Even in this weird world, I'm considered abnormal. Everyone in my world has some sort of power ranked by strength and type. The types would be Elemental, Psionic, and Physical. The ranks would be, from weakest to strongest, A, B, C, D, S, X.

- Elemental is a very broad term used to describe any power that emits something or controls elements. For example, a person with an Elemental class power could control fire, shoot lasers, or even make portals.

- Psionic is self-explanatory. Anyone with a Psionic power can do things such as telekinesis, telepathy, and read emotions.

- Physical is anything that enhances the normal human body. This can be things like enhanced strength, wings, and the ability to shapeshift.

Where do I fit in, you ask? Well, my power is an X-ranked Physical type that many people have given names to: Apex Predator, Predator, Gluttony, Beelzebub, and Nidhogg, but I call it "Devour". It lets me eat any animal, and use their abilities and whatnot. As cool as it sounds, it has restrictions:
1. Bugs and creatures with an exoskeleton can't be copied because of biological restrictions

2. Copied limbs must be the same limb, meaning an arm must shift into an arm, and a head must shift into a head. 

3. Cooked creatures lower the quality of assimilation due to lost biological data

4. Parts cannot overlap, such as giving an Armadillo shell Porcupine quills. Now giving a Bear arm Porcupine quills is fair game as it's theoretically possible due to the rules of Biology

Anything else is free game. Despite my ability, I'm feared by those who hear about it. So, I joined the military, specifically a Special Ops unit called the "Ghost Division". We basically do things from the shadows. That was until we got disbanded by being scapegoats for an operation gone wrong. But I didn't care, I was hungry for any animal I could find. So what did I do? I became a hunter and poacher; hunting, and even buying, any strong animals I could get my hands on. My little profession has garnered me lots of nicknames, but I usually go by. "Menagerie".

But even Apex predators have something that tries to overthrow the food chain. I went on a hunt for a rare White Tiger to add to my collection, but the person I was hunting with turned out to be a soldier of the UN's wildlife protection group or something like that. Jokes on him, I ate the Tiger like I planned! 

3rd pov
Rodrigez: I'm surprised you let your guard down.....

.....Menagerie

The alleged Menagerie says nothing, only glaring at Rodrigez. Said male only chuckles at his success. Rodrigez had been an agent for the International Wildlife Conservation Bureau and found out Menagerie planned on hunting a White Tiger. So, he acted as a fellow Poacher and set up a trap for Menagerie, who strangely didn't put up much of a fight. 

Rodrigez: I'm still upset you managed to kill a defenseless White Tiger, but turning you in will save thousands, if not millions of animals! Shame, we could've been best pals had you controlled your hunger.

Rodrigez constantly chastises Menagerie with the soldiers joining in every now and then. Menagerie however remains silent, staring at the ground and ignoring their childish comments. Half an hour into the ride, he finally speaks up.

Menagerie: Hey Rodirgez, you're an animal expert right?

The sudden question surprises Rodrigez.

Rodrigez: Well, I do have a Bachelor's degree in Zoology. I'm no expert but I know a bit. Though, I'm surprised a man of your talents turned to poaching. I'm sure you could've worked at a laboratory or zoo with your knowledge.

Menagerie: Then answer this one question for me: What is an apex predator?

This makes the soldiers laugh at the stoic male, who just stares at all of them.

Rodrigez: What an odd question. An apex predator is a predator who's at the top of the food chain.

Menagerie: Spoken like someone who's truly ignorant. The term "Apex Predator" is purely conceptual, there's no such thing as a true apex predator.

Soldier 4: You idiot, then what about bears, lions, eagles, and tigers?

Menagerie: Nature didn't create that class, humans did. Every animal considered an apex predator isn't hunted in its habitat. If a bear went to the savanna, then it would be the apex predator as it would kill lions, the apex predator of the savanna. Basically, there's no such thing as a true apex predator as there's always something that can kill it. A true apex predator.......

Everyone feels an intense pressure emanating from Menagerie, his eyes glowing a menacing red color. No one can move as if they're deer caught in headlights.

Rodrigez: 'W-what the hell is this? It's like......looking into the eyes of a hungry animal!'"

Menagerie:..........IS A BEAST WITH NO TRUE EQUAL!!! 

An explosion rings out, killing everyone instantly. Even Menagerie, who has a rare and powerful ability, wasn't spared. The tall male wakes up in a dark void with a checker pattern floor. Despite his calm demeanor, he's extremely confused as to what happened.

Menagerie: 'What happened? Last thing I remember is being detained and an explosion.....Did that explosion kill me?'

???: Yep yep, you died mister Menagerie!

Menagerie looks up to see a girl sitting in front of him with a bright smile. She offers him a bag of chips.

Girl: Chips?

Shrugging, he gets the bag and starts eating them.

Girl: Can I call you Zion?

Zion: How do you know my name? What is this place?

Girl: Oh! I'm sorry! My name is Tsumi, and I'm a goddess!

The now named Tsumi does a cute pose, making Zion deadpan a little.

Zion: You're a goddess....?

Tsumi: Mhmm! And you're in purgatory to await your afterlife!

Zion hums in acknowledgment.

Zion: So I guess I'm really going to Hell huh? I knew I was going after that priest cursed my name, and the shit I've done has DEFINITELY gotten me a personal place next to Satan.

Tsumi gives a cute head tilt.

Tsumi: Huh.....but why would you go to the bad place? You're not Christian, are you? If not then you don't have to worry about the Devil.

Zion: What?

Tsumi: Well, God and Jesus are real but they aren't the only divine figures. Every God, Goddess, and Primordial humans worship are real, and your afterlife is based on your beliefs. If you died as a Buddhist then you wouldn't face the pearly gates of Christian Heaven, that's just silly!

Zion looked down at his bag of chips. His entire life, he's seen people slaughter hundreds of others because of religion, only to find out that it was all pointless. He may not have been particularly religious in his life, but some people he cared about were killed for their beliefs. He's hated humans for their dislike of something different, it's pathetic to him. Suddenly, he feels a comforting hand on his shoulder. Looking up, he sees the most beautiful woman he's ever seen giving him a loving smile.

???: I am sorry for Tsumi's attitude, your world has garnered excitement among the younger gods. Tsumi and a few others took an interest in your natural abilities and she jumped at the opportunity to meet you. I am Lilin, a goddess of Twilight.

Her motherly aura helps Zion calm down.

Zion: So, what's going to happen to me?

Lilin manifests a desk and comfy chairs for the two of them before reading a file.

Lilin: Despite all of your murders, destruction, and obvious gluttony, you get three choices like all of the souls that pass here.

Zion: Choices?

Lilin: Yes, choices. You can go to heaven as a spirit and meet your ancestors, but you have no physical body and do nothing but talk and bask in the sun all day. It's boring in my opinion.

Zion: A goddess calling heaven boring, now I've seen everything.

Lilin: I'm a goddess of Twilight, I'm my own person silly. Now option two is to be reborn in another body, but you won't have your past memories......

Zion: Pass, I don't want to give up my ability.

Lilin: Which is why you may like option three. Many souls who pass here pick to be reincarnated into a fantasy world with their bodies and memories intact. The flaw about this world is that there are a lot of evils such as the Devil King, Waves of Calamity that plague the land, and an incredibly corrupt kingdom. Us deities send young souls who've died on Earth to this world with a cheat, be it a skill or a special item.

Zion pauses and thinks for a moment. On one hand, he doesn't want to be roped into a pointless war and deal with fat cat nobles. On the other hand......

Zion: I'll pick option three, I'm curious about the beasts of this world. But, can I just keep my ability instead of getting a cheat?

Lilin looks at Zion with interest. In all of her years of reincarnating souls, she's never seen someone who doesn't want a cheat ability. Even the most humblest of humans asked for a cheat ability to help others, but Zion is completely different. Humans from his world have been reincarnated before but they still ask for a second ability to compliment their previous one. His world is one of the more interesting to the Gods due to them developing powers naturally, so Gods and Goddesses jump to reincarnate them. 

Lilin: 'By nature, humans are greedy creatures who'll do anything to satisfy their desires, good or bad. Yet Zion denied the opportunity to get more power to further his own goals.......but why?' Why not?

Zion: Weapons, the powers of others, and overpowered stats have never interested me. My powers are all I need for my goal.....to be an Apex Predator with no equal. For that, I don't need any fancy magic or blessed weapons, all I need are my adaptations and killer instinct. 

Lilin: 'So that's the reason, pure instinct. He's long abandoned his humanity but kept the benefits.....odd. He uses the intelligence of a human yet the ferocity and instinct of a beast. Maybe that useless ability will help him later down the line when he needs it.'

Lilin smiles at his determination before booping Zion on the nose and giving him a book.

Lilin: This'll help you learn about the beasts of the world.

Zion: One more thing, will I know anything about this world?

Lilin: Smart question. You'll be able to read and write their language but geography is something you'll have to learn yourself.

She waves her hand, making a magic circle appear under Zion.

Lilin: Now go Zion to this new world. Not as its destruction or its savior, do whatever you please!

Lilin sends Zion off to the new world before smiling.

Lilin: I wonder how this will play out.......my Apex predator.

Location: Forrest
Zion appears in a forest with the same attire he had when he died: a black muscle shirt, black jungle boots, and maroon camouflage pants. He walks around, taking in the new smells of this fantasy forest. He feels something on his belt and looks down to see a nice-sized pouch attached to it. Opening the pouch, he sees it's filled to the brim with gold coins.

Zion: Gold? Hm, thank you Lilin.

Suddenly, he hears a few blood-curdling screams. Curious, he runs towards the direction of the sound of screams and the smell of blood. When he arrives there, he's met with the scene of several men being attacked by a large pack of wolves. These wolves however look different than the regular gray wolves he's used to hunting.

Zion: Wolves? With orange eyes and large fangs?

His mumbles caught the attention of the pack. The largest of the wolves growls at him.

Zion: He must be the Alpha of the pack.

Man 2: H-hey you! Get out of here! Those Hard Wolves will rip you to shreds!

Zion: 'So they're called Hard Wolves huh? What makes them 'Hard' instead of 'Gray'?'

One of the Hard Wolves goes to bite Zion, but he just grabs the Wolf and throws it back to the rest of the pack before turning into what looks like a demon from a child's story. He gives a deafening roar, reverberating the instinct to flee within everything that hears it.

Zion: 'The Tiger's crushing jaws and senses mixed with the Silverback's brute strength and human build.'

Zion grabs the Alpha of the pack and slams him to the ground over and over again, killing it with no mercy. He looks at the dead wolf with a hungry gaze, drool dripping down his maw.

Zion: I haven't eaten anything for a week, I only took a bite of that White Tiger from earlier......

Zion takes a bite of the Hard Wolf Alpha, only to discover something peculiar.

Zion: Hmm, a Tiger's jaws can't bite through its pelt? That's interesting. Guess I'll have to......

Zion shifts his head into that of a Hippopotamus with two rows of sharp teeth.

Zion:.....Up the ante...!

Timeskip
Zion can be seen surrounded by the bones and pelts of the Hard Wolves, chewing on the meat that he didn't finish. The men who had seen him transform had tried to kill him as they thought he was a Demon, but they were slaughtered and eaten as well.

Zion: Strange......A Tiger has a 1,050 psi jaw strength yet it took the jaw strength of a Hippo combined with a Shark's teeth to barely pierce the thing's hide. Though, it'll prove helpful later down the line as they're superior to the Wolves of my world.

Zion swallows and looks at the crate the thieves had with them. Shrugging, he shifts his arm into that of a Tiger and rips it off. Much to his surprise, he sees an odd-looking set of grimmdark armor. Shrugging, he takes the pieces out of the crate.

Zion: It's the perfect size for me. I wanted to blend in, but this'll do. 

With some trouble, Zion starts putting the armor on while talking to himself.

Zion: Those thieves.......their brains barely had any useful information. On the bright side, I have some knowledge about the value of those Hard Wolves. From knowledge of my hunting days, the most valuable part of a wolf, no matter the species, is the pelt. Although, a fantasy world may use the teeth and claws as well. I'll take those with me as well since this pelt is tougher than normal leather.

Zion finally puts the armor on and straps the large sword onto his back. Nodding, he grabs anything of value from the wolves and thieves.

Zion: 14 pelts, 300 claws yikes, and 28 fangs. I'd get the Alpha's pelt, but it wouldn't fetch a good price due to the condition. From the bandits, I got a few weapons in pretty good condition. 

Timeskip
??? pov
I've been a merchant for all of my life. Collecting valuable items to sell for a profit, it's all I've ever known. I may not have a large company or major connections, but I'm well-known in small towns. My main shop is in Axle, the 'Town of Beginners' due to all of the rookie adventurers living here. Because of that, I'm always selling a variety of products for different types of fighters and townsfolk. There are products I can't get myself for several reasons, but I buy whatever I can sell for a sometimes higher but fair price. It's mostly monster parts that fetch high prices, so I have to send in a Quest at the Adventurer's guild to get what I need.

*ring*

Oh, it seems I have a customer. Well, no reason to turn down a sale. I go to greet the person but.......

Stranger: *Menacing breathing*

......WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?! Well whatever it is, it's carrying a sack of something as well as a crate. The stranger puts the crate on the counter and opens it, letting me see what's inside.

Stranger: 300 claws, 28 fangs, 2 mid-quality knives.......

He dumps the contents of the sack onto the counter.

Stranger:....14 Hard Wolf pelts, a bow, 10 arrows, and 5 swords. How much can I sell all of this for?

Timeskip
Zion pov
Despite his fear, the shopkeeper gave me a good amount of money for everything: 1 Silver coin for every claw and fang, 100 Silver coins for the pelts, the 2 knives fetched me 75 Silver coins altogether, the swords were 500 silver a piece, the arrows were 1 Copper coins each, and the bow got 200 Silver coins since it was pretty good quality.

Zion: Lilin gave me 40K of a currency called Eris, 200 Coppers, 600 Silvers, and 10 Gold. Altogether, I have 210 Copper, 4503 Silvers, and 10 Gold coins. From what I understand, Gold is worth the most in this world so I shouldn't be too loose with it. I bought a map of the town for 5 Coppers, so I have 195 left. 

From what I've gathered, this town is known for being a great place for beginner adventurers. This is because of its close proximity to villages, the weak strength of the monsters, being far from the Devil King, and being far from some corrupt nation called the Empire. The map and inhabitants were able to guide me to the Guild so I could register as an Adventurer. The Guild acts as a hub for Adventurers to take quests and earn money within the kingdom. But as long as you have a card, it doesn't matter where you register as you can do quests at Guilds in different kingdoms. It didn't take long for me to reach the Guild as my old profession helped me with Cartography and directions. 

I ignore the stares of everyone in the guild. It'd be rude to not stare, especially with armor like this. It looks downright Demonic to their perspectives, but Dark sci-fi-fantasy to me and my types of people. It's fitting for someone like me; a guy that'll tear someone to shreds in a fight. Walking past the speechless masses, I stand in front of an admittedly beautiful receptionist. Like everyone in the Guild, she's scared with awe in her eyes at my armor. Her nameplate says Luna, pretty name.

Zion: I'd like to register as an Adventurer.

Luna gulps a little and nods. To keep her from stuttering constantly out of fear, I make my helmet retract. It did help her a little with fear, but her blush didn't help the situation. I know I'm handsome, but I didn't have much time for relationships in my previous life. My military career and hunting always interfered with me doing anything for myself. I just shrug and give a little grunt.

Luna: To register as an Adventurer, you'll have to pay a registration fee of 1,000 Eris.

I pay the fee and she nods before bringing me to an orb.

Luna: Allow me to explain how everything works. Adventurers each have their own occupations, which are tracked onto this.

Luna holds up a blank card.

Luna: This is your Adventurer's card. It keeps track of how many monsters you've vanquished. As your level increases, you'll earn points that you can use to learn skills, so please work hard to raise your level!

She puts the blank card under the weird-looking orb.

Luna: Now if you would please hold your hand over the crystal.

Shrugging, I do what she says. Luckily, I don't have to take my gauntlet and can do the whole process with it on. The orb twists and turns with a blue glow, making a laser come from the bottom of the entire mechanism and make words appear on the card.

Luna: With this, you will each learn your current status, so please choose your desired occupation based on your stats.

Hmm, I wonder what my stats will be? Then again, it won't matter since my Devour ability basically lets me modify my stats freely. In all honesty, I might not learn to use magic since this fantasy world is bound to have monsters with powers stronger than magic. After the beam finishes, Luna takes the card from under it and looks at my stats with an impressed look on her face.

Luna: All of your stats are above average and you're even level 5. Not only that, but you have a Unique skill already.

Her praises caught the attention of the people in the guild. I can feel the gazes of those considered strong in this Guild waiting to recruit me. I however prefer fighting alone as my Devour ability makes me a sort of one-man army in a sense.

Zion: Is there a Hunter class?

Luna: Yes, but many see it as a sort of Advanced Adventurer class.

Zion: I prefer to be balanced and ready for anything, so make my class Hunter.

Luna does so and hands me my card with a smile.

Luna: The staff of the Adventurer's Guild looks forward to your future exploits, Sir Zion.

I nod at the courtesy and go to the quest board. Many of them are simple things to do: finding a lost object, collecting herbs, helping on a farm, etc. There is one that catches my attention as it specifically asks for low-level Adventurers.

Zion: Escorting a family to their home? From the sound of it, these are Nobles with money to buy guards. Why are they asking for Adventurers, low-level ones at that? 

Well, no reason to not accept, the reward is 200 Silvers. Grabbing the quest, I bring it to Luna. She looks over the quest and nods, signaling that I'm free to do it. The paper says that I have to meet them at a place called the "Carriage Terminal" at noon, so I have some time to buy something before I leave. I know just how intimidating this armor looks by itself, and my height only adds to that. Even if they're Nobles who possibly have connections, I want them to see I'm not someone you should mess with. The market should have exactly what I need.

Timeskip
Carriage Terminal
I went to the market today, and the thing I bought was perfect for intimidation. Every low-class Adventurer around me looks like they're gonna shit bricks. Even the guards hired by the family look scared of me. You see, I went to the market and bought a black cloak for 8 Silvers. I didn't need anything fancy, but it needed to last for a good amount of time, so I got one made of good quality cloth. I always get a bad feeling about those who are seen as elites in society, so I use scare tactics to make them less likely to do anything bad to me. Anyways, the Noble family finally comes, which makes all of the adventurers look at them in awe. From what I was able to gather, the little girl's name is Aria and her parents are wealthy from things the father's ancestors did and the mother's land.

Father: Thank you all for coming to protect my family, you have my utmost gratitude. 

Many of the Adventurers smile at the simple praise, but I feel off about the family as a whole. Basically, they wanted us to escort them to their home a few miles outside of Axel. That explains why only low level came, the area around Axel has notable weak monsters. The only real dangers on this trail could potentially be bandits or monsters that dwell within groups. Other than that, it'll be simple for someone like me to do with a pretty good payout. I feel pretty bad for the rest of these Adventurers, it's highly possible something is gonna hurt a lot of them since we're going into a forest.

Mother: We'll depart in an hour, so please prepare. The journey isn't dangerous, but it still wouldn't be good for any of you to get too hurt.

....Ok, maybe this won't be bad

Timeskip
I was wrong, this all went to shit really quickly. The original trail the family usually takes was blocked by a fallen tree, so they had to take an alternate route. That route however intersected with the hunting grounds of a pack of Direwolves. I looked at my handy dandy manual when I heard the name and decided to see some info about these beasts.

Direwolf
Direwolves are an aggressive breed of Wolves that can be as large as horses. They have no notable differences from their normal counterparts other than their size and how many varieties there are. 

Unlike Hardwolf pelt, Direwolf pelt isn't as strong when it's turned into leather but they're easier to craft with. Plus, Direwolves are fairly impressionable as cubs and make excellent hunting dogs if tamed properly. Cutting them down is much easier than cutting a Hardwolf, but their size makes them harder to kill. Many of the melee and ranged Adventurers are having some trouble as their weapons are fairly cheap but provide an excellent distraction for me or the mages to go in for the kill. I ignore their looks of jealousy and keep killing any Direwolves coming close to me.

Aria: Amazing...

Hmph, I don't need praise from an obvious spoiled brat. Without anyone looking, I managed to eat an entire Direwolf to gain whatever boost I could from it, which is pretty weird. How in the hell did no one see me eat a Wolf the size of a fucking horse? Then again, they're weak enough to be occupied with a small amount of Direwolves so they can't afford to get distracted. Anyways, we, mostly me, managed to kill all of the Direwolves with a few Adventurers getting injured. Those that survived became loot goblins and started cutting off any valuable parts from the Direwolf corpses.

Zion: Hmph....

Mother: Is something the matter Sir Knight?

Zion: I am no Knight, but these Adventurers are weak. Acting like vultures and taking any scraps from someone else's fresh kills.

Before I can continue, the mother gives her input.

Mother: Well Sir Knight, it's how the world works. The weak will be maggots and take anything they can as long as there are no consequences. The strong will dominate the weak who get caught and no one can disobey or interfere. It's the purpose of the strong to put the weak in their place.

Ok now I KNOW something's up with this family. If this woman was as kind as she portrayed herself to be, she would've told me to understand they want to get stronger. What she said just totally threw me off. Ignoring that, I sit next to the carriage driver and meditate a little. Doing this allows me to go over some of the new abilities I've acquired from my prey.

Zion: 'Nothing outwardly special, just similar to a regular old Gray Wolf. But it's larger physiology however combined with the pelt of a Hardwolf....that's actually useful. Plus, I can do anything as long as it's possible from a biological standpoint. Oh, their senses are also stronger than a Gray Wolf....all and all....not totally useless apart from combining it with another creature.'

Driver: We're here.

Oh shit, was I meditating for that long? Wait, it's fucking dark already?! Again ignoring that, I help the family unpack the shit their daughter shopped for all day. It took a pretty long time because of the amount of stuff they bought, and the daughter trying to use her shyness to seduce me. I've been basically ignoring her while the Adventurers get tended to. As I put the last box in Aria's room, I feel a tap on my shoulder. Turning around, I see the little brat herself shifting shyly.

Aria: E-excuse me, Sir Knight, c-can you take your helmet off for a moment?

Shrugging, I undo the straps on my helmet and take it off to hold it under my arm. I did this because I could just kill the brat if she tried anything. And even if she did, I'm gonna be fast enough to shift my skin into scales or something similar. Next thing I know, Aria stands on a chair and kisses my cheek. After she's done, she looks at him with a light blush and a smile.

Aria: Mother and Father organized a feast for all of the Adventurers who escorted us home and I wanted to come get you. 

Zion: Alright. Just let me take off my armor and find a room.

Timeskip
That feast was actually filling. Though it's what you expected from any high-ranking people in medieval times: expensive wines, fresh meat, fresh vegetables, fresh meat, and fresh river fish. It actually tasted pretty good all things considered, though most of the other Adventurers got drunk and turned in early. Lightweights they are. Right now, I'm lying in a bed in a room across from Aria's.

Zion: Honestly, the food had such an odd taste. Also who keeps walking in the halls at this time of night?

I smell something odd...iron? No, blood. Suddenly there's a scream. Springing up, I follow the smell of blood and the screams to the living room. Someone killed all of the guards without anyone hearing them. I didn't hear any other guards running, so they took extra precautions to make sure they weren't caught. I do an entire search of the house and find both the mother and father killed, specifically disemboweled and decapitated respectively. So that means...

Aria: SIR KNIGHT, HELP ME!!!

....the scream came from the brat. Taking a running start, I smash through the window and wall to the back of the house. There, I used a sword I got from a guard to block a hit from an assassin. 

Aria looks at me as if I'm some White Knight. Though, I guess I would be in this situation.

Aria: S-sir Knight, you came to save me. Someone sent an Assassin from the Dark Brotherhood to kill me and my family, but we haven't done anything wrong!

Assassin: Didn't do anything wrong....? You lying wretch....!

Zion: Ok smart guy. What EXACTLY did this little girl and her family do that warranted someone to call assassins from the Dark Brotherhood?

Now I don't know who or what the fuck the Dark Brotherhood is, but they sound like a dangerous guild of assassins. The Assassin, who I assume is scowling, walks to a storehouse and opens the door.

Assassin: A little birdie told us that they fancied picking up out-of-town newcomers from the countryside or low-ranking adventurers and torture them to death for their own sick, twisted entertainment. Still think they're innocent?

Zion: Aria...is this true?

Aria: N-no, he's lying! I would never do something like this!

???: S-she's lying...

I looked over to see one of the Adventurers who I thought was drunk on the ground. He's barely clinging to his life and looks like he could die at any moment.

Adventurer: T-the food they g-gave us had d...drugs in it. Afte....after we woke up, t-they tortured everyone h-here...That little girl t-tortured my fiancee....

As he shakily points to a naked woman, Aria snaps.

Aria: Fine! Fine, so I did it, okay?!

She gets out of my grip and starts yelling, her true colors coming out.

Aria: These trash are just worthless filth! They're nothing but... but livestock for me to use as I see fit! Garbage like her doesn't have the right to such beautiful hair! Mine is always giving me trouble, so I treated her extra special! She should be honored that I gave her so much attention! Ungrateful pig!!

She looks at me with some form of twisted hope.

Aria: Surely you understand Sir Knight! My mother told me how you felt about the Adventurers taking parts of the Direwolves YOU killed. The strong have the right to treat the weak as livestock, I'm allowed to do anything to them because I'm one of the strong right?! Right?!

Zion: You're right, you're free to do anything if you're strong.

Aria smiles until she sees my head shift into that of an anaconda.

Zion: Which means I'm free to do this....!

I chomp down on Aria, muffling her screams as I swallow her whole. After that's done, my head goes back to normal and I hold my stomach.

Zion: That little bitch better not give me indigestion....

Assassin: You....ate her.

Zion: Yeah, so what? There wasn't a problem with me doing that according to her. I'm free to do anything because she was weak.

The Assassin looks at me, his facial expressions masked by his mask and hood.

Assassin: Hmm...what's your name Beast man?

Zion: My name is Zion. I'm a newbie Adventurer according to the guild's standards.

Assassin: Call me Umbra, I pray we meet again later down the line.

Umbra disappears into the shadow of the treelines. I just chuckle and walk back to my room.

Zion: So many corrupt bastards in this innocent looking world...

After putting my armor back on, stealing as much money as my magic sack can carry, and burying all of the dead adventurers, I burn the manor to the ground.

Zion: But that doesn't matter, they won't touch me...because I'll be the Apex Predator at the Top of the Food Chain...