Fenrir's Journey : I Shall Devour The Heavens!

When its Master returned the next time, the Kobold almost hadn't sensed him at all. It wasn't until he was nearby that the link between them brought it back from the endless cycle of pain. When the warm feeling spread through its body, the Kobold wanted nothing more than to latch onto that warmth. It didn't like be alone, not one bit...As if understanding its pain, the Kobold's Master gently stroked its head and said, "I won't leave you in here anymore...I'm sorry for making you have to go through this." Though it didn't understand its Master's words, the Kobold felt an elation, unlike anything it had ever experienced before. It believed that the loneliness would go away forever this time. Just imagining, yes, 'imagining', spending all of its time by it's Master's side made the Kobold unbelievably excited...This time, after another series of happy moments, it's Master turned to it and passed his warm fingers through the mangy coat of fur before saying, "The next time, I'll be sure to help you become stronger. I'll try not to keep you waiting long..." Not understanding what its Master was saying, the Kobold simply nodded its head. The care and concern it was receiving was the only thing that mattered, at least until a 'collapsing' feeling appeared in its body. In the next instant, the Kobold found itself within its core once again. Then, as it had experienced a very long time ago, it was surrounded by endless darkness. A feeling of profound sadness spread through the Kobold's 'heart' but, as the bond it had towards its Master was still active, it decided to believe in his words once again...Fortunately, the wait this time wasn't nearly as long as the previous times. The Kobold felt happy when it finally came out of its core once again, at least until it saw that it was in the strange space with the scary girl. A panic, unlike anything it had ever experienced, began to spread through its body. If not for the warm energy coming from its Master, the Kobold felt like it wouldn't have been able to go on. However, this fear faded away very quickly when it's Master uttered the words that would change its life forever, "From now on...you shall bear the record of Fenrir!"A massive flood of energy began to enter the body of the Kobold, now understanding it was named Fenrir. The energy was overwhelming but caused an incredible excitement to spread through Fenrir's body because this was an energy that belonged to it. When the flood of energy began to cease, Fenrir turned towards the hateful space overhead and, channeling the power inside of itself, began to destroy it. Now that it had power, it refused to be held inside this space once again. Even if its Master didn't want to take it along, Fenrir was determined to follow him. It wanted to prove that it was no longer the weak and frail Kobold of the past...(Fenrir's Commentary: 'Fenrir remembers that moment...it is a precious memory')

While trying to break out of the accursed prison that kept it away from its Master, Fenrir continued trying to 'break' free. Unfortunately, the energy in its body wasn't enough to support the endeavor and, without the overwhelming flow of energy that gave it shape, Fenrir began to feel weak. The light that had encompassed its body faded away and, looking at its own paws, Fenrir noticed it had changed a lot more than it expected. Not only had its power increased greatly, but the form it had seemed closer to that of the hateful and smelly blond-haired woman.However, before it could investigate its new form further, an overwhelming feeling of hunger spread through its body. In an instant, it was almost like the hunger had 'possessed' Fenrir and it felt the urge to devour everything in its path. Turning to its Master, the only 'good' thing it had ever known, Fenrir uttered its first words, "Master, hungry, feed Fenrir, please, hungry!" Unable to structure its words into a proper sentence, Fenrir just focused on conveying its intent as best it could.The feeling of hunger continued to grow even stronger and, though it resisted the idea as much as it could, Fenrir felt that, if its Master didn't feed it soon, it would have to make the hunger go away by eating him. Fortunately, matching Fenrir's expectations, its Master began to produce a lot of food for it. Unlike in the past, the food had no real flavor but, ever so slightly, the hunger within its body began to fade away. It was a little annoying when its Master made it wear something called panties, but Fenrir tolerated it in exchange for even more food...Unlike in the past, when its Master stroked Fenrir's head, this time Fenrir wanted to 'keep' the feeling for as long as possible. It used its new paws to tightly hold onto its Master's arm, insisting that he continues the comfortable petting. Since the hungry feeling in its stomach was eased slightly by the energy coming in through its head, Fenrir wanted to stay connected to its Master forever. Forever seemed impossible, however, as the claws on Fenrir's paws began to grow, tearing into the flesh of its Master as he broke free. Fenrir felt mortified by the fact that it had injured its Master but, the moment it saw the fragrant and energy-rich blood fall from his arm and onto the ground, Fenrir stopped caring about anything else. There was a massive amount of energy coming from the blood and, seeing the scary girl always drinking its Master's blood, Fenrir was very curious...Dropping down on all fours, waving its new tail and butt towards the sky, Fenrir lapped up the blood from the ground with an uncontained eagerness. Unlike the other things it had eaten, the blood had a very delicious flavor, unlike anything Fenrir had ever experienced. Feeling simultaneously satisfied, but still hungry, Fenrir looked toward its Master with scarlet eyes, glimmering with expectation as it shouted, "Master, hungry, feed Fenrir, please, hungry!"(Fenrir's Commentary: 'Gnuuu...Master's blood makes my body hot...')

Other than the warmth of its Master, loneliness seemed to be the only emotion the Kobold could feel. It was almost like the emotion completely encompassed its body, threatening to consume what little self-awareness it had. Unable to deal with the loneliness any longer, the Kobold began scratching at the trees in the garden, digging holes, and pulling up grass. It 'needed' to do something, anything, to keep it distracted from the loneliness. The only thing that kept it going was the 'trust' it had towards the only existence that had ever treated it kindly, it's Master...It hurt...everything hurt...its stomach, muscles, bones, everything. The Kobold felt like the pain of loneliness had completely soaked through its existence. If not for the 'promise' of it's Master, the Kobold felt like the pain would have been unbearable. It would be 'so easy' to just simply end everything...it just had to make the scary girl angry...but it didn't. It 'couldn't' betray its Master like that, not after everything that had happened...not after it waited so long. It wanted to be 'good', just like it's Master always told it to be...Just as the pain seemed completely unbearable, the Kobold sensed the presence of its Master once again. If it had tear ducts, the Kobold would have cried as it weakly tried to lift its body and go to its Master. Then, just as before, its Master came to it with a face full of concern and the happy times began again. This time, knowing that this moment wasn't likely to last, the Kobold did its utmost to spend as much time as possible with its Master. Even when he was hard at work in the warm and cozy 'workshop' that he had built, the Kobold stayed nearby. Just watching its Master hard at work made it feel content and, whenever he would take a break, the Kobold wanted to be nearby to show its support...As it expected, the sad and lonely times came once again, this time in what felt like a very short period of time. Everything was so much better whenever its Master was around so, seeing him leave this space, the Kobold felt dread. However, just at it had done both times before, the Kobold resolved itself to wait patiently. Its Master had done so much for it, all without ever asking for anything in return. Thus, trusting in the 'promise' its Master had made, the Kobold waited once again, no matter how painful and lonely things became...It hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...it hurt...Feeling as though something inside of itself had broken, the Kobold could only repeat the same thought over and over within its small mind. It didn't truly understand the seed that had formed but, on an instinctual level, it knew what it was feeling was an emotional pain that was beyond tolerance...(Fenrir's Commentary: 'It is painful being lonely...')

Chapter 5: Name