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?

have nothing left

walk forward blindly, in the darkness, in a random

end up walking in a direction the old

Step.

tree, and the Stalker was still looking at

debating if it should attack

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

being in front

Should it attack?

BANG!

upward and swung with his sword at

Stalker immediately

SHING!

the Stalker had just been on was

SHING! CRK!

left, burying it horizontally in the trunk of the tree. The

BANG!

tree, pulling his

had used a similar move

Fight or not fight?

had been taken from the

at the Stalker as it

SHING!

as the Stalker quickly moved along the tree

CRACK!

as Alex's sword cut through two-thirds

BANG!

the ground at

BOOOM!

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

immediately made

Run!

Too dangerous!

around and ran into

BANG!

it with

Stalker was

made a split-second

SHING!

it. The Stalker looked

The Stalker stopped.

It wasn't dumb.

beings needed

Maybe it could win?

Stalker turned around to look at

made its

would kill

human had lost

greed took over the Stalker's mind as it

BANG!

saw Alex, it was already too

moment of hesitation of the Stalker had given him

had reached the Stalker and hit it to the side

bit, and Alex jumped

from behind, put his arms through

was a

an MMA-move on a gigantic,

was the best and most effective

thin, stealthy, and fast frame of the Stalker had become its undoing. If it were bulkier, Alex couldn't have used

weapon was now the sword, it didn't mean that he couldn't use other weapons

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

deliberately thrown his sword forward in an attempt to

was risky, but Alex preferred a more dangerous,

Stalker decided to lurk around some more

He couldn't risk that.

as its forelegs moved to the side, out

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