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?

would have nothing left to orient

he would only walk forward blindly, in the darkness, in a random

in

Step.

arrived below the tree, and the

if it should attack him or

delicious, but if the prey was too dangerous, the

now, this being in front of

Should it attack?

BANG!

upward and swung with his sword

Stalker immediately

SHING!

huge branch the Stalker had just been

SHING! CRK!

it horizontally in the trunk of the tree. The

BANG!

pulling his

first Stalker had used a similar move back

Fight or not fight?

choice had been taken from the

flew at the Stalker as it just landed on another

SHING!

Stalker quickly moved

CRACK!

sword cut through two-thirds

BANG!

shot towards the ground

BOOOM!

ground, his sword creating a cut in the earth.

immediately made its

Run!

Too dangerous!

turned around and ran into

BANG!

chased after it with

Stalker was faster

made a

SHING!

seemingly passed the Stalker and hit the tree in front of it. The Stalker looked over and saw the dangerous weapon of the

The Stalker stopped.

It wasn't dumb.

knew that these kinds of beings needed to

Maybe it could win?

Stalker turned around to look at

had made its

kill this

human had lost his

the Stalker's

BANG!

just when the Stalker saw Alex, it was already too

running, and the short moment of hesitation of the Stalker had given him enough

the Stalker and hit it to the side of the head

a bit, and Alex jumped on

grabbed its chest from behind, put his arms through its armpit, and clamped his

was a full

using an MMA-move on a

it was the best and

the Stalker had become its undoing. If it were bulkier, Alex couldn't have used that

the sword, it didn't mean that he couldn't

had enough time to study his opponent's body, he could

had deliberately thrown his sword forward in an attempt to bait the Stalker into

a more dangerous,

Stalker decided to lurk around some more and

He couldn't risk that.

its forelegs moved to

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