The Monster Domain [4]

Having survived the hostile terrain of the Monster Domain and narrowly escaped death at the hands of the Venom Fang Serpents and the Flesh Renders, Clinton knew that raw strength wouldn’t be enough to survive this floor.

The apex predators of the Monster Domain didn’t just overpower their prey, they adapted, evolved, and dominated.

They looked down on lesser existences.

And if he was to make them acknowledge him as a contender, he needed to use the one advantage this world had given him, his talent as a craftsman.

‘Who knew that being interested in those silly craftsmen in Grandma’s village would pay dividends this way?’ He chuckled which only sounded eerie since as a skeleton, he had no vocal cords.

Clinton could not help it, he was excited.

After being cruelly yanked from his previous life by a hit to the back of his head, waking up in this new cruel reality, he struggled to adapt.

He struggled to adapt his new identity as a skeleton.