Sephiroth was slowly wandering through the forest, each step cautious and deliberate, noticing every detail around him with intense attention. The ancient oak trees swayed with the breezes, their green leaves shimmering in the pale moonlight. The natural sounds filled the air, as the chirping of birds and the rustling of nocturnal animals' fangs blended to create a natural symphony full of life.
Sephiroth's senses were on high alert, but he wasn't alone on this quiet night. Suddenly, he heard a sound rapidly approaching him, a sound that would strike fear into the heart of any other creature, but Sephiroth had no room for fear. He was now a dragon, and the forest's challenges awaited him mercilessly.
A group of wild beasts appeared before him, each larger and more dangerous than the last. The first was a beast with sharp spines on its back, moving at high speed and using its powerful tail as a weapon for sudden attacks. Its spines began to gleam in the moonlight, twisting around itself like a venomous trap waiting for the right moment to strike.
The second was a massive creature, with twisted horns and tough skin protecting it from attacks, using its enormous physical strength to crush anything in its path. Its eyes gleamed with anger as it approached Sephiroth, each step making the ground shake beneath its huge feet.
The third was closer to a sea monster, with scaly bodies and strong arms shaped like a slingshot capable of throwing objects with great force. It rushed towards Severith, its outstretched arms ready to pounce on him with unexpected power.
"Well, this is the first test," Severith said solemnly as he stared at the hungry beasts. The battle between him and the beasts began, as he used all his newly acquired skills since transforming into a dragon.
Sephiroth alternated between attack and defense, using his strength and speed to attack the beasts effectively and dodge their powerful strikes. Their cries and the sounds of combat rose in the dark forest, with every blow Severith made ensuring it hit its target with precise accuracy.
The battle was long and arduous, but Severith never lost hope. After a fierce confrontation, Sephiroth finally managed to defeat the last of the beasts. His body was covered with minor wounds, but he felt proud and victorious. "This is the beginning of the journey," he said to himself with joy.
Sephiroth continued exploring the forest when he encountered a massive wild boar with a long horn, its huge muscles tensed and its fiery eyes sparking with anger. The battle was imminent.
The boar roared and charged at Sephiroth at full speed, the ground shaking beneath its heavy feet, and its long horn gleaming in the moonlight. With fiery eyes of his own, Sephiroth rushed to meet it. He skillfully dodged the first attack, but the boar's horn slashed through the air beside him, leaving a deep wound in his wing.
Sephiroth winced in pain, but the pain only fueled his anger and determination. He retaliated with a sudden blow to the boar, using his sharp claws to tear through its thick hide. Blood sprayed into the air, painting red lines on the ground. The boar roared in pain and recoiled, but it was not ready to retreat.
The boar charged again, using its immense physical strength to push Sephiroth towards a massive tree. Sephiroth's body collided forcefully, but his tough scales protected most of him from injury. He didn't let the pain stop him; with incredible speed, he attacked the boar with his claws and fangs, delivering rapid strikes to its belly and head.
Blood was splattering everywhere, and the sounds of pain and brutality filled the forest. In a decisive moment, Sephiroth used his 'Bloods Suppression' skill to leap onto the boar with a deadly blow. He grabbed the boar's horn and snapped it in half, then drove his fangs into its neck, tearing through tissues and veins. He then jumped onto the killer boar. He grabbed the boar's horn and broke it in half, then drove his fangs into its neck, tearing through its tissues and veins.
In its final moments, the wild boar tried one last attack, but Sephiroth had already overpowered it. With one final strike, his claw pierced the boar's heart, ending its life with a final scream that mingled with the blood and death-filled air.
After felling the wild boar, Severith collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily, his body covered in wounds and dirt from the fierce battle. His fangs were drenched in blood, and his eyes glowed with success and pride. He looked around at the dark forest, where the cries of nocturnal animals and the intermittent rustling played the night's symphony.
He began to catch his breath, feeling the newfound strength flowing through his veins after winning this deadly test with each breath. He relaxed for a moment in the deep darkness, regaining his inner balance and contemplating the lessons he learned from this battle.
As he stood there, memories of training with the dragon that appeared before him in the cosmic world began to resurface. He remembered how he used his new powers and skills to face the beasts and mastered controlling his new abilities as a dragon.
Slowly, he moved to the wild boar's body lying next to him. He leaned down and began using his unique skill, 'Gluttony', to feed on the beast's body. He felt the life energy filling his body, making him feel refreshed and incredibly powerful.
After it was over, Sephiroth returned to his cave deep in the forest. He sat on the cold ground, reflecting on his battle and looking at his body covered in wounds that told the story of struggle and victory. "These moments are what will shape my future as a dragon," he thought, as he gazed into the surrounding darkness.
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"This is the first story, so don't expect much. English is not my first language, so if there are any mistakes, please correct them for me. Whether it's grammar, rules, meaning, or even in the story itself, write a comment and tell me what you don't like."