Adventures Of A Goblin

"alright, Time to feast".

I placed my hand on the body of the dead monster before me, and with my inferno Elemental skill, in my head I pictured a matchstick lighting up.

I chose a matchstick as my visualized object because it's fire is the only thing I can think of that burns the slowest and smallest.

Don't want to think of a fire burning in the bush and end up burning the whole meat into ashes.

My visualization worked as small bits of fire came out from my fingertips and slowly encompassing the monster meat.

It has been long since I have last tasted cooked meat, all I have had the chance to eat, is raw blooded meat, but now, that is about to change.

Waiting for a while for the monster meat to cook under the effect of my fire.

It's fur has been burnt dry and only the outer and inner meat remains, by the way, this monster sure has a lot of hair.

getting a more observatory look at its appearance, it kind of looks similar to a bear, and I also find it's head to be kind of cute with its fluffy body.

Its hairy body would make for a good place to nap on, except it is dead and that can no longer come to be.

I kind of feel pitiful for the bear for killing it, I wonder if this is how the strong feels when they kill someone weaker than them?.

I have killed countless monsters since my time as a goblin, yet I did not feel an ounce of pity or remorse towards the monsters,

If anything, I feel contempt for coming out victorious whenever I engage in such battles.

why is it that it is now that I have managed to secure for myself, power that can guarantee my survival rate, that is when I now start to feel remorseful for killing monsters?..

This is a trait that doesn't make any sense and might lead to my doom if I am not careful enough.

It's not like I Killed this monster for no reason at all, I did it so I could fill my stomach and not die of hunger.

I think this monster should be grateful for what I did, in this place where it is kill or be killed, it should be thankful it got to die at the hands of a stronger enemy.

I believe, that is the greatest form of honor that can be given to a monster fighting for its survival.

also, no longer having to level up or gain experience points after killing a monster sure sucks.

Its like that part of the thrill that reminds me of my achievement has been taken away.

Now when I kill a monster, I just have to get on with eating it without being rewarded with any experience points?.....

"sniff, sniff".

The smell it's giving out is a sign that it is ready to be munched on.

I grabbed hold of the monster's skin and tore out a portion of its body.

I gazed at the hairy portion on my hand and threw it inside my mouth and started munching on it.

As expected, the taste of meat burnt with fire is unrivaled, especially with the hair mixed with it.

I do miss the taste of blood always dripping from the meat, but that is something I can overlook for a meat this tasty.

The more of the meat I ate, the faster my hand grabs the next to munch on. It is too tempting to want to go easy on.

It did not take me very long to finish the whole thing, and in need for more of it, I went for its head to eat.

"burbbb...."

One word..., delicious.

I want to feast on a meat exactly like this again.

'Oracle, see if you can find any more life signals, it will be even better if the signal is the same as the monster meat I just ate'.

[I have scanned the surroundings as ordered by master, I picked up a life signal similar to the monster master just killed].

[this monster, although having the same shape as the one master has killed, is smaller in size to it].

'lead the way. sometimes, the size isn't enough to decide a good meat, you have to taste it to know if it's worth it'.

Oracle displayed the map for me in my head, and I saw that the distance to getting to the next target was much closer than I thought.

It took me about twenty leg count to get there and I walked, not run.

when I laid my eyes on the monster I came here to kill, my resolve to kill it instantly melted away.

killing this monster before me because I am hungry or because I want to taste good meat is not enough to serve as an excuse or a good reason.

I have come across and faced some real inhumane level shit, but this one is just taking that shit to another level entirely.

To bring myself to kill this monster, will derive me of any human emotions I ever once had, fuck emotions, even as a monster myself, I still can't do it.

It's a baby bear monster laying in front of me right now.

When Oracle said it was much smaller, I thought smaller with fifty inches different, but this is a whole one hundred and sixty something inches difference.

No matter how cruel this world has turned me into, I just can't bring myself to killing a baby monster.

I just can't force myself to do it, especially when I stare at its cute face.

It also reminds me of myself when I was born, I had to start struggling for survival since birth and I was lucky enough to have survived because I was intelligent.

This monster isn't the same as me, it lost its mother.....,

I mean, I killed its mother and reduced its chances for survival. Now, the monster like thing for me to do here is to either kill it to save it from whatever struggle lays in its path,

Another monster like thing to do now, is to ignore it, knowing that it has a twenty percent chance of survival, and an eighty percent chance of not making it through being a Cub.

Another option, which doesn't tally with my monster like race, is to take it away from here, and try to raise it by myself...,

I am conflicted on which one I should choose.