Fenrir's Journey : I Shall Devour The Heavens!

Though she normally didn't care about blood, Fenrir had infused her attack with ice elemental energy to freeze all the small bits into ice. Then, sweeping her hand, Fenrir made all the pieces fly away from her body without getting a single drop on her clothing. She didn't want any part of the disgusting man to touch her, not even a single drop of blood.Slowly but surely, the girl on the ground began to regain the light in her eyes as she realized her assailant had vanished. Looking around, she saw several icy chunks of meat on the ground and, even without understanding what happened, she knew the man who had defiled her was no more. Even so, she didn't feel even a small amount of satisfaction at the moment and just began to sob uncontrollably while picking up the small remnants of her torn dress. She wanted nothing more than to simply hide away her shame from the world but, no matter how much she scrounged up, there wasn't enough clothing in the world to restore her lost dignity...Fenrir had already moved away from the girl because, even though she felt bad for her, Fenrir couldn't stand to see someone like that. It was a lot like how her friend Preasia had been in the past, before Master had saved her. Though she could now protect the girl, Fenrir had already started to realize that her appearance in this world was abnormal. She needed to master her transformation ability if she wanted to interact with other people and, for the time being, also needed to deal with her hunger.Seeing the state of the girl, Fenrir's dormant hunger was surging until it had started to cloud her mind. Afraid that she might start targetting the very people she saved, Fenrir fled into the depth of the forest and began looking for prey to sate her hunger. She knew, deep down, that it would take a lot of food to make this pain go away. Without her Master to help her, Fenrir realized that, at the very least this world, was a cruel and dark place. Her Master had protected her from the darkness for a very long time and, now that she had been taken from his side, Fenrir was alone in a world where cruel people preyed upon the weak.Determined not to be the 'prey', Fenrir decided she needed to increase her strength even further before involving herself with the rest of the world. She also needed to be able to disguise her appearance to match humans since, much like her previous world, people didn't seem to be too kind to those with different appearances. Since even the people she had saved looked at her like she were a monster, Fenrir knew it wouldn't be a good idea to go into a town just yet.After moving more than a thousand kilometers away from where the attack had happened, Fenrir found the first scent trail she could find and began following the aroma to its origin. Soon after, a large red panda monster, nearly 6m tall, appeared within Fenrir's sight. It was eating strange purple fruit from a massive tree, the perfect accompaniment for the meal she was about to partake of. Still, even after consuming the panda in its entirety, Fenrir wasn't even remotely sated...Several hours later, with scarlet eyes glowing fiercely, Fenrir looked towards the waning moon and released a feral howl that sent shivers down the spine of any monster that heard it. This night, not a single monster would be afforded a peaceful sleep until the ravenous wolf girl had eaten her fill...(Fenrir's Commentary: 'It hurts...so hungry...Master...')

Fenrir didn't know how much time had passed since the start of her massacre and the end. All she remembered was, by the time she had finally relieved the hunger in her body, most of her clothing had been ripped to shreds while the rest was dyed a deep red, rigid from the amount of blood that had soaked through it. If not for her ability to create new clothing with her magic power, Fenrir would have been left with nothing but the bottoms her Master had given her, and the top that she could rematerialize at will, restoring its original state in an instant.Running her paws along the bloodstained blue fur on her forearm, Fenrir watched the flecks of dried blood flakes off of her. Her Master had always helped clean her body in the past so, though Fenrir hadn't originally liked baths, she had come to enjoy cleanliness. People treated her much better than when she was dirty and, though he usually didn't seem to mind, Fenrir knew her Master was happier when she was clean. Thus, deciding that her current appearance wasn't appropriate, Fenrir mustered up her magic power and made a swirling sphere of water before using it to wash her body.Once all the blood was gone, Fenrir felt very refreshed and, though the night air was very cold, it helped to calm her anxiety and ease her mind. Knowing that the hunger would eventually return, Fenrir decided to take preliminary action to restrain it so, after finding a flat area on a stone surface, Fenrir sat down in a lotus position and began to meditate.She didn't know the specifics, but there were at least four different moons that Fenrir had seen in the sky during her stay in this world. They were a variety of different colors and seemed to go through their own lunar cycles. However, much larger than the other three, there was a pale white moon that emitted a gentle glow, always present, always full, so much so that it was even slightly visible during the daytime. Since her meditation technique focused on the development of Water, Ice, and Yin Elemental energies, Fenrir benefitted greatly from meditating under the massive moon's glow.After focusing her mind to the limit, the first phase of her meditation technique, Fenrir 'solidified' each of the images that were troubling her heart. Then, while breathing in the strange energy that pervaded throughout her body, Fenrir willed those images to fade away, not stopping until they had completely flowed out of her mind. This cycle repeated a seemingly infinite number of times, causing Fenrir to realize there were 'a lot' of things troubling her lately. At the forefront of them all was her sudden separation from her Master, the one image Fenrir adamantly refused to let go of.Even now, though they were separated by a vast and unknown distance, Fenrir could still feel the connection she shared with her beloved Master. It is what gave her the strength to continue forward, constantly striving to become even stronger so that she could one day stand by his side again. She would either have to go to him, or wait for him to come to her, but, until that time, Fenrir would never give up hope. As for everything else, even the images of all the people she had come to care about while staying in the Hearth Manor, Fenrir slowly began to let them all go...(Fenrir's Commentary: 'One day, I will return to that warm place and make friends with everyone again...until then, I need only my Master to push me forward. Please, Master, give me strength...')

Fenrir saw that there were several men, many appearing in their late twenties, attacking a group of young men and women. The attackers looked like a bunch of beggars and bandits while the group they were attacking all had similar white outfits as the previous girl. Fenrir remembered she said something about belonging to a Sect and, though she didn't understand what a Sect was, Fenrir deduced it was some kind of organization. Her Master had created an organization called the Alliance, so Fenrir wasn't too surprised that something similar would exist in this world.Seeing there were several corpses on the ground, Fenrir furrowed her brows before attacking the group of men from behind. Just like she had dealt with the previous man, Fenrir cut off all of their legs from the knee down, sending them tumbling to the ground mid laughter. Before any of the young men and women could 'tell' her what to do, Fenrir glared at them and said, "If you want to kill them, that is your business. Don't make me do your dirty work..." Without waiting for their response, Fenrir moved to the last source of conflict, this one coming from an area away from the larger group.Fenrir followed the sounds until she came to an area that would have been hard to spot if her senses weren't so sharp. Coming from a beneath a thicket, which hid a small incline, Fenrir heard the sound of pained sobbing, fervent grunts, and something like meat being slapped. Peering through the thicket, Fenrir's pupils became like lines as she saw a rough and muscular man pressing down one of the young women, whose dress had been torn apart, viciously ravishing her body.Back when Fenrir first became a woman, one of the things she had been taught about was that there were cruel men in the world that would take advantage of weaker women. Fenrir had only ever cared about her Master so, when a man had brushed against her butt in the past, she had wanted to cut off both of his hands. Seeing this young woman with a 'dead' expression in her eyes as she cried muffled sobs through the man's fingers, Fenrir felt something 'break' inside of her.The hunger she often kept at bay began creeping up as a powerful urge to devour everything spread through her mind. Turning her head towards the sky, with crystal tears falling from her face, Fenrir muttered, "Master, I'm sorry..." The assailing rapist heard her small mutter, jumping away from the young woman and pulling out a black dagger as he shouted, "Who!?" Then, seeing Fenrir at the top of the incline, his expression turned into one of disgust as he exclaimed, "Demon!" and leaped toward her.Ignoring the man's existence, Fenrir looked down at the bruised and battered woman on the ground, feeling an indignant rage at how someone could be so cruel. Feeling her hair stand on end, Fenrir turned her scarlet eyes towards the man and, without any further hesitation, shredded his body into several small pieces with her claws...(Fenrir's Commentary: 'Master...this world seems so cruel...I miss you...')

Chapter 26: Hunger