It was just so easy to get used to living as a beast.
In Clinton’s case, as a skeleton.
With his bastion secured, Clinton moved through the Monster Domain with newfound confidence.
He was no longer just a wandering skeleton, struggling to survive.
Now, he had a sanctuary, a stronghold, a place to retreat and regroup if things went south. Which meant he could take bigger risks.
Clinton decided to go out hunting again.
For hours, he tracked his next target, weaving through the crimson wastelands and fossilized battlegrounds that marked the domain of apex predators.
He wanted something stronger than the Screecher Fiend, something that could push him to his absolute limits.
Afterall, to him, it was not just a battle for survival again. Clinton already adapted to this world, he was willing to integrate with the ecosystem, and this was what pushed him into the hunt for glory.
This time, he was hunting for glory.
He wanted to challenge another apex predator.