He had no destination. He just wandered around wherever his feet took him. In the first few months, he became a fighting maniac. He tested himself against any wild beasts that he found.
Sometimes, he intentionally attracted them to himself with the smell of blood. After he was satisfied, he calmed down. Instead of attracting attention, he began blending in with the forest. His makeshift clothes had already been torn so he had to create a new set with animal hide. They weren't pretty but they did their job.
When he was getting nowhere, he started following any unusually strong beasts that he encountered. He was hoping that they would lead him to a natural treasure or a special place like the bamboo forest that was the reason behind their strength.
