Fenrir's Journey : I Shall Devour The Heavens!

After entering the City, Fenrir knew that the first thing she needed to do was find a place to stay. Though she didn't require sleep, it would make her stand out even more if she was seen wandering around during the middle of the night. She also needed to avoid areas that were frequented by the various Clans and Sects, especially after seeing how people had been reacting to her presence upon arrival.Fenrir knew from her Master's constant praise that she was very cute and, after her practicing [Mind of Still Water, Heart of Eternal Ice], her physical appearance had improved. This was the reason why she had chosen to wear clothing that covered her figure and made her look like a Mercenary, even though they were very uncomfortable to wear. However, given how people were already staring at her, Fenrir knew it would be even worse if she wore dresses, skirts, and shorts.Since she wanted to avoid meeting some disgusting people that thought she needed to pander to them, Fenrir planned to stick to the districts where civilians congregated. After familiarizing herself with the city a bit, she would then go to the Mercenaries Guild and try to gather information. If would also be beneficial for obtaining an identity for herself, even though it didn't really matter to her if people knew who she was. However, she knew from training with Eva for those four years that being 'famous' or 'infamous' were ways to prevent some trouble from coming your way. Though you would likely be pestered by those wanting to make a name for themselves by trying to attack you, the majority of people would avoid trying to offend you. After that, the only thing you needed was personal strength and most troubles could be dealt with easily.It took a little while, as she had been trying to familiarize herself with the city and avoid crowded streets, but Fenrir found a small inn that only costs 10 silver per night. Most of the coins she had were gold, so Fenrir gave the lady running reception a gold coin before being led to a small room that was around 5x5m with a screen door leading to a wooden bath. This world didn't seem to have the concept of using magic cores to generate electricity and, Fenrir was disgusted to find out that they didn't even have running water. The only way to get clean water was to draw it from a well and the only way to have a light in your room was to a glass lamp with a candle inside.Though she had never experienced the advanced technology that Eva had talked about, Fenrir believed that it wasn't difficult to increase the standard of living so that everyone had clean water to drink. The fact that the toilet just had a long pipe leading downwards, without even any water to clean the basin, made Fenrir's dislike of this world much greater. Yes, she didn't need to rely on such things, as she had never used the bathroom in her entire life. However, the fact that so many Cultivators lived lavish lifestyles, while the people that 'served' them lived in such poverty, made Fenrir disgusted...(Fenrir's Commentary: 'There are millions of people in this city, and they don't even have running water...')(A/N: I know Fenrir might seem a little pretentious, but you have to remember that she is suffering from separation anxiety and had been raised in an environment where people always tried to help each other out. Even places like Maria's Orphanage, in the slums of Daedalus Street, had running water and proper waste disposal systems o_o...)

Within Heavenly Moon City, unless you were one of the major Clans or Sects, you had a curfew that usually required you to stay indoors after the sun went down. Though there weren't any major penalties, being discovered walking around in the dark could get you suspected for criminal intent. As a result, most shops, outside of a certain glowing red district, didn't stay open very long after darkness had fallen upon the city. Since Fenrir had been aware of this fact, as the gates usually closed after the sun had started to disappear over the horizon, she too spent the night quietly in her room...At least, that is how Fenrir intended to spend the evening. A few hours after most people would have gone to sleep, Fenrir detected the presence of three people sneaking around her room. They could have just been other people staying in the Inn, but she had always been very perceptive with abnormally developed senses. Not only were her instincts sharper than most animals, but all six of Fenrir's senses were hyper-developed.She could track smells over thousands of kilometers with each, see vast distances, regardless of how much light was available, discern hundreds of different sounds simultaneously, and even senses the flow of energy in and around her body. Her sense of touch had always been a little dull, as her nerves were apparently deeper than normal, but her 'awareness' of everything around her body had always been very high. As for taste...well, before she came to this world, Fenrir had graded things based on how 'crunchy' they were, not their flavor...With her enhanced senses, and even sharper instincts, Fenrir knew these three men had undoubtedly come here for her. Realizing this, her scarlet eyes had started to glow because, even though she put in so much effort not to draw attention to herself, trouble came to find her. These men were obviously stronger than normal civilians, so Fenrir believed they were likely the members of a Clan, or the servants of a Sect. She didn't know who had taken notice of her, but Fenrir could hardly restrain her killing intent knowing that, even with her efforts to avoid trouble, there were people in this world that thought so highly of themselves that they sought death at her claws.While pretending to be deep in her meditation, Fenrir waited for the men to make their move, knowing their guard would be lowered if they thought her's already was. Then, somewhat against her expectations, a smell started to spread through the room that was both odorless, but 'annoying' smelling at the same time. Realizing they were trying to play dirty, Fenrir stopped caring about her act and just leaned forward slightly. The moment her feet touched the floor, Fenrir vanished from her spot and, as if not time had passed at all, the entire wall where the men had been hiding had become a blooming ice flower.Not even bothering to check the corpses of the three men, Fenrir ignored that chaos that had started to spread in the surrounding rooms and, as she passed by the owner of the Inn, drew her claws across his neck without a word. The man fell to the ground, gurgling blood as he tried to stymy the large volume of deep red life essence draining from his wound. Fenrir had noticed that, unlike the panic of other people, the man seemed somewhat 'surprised' to see her and tried to say something. Since she had made so much effort to hide her trail, the only way they could have known which room she was in required someone to tell them...(Fenrir's Commentary: 'The moon is full. Tonight, I shall hunt. Master, please give me strength...')

Without any hesitation in her steps, Fenrir approached the massive Heavenly Moon City gate. There were hundreds of soldiers present, each wearing similarly designed armors and holding spears. The few that looked different, generally having red armor, or the robes of a Cultivator, watched over everything from their posts, high atop the city walls. Fenrir noticed that the strongest person present seemed to be a middle-aged man with sleek black hair tied up into a long ponytail. He was greying at the sides, but his face still had a semblance of youth, even with his cold countenance that caused all the other guards to avert their eyes and lower their heads when he was near.To avoid any problems, Fenrir had waited until the middle-aged man had left his post before she made her entrance. Even so, the reaction of the guards, and those waiting for entry, was different than she expected. Everyone turned their heads to observe her as she walked up to a chubby man that was in charge of allowing people access to the city. Ignoring the gazes of others, even though they made her skin feel itchy, Fenrir turned her gaze to match the man's and said, "I want to enter the city." in an icy tone.Breaking from his stupor, the fat man wiped his palms against his trousers and produced a crooked smile as he asked, "Where did this fairy come from? You don't seem to be from around here...are you a Mercenary from another region? What is your reason for coming to Heavenly Moon City?" As he was speaking, the fat man let his eyes wander all over her body and, seeing that she only looked at him with a cold glare in return, he began to feel a little emboldened. From his perspective, Fenrir, while looking intimidating, couldn't be very strong because her cultivation seemed transient and unstable.Fenrir squinted her scarlet eyes, feeling the desire to pluck out the fat man's for looking at her in such a way. Flexing her fingers a little, a habit she had developed when her hands were still paws, Fenrir said plainly, "My origins are not your concern. My purpose is my own. This city has no restrictions about who can enter, nor are there any requirements to discuss my affairs with a simple guard. Get out of my way, or the next time you decide to eye my body, I will feed them to you..."Because of her [Absolute Obscurance], given to her by the strange voice when she entered the world, it was impossible for other people to read her Cultivation. However, even gods would feel intimidated under her gaze in the previous world, much less this fat man before her. The moment Fenrir focused her gaze upon him, he began to sweat and tremble while the people who had previously been staring at her turned away, some even going so far as to talk to people they've never met before to avoid drawing attention to themselves.Snorting through her nose, Fenrir tossed two golden coins at the man before walking through the gate without anyone obstructing her path. She had obtained the money by looting the corpses of people she had found within the forests, knowing it would be necessary to gain access to the city and procure a place to rest. As for the amount, that was something she had learned by observing those entering and exiting, which required civilians to pay 5 silver while Mercenaries had to pay 2 gold. In this world, money had denominations of copper, silver, gold, black-gold, purple-gold, and star platinum. It took 100 of the previous denomination to make up a single piece of the higher grade currency, meaning 1 star platinum would be worth ten billion copper...(Fenrir's Commentary: 'Disgusting, filthy, fat pig! How dare other people look at Fenrir's body!?')

Chapter 33: Disgust