A battle to the death between cornered and hungry beasts would not be a passive event in any way but the battle for survival among these foreign beasts within this new world was the incarnation of a wild and primitive violence but at the same time as natural as it could be .
In this bloody struggle for survival the first loser was the woolly wolf for his bad luck he was the weakest of the contestants due to his still bleeding wound on his neck and his opponents would not overlook him.
While the woolly wolf concentrates on fighting the mass of humanoid dead meat the bat flew overhead trying to bite his neck a second time, the dark ball with many mouths pounced on his hips and began to derail the meat with its sharp tooth.
The woolly wolf distracted by the sudden attack ignored his undead enemy and tried to lash out at the being who tried to eat him alive only to discover a bat drinking his blood for the second time, at that time his fate was already sealed but it was not these two opportunistic enemies who killed him but the disturbingly still humanoid figure that covered his face with his delicate and large hands that resembled the hands of a human woman.
The humanoid figure under his hands on his face and gave a horrendous shout so loud that he broke the timpani of the woolly wolf killing him on the spot.
After the death of the woolly wolf the mass of dead meat pounced on the corpse also absorbing a greedy bat that did not escape fast enough to be very concentrated licking the blood of the corpse.
The absorption of a corpse and a future corpse left the mass of dead meat in a period of immobility that its three enemies did not miss, the ball of darkness with many mouths pounced on the mass of dead meat plucking piece by piece, the humanoid figure did the same moments after using both his huge mouth and his hands, he found the boil that had not stopped growing, he drew his roots deeper into the rotten flesh and taking advantage of the immobility of his goal began to root on the ground close, joining his target to the ground.
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The mass of death meat was hard but it was no match for the relentless determination of its enemies.
The mass of dead meat was torn into pieces and began to be absorbed by the grass.
In the end the fight returned to where it began with a ball of darkness and a human figure trying to eat each other.
A brutal battle was about to begin, or so it would have been if it were not for the sudden human figure discovered that the rotten meat he had been eating so madly before was more poisoned than he expected and that the common weed he had been ignoring before it was as common as I had thought and in fact it had begun to emit large amounts of oxygen to which it was surprisingly vulnerable, both conditions had exhausted it too much to represent a worthy adversary for the always hungry ball of darkness with many mouths that did not take long to Kill her and devour her.
While the winner savored his prize a voice sounded.
"That was an impressive battle for beings as lacking in intelligence as you"
"My name is Goethia New World"
"Lord of the earth you step on"
"But of course you don't care about that"
"Normally I would not tolerate an unauthorized visitor like you"
"But this world is lifeless"
"And for someone like me who can create everything except life, your existence amazes me"
"But again that doesn't matter to you"
"But that's totally fine, there's no need for your interest"
"The only thing that matters here is that you are full of potential and that I am full of interest in seeing you develop that potential"
"How much are we going to have fun from now on"
"Our future achievements will be epic"
"I can not wait"
At that moment, a thousand meters above a dark ball with many mouths, a giant metal robot heavier than its enormous size could suppose appeared in the New World falling on an unsuspecting start turning it into meat paste.
"...."
After a minute of silence in the New World under a giant robot a volcano began to form and burst as if the anger of the whole world had concentrated and exploded.