The deeper I went into the forest, the more oppressive the atmosphere became.
It wasn’t like the sunny clearing near my burrow, where the grass was soft, the flowers smelled sweet, and the only real danger was overeating. No, this part of the forest was… different. The air felt thicker, cooler, almost heavy. The once-vivid greens of the foliage were muted here, shrouded in deep shadows cast by the towering trees overhead. Even the wind seemed reluctant to pass through. The air… it’s suffocating.
And then there was the silence.
Not the peaceful, relaxing kind of silence, but the eerie kind that crawled under your skin and made you hyper-aware of every little sound—like the snap of a twig or the rustle of leaves. A silence so loud that your mind will be left abuzz.
My ears twitched constantly, swiveling at every faint noise. The faint tingling sensation of Danger Sense buzzed at the edge of my awareness. It wasn’t full-blown panic—just a low, persistent hum, like a distant alarm. Whatever this skill was, it seemed to be warning me that something was wrong.
I wasn’t alone here.
The thought made my fur stand on end. I’d only been a rabbit for about a day, but even I could tell this wasn’t the place for someone—or something—as defenseless as me.
But I couldn’t turn back now. That strange energy… it was getting stronger. The faint pulse I’d felt earlier was more distinct now, like a heartbeat thrumming through the earth. Whatever it was, it had to be important, right? Maybe it was some kind of treasure, or a legendary item that could turn me into something stronger—like a dragon rabbit or a magical beast not that I mind, actually that would be really cool.
Imagine me being a huge-ass Draconic rabbit rampaging around towns and kingdoms with nothing to stop my path I will go on to dominate this world. I am inevitable! Just kidding.
“Or,” I muttered to myself, “it could be a death trap. That’s cool too.”
Whatever it is, was it really right for me to continue in this direction? The problem is, even though I have thoughts of going back, there’s the stinky dog waiting for me back there, and here in front of me is a place that feels like ants are crawling beneath my skin. It’s one or the other, well I’ve already died once, let’s gamble my life again.
I hopped forward cautiously, keeping my ears perked and my nose twitching.
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As I ventured deeper, the trees exuded an eerie air as they grew closer together, their gnarled roots twisting over one another like the grasping fingers of ancient hands. Shafts of light barely pierced the canopy above, leaving much of the ground cloaked in shadow. It feels like somewhat, this forest is alive, not alive as a simple tree but alive in the sense that it feels like a huge incomprehensible being is looking down at me with each hop I take.
The hum of my Danger Sense buzzed louder now. It wasn’t overwhelming, but it was enough to keep me on edge. I found myself glancing over my shoulder every few minutes, half-expecting to see glowing eyes or a shadowy predator stalking me.
But there was nothing.
At least, nothing I could see.
The forest, however, was alive in other ways. Strange markings were carved into some of the trees, faintly glowing a dull blue. They reminded me of runes, like something out of the RPGs I used to play. Were they just decorations, or did they have some sort of function? Come to think of it, the roots kind of look like tentacles wrapped around the trees.
As I passed one of the trees, my fur prickled, and Danger Sense flared for a brief moment. I stopped, staring at the strange carving. It was circular, with jagged lines branching outward like a spider’s web.
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“What is this?” I muttered, hopping closer. My paw instinctively reached out to touch the bark—
BZZT!
A sharp jolt of energy snapped through my body, sending me skittering backward. My ears flattened against my head as I glared at the tree. “Okay, note to self: don’t touch the glowing weird stuff.”
The hum of Danger Sense settled back to its usual low buzz as I shook myself off and continued forward.
Still, I couldn’t shake the feeling that the forest itself was watching me now.
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After what felt like an eternity of careful hopping, I paused in a small clearing to catch my breath. The strange energy was close now—so close I could feel its faint pulse thrumming beneath my paws. But before I could investigate further, the tingling of Danger Sense flared up again.
This time, it was sharp and immediate, like a siren going off in my head.
I froze. My ears twitched, straining to pick up any sound, and my nose twitched as I sniffed the air.
Something was here.
And then I saw it—a flicker of movement in the shadows, low to the ground.
It wasn’t a wolf this time, but something smaller. Sneakier. A wildcat, maybe? Its fur was striped in dark shades of gray and black, and its green eyes gleamed with a predatory intensity that made my heart race.
The cat prowled forward, muscles rippling under its fur as it moved with terrifying grace.
“Oh, come on,” I whispered. “Why can’t you guys just leave me alone?! I’m not even tasty! You won’t even be full when you eat me you stupid cat!”
The wildcat crouched low, preparing to pounce. My instincts screamed at me to run, but I didn’t move. Not yet.
Instead, I focused on the tingling sensation of Danger Sense. It wasn’t just a warning system—it was more than that. I could feel the wildcat’s intent, the tension in its body as it calculated the perfect moment to strike.
And then it moved.
I activated Bounce just as the wildcat lunged, its claws swiping through the space where I’d been just moments ago. My legs propelled me into the air, carrying me to safety on the other side of the clearing.
Looking back at the cat, I knew that it was now pissed off, learning that it won’t be an easy dinner this time.
The wildcat hissed in frustration, spinning around to face me. It stalked forward again, slower this time, its green eyes locked onto me.
I kept my focus on Danger Sense, feeling for the subtle shifts in the wildcat’s intent. When it tensed up again, I was ready.
The moment it lunged, I dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding its claws. I didn’t just rely on my instincts this time—I relied on the rhythm of its movements, the faint signals my new skill was giving me.
It lunged again, and again I dodged, using Bounce to keep myself out of reach.
“Yeah, that’s right!” I taunted, even as my heart pounded in my chest. “You can’t touch me! I’m untouchable! I’m—”
I tripped on a root.
The wildcat didn’t hesitate. It pounced, claws outstretched, and I braced myself for the worst—
BZZZT!
A sharp jolt of energy crackled through the air, sending the wildcat screeching backward. It landed in a heap, dazed and shaking, before scrambling to its feet and darting off into the trees.
I blinked, heart still hammering, as I realized what had happened. I’d tripped into another one of those glowing runes, and apparently, they didn’t just shock curious rabbits—they shocked anything that got too close.
“Well, I guess even the forest hates predators,” I muttered, picking myself up.
The Danger Sense buzz faded, signaling that I was safe—at least for now.
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With the wildcat gone, I turned my attention back to the strange energy source. It was just ahead, in the center of the clearing.
As I hopped closer, I saw it: a large, flat stone embedded in the ground, covered in glowing runes similar to the ones on the trees. In the center of the stone was a small pedestal, and atop the pedestal rested a faintly glowing crystal that’s wrapped by tree trunks that kinda looks like tentacles.
The crystal pulsed with the same rhythm I’d been feeling all along.
“What is this?” I murmured, my eyes fixed on the glowing object.
The moment I stepped onto the stone, a new notification appeared in my vision:
[You have discovered an Ancient Relic (Unknown).]
[Do you wish to absorb its energy? Warning: Absorbing the energy may trigger unknown effects.]
“Unknown effects, huh?” I said, tilting my head. “Sounds like a terrible idea.”
I stared at the crystal for a moment, weighing my options. This could be dangerous—potentially life-threatening—but it could also be the key to climbing the top of the hierarchy of the food chain.
“Eh, screw it,” I said finally. “Fortune favors the bold, right?”
I reached out, touching the crystal with one paw. The moment I made contact, a surge of energy shot through me, and everything went white.
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When the light faded, the rabbit found himself changed. His Danger Sense had grown sharper, more precise, but it came with a price: visions of the past, echoes of the forest’s ancient history, and a glimpse of a shadowy figure watching him from afar.