Chrysalis

Being thrown into the mouth of oblivion isn't exactly what I had planned for myself in my second life but I guess things don't exactly turn out according to plan all the time.

For instance I was reborn as ant rather than a human, but hey, no use in complaining.

As the tentacles part before me to reveal the cavernous, impossibly wide mouth of the Jellymaw a tingle of fear shivers through my carapace.

The inside of this monster is simply, black. I can't see a throat or anything! Long curved fangs emerge from pure darkness and outline a gaping void, empty of any trace of the creatures I'd seen consumed before.

What. The. Heck.

I don't have much time to admire the scenery! Let him have it!

Opening my mouth wide I unleash the tightly packed mana I had concealed in my throat. Like a tightly packed explosive given a tiny outlet the pure force of energy roars out of my mouth in a focused beam of destruction. Idly I wonder why my teeth don't get shattered by the blast as it canons out of me but I may just have to put that down to my perfect aim and control.

….

The moment I unleash my strike the world flickers before my eyes, the mass of tentacles that is the Jellymaw vanishes from before me as my vision is filled with a flurry of hooked appendages and cascading dirt as the kinetic force of my blast slams into the far wall of the chamber, obliterating the other monster who happened to be skulking there.

[You have slain level 2 Lesser Imp]

[You have gained experience]

…

Sorry buddy. That wasn't on purpose.

Finally my feet hit the ground and I can tell I'm a sorry sight. Three of my legs are busted from the pressure the tentacles applied as they constricted me. Thankfully not all on one side so I can still walk somewhat well. Numerous punctures and scratches mar my carapace after the barbs tore into me as best they could.

I can't help but curse internally, still not topped off. I could activate it immediately but instinct tells me the effect will be exponentially better if I can hold off

I can, I need to get something

to having so many broken legs, although I can't really recall what is was like to have only two. I think I heard somewhere that the human mind is capable of adapting to a new environment in only two weeks. It's been significantly longer than that

really need them? Mandibles seem to work out just fine.

lies in a coiled heap at the edge of the chamber, looking for like a

alive, I haven't heard the announcement from Gandalf yet, not going to fall for

power

draw closer I can see how the monster managed to survive my shout. At the very last second the beast reacted by bringing every tentacle it could in front of its face to block as much energy as it could, angling the

barely enough. Most of those fearsome appendages have been destroyed or heavily damaged, they twitch and flop on the ground now as the beast attempts to protect itself.

that the core of the Jellymaw wasn't able to escape my strike, half the core is a molten mess, sagging and weeping what I assume is blood from its collapsed head. The

through

ground, hauling the body of the monster into the air as it collapses down on the position where it

I'm not there

IDIOT!

in the dreams in which you yourself are dreaming of

could, admittedly not very quick, as soon as I touched that

anything, the tentacles flopping about, attempting to

need to settle

And become my food!

Shattering Bite!

mandibles of energy once more, bringing them down with the force of a

my mandibles the beast has no

level 4 Crinis

[You have gained experience]

I'm…. So tired!

remaining good legs, my vision fuzzing to black before I manage to take hold