Well, rather than stare at the pretty girl, I guess that I should start to plan my next course of action.

I'm not quite ready to encounter human civilisation as I would probably be destroyed as a monster, or hunted down by malicious players for my coat. It's a rather scary thought that people may end up eventually wearing your skin, in my next life I swore to never wear a wolf made fur coat.

What i wanted to do for now was conquer the forest, as a past martial artist being the strongest is somewhat of a dream for me.

Okay, so my plan of action and ultimate goal for now will be to make the forest my kingdom, and the inhabitants my bitche-*cough*-underlings.

But I don't want to be tied to the forest, so don't be thinking that I'm going to be starting my own little beast Kingdom, that was only metaphorical. I'm a lone wolf through and through.

Okay, so I have to get stronger first and then kill everything in my path like the beast that I am. Looks like I'll be doing some serious grinding later on.

Now onto this elf girl, I think that I've done enough for her. Looks like she's still sleeping, I guess I'll leave her be and venture deeper into this forest.

I know it's kinda cruel to leave her in were-bear infested territory, but I'm no longer a human. I need to throw away those useless aesthetics if I want to rule this world. I should've left her for the were-bears in the first place.

I walk out of my former cave home and into the direction of the centre of the forest, I could tell the direction by smell.

Oh, looks like I've run into a hungry were-bear, hehehe.

Looks like I'm in for an early lunch.

Elf girl Pov:

As I see the enormous wolf walk out of the cave he brought me in, I silently open my eyes.

Oh. My. God.

That wolf, he is strange. When he brought me here I thought it was to eat me but he just brought me here and left. Hmm...

My name is Clair Sylvia, I'm the second princess of the elven Kingdom of Yggdrasil.

I was always brought up in a secluded environment, I'm a second princess so my only value is to be married off to another Kingdom or nobles for diplomatic purposes. My mother thinks this way, but my father actually dotes on me quite a lot.

So, naturally I wanted to see the world before I was married off. Being the naive idiot princess I was I went to the ancient forest of Yggdrasil looking for adventure, ignoring all the warnings about the dangerous beasts that make their home here.

I mean, if the travellers could do it. Why couldn't I?

So I ventured for hours into the forest, now that I think about it. It was a miracle I wasn't killed by a monster earlier on, in fact. I didn't run into any monsters before the were-bears.

It was terrifying, seeing the creatures looming over me. Saliva dripping out of their fang filled mouths. I new that I would die here, by my own stupidity.

Then he came.

He leaped in, as if moulding out of the shadows themselves. Slashing, biting, tearing, throwing and mercilessly killing all those who opposed him. He was even more terrifying than the were-bears.

The way he fought was, like a true beast. It was actually kind of beautiful for an elf to see natures most prominent predator fight with its true strength.

But for now. I needed to leave this forest and inform my father about that beast.

That I found a suitable candidate for.... That.

Fenrir Pov:

Okay, so after killing a few were-bears on my way here. I've finally reached my first checkpoint.

I can smell a new group of monsters beyond this point, this must mean that I am currently bordering on the territory of the were-bears and the territory of some new monsters. Frankly, thinking of a monster that can dominate were-bears is fucking frightening.

But I digress.

I sniff the air and lock in on a single monster, then I activate shadow veil and stalk after it.

It's about half a kilometre away from me right now, but I soon reach it.

What I see in front of me from the shadows is an iconic fantasy monster, the troll.

It has a short brown fur coat covering its entire body apart from its chest, stomach and face. God, it's like it's trying to show off its abs.

It has long arms like a gorilla and is hunched over, he's even using them as extra legs like a gorilla too. However, it's legs are short and thick.

It's roughly about a foot taller than me on my hind legs and has a body that is covered in muscle. It looks like it could snap me like a twig.

It's face could be summed up in one word, ugly. It's two eyes are black and has a serious overbite with oversized teeth for its already large mouth.

Hmm, those long arms will be a problem, they will make it extremely difficult for me to get through and to its vitals. However, it's legs look like it's not much of an agile monster.

His name tag read:

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Forest troll lvl 32

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Okay, this guy is way out of my league.

But the combination of my beastial and martial artist instincts were driving me towards the prospect of a bloody battle to the death.

Well fuck it, I always trust my instincts.

I crept slowly across the shadows of a large bush until I was behind the monster.

Then I leaped at him like a bullet, slicing through the air with my dark claws until I reached the troll. But to my surprise he swung himself around at lightning speed.

'What ferocious reflexes' I thought.

As he was turning he brought out an arm and used it like a club, smashing into my side.

I only barely managed to bring out my 'dark steel tail' to block the blow, which sent me flying into the trunk of one if the nearby massive trees. I do seem to fly into trees quite a lot lately.

I manoeuvre my body mid air so that I hit the tree with my hind legs, bending them to soften the blow and launched myself back at the troll. Who promptly brought his other arm swinging down in an arc motion.

I twist midair and meet his clawed fist with my enhanced tail.

*CRUNCH*

His fist gets turned into jelly while I hit the ground and roll away, I look up and see a troll with one arm, only hanging by the skin and the other smashed into a bloody pulp.

I managed to slash his other arm in my first attack.

Then, too my horror. He started to regenerated his arms, I watched as one arm slowly started to re-attach itself while the other mended it's broke bones.

I needed to halt the healing process, by the looks of it his arms will be good as new in about 30 seconds.

I decided to do the simplest thing and the only thing I thought of at the moment, exhaust his regeneration. Then attack his vitals.

I pushed myself off the ground and flew past him, slashing his arms as I went past, his once godly reflexes now wasted with his broken arms. But he still swung the things at me anyway. Only much slower than before, making it easy to dodge around the hunks of meat.

I repeated this process again and again, run doge slash, run dodge slash. It was a simple hit and run technique.

Soon the troll was littered with deep and shallow cuts all over his abdomen and arms, I noticed they were healing at a significantly slower rate than before. So I decided to finish this fight.

I ran with my body angled to run past the troll again, but changed direction at the last moment. Dodging under his arms and straight into his chest, I leaped up and but a chunk out of his throat. Then I slashed his vulnerable wind pipe with my dark claws.

The troll got used to my hit and run technique so he didn't expect me to run straight at him. This was his ultimate downfall.

He fell died and fell backwards, hitting the dirt with a thud.

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Level up

Level up

Level up

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Hooray, I guess that this makes me level 29.

I began to gorge on the troll to fill up my exhausted mana supply and health. Despite having broken arms, the troll did manage a few hits.

Hmm, I guess for now I should find a new lair....