{Oz thought back to his 2nd day at the Dung Den}
"Don't even think about tryin' some, newb."
A group of grown, lanky men laughed as they huddled around with their bowls of 'rice water soup,'
"I know smarts' stuff, and I seen the femur's the hardest bone in the body." One of the inmates, who looked to be one of the oldest, spoke up.
A gruffy-looking inmate with an oily face playfully shoved and interjected, "Twat's that gotta do with anything?"
The older inmate shoved back and lifted his finger up with an arrogant smile while looking at all those around him like a teacher among students,
"Means' ain't noone like us is breakin' it. Ya gotta be much, MUCH stronger than the creature to even try breakin' it. How're we gonna taste some when we can't even get some goddamn meat!"
He yelled as his thin, wrinkly hands clutched his bowl, looking at the ground as if contemplating while cursing.
The other inmates all tried hushing the man down as they looked around cautiously, many quickly gulping down their soup and getting back to work.
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{Now back to the Present}
Oz smiled as he looked at the bare bone in his calloused hands, "Guess I'm still not strong enough."
He chucked the bone away and gazed into the bright sky, " But I will be!" Oz thought back to when he had killed the feline after beating it.
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{Earlier that Day}
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[Experience Gained, Killed Realm 0, Medium Proficiency Creature.]
[Bloodline Detected!]
[Fuse Bloodline?]
"Fuse?" at the time, Oz knew the feline's companions would arrive soon.
He quickly continued reading.
[Fuse Earthcat Bloodline?]
[Element: Earth and Wind]
[Rank: 0]
[Grade: Low]
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{Back to Present}
Thinking back now, Oz had time to have fused with the creature known as an "Earthcat"; however, what abilities it would give him or what a bloodline even was, he didn't know for sure, but one thing was for certain.
Those elements it had wouldn't have helped him to cook the meat any easier.
Thoughts of meat aside, Oz stopped himself from carelessly picking that creature as his "bloodline."
Thoughts of that dastardly pervert leaving footprints of fire in his path snapped Oz out of his infatuation and impatience to quickly fuse with the creature, instead choosing to stay patient for the best possible match, something stronger.
Oz cracked his knuckles and stretched his neck as he got up from his makeshift campsite, taking large cocky struts towards the forest with a large smile plastered on his face, ready for any adventure he may endure. "Let's do this!"
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{On the outstretches of the Dung Den}
Hidden by the nighttime shadows and flock of trees stood two figures across from one another.
"Hmm, report?" A cloaked figure standing 7ft (2.1m) tall called out in a voice so gruffy it could cut wood.
His hulking figure loomed over the large, redheaded man across him, causing the redheaded man to shudder in fear.
There was a presence about the cloaked man, a shadow cast by him even in the dark night of the forest.
The redhead opened his mouth slowly before closing it again, hesitant about what to say.
The tree leaves whispered in the wind, and its rustling dance filled the forest.
The cloaked figure's hazel brown eyes pierced out from under his cloak, and the redhead man felt choked just by the cloaked figure's gaze.
"E-everything's going fine."
The pervert was finally able to let out before panting for breath.
Just being in the cloaked figure's presence alone was enough to cause him distress.
"Ohh?" The cloaked figure mused, "So the shipments will all be arriving as planned?"
The redheaded pervert lowered his head to avoid eye contact, "Y-yes, there was a bit of a beast problem, but…" the pervert gripped his fist in frustration, "But it's all taken care of."
The cloaked figure gazed at the redhead pervert's gritted fist, "Hmm, alright."
As the cloaked figure turned to leave, he looked back, "And the prisoners, are all accounted for?"
The pervert's eyes widened before quickly adjusting, "There were a few losses, but it won't affect our workflow too much."
The cloaked figure nodded his head, "Hmm, good." The pervert crossed his hands over, finicking with them as if hesitating on something, "What is it?"
The cloaked figure called out, reading the pervert's distress.
Surprised, the pervert straightened his back and spoke out, "I, um, was wondering when, um, I can get the-"
"Hmm, yes," The cloaked figure cut in, "We know what you desire. SHE knows what you desire."
The cloaked figure turned his head forward and began walking.
The long cloak that enshrouded his entire body made it look as if he was floating along the ground.
"Complete your term and make sure we get the shipments, and you will receive what you desire."
He continued walking before additionally chiming in, "I see you've been eating well. Remain grateful to the hand that feeds you."
The cloaked man faded into the forest, disappearing as if he was never there to begin with.
The pervert dropped to his knees and hands, gasping for air as thick droplets of sweat rained off his face. His bones creaked in agony from the pressure of that mysterious individual.
As the pervert looked up into the night sky, a greedy gaze pierced through his pained expression, "Soon."
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