"How did it come to this? Why? I was just sleeping peacefully!"

A tiny cat walks in the forest covered with wounds as it stumbles from time to time. It has shiny dark fur and white tiger-like stripes on its back.

The cat coughed a mouthful of blood as he laid down powerlessly while its body twitches from time to time.

"Gkh!... With my conditions, even small animals can kill me! How did I deserve any of this?"

The black cat recalls his memory. A gigantic blacked furred with white stripes on its back can be seen sleeping soundly on a secluded valley in the south.

It is a behemoth, a God-class monster.

When he first came into being, he found that the warmth in his master is the best in the world. However, he suddenly vanished like a mist.

Lost and didn't know what to do, Behemoth cowered in a cave to wait for his master's return. He sleeps through the years but there was no sign of his master returning.

He thought that his master didn't want him anymore so he abandoned him but recalling the warmth on his hands, Behemoth erased the negative thought.

He started thinking positively and thought that his master might also be lost so he has to find him. Behemoth journeyed the world and encountered many monsters.

He killed the hostile ones while leaving the more docile monsters. He remembered that his master has the authority over all the monsters that's why he didn't kill wantonly.

However, he didn't find any clue regarding the whereabouts of his master. He has only one clue about his master.

Behemoth got tired of searching and sleeps from time to time. It's been 1000 years since his creation but he still hasn't found his master.

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He was filled with worry as he looked at the sky whenever he sleeps.

Now, he settled down in a valley in the south. The weather in this place is very humid. Birds chirping casually as they flew around the valley.

Small animals gather fruits on the trees while big monsters are strolling the area carelessly.

The Behemoth was napping languidly in the base of the valley.

Suddenly, monsters were disturbed while the birds flew away in panic. The Behemoth opened his eyes to survey the surroundings when a roar filled with madness echoed.

A giant dragon with silver scales descended from the sky. Its eyes were red from craziness as it started rampaging on the ground.

It was a Bahamut, also a God-class monster. The Behemoth felt dread creeping out his fur and started backing away.

Bahamut noticed the gigantic figure easily as it started attacking him without concern. He rammed the Behemoth and slashed it with his claws.

Behemoth's fur is a natural defensive hide for them. Weapons from humans couldn't leave a scratch on his fur. However, his body was slashed as a long line of a wound can be seen on his body.

Behemoth screamed in pain. He glared at the Bahamut hatefully as he began his counter attack.

He rushed towards Bahamut and bite it. Despite that, Behemoth could not pierce Its tough scale with his fangs.

Bahamut roared as he flung the gigantic body of the Behemoth and activated [Light Magic: Judgement Ray] in quick succession.

Behemoth took the hit and was further injured. Perceiving that physical attacks won't work, Behemoth activated his magic with his huge mana pool.

Gathering four elements at the same time, It coalesced and became a dark blue beam. It is an inherent skill of the Behemoth that he knew ever since his creation.

[Four Elements: Gamma Beam!]

The dark blue beam shot towards Bahamut. Realizing the danger through its instinct, Bahamut covered his body with a sphere of light.

[Light Magic: Reflect]

The gamma beam collided on the spherical shield-like light but it only bounced off and shot towards the Behemoth.

Behemoth was a bit late to dodge because of his injury and took the damage. His form became small because he used too much mana.

The state he is in is called Mana Conserving form. He has to gather Mana for years to revert back to his true form.

Wounded, behemoth, now in small cat form, used the last of his energy to flee the valley. He moved aimlessly with no specific direction to take.

The Bahamut roared angrily when he lost sight of his enemy. He flew in the air and inhaled in. Fire elements gathered on Bahamut's throat as he breathed fire on the surroundings.

Fire spread on the trees and the grass became ashes. The valley that once a green turned into a wasteland. The dragon, Bahamut, flew away when he found that his enemy escaped.

"GGROOOAAAARRRR!!!"

Only a passing roar of the dragon can be heard as smoke rises from the wasted land.

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"Gkh! I'm dying… Master… where are you?..."

Traces of blood were left as the small cat moves. Exhausted, he laid down on a bush and panted. His eyes became heavy and wanted to sleep.

Suddenly, a silhouette with black hair appeared before his hazy eyes. Behemoth called out before closing his eyes in relief.

"Mas...ter…" (A/N: What Yamihr heard was just a 'Me...ow' something like that.)