Victor stared at the wolf for a few moments, sensing no longer any hostility towards him. It gave him peace of mind.
The creature had easily killed the Komodo Drak, so without a doubt, he was practically a free meal if they fought.
'Since this system thing said it's a companion, it won't attack me.'
Phew!!
Anyway, whether he was attacked or not, he had nothing to live for. His entire family and lineage were wiped out, and they all were somehow related to the Draks' arrival.
Death really wasn't frightening anymore. He would have liked to die, but it would just be a waste of the opportunity given to him at a new life—twice.
What would the said celestial that gave him the system think about him?
His weakness would definitely disgust the celestial.
Yeah, trusting the system to just freely guide him to power was actually far-fetched, especially in this deceitful world.
Yet, what did he have to lose other than to go with the flow and see what happens?
'The world has changed from what I initially knew, but the difference from my time isn't vast.'
The memories of the former owner repeatedly played in his head.
Well, just by viewing it for himself, he gathered certain information about the world's development without experience or being told.
He learned how long the great war he fought had lasted, and he was shocked.
It turns out that after the great war, the planet Earth became a place of survival.
Humans built shelters to gather together their population, which was in danger. The fight never truly ended, as both sides sought each other's extinction.
Well, eventually, after six decades had passed, the fights died down a little, as both races tried to nurture what was left of them.
Although humanity gained power to stand against the Draks, stronger Draks appeared. It was figured out that they grew stronger and more resilient from the battles they experienced.
But still, humans didn't fall far behind when it came to power.
'Damn bastards, they could have just easily exterminated these pests,' he thought angrily.
Victor knew that the higher-ups were involved in the delay of this extermination. Holding the battlefield just gave the Draks an opportunity to plan alternatives.
He despised them because they had placed him in this situation.
Five hundred soldiers were sent to battle, and they had no idea that the group of Draks they were sent to ambush was a staggering ten thousand one-blades.
There were scores he needed to settle, so he became grateful for his second chance at life.
Victor sighed. The greatest challenge he had at the moment was getting up.
He tried using his hands and legs to stand. However, the small pressure he applied made his bones quiver.
His constricting muscles were weak, making him unable to push himself up. He gave up quickly.
He became out of breath as he gasped for air.
The wolf just kept staring at the human before it. The amount of weakness he showed was disgusting.
It started to regret being assigned to this insubstantial human. Its face alone revealed how repulsive he had become to the beast.
"Oh..., you damn bastard, don't look at me like that!"
Growl...
Bark!
"Fuck you! Stupid dog!"
[I see you have issues with your partner regarding how weak you are...]
[Don't worry, fragile host. A quest will be given to test your will, trust, and determination to get what you seek...]
Ding!
[Quest]
[Your assigned familiar has helped its new master defeat the enemy that intended for you to take your last breath.]
[Devour the flesh of the Komodo Drak before you as the pawn of the Darkgod.]
[Reward: Darkgod blessing]
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'What?! I should eat a Drak? Preposterous! That's inhuman!'
'What's wrong with this thing? Who's this Darkgod that wants me to do this?'
[Be quiet, host! You want power, don't you?]
Victor fell silent.
Yes, he wanted power, but was it this way?
The world had changed. It wasn't how he once knew it. Humans were willing to do anything to gain might.
No one would ever sacrifice themselves for others in this lawless world. So what? What if he did something unthinkable and inhuman? No one's a saint.
He hated the thought of dying for others—people he didn't know and who wouldn't appreciate it. People who treated him like cannon fodder on the front line.
Deceiving them with the idea of hope and duty to happily lay down their lives.
'If this is the only way to take revenge and never be treated as a tool, then....'
Victor grasped the sand and crawled forward with his bare hands toward the corpse.
The wolf simply moved out of the way and sat on its butt, intrigued by a useless waste struggling to feed on flesh.
It was expressionless and only glared with dead eyes at the trash in front of it.
A wolf that could match up against a six-blade Drak was stuck with this human—a request from the Darkgod it did not agree with but was forced to accept anyway.
The moment Victor's grubby hands touched the scaly, leathery skin, he could not help but run his fingers across it.
His stomach grumbled, saliva dripping like a waterfall. His eyes were completely lost in the imagination of what it would be like to sink his teeth into the flesh.
He had no idea where this sudden urge came from, stimulating him with great hunger as if he'd been starving for weeks.
His vision and mind were clouded with thoughts of the corpse as a spectacular delicacy.
He couldn't hold back anymore, sinking his teeth into its flesh. It was tough. It felt like he had just chomped down on concrete.
Somehow, his teeth still went through the reinforced skin, as the sap of blood flooded his mouth.
His jaw slowly tightened, digging deeper into the flesh. With just enough force, he pulled back, ripping off a chunk of flesh and immediately swallowing it whole.
After tasting it, he viciously tore more, ravaging the corpse in an inhuman manner.
It was to be known that he was no longer in his senses. His thoughts were blank, infested with never-ending hunger.
The biting and tearing did not stop until a notification appeared before his gaze.
[Quest: Eat or be eaten—Completed]
[You have now received Darkgod's blessings]
[...]
'What a stupid human,' thought the shadow wolf.
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