Reborn as an insect, eventually reincarnated as Galactus

It is an oversized possum. But apparently there is something very wrong.

For one, it doesn't have fur. But it still has the same general loaf shape, in this case caused by what looks like a huge bloating. All in all, it feels terrible to look at it. The same goes for the rest of the people next to me, each of whom is about a fifth of my size.

How many are there? What the hell are they doing at the bottom of this damn hole? Why are they looking at me like that?

They are getting closer, and it's time to fight. There were about three dozen, some almost as big as me, some as small as bugs. Anyway, there were a lot of them, and my tentacles had been badly damaged by the fall and the sharp rocks underneath. They'll heal in due course, but until then, I'll have to fight.

One close to me. Slowly, without malice or kindness. It's just pure curiosity. Maybe if I don't attack it, I guess it won't attack me either, whole stupid b-

, I slid the creature into my arms, immediately realized that it was too big for my second mouth, and decided to push it into my first mouth as I ascended to a high place, keeping my main core at a distance from the ground.

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opossums are coming at me.

At first I was able to crush smaller enemies with my tentacles, eat their crushed corpses, and raise my heavy tentacles in time to crush the other. But my larger tentacle was a problem, not only biting off my third tentacle in one bite, but also gnawing at my second tentacle. This, in turn, saved some trapped possums. At the same time, on the other side of my body, I crushed and ate another smaller possum.

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but they gnaw on me and it is not my biggest problem.

No, at the moment I am more concerned with the big bold possums crawling up my tentacles, clinging to them, ignoring me as I bite off their feet and hands, and getting up again after falling, only crawling higher and biting higher.

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In less than a minute, my tentacles could no longer be lifted, for they were overwhelmed by the numerous heavy possums, which crawled on me and tore at me.

.. But if they can climb, so can I!

I'm right on the edge of a cliff. I violently separated one of my main tentacles from the rest and threw it into the air, bringing it above me, and pushing it into the wall next to me. It just barely sank, but it was enough. I pulled up the rest of my body and let the tentacles leave the ground, and the various possums fell in shock and weakness. Those things left around my tentacles were quickly disposed of by the various tentacles that I had left, including a sizable tentacle that I had to chew with all my might to eat completely. Ha, fight me.

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The rest of the rats looked up at me from below. I don't have a possum in my body anymore. Start regeneration. Beginning he - no, wait, the opossums are forming a union.

The largest possum allows the smaller possum to climb onto it, slowly forming a possum tower that I can look down on. Why did they form it? That is until a baby possum bites my third tentacle. Impressive, okay?

Heck, if they can climb, so can I! Once again I put another tentacle on top of the other and raised my body further along the cliff, and the possum followed me all the way, closer and closer, until the end....

They collapsed.

They all huddled together and squirmed in pain. I'm above them. They're all together.

A plan popped into my head.

As soon as my grip on the wall loosened, I began to fall, and I opened my vast tentacles like a giant fishing net, and I opened my mouth wide in anticipation. The possums didn't realize it until I bumped into them, wrapped my arms around them, and hugged us all together. I bit into it.

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Some of them were crushed in possums, and tentacles and mouths began to wriggle, scratch, and bite, but they only hurt their own numbers. The ones closest to my tentacles were eaten, bitten, and crushed in an instant. My various mouths chew, I bite, I swallow. Haha.

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... Their numbers began to decrease, and larger individuals were unable to fight due to the fact that most of their limbs had been eaten. Their meat is very tender, although I don't usually like to eat non-fish bones, they are very tasty, and the crunch sound is very good. 6/10。

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My tentacles were free, and every possum was eaten with a creaking sound.

I sat for a while and the tentacles were completely regenerated and healed. There were also a few possums sitting at a distance in the pit, watching me warily.

Yes, let's go, get out of here!

I think it's time to take advantage of my points.