Alex looked at the Stalker, and the Stalker looked back.

Silence.

Only the cold wind could be heard.

Alex slowly retrieved his sword and held it in his right hand. He no longer needed to carry it with both of his hands.

Step.

Then, Alex slowly stepped forward.

The Stalker looked at him from a distance, silently evaluating him.

In its mind, this animal was small, far smaller than it.

It had seen these kinds of animals before, and they always hunted in groups.

Yet, this one was alone.

From what the Stalker had seen, these animals weren't very powerful. They could only be a real danger in a group.

They were slow.

Their bodies were weak.

Yet, this particular specimen felt different to the Stalker.

More dangerous.

However, the more dangerous this specimen felt, the better its meat would taste.

Such creatures as the Stalkers were drawn to powerful prey. The more powerful the prey, the better.

On earth, predators avoided dangerous prey unless they were really desperate.

But here, things were different.

The more powerful something was, the more Mana it had stored in its body. After all, physical power without Mana took a being only so far. At some point, Mana was necessary to become more powerful.

Because of that, the predators that took more risks and survived had become more powerful and had fathered more offspring.

After many, many years, every animal and creature in this world had the instinct of hunting powerful prey.

This was also why the wolves hadn't retreated when they had been attacked by the lizard.

The lizard had killed two of the four wolves, but the remaining two wolves had still charged at it in a frenzy.

This was how powerful the draw of power was for the creatures and animals of this world.

Alex slowly walked closer as he kept his sword ready, never taking his eyes off the creature.

This was no longer the same Alex that had appeared in this world.

The old Alex had thought about many things.

Family, love, success, money, justice.

However, all of these desires had been replaced with a thirst for power.

People changed over the course of their life, but was such a drastic change in attitude and personality in only a single month normal?

Could he still be considered as Alex?

Or had he already become Shang?

Alex didn't think about these things, but he had long decided that he would only walk forward, never looking backward.

The old world of Alex was slowly left behind as he walked into the darkness before him.

How long would it take until Alex looked back?

Would he have already walked so far that he couldn't see his starting point anymore?

Alex would have nothing

blindly, in the darkness, in a random

were that he would end up walking in a

Step.

tree, and the Stalker was still looking at

was still debating if it should

tasted incredibly delicious, but if the prey was too dangerous,

being in front of the creature felt

Should it attack?

BANG!

and swung with his sword at the

immediately jumped

SHING!

had just been on was easily

SHING! CRK!

the tree. The sword got stuck, and Alex used it to reposition his body, putting his feet

BANG!

tree, pulling his sword

had used a similar move

Fight or not fight?

had been taken from

as it just

SHING!

branch was cut apart as the Stalker quickly moved along the

CRACK!

sword cut through two-thirds of

BANG!

shot towards the ground at

BOOOM!

hit the ground, his sword creating a cut in the earth. The sound of

Stalker immediately

Run!

Too dangerous!

around and

BANG!

after it

the Stalker was faster

made a split-second

SHING!

and hit the tree in front of it. The Stalker looked over and saw the

The Stalker stopped.

It wasn't dumb.

of beings

Maybe it could win?

Stalker turned around to look

made its

kill this

human had lost his most powerful

greed took over the Stalker's

BANG!

Stalker saw Alex,

moment of hesitation of the Stalker had given him enough time to catch up with

to the side of the head with an

Stalker was stunned for a bit,

from behind, put his arms through its

was a full

Alex was using an MMA-move on

best and most

Stalker had become its

weapon was now the sword, it didn't mean that he

MMA-fighter, and as long as he had enough time to study his

his sword forward in an attempt to bait the Stalker into attacking

preferred a more dangerous, direct fight

decided to lurk around some more and strike

He couldn't risk that.

its forelegs moved

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