The ants were confused at first, why would their host and the queen leave them behind. Did they not serve them correctly, are they just a useless hindrance? They were trying to fulfil every order their host gave them, but even their queen could not understand what his intention was. So we were just barely able to do the most basic of work. Our host was training us to form and shape us to the best possible version and taught us so many new tactics and views. Our dear host is so noble and selfless that he even taught us the weak spots of the human body by letting us attack him repeatedly, even when he was spilling his blood left and right he did not stop, all that for the sake of our growth.
They were just natures laughing stock before, they were eaten and toyed with, yet they had no idea how to defend themselves, they had to sacrifice in order to buy time, such a humiliation. But their host gave them hope, a new way to fight everyone who used to oppress them. He taught them the strength of teamwork, he strengthened them by letting them eat the monsters he personally killed without expecting anything in return. He saved our queen, by letting her be part of his very own body. He is their saviour when their times were dire.
So why were they abandoned? They came to the only logical conclusion it must have been because they were way too weak and would not grow unless they the had to fight for their lives. So our merciful and magnanimous lord wanted just the best for us. We have to honour him and our queen from that day onwards they vowed to not be a burden anymore, so they began to seek out enemies to fight left and right to get stronger and improve. Even if they had to die that would only prove that they not worthy enough.
At first, they struggled with catching small creatures but after grouping up they began to secure them as a source of food. Then came the bigger animals, they were forced to the tactics they learned. They took advantage by hiding carcasses of much smaller prey to get into their body to eat them from the inside. The more monsters they ate the stronger and more durable they became. If at first, it took groups of 100 ants to kill a single wolf in a fair fight then after consuming so much prey the number began to dwindle down to 50. Soon the potential prey became less and less because each monster takes a certain time to respawn and always does so at random place, that is why their harvest was not as good as in the beginning.
So they began their attack practice by targetting everything visible and after thousands off attacks the first tree fell and due to their previous lifestyle, they were even able to convert a tree into resources for their transformation. That new found knowledge led to such deforestation, that the ecosystem would fall if this game would take trees as more then just ambience. After not seeing any more prey in their target area, they began to focus on finding prey underground. They began to hunt moles, earthworms, their primitive cousins, the Impotant, an ant race knowing for its low fertility rate. They began to eat everything, tree roots, rotten carcasses of animals, the excrements left behind. Even the Earth itself if they did not find anything else.
After every creature is being killed upon sight, the surface cleared of everything once it appears anew and everything consumed that returns in the earth underground. After having cleared all those obstacles they began to focus on a very special battlefield. By using a tactic they copied from their host, they were capable of fighting flying animals. There were propelling ants into the air, via a custom slingshot made by a thick thread of their produced silk. Even though it took many tries until they achieved results, they still got more and more efficient in this kind of combat.
They were not able to cover a very big area, because due to the limited number of bugs and their refusal in splitting up too far, that means that at first, their hunting grounds were abysmal. But they were able to expand their range after their queen sends a new batch of ants. Those ants were different when the usual ones. If the first version was a warrior ant this one was the worker ant. Any sane person would assume that the worker ant was responsible for collecting materials and redistributing them, though this assumption is only partly correct. These ants were so small, that it was close to impossible to see them with the naked eye if one was not paying attention. After seeing a warrior ant they began to crawl inside of them.
It was their job, to take the nutrients from everything that was suitable. To produce more worker ants and to increase the production level. Therefore they began, to crawl out of the warrior nagant after they killed their prey. Even though the ants were not getting stronger that way, they still were able to hunt and collect many different things and the queen began the ordeal of producing thousands and thousands of little worker ants. After the gathering process got more and more efficient and the constant stream of needed resources was consumed faster and faster, the queen was forced to create more warrior nagants aswell. But while the queen was busy, covering the whole world with her children, their host was currently training his resistance to poison. Truly our selfless guardian even training, when he should be resting.
While their area began to expand a fateful encounter happened. A single ant missed the flying prey it aimed for and was thrown onto a human being. This human being was quite perplexed not expecting such an attack, after realizing that it was just a mere nagant, he began to laugh and gave the bleeding wolf in front of him the finishing blow. Exploiting the carelessness. the nagant began its charge and aimed at the vulnerability it learned. After completing the sneak attack successfully, the human began to reassess the situation that was currently occurring, but during this surprising revelation, the men caught another offensive attack to his groin. Gritting his teeth he began to throw a weak fire spell onto the nagant in his fury. Even though he was just a nobody, he took proud in being an explorer in this strange world and discovering secrets. To his surprise, the magic had next to no impact and the nagant began to attack once again. The men tried once again to kill it with fire magic while dodging the charge.
Trying to suppress the pain, that was currently growing stronger and stronger in his nether region, he was forced to realize that he had no way to actually hurt this little, pitiful ant. The mere thought of fleeing from such a battle was dismissed as soon as it came up. He would rather die, then escaping such a creature and if he had to go down fighting he would take as much punishment as possible. A great man does not flee in the face of adversity he faces everything head on. He only endured 3 more hits before succumbing to the wave of attacks but as he was consumed there was a strange smile on his face as if he had a very good idea. Though the ants could not care and consumed him down to the very bone.before eating even them.
That was the first encounter, but more and more men came and began to fight with nagants, if they threw magic spells at first, they all began to just stand still and let the ants charge at their target spot over and over again. The more men came, the more ants became confused, why was their archnemesis not fighting them and instead of letting them target their weaknesses. They did not know whether this was a custom way for humans to pay their respect or whether those humans have lost their will to fight, after witnessing their strength.
But as time passed the humans began to show more and more tenacity, it felt like their pride was shattered and they had to regain it at all costs, even though that only lead to the bugs being infuriated, because those humans were refusing to fight them and then showing no reactions to their attacks. After being infuriated the bugs, started to attack with much more vigour and increased the velocity of their attacks to punish the foolish humans. Both sides began to strengthen the resolve of the other side by not giving in and pushing themselves to the very limit. Neither was willing to back down and the standoff continued. If at first there was only one ant, then more and more ants began to join the fight. The worker ants were busy transporting the nutrients to their host body to strengthen it.
While the fight for superiority was still raging on, 3 girls were currently sneaking and scouting their surroundings. Yet they did not find anything. They did not find other players, animals, monsters, they did not even find a single tree. They were expecting a vibrant green environment not a barren land. It was so silent, that it could have been mistaken for a graveyard. Even the ground itself was looking lifeless, it was as if something had sucked every little life out of it. If at first there was only a slight confusion, the more area they explored the more irritated they got. They could even see the landscape rebuilding but as soon as they even become visible again another area gets bulldozed. It was as if the system was torn between deciding how the landscape is supposed to look. The worst thing was they kept observing a single area, but yet the could not even see anything at all happening, while the landscape in front of them was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As much as they wished that their eyes were playing a sick twisted prank on them, the reality was that the only thing perfectly normal in this situation was their eyes. After being a witness to this eerie spectacle, they finally were able to witness the perpretator of this spectacle. It was a little bug so little that their brains did not even realize their existence for the longest time but those bugs were like an endless abyss and consumed everything that was in front of them. Then it hit them, the ground they were walking on, was no ground at all, it was a nearly endless amount of those little bugs.
After using their specific strongest magic spells, they watched hopelessly as the spot that was just cleared off bugs became shrouded with bugs in mere seconds again. After trying to change that outcome, they soon were forced to realize that no matter what they do all their effort will remain fruitless.
Curses, were heard, as the girls began to doubt whether the game engine still was functioning in a correct manner or what the thought process behind creating such a nuisance was. They were cursing the game developers for having lost their grip on reality. There had to be a purpose for all the madness that was currently happening in front of their eyes, but no matter how hard they tried, in a game that claims to offer a realistic experience, the chaos in front of them was everything but logical.
While for some the world was becoming a twisted mess others were still busy trying to break the record that now reached a staggering amount. Someone endured an onslaught of 110 attacks to his groin. This was now the definition of true balls of Steel.
Yet the person responsible for creating such a mess was still unconscious and even if he woke up, he still would have no explanation for what was currently happening. He was busy having a very strange dream...
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