually hardening into bone.

Inside, a gray, slick mass settled into place: the brain.

It connected with the nerve endings, linking to the rest of the system.

At that moment, the body trembled slightly—as if a wave of consciousness had rippled from within.

Ravien lowered his head slightly. "There’s a response. Good..."

The creature’s exterior still lacked expression.

But inside, a functioning system had taken root: heart, circulation, neural network...

The organism was nearing a functional level.

Ravien refocused. His energy spread toward the lower parts of the body.

The internal organs began to fall into place one by one: intestines curled, the stomach expanded,

liver and kidneys connected to the vascular system.

Each one settled naturally, arranged according to its role.

Finally, the lungs began to form inside the chest cavity.

At first weak and pale, they gradually matured along with the surrounding tissue.

They weren’t breathing yet—but they were ready.

They were waiting for the first reflex of life.

Ravien took a few steps back, sweeping his gaze across the entire body.

The system beneath the creature was now nearly complete.

The skinless muscle tissue had tightened, the veins had become functional.

Inside, there was a quiet but orderly operation taking place.

Ravien let his eyes scan the creature’s torso one final time. Everything was ready.

"I’ve established the proper environment. Now, I’ll begin the capacity transfer."

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(POV: Ravien)

This won’t be a short process.

Even evolving a small parasite once took me nearly an hour.

Now, I stand before a complex body, two and a half meters tall.

Transferring the required capacity to it might take over ten hours—nonstop.

But I have limits.

My own reserves would be depleted within five hours, and it takes hours more to replenish them.

That puts the whole process at risk. If the transfer is interrupted, the structure could destabilize—

internal collapse, tissue liquefaction, even disintegration.

So I have to stay in control.

I chose the slow-transfer method.

By releasing energy gradually, my body can simultaneously regenerate its reserves.

It’s a safer method—but painfully slow.

I have no idea how long it will take.

Still, I don’t have any other choice.

I took a deep breath. Relaxed my shoulders. Emptied my mind.

After stretching my body one final time, I crouched down.

I placed my palm against the being’s left foot.

In that moment, contact was established.

The creature stirred slightly.

Its muscles tensed, structures beneath the skinless tissue shivered briefly.

Something deep inside was responding.

But I didn’t move.

This method demands absolute stillness.

Even the smallest muscle twitch could disrupt the energy line.

The energy flow began.

At first, it was a barely perceptible wave of warmth.

Then it transformed into a vibration that flowed from my body.

The tissue at the point of contact began to shift color subtly;

layers deep within started absorbing the capacity.

On the outside, the being still appeared inert.

But inside, there was a flurry of activity.

It was processing the incoming power, adapting to it, preparing to take form.

Just like a seed—silent on the outside, teeming with motion within.

And I remained completely still.

My focus locked solely on the transfer.

Every sound in my mind had gone silent.

Now, there was only the connection between us—

a flow, an invisible thread anchoring two bodies together.

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Time slipped by unnoticed.

Daylight faded.

The sky slowly turned violet.

As the last sun disappeared over the horizon, red and white moons rose high above.

Three moons bathed the sky in a dull glow,

and the outside world quietly surrendered to night.

Inside, the stone floor was still cold.

The air didn’t stir.

Ravien had been in the room for nine hours.

No sound had been heard. No movement had occurred.

Everything remained exactly as it was.

So focused was he on the transfer that he hadn’t noticed the passing of time,

hadn’t even felt the weight in his own body.

While the sky shifted outside, inside—

it was as if everything had frozen in place.

(POV: Ravien)

Ah... This is exhausting.

I can’t move at all. My entire body is locked in a constant cycle—draining and replenishing, draining and replenishing.

And despite all of it... I haven’t even filled a quarter of the vessel in front of me.

Since I’m stuck here doing nothing else,

I might as well use the time to think through the next steps.

Let’s see... I’ll need wood from the forest—no question.

But if I want sustainable food, agriculture is the only option.

Seeds... I won’t be able to buy any. Not again.

So the only thing I can do is collect whatever’s left in our supplies—

extract the seeds from the remaining fruits and vegetables,

and start planting. It’s not ideal, but it might work.

While I was mentally sorting through the plan, something struck me.

A variable I hadn’t accounted for.

Water.

My lips parted slightly.

"Tsss..."

How could I overlook something that vital?

This land is completely barren.

Rain here is... rare. Too rare.

I’ll need a solution.

Do I haul water from the northeastern forest along with the timber?

Or maybe... construct a channel that can divert flow from a nearby stream?

Still unmoving, I let my mind roam further.

No muscle twitched. I couldn’t afford it.

But in that stillness, my thoughts moved freely—

plans for irrigation, for shelters, maybe even the foundation of a community.

All of it forming quietly

in this cold, silent room.

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Another Therionas:

Maybe you’ve forgotten, or maybe you remember—but just a little heads-up: a day here lasts 36 hours... That’s 12 more than what we’re used to. (¬‿¬)