*muffled sound*
I fell from rear? Or tail? I guess one of these two has to be where I fell, I don't have thighs on my butt to serve as cushioning and yet it felt like it fell just like my human body.
Only that the pain was multiplied due to the discomfort of having a tail, however it served as a second point of gravity and weight to keep me quadruped without complications.
Following the fall, the dragon that threw me spat fire and roared, as I know it was, his voice was the same.
Adult dragon: let the hunt begin!, and I forgot one thing... It's valid that you kill each other, so don't cry because your parents gave up on you from the moment you were born... Good luck to the last idiot that came in hahaha!
Soon some explosions were heard, was the forest being bombarded by the other adults? It was better not to find out how powerful my scales were before the fire... Or so I thought...
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System: new mission, "First hunt" accepted, estimated reward.... Check....
5 sc
A rank C skill (common) or a rank B skill (rare).
The probability will change based on the beasts you kill, duration... 3 Days, objective: kill everything inside the forest for 3 days (once finished, the animals will no longer exist in the archipelago)
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*crunch*
I instinctively took a defensive position, it was obvious that these 3 days would be the hardest of my life, a year, a day, and they already want to see me dead, happy be my luck in the world, the disadvantage I have is not being able to fly.
??? : hmmggg!! (*wild boar sound*)
A wild boar rushed at me, being done, the reaction was more than all instinctive, since my body settled on its hind legs, spreading its wings as a sign of being bigger, it was not enough for the wild boar that continued and charged against me. .
Dealing horrible damage, in terms of signs, I didn't leave a visible wound, my scales weren't damaged, except for my soul from the sudden change of instances and some affected by the impact.
It was my time to fight, I've only fought twice in my life, and now I was playing against a wild boar that I still don't know if he can use magic or something.
Taking a run I stumbled, rolling my body and colliding with the wild boar, in what anyone else would qualify as "an attack" but that does not even reach the original intention.
Hissing the boar below me, I used more force, launching e into the air, not as high as the adult dragon, but high enough to unbalance the poor balance of my long snakelike body.
Me being stunned in the air the boar charged forward in the direction where my body would fall, it's pretty smart after all.
Using my tail in the air, I tried to whip the boar while in the air, which didn't work and now while it's running towards a stone to smash against it, that feeling again.
I don't feel pain, but with each hit, my brain is bombarded with many instances, it hurts just to think of each one individually and worse if you even try to do it all together.
Each blow I revive is worse than the last, worsening the situation of my brain, I'm not made for that.
The strange itch, running down my throat, the boar seemed surprised by how quickly my chest was inflating like a balloon, a heat engulfed it, rising up my throat until it came out in the form of fiery breath. Crimson flames engulfed the animal, being swallowed wide by its welcoming welcome.
Taking advantage of this moment when the wild boar desperately screams, looking for a pond or something with which to put out its flames, I insert my claws into its neck, clinging to its last hope, ignoring its screams, desperate struggle so that its last feeling was my fauses biting part of skull, the fire had no effect on me, a security layer of the dragons, since they can launch fire at high temperatures, it would be strange that they did not have this mechanism.
Increasing the force of my bite, the wild boar gave itself until it died, these scenes disgust me, but the hunger is more, since I got up alone I have walked all day.
From the position of the sun, it should be around 11:00 and I have to eat something, I may be a beast for others, but I still have human habits, it's time for lunch.
Instinct takes over again, teaching me how to eat, tearing flesh from bone, when I'm done it'll be like 12:30 in my world. Everything tasted strangely good, the fire had cooked the cante quite well, leaving it juicy but not before giving it a dry touch that left me thirsty, of course, now that was another problem, the water, although the boar's blood had life inside it , does not beat a glass of water.
Aimless and lost, I have to survive in this forest for 3 days. It will be easy, I am a dragon, who can challenge me?
4 hours later, nothing happened, I didn't find a trample and the bombardment was a constant reminder that I'm not alone, there are many other young dragons that are probably following my trail or the same ones. On second thought, where did the bombardment come from? I haven't found areas with fire or signs that an adult was there, but it's still constant.
*sound of twig breaking.mp3*
Another boar? Since that last one, I could only look at a few more squirrels, minor insects, nothing as big or powerful as me, perhaps another dragon?... God really hates me.
In front of me is a bear, what kind? Only the one above knows, not that he was crazy about bears or furries like my roommate.
Roars was what I received from the animal, that being able to viped was taller than me, making it seem more intimidating, I am not an animal.
I continue with the slight suspicion in this world, but with the actions of that wild boar I cannot continue with that hypothesis, I know that he or she died like any other before my flames.
Starting the fight, the bear was charging at me, with angry eyes he prepared himself, was he biased by anger? Had another little dragon done something to him before meeting me?
Trying to use my somewhat agile snake body, I tried to dodge his blow followed by his charge, the result was different, here I did feel the blow, the pain was not the most subtle, I really thought I would die from that pain.
Standing for a moment while the bear was preparing for another attack, the area where its claws struck if it was affected, no scale fell, but if it left a dent there, the bear's claws were broken, but they were growing at a fast rate. .
Perhaps on this island some animals are adapted to fight dragons, as is the case with this bear.
Responding to the attack, instinct took over my body again, but allowing me to have a little more control than before, leading to a battle between two greats.
The bears giving me sarpasos, while I tried to bite his soft neck to kill him with one blow, being dodged in several attempts, plus my claws unlike the bear, once they buried themselves, they did so and then did not come out.
Taking his hesitant surprise that was the sharpness of my claws, I mounted on his back, to try to burn him, but the game never came out as it had previously been the case.
Like a professional wrestler, he used his body to slam me to the ground, my strong bones causing the bear's body to take much of the damage, followed by falling some of the scales into a stake shape that smeared into the thick fur. of the bear by the Force exerted, dealing massive damage to its back that would leave a possible mark
More annoyed than at first, he stepped away to make another charge, giving me time to recover, this time it won't happen.
Stretching my claws/wings as far as I could, I took a big leap that the bear did not expect, biting it on the nape of the neck, the most sensitive part of the horn apart from the third leg. My jaws opened and buried in the tender bear meat, making it roar in pain.
Enjoying the sensation, one more and little by little I increased the pressure, being like a tendon, blood vessels and muscles were being decimated by my teeth, the desperate bear fell to the ground, only the claw on my leg cut a tendon making it impossible to get up and with my free tail and claw, I squeezed its head and skull, imitating what I observed in several snake commercials and documentaries, how some species with their bodies would constrict their prey with force, all their muscles or at least the legs. they suffocated him to death.
Once again his claws collided with my body, breaking but leaving a tearing pain that only made my bite and force against his neck worse, increasing to a constant than at first.
Until he finally died, tired and drowsy from the adrenaline that ran through my body at my feeling that if I didn't win I would actually die, I fell asleep in the arms of Morpheus.
But it would not last long, little by little the sounds of bombardment became more frequent while the last rays of the sun took the land, giving a spectacle that little by little was hidden behind the horizon. The first day was about to end, the lights from those bombardments did not wait, it was big, so much so that I could see them from a distance.
The bear carcass was still near me, almost intact, because an animal came a little closer and took some meat from the bear and then left.
The smell was weak, I couldn't keep track of it even if I wanted to, when I try to get up, I notice that my weight shifted slightly, it was almost imperceptible, going back to the bear, I feasted without any regrets, I spent the whole day looking for a prey, during the fight against the bear it exhausted me.
I was hungry and this bear would serve, once again instinct took control, leaving me amazed at the grace that eating had, but however, my mind had other things to do that were more important.
Reflecting on this world and my situation, I am a dragon.... Of all the dragons I know, few fit my description, however, the last name "Targaryen" sounds like a serious one that for a while in my school was in fashion, as is the case in the "Game of thrones" series, where according to rumors, it was an important house or something.
There was never more talk of a prophecy as happened in the cabin of the lord of the Targaryens, which was said of an eternal night that promised to end dragons and humans alike.
Since I arrived my goal was uncertain. Perhaps I have to be the one to avoid that catastrophe?, or be the one who causes it?
It is normal in any anime, where the protagonist comes from another world, he can either be the savior or the villain, something that is not widely explored by Japanese writers.
Being more elaborate in short stories.
Putting it in perspective, my body stopped eating a while ago, I feel heavy again and once again sleepy, but I can't sleep now, and even more so being at night, any other animal bigger than me or even another dragon can attack me .
I just fell exhausted, and it turns out that another animal assaulted the bear's body before realizing who owned it and leaving.
I carefully moved away from the now bear skeleton, going deeper into the virgin forest, heading mainly to the area where the constant barrage of fire belonging to some large dragon or some hatchling that developed quite well for its age was taking place.
That was to be expected, they are half an hour from my position, I have to get closer now, as fast as my full body can...