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Monsters: these are creatures that have become more than what they were originally created as. A rabbit growing a horn; a horse blazing in fire; and a hamster with a snake as its tail.

A man, more powerful than the next. Incredibly so that the gap between them becomes immeasurable. Clay is such a man. Born in modern Earth, called to be a Hero, but rapidly grows to be a monster in the eyes of fellow men, and other creatures.

One day, when those that he held dear were hurt, monster or not, did not matter anymore. For they had awakened what truly is, The Real Monster.

The fear of countless men, gods, spirits, and demons, gathered of one single being.

"Blame me! Hate me! Fear me and tremble!"

The Real Monster

I certainly didn't expect for the damned python to swallow me while I was making my escape. The good thing is, that I can easily break out of this guy's stomach. The bad thing is, that this guy is being chased by the furious beasts that called dibs on my juicy ass. If I break out now, I run the risk of being surrounded again. If I don't I get to deal with this guy's filthy yet effective stomach acid.

"Whatever choice I pick, I'll be in danger. So, think, Clay, think!"

How long will I have before this guy starts to digest me with stomach acid? I probably have a few minutes left. Resting will not net me any rest here at all, since that's the case, it is better to break out and fight before planning another retreat. My chances are higher that way. The most difficult to deal with are those Winged-wolves. I have to deal with them first, the spiders second, the fuglies last!

WEEK ONE