Day 0
Death was surprisingly painless. From what I read in books, most stated that suicide was the ultimate taboo and what followed self-inflicted death would seemingly be endless torture and suffering as stated by the gods. But by the looks of it, they were wrong. What followed my death was a large thud and a sharp pain - before I knew it, I was in a void. The space was endless and dark.
Is this what death is supposed to be like? I had expected the ultimate being that we call “God” to judge me for the sins I had committed throughout the entirety of my life. But this... this was entirely different. The sound of the cars driving by that I had heard just mere moments ago and smell of the polluted night air had disappeared. Death was peaceful.
Somehow my conscious was still alive. I could still think even though I could not feel nor do anything. My name is Lars. Just moments ago I was standing on the rooftop in my city’s mall, preparing for my death.
I’ve had planned to commit suicide ever since I gave up on humanity. Humans are cruel, self-centered and merciless. They only care about themselves and they do not hesitate to backstab or bully others for their own amusement. With that, I swore with my dying breathe that I would never ever trust people ever again and would one day get my revenge. Isn’t my dying wish lame?
Having the confidence to jump off was the hardest thing I have done in my life. When I looked down from the railing, I saw cars moving at inhuman speed. Standing on the edge made my heartbeat increase. No matter how hard I tried, my body wouldn't let the railing go. It took me an hour of convincing before closing my eyes and letting go.
To be honest, I had expected time to slow down while my life flash before my eyes. But reality was harsh and my body fell and got crushed instantly when it hit the hard concrete pavement. I could feel my bones cracking and shattering into a million pieces. The grotesque sight of my blood splattering all over the mall’s entrance would certainly be a sight to see. I have never seen a corpse before, I wonder how mine would look.
If I was lucky, I might even make the headlines of the local newspapers. Maybe I should have prepared a last will that contain my hatred for mankind. The resentment I have for mankind is just the true feelings I had which accumulated over time. The fake smiles still scare me even after death.
Getting back to the point, I was dead for sure. There was no way a fragile human being that ate potato chips all day could survive such a large fall. But where am I? All I see is darkness that stretched through the horizons. Is my punishment to stay in this void until the end of time?
Within moments, I started to feel a strange feeling. As if my body was being torn apart. It wasn’t painful at all. It feet as if I was being reconstructed. I was slowly taking a form of a different being. The shape that I was turning into was not that of a man for sure. It was more of a creature...
As my body started to take shape I gradually started to gain back my sense of touch. The senses that I thought I’ve lost for good through death were given back to me.
I felt enclosed within a living creature. That thing that I was in was moving. Whenever I felt like I needed energy, something would flow down to feed my growth; which allowed me to sustain the reconstruction of my new body. The thing that confined me felt like it was protective and concern for me. It was the same nostalgic feeling that I felt when my mother took care of me when I was young. Something I haven't felt in a long time.
Soon enough, I could feel my body start to take shape. Something in my head screamed “Reincarnation”. My bones, organs and fur were all starting to take shape. I could also feel that I was in a womb of some sort.
Could this be my second chance at life?
***
It has been awhile, I’m not sure how long has passed. I’ve realized that time does not flow relative in a womb compared to the outside world. While I was in this void, my body was built within an hour and it should be comparable to the third month of human pregnancy when the organs get created.
Though I still do not have my vision back, I could feel that that my “parent” was sick. She was moving slower than usual and the amount of energy I received lessen with every passing moment. I could also feel that the time for me to leave her womb was soon. The thought of childbirth did not excite me at all.
Truthfully I was grateful that I wasn't being reincarnated as a human being. I would like to be a bird that could fly high in the sky, experiencing freedom to the fullest. Or maybe a penguin that waddles around all day long in the snow. I read that penguins are loyal to their loved ones.
***
Day 1
Another hour had passed in the void. I could tell that my new form was complete. I had four legs and was a species that had fur instead of hair. I can’t wait to experience my new life.
Woah.
A force was pushing me out of the womb. From the looks of it, my time has finally arrived. I braced myself as I started to pass through a tube that was slimy and wet. It felt gross. Is this what childbirth feels like? The slimy wet substance acted as a lubricant to assist me in leaving the womb. I felt that I should not leave all the hard work to my new mother, so I started to push myself through the liquid as well.
After a hard fought struggle and one final push I finally exited through a hole.
“Ahnn…”
My existence in the outside world was greeted by a loud moan that came from what seemed to be my mother.
There I was laying on the ground that felt like hard rock covered in a slimy liquid coating. I opened my eyes for the first time to be greeted by what seemed to be a dark cave. The air was damp and the floor felt hard yet moist.
My body felt weak. I was not used to such a body shape of a four legged creature. I could not stand up at all and my body felt larger than it should’ve been. I felt tired. Who would’ve ever knew that childbirth would be so exhausting.
Turning my scrawny head to my left, the existence that seemed to be my mother was not moving. She just laid peacefully on the hard floor, not making a sound. She also had four legs with beautifully dyed black fur that covered her entire body. Her face was kind of pointy with whiskers jutting out as well. The animal she closely resembled was a fox.
Name: Siguard
Level: 21
HP: -/514
MP: -/190
Species: Demon Fox
Affiliation: Demon Fox Clan
Description: Corpse of a demon fox
Seemed to have died after giving birth to a ---
What is this?! Something that looked like a status window appeared in front of me. It looked exactly the same as a stat window from video games.
With the big window screen covering everything in my field of view, I could feel energy being sucked out of me. I was feeling drowsy, this was too much information for me to handle.
*Yawn*
Closing my heavy eyelids, I fell asleep.
***
Day 2
Waking up to see my mother’s carcass in front of my face was not a pretty sight. Her corpse was brutally mutilated and defiled in the worst way possible. The skin on her corpse were torn inside out. The only thing left of her once magnificent body was her skeleton and decaying flesh.
At least it's not me…
Name: ???
Stolen story; please report.
Level: ???
HP: ???
MP: ???
Species: Demon Fox
Affiliation: ???
Description: Here lies the skeleton of a Demon Fox
Argh… That same annoying stat window appeared in front of me again. It seemed that the descriptions and the information depicted on the window had change.
Now how do I get rid of that annoying menu…
*Status bar close*
I whisper that in my head and sure enough, the window closed. Thank god.
Looking around my surroundings, I was still in the same cave that I was in before. I felt weak. I could not move my legs at all.
*Growl*
There goes my stomach. I’m hungry. I have not eaten a single meal since leaving the womb. If I have no choice I might have to resort to eating my mother’s flesh. Surprisingly I did not feel any piety towards her, to me she was just the creature that gave birth to me. No more, no less.
After an hour, I started to hear noise coming from the entrance of the cave. Depending on who the perpetrator was, this could be my demise.
Two foxes that looked similar to my mother entered the cave.
*Status bar open*
Name: Vanguard
Level: 34
HP: 572/612
MP: 211/211
Species: Demon Fox
Affiliation: Demon Fox Clan
Description: A member of the demon fox clan
Name: Roguard
Level: 19
HP: 2019/2019
MP: -/-
Species: Demon Fox Chief
Affiliation: Demon Fox Clan
Description: Chief of the demon fox clan
They seem to come from the same tribe as my mother. Hopefully they are friendly.
Sure enough, the demon fox named Vanguard walked up to me and fed me meat through mouth to mouth. The meat was raw, but it was chewy and delicious. It tasted like chicken, the only difference was that the meat was rougher.
Vanguard had the same black fur as my mother, he had dignified and grandiose feel. But Roguard’s fur was different. He had the same black fur but his sides had vibrant red stripes cutting across it and on his face was a scar that covered his right eye. His posture had a noble feel to it as well. Just by looking at the way he stood, you could tell that he was strong.
After Vanguard fed me the meal, I fell asleep.
***
Day 3
I woke up in a different cave. The cave was much bigger and had various rocks surrounding the place as if it were an arena. The air here felt fresher as compared to the damp air in the previous cave. Looking around, I could see my brethren staring at me. Looks like I was thrown onto the corner of the cave.
The eyes the foxes had were the same as the humans I grew up with... those same eyes. Apparently it seemed that they think that I could not be trusted. Being bullied and shunned was considered the norm for me.
Taking a deep breath and standing up, I saw my reflection on a nearby ore. I was not a fox. I was different. My fur was pure white, the complete opposite of the fur of a demon fox. My face was as flat as a board, you could say that I had a face of a cat. My body was also not that of a cub. I was large for my size but not as big as the adult demon foxes in the cave. But the main difference between me and everyone in the cave was that I did not have a tail.
Am I not a demon fox? Am I going to get eaten here?
With the swing of one of my paws, I shattered the ore into half. The foxes around me started to get hostile. Some started to bark as they started to take an aggressive stand against me. The fear of the possibility of a second death gripped me.
A large howl that came from the back of the cave. The howl echoed though the once noisy cave and with that, all the foxes fell silent. They then made a path in an orderly fashion and Roguard with Vanguard by his side walked up to me elegantly.
“Who are you?”
The language they spoke was most definitely not English, but for some reason I understood the language they spoke. Roguard’s face had a stern and serious expression, if I were to talk back to him, he would most certainly kill me in an instant.
“I-I am… I don’t have a name.”
“Well then nameless one. What was thou doing next to the corpse of thy wife?”
“I’m not sure. My mother Siguard just gave birth to me, I don’t really kno-“
“SILENCE! How does thou know of that name?”
“I don’t know there was a screen that app-”
“This vile creature deserves an execution. Throw thou into the pit.”
When I mentioned my mother’s name, Roguard slammed his front paw on the ground; making the cave shake. The unstable rocks from the ceiling of the cave started to fall as the cave trembled at the angry demon fox leader’s rage.
The foxes started to approach me slowly, one by one. The only sound that echoed throughout the cave were my screams, and my pleas for help were ignored. I was mauled, bitten by the foxes. The pain was unbearable. The bone on my front paw snapped due to the pressure of the bites. The skin on my back got torn along with my fur leaving my flesh exposed. After the seemly endless torture, I passed out.
***
It was dark, pitch black. It seemed like déjà vu as what I was feeling right now was exactly the same when I was at the void. I could not feel anything. I felt so much pain at that moment in time that my senses numbed.
The rain that fell onto my injured body woke me up. Slowly opening my eyes, I found out that I was in a hole. Looking up, I could see the night sky in the air. With the moon being my only source of light, I could not see the entrance of the pit at all. It seemed too high up. Looks like escaping is impossible.
A single tear ran down my cheeks. Why…? Why me..? What did I do to deserve such harsh treatment?
With all those lingering thoughts in my head. I felt determination running through my veins. My thoughts emptied to a single word. REVENGE.
Those foxes judged me for being different. Humans judged me for being different. No matter where I go, I will be treated the same. I will just be an outcast. “Insanity is doing the same thing over and over but expecting a different result.”
That’s right. I was naive in believing that this was my second shot in life. It was my fault for thinking that people would treat me differently. If life won’t change to fit me, I will change life to fit my needs. I will get my revenge on anyone that crosses my path. I swear that I will never be in this situation ever again.
Laying on the dampened ground with water droplets falling onto my ragged up fur, I viciously howled towards the moon after taking in a deep breath to signify my quest for revenge.
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