We run into a few more encounters with some goblins but this time I'm more careful so I don't get a concussion again. We arrive at a split path. {Master what should we do}? [Hmm I don't know].

After contemplating for a bit I had an idea. [Why don't we split up]? {Uhm master I'm pretty sure that's a bad idea}. I decide to ignore Max's advice to focus on efficiency. [I'm sure it will be alright I know your powerful and I'm a bit more confident now]. After letting out a reluctant sigh Max agrees and we split up. I head to the right and Max to the left.

Because I've lived in caves for so long I can see perfectly fine in the dark without a light source. I come across a group of goblins that haven't noticed me yet. [Alright this is the perfect opportunity to test the summon skill out]. Laughing to myself self I draw magic to my hand and set up a rune. This time since the summon is weaker it's pretty quiet and what comes out is a snake. *YES MY FIRST SUMMON THAT CANT MAKE FUN OF ME*. Internally cheering to myself I remember the matter at hand.

The snake is purple and it's really small a little bigger than the average snake but not by much. [Alright Snake go bite them]. Whispering my order to it the snake quietly slithers over to the goblins who are chatting to each other. -CHOMP- The goblins turn around noticing a snake hanging off the butt of one of their allies. The bitten goblin casually grabs the snake and throws it to the ground eyeing its companions with a suspicious look.

*Did I not use enough magic power or may* -SHRIEEEEEEE- jumping after hearing that ungodly scream I turn to find the goblins shaking violently and foaming at the mouth. Its eyes bulged as it shook violently from the pain. I stood there as shook as the others goblins. [ST-STATUS]

(Name: Acid Viper-Crimsons Summon)

(Race: Viper)

(Level: 3)

(Strength: 3)

(Agility: 12)

(Magical aptitude: 0)

(Health: 7)

(Magic Points: 0)

(Skill Points: 5)

(Skills: Stealth, Poison Fang)

(Description)

(A Acid Viper is a rare breed of Viper, it releases a weak poison into the victim's bloodstream. It slowly takes over the victim's veins. After all the veins have been infected the Poison undergoes a chemical reaction turning into a makeshift acid burning the insides of the victim. It may take hours or days depending on how large the creature is. If the creature is big enough it may never happen. This process can be sped up by magic making the Poison process speed up. This, however, requires magical energy to be put into the snake But doing so is cheap and will make you an asshole, If in an early state even the weakest antidote can stop the poison)

I have no words for what I just read. A box in the corner of my vision pops up. (Title gained: Asshole) wow, that description really wasn't lying.

The other three goblins chop the snake in half while I'm contemplating this and notice me. I get in my battle stance and ready my club. -BAM- [...] you may think that was me but nope one of them tripped on a rock landing face-first knocking themselves unconscious. *Lucky me*. I deflect a blow using the club and smash the club into the other's face who was expecting me to be busy with his friend. With a crazed look in my eyes, I shout something that I regret until this day. [Who else wants to become a Pancake]. A box pops up in my view (Title gained: Smasher). You know god that can easily be mistaken for something else. Cringing from the title I manage to take the last one out. Walking over to the goblin I raise my club. You know they say never hit a man when he's down. Good thing it's a goblin. And with that, I bring my club down on its head causing its skull to collapse.

This time two boxes appear in my vision. (You have leveled up). Oh phew, I was expecting something worse so what's this other one? (Title Gained: Retarded Murderer). *And there it is* Realizing I'll never escape the hell the god of titles puts me through I let out a defeated sigh. [I really hope I never come across a hero from another world otherwise I'd have to say goodbye to my pride]. Though now that I think about it the heroes are really weird themselves. I remember a long time ago a newly appointed hero wandered into our cave. after slaughtering a couple of us he pointed at the chief and said something like (Omae wa mou Shindeiru) and then got shot in the back from a Kobold he missed. He had to get revived at the church and never came back after that. *I wonder what happened to him*? pushing that thought aside I decided to search the room.

Seeing a door to the side I open it. It blasted me with the stench of death and I have to back away just to resist it. *I have a bad feeling about this*. I take a deep breath of what will be my last semi-fresh breath of air for a while. I say that just to be optimistic but I'm in a goblin cave it was still horrible but it was better than whatever was in that room. I walk in feeling a pit in my stomach. It'll be a while before I can eat anything but sacrifices must be made. After seeing what's inside it I needed to make an effort not to throw up or faint. In front of me was a torture room filled with the stripped bodies of anybody the goblins came across. Stomachs were cut open, rotting organs covered the floor. from what I could tell all of them were dead, the freshest of the bodies drew their last breath recently. Humans treated Kobolds poorly, I felt no anger no guilt or grief.

The only emotion remaining was sorrow. Sorrow that these people had to draw their last breath in a place like this. Sorrow that pain, agony, and fear we're all they were able to feel in their last moments of life. And most of all I knew that they wanted death earlier to ease their suffering. To give up life just because of the pain they endured. These children weren't able to experience what life had to offer. All I could do now was take their bodies away and bury them someplace else. But first I need to clear this place out. Reluctantly walking towards the Exit I swore I'd come back and move the dead to a more favorable place. Hopefully, they can then enjoy experiencing their next life.