And so I began a gruesome daily routine of risking my life against monsters that could tear me apart easily in order to devour their hearts, at that point I had forgotten the bond I came in search of and only wanted to devour the hearts of beasts.
10 MONTHS LATER.
I had on only a bearskin skirt I fashioned from the strongest beast skin I could find. My hair had also gone wild as it became a long thick, unkempt black mane down to my hips. And from my reflection in the river water, I also noticed that I had started to slowly form a bright silver ring around my irises. My upper body was out in the open unblemished by anything other than the golden cuffed wolf's claw mark on my chest. A reminder.
"That was a delicious meal. I can't smell any other beasts around me now though."
[Strength Stat +10]
"It's down to 10? *Sigh* I guess I can't keep hunting here if this is the reward. I need to go find some stronger beasts to devour. Status Tab."
