The Primal Hunter

His entire body ached with pain. Pain, unlike any he had ever felt before.

But he could only smile at the sensation because pain meant that he was still alive.

When he had regained consciousness, he didn’t know. But he did know that it had been several days since he had nearly fallen. His entire body cooked inside his armor, his skin cauterized, the blood in his veins boiling, and his eyes popping out from the heat.

But despite all that, he had lived. Held on to his last sliver of health. He should have died; he knew that. But hadn’t because death was not his destiny. He was chosen, so his body refused to die, and slowly, he started to heal.

His entire body healed at once, meaning that all parts healed at a nearly equal pace. It only took a few days before his limbs started returning to peak condition, but his internal organs had still taken a long time to return to a functional state.

And today, for the first time, his sight returned. He could always see through the breastplate still on him, but now he could finally observe the world through his own eyes. Today, he was finally ready to make himself known once more.

The ash on him scattered as he moved his body. His skin revealed below, healthier than ever. His mind, sharper than before. William felt reborn like a phoenix experiencing nirvana. Reforged in both body and mind.

Looking around, he saw the now already half-eaten corpses of the ones he had slaughtered. He saw the dead rodents that had dared to think him just another cadaver to consume.

He had absorbed the armor and weapons of the fallen. He had regained his mana and was now far more potent than before. His skill to absorb metals had even upgraded in rarity, now allowing him to absorb even enchanted metals.

With his mind, he extended his armor to cover his entire body once more, only leaving his face visible. As he looked around for useful items, he was disappointed to find not a single enchanted item anywhere.

It didn’t take him long to put and two and two together. The other survivors must have come to gather the loot. In the end, no matter a herbivore or a predator, humans would be forever greedy. William saw no scenario of them leaving good stuff laying around.

He was lucky they hadn’t found him. He had been entirely burned, likely being why no one had recognized him as being alive. But luck was but to be expected. For a protagonist to experience supernatural luck wasn’t out of the ordinary in the least. At least that is what William believed.

His domination of the tutorial was, however, not over. As his tutorial panel clearly showed, he had more to kill.

Tutorial Panel

Total Survivors Remaining: 49/1200

Duration: 14 days & 00:40:44

As he looked through his logs, he found an entry he had expected.

Tutorial Quest: A Leader is born

Objective: Become the sole leader of at least 90% of the other humans during the tutorial.

Current progress: 2%

Eliminate other leaders: 0/1

He had gotten it the moment he also got the notification for killing Richard - a sweet notification indeed.

slain [Human (E) - lvl 34 / Stalwart Bulwark - lvl 41

the level difference, William had gained several levels from that one fight. But

He had fulfilled the final wish of his first friend, Hermann Schmidt, and now he could return to his

in and out of consciousness. With his body idle, he only had his own mind

got. He enjoyed the benefits from the kills, but not the act of killing itself.

had been opened to him. He was acutely aware of it. But unlike an average person, William viewed it as only another tool. He had seen that emotions could allow one to perform feats above

So many people in this tutorial had been infected with the curse that was chaotic emotions. By guilt, loss, depression, bloodlust, and uncontrollable urges

armor far stronger than he should have been able to make, and

He had lost himself towards the end, felt the inklings of

himself of much of the affliction that had come over him. He felt close to what he did before entering the tutorial once more. Through the many

definition of perfection. His potential had

the benefits once. He would have never upgraded a skill like that without the massive stimuli from the near-death experience coupled with his raging emotions. It was a cocktail that forced him to overcome what he currently was, drag everything out from within to

William was acutely aware of his desires. He wanted power. At first, he did so only as an instinctual craving, but now he truly

betrayed by those he believed to be

why he didn’t care much for the quest. William did not see himself as a leader. Not because he believed himself incapable of leading, but because it wasn’t necessary. Yet his dreams made him aware

fact he had no desire to change. Even in all his arrogance, William didn’t believe it possible to make them

really feel any desire to kill the man, but he knew he would

the winds at the loss of Richard but had stayed. It would be easier that way, and he would be able to get

did not take him long to return. He didn’t even bother to attempt a covert approach as he simply strolled through the open gate. He feared for a moment that the survivors had left, but just as he entered, he spotted two people sitting just inside. Jacob and that warrior guy who was

Jacob said, being the first to open his mouth. The warrior at his

returning the man’s smile. “Been

see that you have healed up alright.

the first days when he was still blacked out. But if that was true… why hadn’t he killed him? The man in front of him

[Human – lvl 37]

lifted his guard instantly. He also identified the warrior, with

[Human – lvl 26]

had the otherwise utterly useless

went to the battlefield?” William asked, the mana in

about your injuries. You looked confused, last I saw you. Distracted. Like you had lost something, and that you had a wrong you had to make right. And from the looks of it, you have succeeded in doing so,” Jacob

Jacob was many things, but stupid was not at the top of that list. Naïve, idealistic, passive, a pushover, all of those were on the list. But not stupid. He must know that William was the instigator of the slaughter that had happened. That he had been the one to kill Richard, and yet he

had thought a lot about desires for the last week, which made

hell do you

already, and my wants won’t change your actions. You have come here with a goal

you are just going to sit there and die, or what? While I kill you and everyone else here?” William asked, clearly annoyed. An annoyance

but once again, my desires will not change the outcome. This is how it is meant to be. We can only hope to struggle against fate, and that hope is enough for me. I have altered the

was fired out from his hand, hitting the warrior. To which the warrior just tilted his neck upwards, displaying only a faint smile as the

As long as I live, he will return to my side once more after a while,” Jacob answered the question the teenager had yet to ask. He didn’t

had ever had the intention to fight. Even with all the survivors in the camp, it would only be a one-sided

the others?” William asked, trying to wrest back some semblance of control of the situation. He felt like he was just doing precisely what the fucker in front of him expected from beginning to end. A feeling he definitely did

said as he summoned a lantern. Around it, many motes of light

opened the tutorial panel with his mind and