Step 1: Get Stronger. Step 2: Blend In. Step 3: Don't F*cking Die.
After discovering my ability to steal strength and abilities from people I bite, I decided on my next move—
✔ Test this sh*t on monsters.
✔ Find a town to lay low.
✔ Sneak into the academy to blend in.
Sounded easy enough.
Except for the part where I almost got mauled, poisoned, and eaten alive.
But hey. Progress.
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Monster Hunting – My First Real Fight
I found myself deep in the woods, searching for the perfect monster to test my new ability.
And like a f*cking idiot, I didn't start small.
No slimes. No weak wolves.
I went straight for a giant, mutated f*cking bear.
Why?
Because I hate myself, apparently.
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The F*cking Bear Incident
The beast towered over me, its black fur bristling, bloodshot eyes locked onto me like I was a goddamn snack.
I grinned. "Come on, you oversized carpet. Let's see what you got."
The bear roared—and immediately tore through a tree with a single swipe.
I blinked. "...Oh, sh*t."
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The Fight – Strategy? What's That?
✔ Dodge left.
A massive claw missed my head by inches.
✔ Roll forward.
Barely avoided a crushing stomp.
✔ Try to attack.
My strike bounced off its hide like I was attacking a f*cking rock.
"Oh, COME ON!"
The bear swung again. I barely dodged, but it clipped my shoulder, sending me flying into a tree.
Pain shot through me. Okay. Not great.
But then—
That weird hunger kicked in again.
And suddenly, I wasn't just dodging.
I was seeing openings.
Like some predator instinct had turned on.
Now we're talking.
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Counterattack – Drinking the Damn Bear
The next time it attacked, I didn't dodge.
I sidestepped, jumped—
And sank my teeth into its f*cking neck.
Blood rushed into my mouth like pure, burning energy.
Power flooded my body.
For a few seconds, I felt unstoppable.
With newfound strength, I grabbed its f*cking arm mid-swing and twisted.
CRACK.
The bear roared in agony.
I grinned. "Not so tough now, are you, you furry bastard?"
It tried to **swipe at me again—**but this time, I ducked and struck back.
BOOM.
The beast collapsed.
I wiped my mouth, panting.
"F*ck yeah. Who's the apex predator now?"
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New Skills & Stats Update
The system flickered in my vision.
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[Blood Absorption Successful!]
✔ +5 Strength (Absorbed from Mutant Bear)
✔ +3 Endurance (Absorbed from Mutant Bear)
✔ New Ability: Beast Instincts (Passive) – Enhances reflexes and danger sense.
✔ New Ability: Berserk Mode (Locked Until Mastery)
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I grinned. "Oh, this is gonna be fun."
Now that I proved my ability worked on monsters—it was time to move to Step 2.
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Disguising as a Random Guy – The Perfect Crime
I reached the town near the academy but quickly realized—
✔ I was still f*cking wanted.
✔ I couldn't just waltz in as Leonis Veldra.
So I did the logical thing.
I jumped a random rich-looking dude in an alley, knocked him out, and bit him.
Just a little.
Enough to copy his face.
Then I stole his ID, wallet, and became the new him.
Problem solved.
I checked my reflection in a shop window.
I now looked like some generic rich noble with blond hair and a dumb noble face.
I sighed. "I hate this already."
But at least I was in.
Now all I had to do was stay low and not attract attention.
And then—f*cking Seria Argent walked past me.
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Oh, You've Gotta Be Sh*tting Me.
Seria. The heroine. The one person who saw my real face.
She had just entered the academy as a new transfer student.
And now?
She was walking straight toward me.
I froze.
Our eyes met.
She stopped.
I internally panicked.
And then—she frowned.
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The Heroine's Suspicion vs. My Bullsh*t
Seria squinted at me. "...Do I know you?"
I forced a polite smile. "I don't think so, miss."
"Are you sure?" she leaned in, scanning my face. "You seem really familiar..."
I laughed, forcing my noble act. "Oh, I just have one of those faces."
Seria narrowed her eyes.
I internally screamed.
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To Be Continued…