Cazador

by I Dalmata Fan I

Human is lost in a world full of anthropomorfics animals ..., and he is disappointed. (Harem) (slow burn)

1. Prologe

3 months

It has been about 3 months since I arrived at this place. And I still don't have the slightest idea of who or why it is that I was brought to this place.

Where is this place?; it's a ridiculous, colorful world inhabited almost entirely by cute and not-so-cute anthropomorphic animals.

From the moment I arrive I have been doing what I always do when I feel lost ... moving forward.

I walked, and kept walking, never really not caring which direction I was going. I went through entire forests infested with gigantic and infernal creatures that were looking for nothing more than to eat me alive.

I walked, and I kept moving even not caring in which direction my legs would end up guiding me. Break through and raze entire bandit camps full of anthropomorphic animals.

time passed, and I continued to advance, regardless of how quickly the months turned into years.

And over time, answers came to questions that I had never been interested in searching for answers to before.

in this world in which I am currently advancing, inhabited almost entirely by animals that emulate human behavior.

There were no humans

I was alone

It was a raw and insensitive truth. something that with great regularity would collapse or slow down any reason to move forward in the life of any average human.

But in my case, I was not your typical average human.

I just didn't care enough about being alone. my task is one that I decided for myself would never be completed ... whether in this world or the other.

Over time, the inhabitants of this world gave me a name.

Hunter Envoy's

Enviado del Cazador, translated into Spanish.

I never tried to understand the reason behind why, those creatures that I very often chose to ignore, decided for themselves to give me a name.

My real name was Marcó Diaz.

that they will call me by the title of Cazador, wherever I decided to stop in search of supplies ... It brought back old memories.

Before coming to this world, I was a Cazador. I was part of a group of "people" who were dedicated to hunting and eliminating potential threats that could put at risk the balance of different nations around the globe.

killing, and just waiting to kill again, had to become something natural for all who decided or sought to be members of the Cazadores.

But despite much of what some might be thinking, we were never just brainless tools or attack dogs of any government.

Governments and their leaders could be corrupted.

We do not.

We lived as nothing more than weapons waiting for worthy causes to be used.

some were the few who knew of our existence in my previous world. Those some had the nerve to call us or see us as heroes at times.

It was so funny.

Because they so bad.

were not heroes.

We did not fight for justice or to make the world a better place.

We were just Cazadores looking for prey worth.

It was really a shame that in this world there were not really any prey worthy of my two revolvers.

This world was still too innocent for my liking, rare were the occasions in which I must from time to time met some anthropomorphic animals that seemed to give me some challenge.

there were some creatures that proved to be worthy prey, among them was an adult black woman cat named Bruhilde.

She had a colossal and ostentatious armor covering his entire body except for his head and tail, and she used a strange golden spear with which on more than one occasion he almost destroyed more than one mountain while trying and failing to make me a human shishkabab with it.

That cat had the nerve to seem really confident in our first meeting, with the beautiful magic spear on her paws, she kept jumping around me with the ferocity of a cougar and everything, always thinking of me as if I were the typical cartoon enemy Saturday mornings.

then I pulled out my revolver, and things escalated even more from that point.

I'll summarize it for you: the cat ended up completely ripping off my right arm and I uprooted its damn tail.

I'm ambidextrous so ... I call it an equivalent exchange, and we both end up going our respective paths when we both realize that our limbs are missing.

At least the cat was kind enough to help me cauterize the wound on my now stump.

I tried to invite her before separating to eat something in one of the neighboring bars where our meeting had taken place, but she cordially rejected my offer and withdrew in the opposite direction from mine.

With nothing else to do, and my quota of lost and torn limbs filled for the day, I decided to go get something to eat at the nearest bar.

It was a 30 minute walk that I had to do before reaching the bar.

Bucket Trap, it was the name of the hut that I decided to enter that day, it wasn't very big inside but it had everything that a guy like me needed at that time.

Upon entering, all but one of the animals within it stopped what they were doing and gave me a strange look, which quickly turned into a disturbed one as soon as they noticed the bleeding, bruised and incomplete mess that was my body.

silence reigned throughout the Bucket Trap bar.

Don't mind it, in the eyes of all these anthropomorphic animals I was like some kind of deformed hairless monkey without a tail, so I was more than used to being lived in this way wherever I went for the first time.

the place smelled like a zoo, and it was easy enough to hear how the wood under my combat boots squeaked with every step I took as I got closer and closer to the pub.

as soon as my bruised butt made contact with one of the benches, I realized that I had sat right next to the only animal in the establishment that showed no surprise when it entered the bar.

It was a Wolf with a completely black fur, and as soon as I noticed that it was holding a magazine between its paws with the title 'Summer Hot Tails', I rolled my eyes.

this damned weirdo in the shape of an anthropomorphic wolf still next to me was burying his entire snout in a porn magazine in public.

And he had a fucking erection for the whole world to see.

God, these animals must one day learn the values of wearing pants in public.

I sighed shaking my head and looking away from the perverted wolf sitting next to me. I reached out my only remaining hand to tap the wooden pub a few times and get the bartender's attention.

The bartender, who was a stocky and extremely hairy anthropomorphic ram, quickly shook off his initial surprise at seeing something like what I am and wondered shakily.

"Uh, what can I get you ... sir?"

What am I going to want? Well, I really feel like something sweet. My previous encounter with Bruhilde really made a show inside my mouth, when she decided that crashing my head through a few trees was a good idea.

I still have some taste and chips trapped inside my mouth, and I firmly believe that something sweet and cold would really help me with that specific problem right now.

Attending for myself, and placed my order.

"I want a slice of chocolate cake and a big glass of milk."

the bartender looks at me strangely for a few moments, but after squinting my eyes in his direction he gulps, nods, and leaves quickly for my sweet snack.

"... Heh" the pervy Wolf sitting next to me lets out a laugh in my direction, successfully managing to get my attention, "...This is not a candy store, you know, "he informs me in a flat tone, still without taking his eyes off the porn magazine for a mere second on his paws that he continues to glance at with an apathetic expression.

I made fun of that, I already knew that this place was not a candy store. I've been looking for one since my battle with Bruhilde ended, but this quaint little town seems to attract only the worst animal carrion in the world.

Which translates to: not the best place to open a candy store.

With that in mind, the only place I could really find something to satisfy my fervent sweet tooth would be in a bar.

Something that I find very endearing about this world is that in all its bars, no matter how badly located they may be, they always serve sweet desserts.

I did that at the clear mockery of the Pervy Lobo I only sighed a: "... I wish it was one", and proceeded to drop my head on the pub, hoping to relieve some of the stress from my very battered bones.

A few minutes of apparent tranquility passed, where the other patrons of the bar were only whispering behind my back and the Pervy Lobo things unimportant about the strange hairless monkey, until the bartender returned to make an appearance with my order in their hooves.

on his right hoof was a large glass of bubbly green milk.

Hydra milk, I supposed. Not my favorite, but in this world it is really difficult to find any cow's milk. Mainly because there are anthropomorphic cows so well that they coexist with cows that are not.

on his left hoof was a small blue plate with a large slice of a chocolate cake that had a strawberry on the top.

"Here you go sir. A chocolate cake and a big glass of hydra milk", he placed both in front of me, "do you need anything else?"

I denied and dismissed the bartender with a wave of my hand. Then I proceeded to take one of the silverware that I had still placed next to the cake.

It was just when my fork made contact with every diabetic's nightmare that the bar doors shot out with a thunderous 'pom!', followed by the indignant shrieks of an anthropomorphic Vixen.

"It's that over there, That's Wolf who was spying on us in the hot springs! "

Does this place have hot springs?

Followed by the accusing shouts of the fox, a more serious voice that made the whole place rumble opened passed in my direction.

"So you're the pervert who likes to spy on my girlfriends, huh?"

Curiosity got the better of me and I decided to turn around just for a moment. What revived me was the malignant figure of a colossal mountain of fur and muscles that loomed over my very bruised one.

it was a great polar bear, it was so big that its round white ears touched the roof of the place. Her fur was completely white, he had an 'X' shaped scar on his chest, and as an outfit he only seemed to have a simple black leather jacket and gloves that only covered up to her knuckles.

After finishing my observations, I returned my full attention to my dessert.

But, again something presented itself in my path of life that made me stop to taste my tasty cake.

What stopped me this time was a large clawed paw that took me straight by the head and threw myself carelessly to the other side of the bar to take my place next to Pervy Lobo.

I felt like my already bruised, bleeding and incomplete body flew for a few seconds before crashing into a group of anthropomorphic dogs who were so peacefully just enjoying a game of poker.

~ * Crash! * ~

I watched in a state of absolute shock from the remains of what had once been a table, as the colossal polar bear took my slice of cake and threw it completely straight into its mouth, eating it in one bite.

Then he did the exact same thing with the milk. while after that he began to argue with the Pervy Lobo about breaking every bone in his body that could be broken.

the Pervy Lobo did not seem to react at all to the threats of the polar bear-shaped titan looming over his small form, and just kept glancing at the magazine between his paws.

I on the other hand, contrary to Pervy Lobo ... I could only see ROJO. my whole world became a stage where crimson red predominated and devoured all other existing colors.

There is something that you never do to a man, human or not, and that is to mess with the things that he considers most appreciated in life.

For someone like me, they were my sweets, and my pair of beloved and inseparable Revolveres brothers called:

Cain, the first Murdered.

And Abel, the one who was with god.

and this damned pathetic excuse for being alive in the shape of a polar bear ... he just messed with my delicious chocolate snack.

With a tornado of emotions that screamed and forced me to succumb to the most violent part of my being, it was that I got up from the remains of the shattered table.

all the animals watched in surprise as I rose from the rubble of what was once a table.

It was to be expected, I looked more like a walking corpse than anything else. Most of my wounds had reopened, and I was bleeding at a truly alarming rate all over the wooden floor of the bar.

I was not surprised at all that silence reigned throughout the place.

even the girlfriends of the gigantic polar bear, which consisted only of a pair of twin anthropomorphic hyenas and the fox dressed in the same jacket as the bear's, stepped aside to allow me to meet their titanic boyfriend.

It was at that precise moment that their leader stopped his constant unacknowledged threats to the Pervy Lobo.

and he turned his colossal form full of nothing but muscles and fur to see directly the same small, beaten and bleeding me, from which he had previously disposed of a few seconds ago to take his place.

his eyes narrowed as he looked at me with superiority, an irritated growl escaping his snout.

"What do you want monkey!? Can't you see I'm busy!" He roared straight into my face.

I completely ignored the monkey comment, and silently just stretched out my left hand, to show what was in it to the gigantic polar bear.

In the palm of my hand rested a small, bleeding lump in the shape of a furry white ball.

the polar bear quickly widened his eyes and paled as he recognized what was now resting and bleeding in the palm of my only hand.

The vixen, contrary to her titanic shocked boyfriend who remained silent with his mouth wide open, began to squeal like a banshee.

"Aaahhh! Billy, this guy ripped your tail off!" The fox yelled, bringing her paws to her snout.

"O my God, o my God, o my God!" Exclaimed one of the hyenas as she began to strangle the life of her twin, both walking away from me with their tails between their legs.

even the Pervy Lobo turned for a moment to see what I was holding in the palm of my only hand ..., and he backed away in surprise against the pub, his eyes no longer denoting apathy at all, being more open than they had ever been before.

the bartender's eyes rolled back, and he fainted behind the pub with a loud 'Thud'.

It was when most of the animals inside the place recognized what had happened, that the blood began to be expelled from the polar bear's rear, in the same way as when one shakes a soda and the gas shoots out from all sides when it is it opens.

* ¡Pss! *

It was just before the bear could scream, that I was quick to force my only hand that was still holding his severed member inside his oversized, fetid and horrible snout, down to his fucking throat.

Force the fucking pendejo to eat his own tail.

When I expelled my saliva-filled hand completely from the inside of its snout, the polar bear quickly tried to throw up its tail again, falling on all fours while holding its throat.

I would not allow it, he dared to eat my slice of chocolate cake.

as punishment ... now I would force him to eat and completely digest his own tail.

I quickly jumped up, and let in a brutal and careless way fall both of my knees on his neck. The bear began to choke on its own saliva before finally slipping into inconsistency.

I stared at the body of the polar bear-shaped colossus before my feet.

It was not a challenge

So big, powerful and full of himself, raising his mighty figure over the little ones ..., but not even this pseudo Titan noticed when I ripped his tail off with my only remaining hand.

It was disappointing ... this world would not stop disappointing me! Why not all these useless animals could be like Brunhilde Mao?.

Grunts of pure primordial fury came from my mouth, as I looked away from the pathetic excuse of an unconscious anthropomorphic polar bear on the ground, and advanced in the direction of his damned Haren.

How a fucking giant polar bear can copulate with two hyenas and a fox, it was totally unhealthy as I moved on.

Now it was the turn of these three pathetic noisy girls

Both hyenas with their ears completely flattened quickly withered even more when they noticed my glare, hugging each other even tighter as if their lives depended on it.

the vixen quickly rushed to join the trembling duo, as they made each other smaller at my constant and evil advance.

"Whoa, time out big man," the Pervy Lobo exclaimed in my direction, taking my shoulder with his right paw while with the other he closed his pornographic magazine and proceeded to tuck it inside his black raincoat.

"..." I stopped, narrowed my eyes and silently turned my neck in the direction of the stupid perverted Wolf who had the audacity to place his dirty paw on my shoulder.

"What do you think you're doing, you idiot? Eh?", Exclaimed the Wolf, placing himself in front of me and the three girlfriends of the unconscious polar bear, snorted "don't tell me that you were about to hit these three beautiful creatures?"

"Y-your hand!" exclaimed the trembling fox to the wolf.

"Hmm, what about my hand, beauti- huh?"

I watched apathetically as the wolf looked quite surprised, as the same right Pae that he had placed on my shoulder was now completely dislocated.

Disappointing ... this pathetic perverted hero excuse was not even noticed like the polar bear when my single hand made its move, and dislocated his dirty paw.

my disappointment quickly lessened a bit when I noticed that the wolf simply shrugged, and proceeded to readjust his dislocated right paw back into place.

It was while flexing its right paw in front of its snout that it spoke again.

"You know idiot ..., I was going to let you out of here with nothing but a warning," the Wolf informed me, narrowing his eyes in my direction, and with a small smile originating from his snout, "but I know very well those of your type, you know, and I know this could only end two ways "

I raise two claws in my direction.

Observe as under one and exclaim: "one; You get what you want and I allow you to do what you want with these beautiful ladies behind me"

The wolf had the audacity to momentarily avert his gaze from me so he could wink at the three trembling girls behind him.

"And since I am an appreciator of beautiful things ..., it will have to be the second, which is: ..."

I kept watching silently as the Wolf now held a single claw in my direction.

My passience was reaching beyond its limit.

I hate fake heroes and white knights who just babble about protecting damsels in distress.

seeing females as less is really stupid. These pseudo white knights were always looking for females to protect or copulate.

Disgusting

but the eyes of this Wolf did not show at any time even the slightest ounce of doubt or fear before my withering look from the hunter.

I could respect that.

He would at the very least give this brave den the courtesy of finishing whatever he was about to do or say ... before making him eat his own tail.

The last claw lowered, and with it the right paw became a fist.

A fist

a fist that quickly managed to surprise me by being surrounded by a layer of shadows that seemed to devour the light around them completely.

that same fist, totally tainted by the shadows, was the one that quickly shot out at mowing speed and successfully collided with my chest.

¡I Let my guard down!

I felt in its entirety as my already bruised ribs screamed even more intensely and thundered as I shot against the nearest wall.

* Crash! *

"Hrkk!"

"... kick your macho, dirty, hairless ass until next week"

Ignoring the smug Wolf, I remained squatting and lowered my gaze to the section where his fist had collided.

That blow ... it hurt.

"Hmmp" The wolf snorted in my direction, firing the shadows that contaminated his right paw, he turned to see the three girls he was trying to protect, "well precious, now that you've seen what someone like me can bring to the table. What do you think if the four of us leave this place baddeath, and take a relaxing group shower in the hot springs? I'll even let you three wipe my back "

The wolf was turning his back on me while courting the three girls. A message more than clear from my point of view that he completely won our brief meeting.

I had to rectify that no matter what.

Controlling my breathing, I proceeded to straighten up again, something that clearly made every one of my bones scream in pain and agony.

My body was asking me-, No, It was begging me to rest, I had lost too much blood and began to see the world around me blurry.

I was about to die.

But ..., a challenge in the form of an anthropomorphic Wolf had presented itself to me.

A challenge that no matter what I refused to fail. I had to respond accordingly to such a fierce adversary.

Even if I was about to die or not.

I had to get up! I didn't care at all if it was impossible for me not to get up again in my current condition.

This challenge is something that not even death can stop me from facing.

"¡WOLF!" I screamed, causing the wolf's ears to turn a little in my direction.

"Hmm?", The Wolf exclaimed curious, turning to see me and sighing annoyed, "are you still alive?"

I feel more alive than I have ever felt before. because this day I could enjoy two battles in the same day, first with Brunhilde Mao, and now this mysterious Black Wolf contaminated by the shadows.

This is my lucky day.

But before I started, I had to ask the million dollar question.

"Tell me Wolf ..., what is your name?" I asked, now fully standing on the wooden debris that kept falling behind me.

"They called me Jack, big man, and if you don't want to die in this creepy place I would advise you to-"

"Callate", silence and interrupted Jack with a single word, and then gave him a smile, "No one will die today ..., Jack, it's a promise"

"Hmm" Jack snorted at my promise, proceeding to turn to see the few animals still left in the bar, and they were watching us expectantly, "Can someone in this bar please bring a damn mirror to this hairless monkey on the brink of death, I'm afraid maybe Il hited a little too hard and now the poor thing is hallucinating"

Some animals in the bar laughed at Jack's proclamation.

I didn't care at all, I never cared what others might think or say about me in any kind of negative way or form, I would always take care of being myself the one who through actions would demonstrate the opposite to others.

You can't win Marco

¿Who decided it?

You can't stand anymore Marco

¿Who decided?

You're going to lose Marco

¿Who decided?

You're going to die Marco

¿Who the fuck decided that?

You can't save them all Marco

¿¡ Who decided !?

The answer to all those questions is:

¡Absolutely nobody!

I am the only one capable of deciding all those things. no one, Kings, gods, or even fate itself will revoke from me the ability to make my own choices.

Today ... by choice I decide to fight and not die.

Having fully made my decision, I felt my body succumb to it.

my heart began to beat three times as fast, trying to replenish the lost blood.

My muscles began to contract around all my open wounds to stop the constant bleeding.

quickly my vision stopped being blurry, allowing me to have a total focus of absolutely everything around me.

My body was reacting according to my own choice.

my body and soul in complete synchrony now sought nothing more than to fight against the anthropomorphic wolf known by the name of Jack.

A nothing but innocent and tender smile naturally began to decorate my features.

I witnessed the great confidence framed around Jack's snout diminish considerably as he backed away in surprise.

"Whoa, talk about a face that only a mother could love", whispered Jack to himself, after swallowing his saliva and without taking his eyes off me, he turned his neck a little in the direction of the three girls who followed behind him, and I exclaim "well beauties, I think this is a good time for you to make your withdrawal ...things are about to get really ugly around here "

The three girls quickly nodded at Jack's words, and between the three of them they quickly took on the colossal form of the polar bear.

the fox holding the head, and with the two twin hyenas holding the polar bear's hind paws, they began their quick and somewhat comical escape.

"Well, big man, we can- Hrrk!"

I didn't give him time to react, as I rushed him in and landed a direct blow to his solar plexus.

make sure to put only enough force behind the punch to fracture and not break his ribs.

I didn't want this battle to end soon.

But ... But for some reason my instincts kept screaming at me that don't stop hitting no matter what.

I watched with growing satisfaction as Jack's hind paws sank into the wood, trying to resist the thrust of my powerful blow.

"Hey! I was not- umpff!"

quickly grab his long snout and push it downward, until his furry skull hits the wooden floor.

* ¡Crash! *

My instincts kept screaming at me not to stop my attack no matter what.

something in this battle was screaming at me that not stop attacking if I wanted to enjoy victory at the end of my encounter with Jack.

The anthropomorphic animals around me began to scream in terror at the bloody blow I was delivering to Jack's bones.

Usually, I am not in the habit of hitting an enemy when is lying defenseless on the ground.

But Jack was something different.

He was never helpless.

It was while I was about to hit his weak heels further, that a storm of shadowy spikes was born from Jack's body.

* ¡Tsing! *

Forcing me to make a quick retreat back in order not to get impaled on the evil constructions cast from the shadows.

Jack rose slowly and controlled from the crater in which his body had previously been embedded.

I couldn't see any wound on it.

but I'm sure I felt more than one of his bones flex in an unnatural way during my very brief assault.

A curious fact about a large number of anthropomorphic animals, their heels. If you ever fight one of them, be sure to aim for their heels, that area is very often one of their weakest points, being that their back legs are very regularly thin and too easy to break.

Hit one hard enough in that specific area, and you have successfully hindered their mobility by a large margin.

I'm sure I hit Jack in that area while holding him to the ground.

But it seems it had no effect ... and that's strange.

I needed to be cautious around Jack.

I watched as Jack brushed off the splinters and debris that had gotten caught in his fur and black raincoat before speaking to me in a mocking tone.

"Didn't your mother tell you that it is very rude to take people by the nose when they are talking to you, idiot"

"... I never met my mother, "I report absently, as I proceeded to move around Jack, carefully analyzing his posture and possible openings in his defense caused by my attacks against his heels.

I had to keep reminding myself that now I only had my left arm, therefore, I'm still not entirely used to my right side being constantly without a way to proportion any type of offense or defense.

"Huh, we have something in common, who would say?" Jack snorted, "you know, I don't know--"

"I don't care", he interrupted, "concentrate Jack, if you don't I won't be able to keep my promise ... and someone will die today"

his voice, regained his confidence ... my first blow to his solar plexus should have made it difficult for him to speak right now.

I still remember feeling his first, third, and eighth ribs fracture on my first hit.

I needed more evidence.

Jack let out a sigh as he denied, "How melodramatic ..., I had never heard someone who wanted to die so soon before, and to top it off you haven't even told me your name, although I already had the kindness to give you mine, hmmp"

"You haven't earned that privilege yet, Jack," I reported, taking my position in front of him to look him square in the eye, "and I'll make sure you never do ... if you don't start by taking our fight seriously."

I could see it clearly in his eyes and in all his physical expressions, his tail was drooping and flabby.

This was all a game for the anthropomorphic wolf called by the name Jack.

That made me mad

Jack's tail began to wag wildly.

That could mean two things in the physical language of these strange anthropomorphic creatures.

1: Jack was happy or excited.

OR

2: Something had bothered Jack, and now his tail was reacting accordingly.

"You know, I think I understand you better now ..."Jack exclaimed his darkened eyes, a growl barely perceptible to anyone accompanying him as he continued, "... You're just a proud jerk, who I'll be more than happy to put in your place"

The second then, did something I say upset and enrage Jack then?

What could it have been?

I did not care. It would take a fight against someone who is angry hundreds of times before someone who is confident.

They are more fun.

To Jack's fury, I just reaffirmed my one-armed stance in response. I had to treat my only arm like a rapier.

then Jack leapt in my direction, and launched a three-strike dash with his two forepaws covered in shadow.

"Grraa!"

The first blow was aimed at my face from part of the right paw, and I reflected it quickly with my knuckles.

the second blow was directed my abdominal area from part of the left paw, I quickly reflected it by lowering my elbow.

the third blow was directed again to my face by the right paw that had recovered, but this time I had to lean back so that it would not reach to connect with my face.

As I retreated back, I became aware of Jack's lack of fighting ability.

his attacks had been guided by sheer fury, there was no good control or timing every time he started the sequence of blows.

I realized that his fury had only increased when he realized that no blows had landed.

"Control yourself Jack!" I exclaimed, resuming my posture and narrowing my eyes in Jack's direction, "Focus only on your objective, and don't let fury hinder your every blow ... don't fight like a wild animal"

my attempt to help Jack, proved to be useless, since he can observe how his tail began to move in a more erratic way.

"Don't tell me what to do, you idiot!"

With that said, Jack instantly jumped in my direction again with the same sequence of blows.

now the first blow came from the left forepaw in the direction of my face, it was quickly deflected with my knuckles.

The second blow came from the front left paw in the direction of an upercut, I quickly deflected it by lowering my elbow.

Before Jack could land his third blow, I used the momentum of his second blow against him and shot my right knee against his muzzle, making a successful impact and disorienting Jack.

It was while disoriented that I retracted my only arm in preparation for a withering blow to Jack's solar plexus.

Before launching the powerful blow, I barely had time to apologize to Jack, "I'm sorry if this kills you Jack, but I have to check something"

"Wh-? Ghaa!!"

* ¡POW! *

I felt my fist break each of Jack's ribs like dry twigs, as it traveled all the way up the spine and protruded down the back of the Anthropomorphic Wolf.

The screams of horror were not long in coming, from the point of view of all the anthropomorphic animals around us, it seemed that he had brutally murdered Jack.

But I knew better.

When I removed my arm from inside Jack, I could make out that the panting anthropomorphic wolf was only falling to his knees, while the shadows quickly began to dance around his fur in the direction of where I had made my killing blow.

It didn't take me long to figure out what those shadows were trying to do.

The shadows were healing him.

"Hmm, I knew it. You're a regenerator, Jack."

regenerators: they are living beings that made a pact with some divinity or demon, so that they could function as their mere tools on the earthly plane.

I knew the regenerators, I knew that they could never die through worldly or physical means, it would be necessary to eliminate the God or Devil with whom said regenerator had agreed in order to kill them or cut their bond with them, by destroying their contract through esoteric means.

So, it didn't surprise me that Jack got back up after a few seconds on his shaking hind paws.

The trembling in his hind paws revealed that Jack must still be sensitive to pain.

All regenerators are sensitive to pain, but what differentiates a young regenerator from an older one is that the elderly learn to permanently atrophy that sense of their brains over time.

So Jack was still too young a Regenerator, if the phantom pain of his bones breaking is still something he has to worry about.

If Jack were an ancient regenerator ... I probably would have lost my only remaining arm when it went through him.

"Hggk!" I watched as Jack winced, as he carried his right forepaw in the section where it had just regenerated.

I kept my one-armed guard up at all times, I didn't know how long it would take for Jack to recover from his phantom pain.

but still ... I needed to ask something.

"Tell me Jack ...", I called, causing Jack's ears to perch in my direction, "... what god or devil did you stupidly sell your soul to?"

young regenerators, unlike old ones who have lived hundreds of years blindly serving a God or Devil ..., can still be saved.

Jack spat out some blood and wiped his muzzle before responding scathingly, narrowing his eyes "... what do you care about that, monkey?"

I do not care

"... I care ... Because after I'm done with you I'm going to hunt whatever it is that gave you your immortality, did you hear me Jack?"

I hate Gods and Demons, saving or killing Jack would surely destroy any hundreds of years old scheme that the anthropomorphic wolf is probably now a part of.

And when beings capable of giving immortality get angry ... they seek revenge.

revenge against the one who ruined her master plans.

A smile like mine was born on Jack's snout when she heard how I would hunt the powerful entity that gave him his powers over the shadows.

"Heh, you almost speak like I believe what you're saying, tell me ... what could an idiot on the verge of death like you do against a goddess?"

Goddess is then ... interesting.

In response to Jack's question ..., I draws from my back the cursed revolver bearing the name and essence of the first-born of the first father of humanity before the flood, אדם / Adam.

The Qayin / Cain Human Revolver, humanity's first murderer.

I could witness how the fear of death was reborn in Jack's heart.

Cain / Qayin, the weapon capable of killing a regenerator and its contractor was presented to Jack.

normally ..., he recoiled, this weapon certainly had the esoteric means at its complete disposal to end its promised infinite existence.

"Don't worry Jack ..." I exclaimed, attracting the attention of the trembling Anthropomorphic Wolf, "...I'm not going to use my revolver in our fight, "I informed him, as I holstered the Revolver back on my back," ... this is just a fist fight, and I plan to keep it just like that ..., come to me with everything you got, Jack "

"..." Jack remained silent, his head lowered. I could make out how both front paws were shaking as they were clenched into fists, then came the grunts.

¡GUARD!

Quickly my instincts screamed at me to raise my faulty one-armed guard, and I was indeed quick to hear them.

* PoW! *

Jack had moved at an impossible speed in my direction, and I only had a small fraction of time to react to the powerful impact coming from the Anthropomorphic Wolf's right front leg.

Crash! *

"Hrrk", I growled in pain as I felt a horrible bruise form on my forearm.

The impact was so powerful that the thrust produced ended up throwing my body through one of the walls of the bar.

When I landed on the other side, I noticed the dozens of surprised looks I received from some anthropomorphic animals that were just outside the bar.

"Mommy, Mommy, look! That strange monkey just came out from behind a wall, do you think he's okay?"

"What did I tell you to point your finger at strangers dear, it's very rude"

Then I realized when I heard the murmurs around me that Jack's blow had effectively expelled me from inside the bar.

I looked up, and I could see through a cloud of dust as the anthropomorphic wolf known as Jack, made his way through the hole through which he had previously been ejected.

His eyes, posture, and physical expressions no longer denoted an iota of confidence.

only concentration on the enemy in front of him.

I was recognized as a threat not to be taken lightly in Jack's eyes.

That put a smile on my face.

"I'm going to enjoy how you have no idea of wiping that horrible smile off your face, you idiot," Jack exclaimed as he cracked his knuckles and slowly advanced in my direction.

"Try not to disappoint me then, Jack," I exclaimed as I rose to my feet, and slipped back into my imperfect, makeshift one-armed guard.

"Mommy, Mommy, look! That fox over there is coming out of the hole so well"

I witnessed Jack's neck twist at miserable speed with a loud 'Crack!' towards the Little anthropomorphic rabbit boy who was holding the hand of his anthropomorphic rabbit mother.

Before I could do anything, Jack managed to surprise me when he shot off in the direction of the little family that was witnessing us both.

"I'm not a fox, you stupid brat!" Jack yelled at the top of his lungs, his muzzle a few inches from the rabbit boy, "Look, my ears aren't that big, and I don't have gloves on my fucking fur! I'm a wolf! Take a closer look and note-- "

I literally stayed rooted in my place as I watched as Jack dismissed his one-of-a-kind garment and showed the rabbit boy his entire furry body, listing the differences between him and what a fox was supposed to look like.

" ... " Sighing, I slowly headed in the direction of the very terrified family who had the misfortune to mistake Jack's species.

Frankly ... he did look a lot like a fox.

while Jack was having his heated argument with the innocent anthropomorphic rabbit family, I came up behind him.

At the moment of making Jack enough I could notice how his muscles began to grow in an unnatural way, making a horrible noise of how he suffered when taking his body to that monstrous limit, giving him an increase in height, which surpassed me. towards looking like ainsignificant little child.

This was my first clue that something was terribly wrong, noticing that this regenerator was different from the rest, as it can apparently modify his own body.

Who would say, this world continues to impress me when I least expect it.

Finally a real challenge

I feel like my only remaining hand itches with the excitement of fighting against such a colossus full of anger.

Before I even had time to react, I witnessed Jack turn to catch me on one leg.

I could feel how this monster that Jack had transformed into was taking me hard, throwing me against a wall, hitting my body and making me remember how each of my bones were too damaged yet, I knew that I could not last much longer, my time it was running out.

I try to get up, but my body begged not to get up.

I did not care.

I wanted a challenge, and it is in front of me, I will take advantage of it because I may not have another opportunity like this again.

I try to get up, and I can clearly hear my shoulder and lower spine thunder from the heavy blow I just received.

My human limit is near.

Jack was getting wilder with every passing moment, if I didn't do something soon the townspeople would pay the consequences.

I had to break my human limit.

"Mommy!"

at any moment aside to jack from a little rabbit boy, but consequently I lowered my imperfect one-arm guard, as I could feel him grab my right leg and throw me hard against a lettuce stand of a sheep.

Crash! *

"My lettuce stand!"

"Hrrk!" At the moment of embedding myself in the post, I spit out some blood, and my body again resumed its constant pleas for me to stay down, I couldn't take it anymore, the blood from my forehead now blocked the vision of my eye right.

with my last strength and the excruciating pain that caused a tear of pain to come out.

Once again, I stood up, decided to end this fight.

this fight ..., it required that I stop being human ..., this fight required that I be something more, something that exceeds the limits of what is possible ..., this fight was a call to the Hunt.

I slowly unsheathed the Human Revolver Abel / 'the one who was with God', and pointed it quickly in the direction of Jack, in order to stop the tackling that he was about to carry out against me.

"Grrr! You said this would be a fistfight you lying bastard!" The colossal figure of Jack growled in my direction, clenching his front legs into colossal hammers that would surely destroy me if he let them approach me like a porcelain figurine.

"I said so, Jack ..." I nodded in Jack's direction, then pointed Abel's barrel straight at my own head, ready to pull the trigger, "... and I plan to keep my words to the end"

"You bastard! What do you think you're doing-!"

"Deactivating Limiters : modality: ...", the last words of my teacher, that wise and old woman who taught me the ways and customs of the Cazador, were repeated in my head.

what I was aiming to do ... I only kicked it out twice in my entire life since I inherited his Human Revolvers.

Now it would be the third, I couldn't allow myself to die ... I made a promise to Jack. The promise that No one would die today in this fight.

'If you pull the trigger, disciple, I promise you can save them all ..., you will never ever have to lose anyone important in your life ...'

Not me

"... Marcó Diaz ..."

No jack

'... but remember well, my little and tender disciple, nothing is free ..., much less something like power ..., the moment you decide to pull that trigger ... '

Take my choice

AND

Pull the trigger

Bang! *

No one would die today

'... you will leave your humanity behind ..., and you will be a Cazador in soul and body just as spectacular as your parents were once ..., my teachers ...'

"... Total Activation!"

'... And ... I'm sure you'll be the best of us, I assure you, Marco. remember, never let go ..., Goodbye forever ... my tender little disciple ..., you were ... quite a challenge, now these revolvers belong to you ... Take care of them ... well ... '

It was an instant change, I felt myself become one with my Abel Human Revolver.

I felt as if dozens of hot rods were embedded at the same time in each of the cracks in my bruised bones.

The pain was unbearable, I felt like my blood began to boil my interior, my organs, my eyes, and not even my brain was saved.

The light was burning me inside

I felt like I was a piece of impure metal, and my Revolver Abel, the Blacksmith tasked with trying to shape my perfect, incomplete, and impure form.

He eliminate the impurities, boiling them with only the heat produced from its light, the light of the one who was with God, Abel.

I felt like My Abel revolver slowly fled with nerves and bones in the same place where my right arm was supposed to be.

he who was with God, Abel ... now, and until the day of my death, had become my new right arm.

I slowly flexed my new limb in front of my face, feeling the power run wild throughout my body.

It was ... unbelievable.

Abel's power now resided permanently in my right arm.

Then watch how Jack was ... backing up?

His eyes seemed to be anchored only on my new right arm.

"W-what was that?" he asked, his voice sounding more like a low monstrous growl, "And why are you crying, damn it !?"

I was ... crying?

I quickly touched my face with my new right arm, and indeed, in the palm of my right hand there were tears.

I was crying ... just like Jack informed me.

"Don't get distracted, you bastard!" Before I could react, Jack was in front of me again, throwing a colossal punch.

I had to act fast, so I raised my posture, and received the titanic punch with one of my own from my new right arm, Abel.

at the moment of our fists colliding ..., I could feel in its entirety how Abel's light traveled through my veins, being expelled from my knuckle as it destroyed and gnawed away much of Jack's front left paw.

"B-bastard, what is that damn Arm !?", exclaimed Jack angrily, his left paw regenerating very slowly.

It looked painful. The muscles and bones of his front left paw had exploded when he collided with my punch.

This was completely new to me, Abel ... Abel had never reacted this way to my teacher in the past.

"I'm surprised too, Jack ...", I exclaimed, retracting my arm for a closer investigation, "...because of the power I have now, I knew this was possible, but ... I need to investigate further "

Jack jumped in my direction again, fury and pain imprinted all over his muzzle.

I quickly dodge the colossal fist of the right forepaw, and landed three blows in quick succession direct to his ribs and shoulder.

He hardly felt them.

That brought some confidence back into his snout, "tsk, where did all your strength go ?!"

he quickly tries to catch me again with his left front paw.

I dodged it, ducking and returning to administer the same succession of three light blows to both knees and left heel.

This time the only blow he could really feel ... was on his heel.

"Hrrk!" Jack quickly fell to his left knee, giving me time to retreat a few steps, "Stop playing with me you bastard!"

"I'm not playing games, Jack ...", I commented, while holding my posture up, "I admit that you took me by surprise with your transformation, but I just realized something very important, Jack", a smile began to form. my face, "by exploding your muscles like this ..., you committed the serious mistake of sacrificing your speed and regeneration, in order to gain great strength and defense ..., I'm impressed, you are the first Regenerator I know can do something like this "

"But now that I have both arms, your chances of winning this fight have become zero ..., Jack"

"SHUT UP!", Jack roared, as he ran wild in my direction, every step taken by his hind paws causing the ground beneath him to shiver and crack.

I ran in front of him, and used the momentum of my run as he dropped me and slid between his hind paws.

When, I quickly got to my feet, ready to repeat my quick succession of three light strokes, on the lower spine and nape of Jack.

But before I could do anything, I had to stop and catch Jack's powerful tail that was about to hit me.

Tails are annoying.

"Drop my tail, you bastard!"

"Let's get rid of this"

Still with the tail caught in my left hand, I quickly raised my right hand and with a quick karate punch I cut off the annoying limb.

sing *

"Aaaaaahhh! My tail!"

I felt Jack's tail flutter in my grip, similar to that of an iguana. then I tossed it over my shoulder, and returned my full attention to Jack.

That he was looking at me with an absolute rage, "ggrrraaa!".

Quickly, I had to dodge the sweep Jack made with his left forepaw, leaving a chest opening.

I bombarded Jack's ribs with a flurry of light punches, to the chest, throat and jaw.

Again ... my blows showed little apparent effect on Jack's colossal muscular form.

Jack used his right forepaw, trying to take my body again with intentions and promises of absolute pain.

Again, dodge, only this time I grabbed the paw with both arms and capitalized on Jack's residual momentum against him, throwing his colossal self over my shoulder.

Jack's colossal muscle-filled form flew for a few seconds, crashing headlong into a house.

I watched as Jack was quickly buried in the rubble of the fragile structure.

"My home!"

"Ggrrraaa!" With animal fury, Jack's colossal figure resurfaced from the destroyed remains of the house and roared the heavens, shaking everyone around him.

In response to the roar of anger, I reaffirmed my posture, set my mind at ease, and fully focused on the next strike that will soon end this monsters fight.

"..." I silently waited for Jack to try to charge me again, closing my eyes and only focusing each of my senses on the vibrations produced by the constant footsteps of Jack's hind legs.

Thump! *

Thump! *

"I have you Bastard!"

¡Now!

"Grra!" I quickly opened my eyes and landed a single decisive blow to Jack's belly.

Then I could feel it ... as Jack's colossal muscle-filled body ... begin to destroy his own bones under the pressure that they were constantly putting into them.

"W-what did you do to me?"

Even Jack seemed to be surprised by what was currently happening to his own body.

Jack was on all fours now, gasping on the ground paralyzed with pain as his titanic muscles began to unnaturally twist his own bones.

"...Activate each and every one of the small fractures at the same time that your body was unable to detect and regenerate in time, Jack ... do you remember those blows that you could barely feel? ..., each of them was strategically placed inside you in order to provoke only a small one fracture, barely perceptible in your skeleton, in order for your muscles to do the final work for me ...you lost this fight the moment I realized the sacrifices you had to make in order to mutate your own body, Jack "

Yo Gano.

quickly Jack's body began to shrink, his muscles exploding every one of his bones under the pressure, his organs suffering massive failure within.

At the end of the bloody scene, only I was left standing on the fallen and unconscious Anthropomorphic Wolf known by the name of Jack.

It was a good fight.

With the fight over, I took the unconscious Jack over my right shoulder, and with my other free hand I took his discarded raincoat and severed black tail off the ground.

Then, I took some time to look around myself.

my fight against Jack had too much collateral damage, sighing I approached a small anthropomorphic sheep that was crying in the remains of what had once been their home, now destroyed.

"¡Sheep!" call the weak and defenseless figure in the shape of an anthropomorphic sheep.

"Eh? ..., Aaaahhh!"

I watched apathetically as the anthropomorphic sheep screamed and recoiled from my eyes.

I did not care.

"Sheep ..." I called a little more controlled, to the trembling anthropomorphic sheep that was covering its own face with its front hooves, "...is this your home? "

"... Eh?", The anthropomorphic sheep, noticing that it was still alive, uncovered its face and looked at me, "w-what?"

"I asked you if this was your home or not, ANSWER!"

"Aaahhh! Yes, it is! ... Please don't kill me sir, I'll give you all-"

"Shut up" I silenced the annoying anthropomorphic animal, as I turned my neck in the direction of the old wrecked lettuce stand and pointed, "and tell me ... That lettuce stand over there, was it so good yours?"

This time the anthropomorphic sheep just gulped and nodded, afraid that talking might lead to him yelling at him again.

I hate fighting in towns.

"I ... see", I nod, and slowly with my left hand I reached for a small brown sack full of old gold coins and a few jewels of all kinds, and threw it at the sheep, "... take this and start a new life away from this place "

The sheep's eyes widened in a comical way, when she checked the inside of the little sack, "si-sir, I can't take this! T-that's too-!"

"¡SHUT UP!", I silenced the annoying and trembling anthropomorphic sheep again, "..., and accept my apologies for destroying your belongings," I ordered, and narrowed my eyes threateningly at the animal at my feet.

"Aaaahhh! Alright sir! I accept your apology, Just please don't hurt me, my bones are fragi - hmpf! "

I closed his muzzle before he continued babbling and pleading, "I don't care, take this other bag and give it to the owner of the Bar ...If I find out you didn't, I'll tear your wool off with my bare hands and make a new pair of socks out of it, understood? "

"Hmff hmmff!" The, now crying, anthropomorphic sheep nodded quickly at my very gentle and delicate request.

I let go of his snout and nodded, "well, now I need you to give me directions to where the closest inn is located"

the sheep nodded, and pointed in a direction to its left with its trembling right front hoof, "s-it is at the f-fi-end of the road in that direction, it is a cabin managed by an old weasel and her daughter nearby from the fo-forest, you can't miss it "

Why is this sheep so nervous? ..., it must be because he's never seen anything like me.

What did my teacher do when she had to reassure the weak and defenseless?

I remember.

I nodded in his direction again, I leaned a little and caressed his shaking shaggy head to calm his nerves, as I remember my teacher would do, giving him one of my best smiles, "I appreciate your assistance ..., pathetic and insignificant weakling "

then spit a phlegm of blood on his face.

slpat *

And I kick a little dirt in his direction.

spss *

And with that done, I withdrew in the direction of the inn, still the unconscious anthropomorphic wolf Jack on my shoulder, his raincoat, and severed tail.

a little calmer with myself, because right now surely that weak and pathetic anthropomorphic sheep excuse was calmer.

I hate making life more difficult for weak creatures.

I continued walking for a few more minutes, following the stone path that led to the forest, until I stopped in front of the inn in this town.

triling *

As I passed through the door a pair of bells hung up on the frame jingled, as I continued my advance inside it in the direction of the anthropomorphic white weasel that was snoring, while it placidly rested its furry head on its large wooden counter.

"... Excuse"

the anthropomorphic weasel did not respond to my call, and remained asleep.

"...", I remained watching in silence as the anthropomorphic weasel snored and remained peacefully asleep in the reception of the inn.

my wounds begin to open again, I can feel small rivers of blood begin to flow from some of my wounds.

And I can't just leave the body of an unconscious regenerator in the middle of nowhere.

I have to ... find a safe place for Jack to rest, and fast, otherwise I will lose consciousness, and Jack's body could fall into the wrong paws.

"EXCUSE!" I yell, smacking my left fist on the counter near where the weasel's furry white head was resting.

Crack! *

Maybe I put too much force, my fist accidentally cracked the counter ... Whoops.

"Aaahhh! What!? - How !?Who!? - What !? ", the weasel began to twist spasmodically in its place, until its erratic movements caused it to fall on its back with a loud 'thud'," ... Aauuuch ", the anthropomorphic weasel groaned in pain from the other side of his wooden desk.

now I could only see its two hind paws and white tail. I remained silent, patiently waiting for the anthropomorphic white weasel to gather itself so that it could ask for a room.

"What was that noise !?"

something caught my attention, and when I turn my neck, I can notice how another anthropomorphic weasel older than the one on the other side of the counter came out from behind one of the wooden doors, scared.

Maybe ... she could take care of me.

I turned in the direction of the oldest anthropomorphic weasel, looking to make my request "... Excuse me, I want to ask u-"

"My god! What happened to you !?", the elderly anthropomorphic weasel interrupted me, running and standing in front of me, worried, she had an orange kimono with a black belt around her hips.

"... Excuse me, I want to ask u-"

"Suki!" The elderly anthropomorphic weasel yelled in the direction of the younger one, "stop whatever you're doing and bring the first aid kit!"

"Excuse-"

"Right away Nana!", The anthropomorphic weasel known as Suki exclaimed, getting up from the ground and quickly making his retreat.

"And put on your Kimono, Suki!", Suki's grandmother yelled, as followed by returning her full attention to me, "Now dear, I need you to follow me so I can treat your wounds and those of your fox friend, alright?"

"... He's not my friend, "I report, as I followed the little old anthropomorphic weasel.

"Oh, did you find him lying in the woods then?" he asked, as he followed her down one of the corridors full of doors on both sides, then he shrugged, "Hmm, I can't say I'm surprised, maybe he's just one of the mercenaries we usually hire in this town, They are tasked with cleaning the forest of monsters, they are in estrus season after all ...is this room here, come in, leave the unconscious fox on one of the beds, sit in front of me and take off your shirt so I can better check your wounds "

"...", I quickly nodded silently and followed the instructions of the elderly anthropomorphic weasel, leaving Jack and his things off my shoulder on one of the soft beds next to the elderly weasel.

"...", After that, and still in silence, I undressed my black sleeveless shirt and took a seat on one of the wooden chairs in the humble room.

"Oh dear ... what have you done to yourself ...?"

"...", I remained in absolute silence, while I felt how the front paws of the old weasel caressed my back, and consequently it was stained with my blood.

I bit back a pained growl, but still managed to stay silent, I had to focus on keeping my wounds closed long enough so that the anthropomorphic weasel could easily sew my wounds.

"And look at this cybernetic prosthesis ... it is quite elegant, yes, but some incompetent buffoon made the grave mistake of connecting it completely to your spine, you will not be able to properly maintain it without undergoing high-risk surgery"

I felt like one of the front paws of the old weasel caressed my right arm Abel and returned to my spine.

"... Grr"

This time I couldn't hold back a growl, that part of my body is probably the one that hurts the most of the rest of my body.

the anthropomorphic weasel quickly removed both front paws from my back upon hearing my pained growl.

"Oh, I'm so sorry dear, you have to excuse this old lady, I have just been too curious for my own good"

"Uh- Grr, ... Okay, just don't touch the arm ... it's still relatively new "

"I understand honey, I'll try to keep my curiosity at bay," with that said, the elderly anthropomorphic weasel gently resumed her close inspection of the wounds scattered across my back.

I closed my eyes and remained in absolute silence for a few more minutes, allowing the front paws of the elderly anthropomorphic weasel to continue exploring my back, until the door in front of me suddenly snapped open.

"Nana, I'm so sorry for taking to much time, I couldn't find the medicine cabinet, and my kimono belt got stuck in- uuuhhh!"

"...", I opened my eyes, and I stared in complete silence as the anthropomorphic weasel known as, Suki, stared at loss in my direction with its muzzle open and the first aid kit on its front paws. She was no longer nude, and was wearing an orange kimono similar to from her grandmother, only without the belt.

"Pecs ~" Suki sighed, a small river of saliva began to trickle from the left corner of her muzzle.

... Pecs?

"Suki! Don't stay there! Bring me that medicine cabinet! NOW!", The elderly anthropomorphic weasel roared, a little too close to my ears for my liking.

"Eh? ...Oh my Uh, yeah- yeah he- hehe, the medicine cabinet, because, I have the medicine cabinet, "Suki jumped very nervously instead, dancing on her hind legs before rushing to her grandmother's side," ta-take nana "

"Give me that!", The oldest anthropomorphic weasel, snatched the medicine cabinet from her granddaughter's front legs, giving her a withering look, "come here help me and stop acting like you're in heat, Suki!"

Suki gulped, embarrassed and silently, went to her grandmother's side.

again, I closed my eyes as I felt both weasels begin to treat my wounds, only opening them for a few seconds when they asked me to raise my arms so they could place a few bandages around my chest.

When they finished, a large number of my wounds had already been stitched up and patched, I still couldn't stretch because of the latent danger that that would mean for my seams, but at least the bleeding had stopped.

internal damage and numerous bleeding in my organs would heal as soon as I find a place where I can rest in peace.

So while Suki's grandmother was sewing Jack's tail back in place, I decided to place my request for a place where I could rest in relative peace, while subsequently taking such good care of the regenerating unconscious, Jack.

"Excuse me, I need to request one of your rooms"

(Change of point of view, Jack)

Suddenly I woke up in a small room on a comfortable bed, I quickly filled with hope at the possible possibility that a beautiful girl was accompanying me, but the damn reality was different ... damn it.

I was alone in a bed lying looking everywhere without knowing where I was until ...

Pain. An intense throbbing filled the inside of my skull.

"Hrrk" I put a hand to my head, "... hell, my head hurts like hell ..."

Did I also feel ... dizzy?

Okay, this is strange, my powers of regeneration and control over the shadows should have eliminated any discomfort I might have while sleeping.

What happened?

Suddenly, a phantom pain ran through my entire spine, right where my tail begins, remembering as if someone had ... Cut it?

I dropped my head on the soft pillow, and I became aware of something new as soon as I felt my fur against it.

why im ... naked?

Where was my favorite raincoat?

Again, I tried to remember how I got to where I am today.

Something inside my head seemed to be constantly struggling to keep some kind of trauma at bay.

The most that I managed to rescue from my cloudy brain, was the figure of some kind of ... One-armed dwarf monster?

That's weird.

Trying to clear my memory even more caused to be a very serious mistake ..., suddenly I felt such great pain, as I had never felt before.

In my belly.

As if the fist of that dwarf monster was contaminated with the most evil light in the world, and had collided with an impossible force in it, destroying and completely invading my entire interior.

bones, organs, and even my very will to stay alive seemed to be bending and fracturing from one moment to the next.

I quickly had to force myself to banish those ghosts, and expel myself from that specific memory.

To much pain.

My Goddess ... I had never felt or thought that it was ever possible to experience so much pain, and in that way.

whatever that monster was ..., it screamed at my most primordial instincts in warning ..., whatever had hit me was certainly something that should not be disturbed under any risk.

"..damn ... ", I gasped, putting a hand to my chest to control my erratic breathing.

... I needed to make love to someone and soon.

Otherwise, these fragmented and cloudy memories would end up changing me for life.

"Oh, your ... awake"

My gentle and all kind goddess may have already heard my pleas, because as soon as I opened my eyes again, a young beauty in the shape of a White Weasel in an orange kimono entered my room.

Thank the goddess.

"I am, precious, tell me, what brings you to my bedroom today?" I asked, as I lay down on my bed and allowed him to see my whole body in great detail at the beautiful creature in kimono in front of me.

"Oh! I just came to check on you, you've been unconscious for more than a week now" she informed me, as she moved around the room to one of the wardrobes, she continued speaking: "Nana and your friend would be very pleased to know that you already recovered the conscience ..., Take your raincoat, Nana clean it "

I slowly took the raincoat from the kimono girl's hands, as I slowly sat on the bed, and reflected on what the girl had told me about being unconscious for a whole… week.

"Sorry, but I don't think I heard what your name was precious"

"Oh!", The girl jumped, putting a hand to her snout, "a thousand apologies, really, I always forget to introduce myself to new people, and I just assume that they already know me, hehe, Suki Koto called me, helped my Nana to run this inn, 'Hunter's Creek', "she finished, holding out a hand for herit will take.

I quickly took her hand and shook her, "Hey, nice to meet you Suki, nice name by the way, my name is Jack, at your service"

suki nodded with a smile on his snout, retracting his hand before I could kiss her, "very well, if you'll excuse me, I have to go to tell Nana and your friend that you got up"

"Wait" I stopped her before she could walk out the door.

"Hmm?", He stopped and turned in my direction with a raised eyebrow.

"I still have a few questions, could you answer them first before leaving, doll?"

"Hmm, alright," Suki nodded, and sat on the bed next to me, "asks"

"Thank you" I thanked, as I got up a little from the bed and put my favorite raincoat back on, I asked puzzled: "You mentioned that I was unconscious for ... a whole week, like, 7 whole days, didn't you?"

"Well yeah, I said so. Didn't you hear me?"

"No, no, I listen you, beauti" I said giving her a smile, and adjusting the collar of my raincoat, "it just doesn't make any sense, 168 hours of rest for someone like me is simply too much, I usually feel like new in only 12, no matter how much punishment I receive, it's strange "

Faced with that new information input, Suki nodded, "well, I don't know what you mean by, '12 hours' ..., but, yes, I agree with you that it's really strange, Nana thinking that as well. It seemed strange that you didn't get up after two full days of rest, that is, you seemed to be inmuch better condition than your friend's ..., and he entered practically broken carrying you on his shoulder "

huh, the good samaritan still exist ?, who would say that there is still someone out there who took the time to collect my unconscious body to a safe place ..., my gratitude with this mysterious hero is only multiplied by a hundred, if it means that I get away from that bizarre monster of a singlearm ...

I had to suppress a chill at the mental blur of the one-armed monster.

"Is that all you wanted to know? Because I seriously have to tell my Nana and your friend that you got up"

Wait, what?

"Is he still here?"

"Who?" Suki asked, tilting her head a little.

"The ... guy who brought me here," I report, turning to look her straight in the eye, "is he still here?"

Suki nodded with a bright smile, "Yes, while you were unconscious, he helped Nana and me with all the household chores, even though Nana told him on many occasions that he should stay in bed, because of how dangerous it would be for his seams to reopened, "then Suki denied funny, "you have a very stubborn friend Jack ..., one who has not even told me his name ..., he only told Nana and his excuse was for that was that: 'the elderly are the strongest creatures in the world. because every day they face death '... "

I listened slightly disturbed and amused, as Suki kept talking, and at times imitating the voice of the guy who saved me, as if he had the eighth grade syndrome.

Well, the more I listened to Suki babbling about this guy, I could almost feel my chances of having sex with her decrease exponentially.

It's really a shame. This chick already had eyes for another rooster in the pen.

Denying in amusement at Suki's attitude, I kept nodding at her words.

Aaaahh, Young Love, it's always so much fun to watch and listen to.

"So ..." I exclaimed, stopping his constant dreamy babbling about the guy who rescued me, "... you like him?"

suki stopped instantly and looked away, scratching the back of his neck, "hehe ... Its that obvious?"

"Precious ...", I took a seat next to her on the bed, and I put a hand on her shoulder, directing her a funny look, "... it doesn't take a love expert like me to notice that you're lost for this guy, do you want to talk about it with Uncle Jack? "

Well, someone said distraction. Maybe it's not making love, but talking about love is as good as anything else to distract me from the one-armed monster that haunts my head.

"Eeehh, I don't know ...", she exclaimed indecisively, moving away from me a bit, "I mean ... I should really tell Nana and your friend that you're already awake"

"Come on, girl, shoot," I exclaimed in a funny way, as I pushed Suki a bit, "you know how many people would give a little of them just to be able to talk about love with someone as wise as me"

"Hehe, you're funny, Jack," Suki laughed, giving me the funny push back.

"Guilty of the charges, precious, laughter is always the best way to enter a girl's heart", I exclaimed, and then sighed looking at the ceiling, "and Uncle Jack has entered many hearts"

"Well ... I'll only talk if you promise me that none of this will leave this room, is that okay?"

I snorted, reclining in bed, and giving Suki a half smile, before saying: "beautiful, how old do you think I am? Whatever you decide to tell me about the guy that caught your heart, I assure you that it will remain as hidden as the valley pure heart "

"Oh well ... where should I start?"

I shrugged my shoulders, and I said: "the beginning would be fine, was it Love at first sight, or something like that? Becouse am telling you now girl, that never leads to anything good"

"Eh, I wouldn't say it was at all, I mean ...yes, it is a delicacy to behold, but ... I don't think it was just that, "he explained to me, as he played diatraid with the hems of his kimono.

"So ... it wasn't love at first sight, that's a good thing ... I'll tell you again, those never lead anywhere"

"I think ... what really attracted me to him was his ... character," she said as she stopped playing in her kimono, "it's ... very funny, and sometimes I don't know if that's why. He is very innocent, or too mature for his own good, he reminds me a lot of my papa sometimes, and on other occasions of my mama ..., I-is that strange? Tell me, Jack, am I strange to see it that way? "

Quickly denied with a smile on my snout, "not at all, precious, it is quite normal that something as complicated and beautiful as love can be born from the similarities that we find in others with something that makes us feel more comfortable, in your case; your parents "

aaahhh the young people, so insecure in love.

"Thank god", Suki sighed, "I thought I was just being weird, but now that I heard this ..., you're right, I feel more comfortable when he's around ...", I noticed how the girl in love got along. a hand to his chest, right over his heart, "...When he is around, you feel like everything will be fine, although nothing has happened yet ..., it is as if you only know that the moment something bad happens, he, of all the others, will be the first to jump into action ..., and save us all "

I remained silent, looking and reflecting on what Suki had just opened, before an honest smile began to form on my snout.

love ..., I will never tire of saying it, love is truly something wonderful to observe when it is born from the eyes of someone as young and inexperienced as the girl in front of me.

"... I can relate to that"

"You can?"

"Yup" he nodded, looking Suki straight in the eye, "...it just wasn't a male, of course ... but I can relate to what you're feeling now. I fell in love with a beautiful girl so as well, she was a cloud-white seal, and she made me feel ... protected, in some way that I couldn't explain well. "

I still remember you my Goddess. This life that you decided to save for what I thought very wrongly was just so that I could seek my stupid revenge ..., I should have known better then ..., you didn't want just that for me.

I still remember your soft and delicate touch through my fur, while together we danced an endless dance in the darkest night.

Someday we will resume that endless dance, Together hand in hand we will dance in the stars until the end of time.

I still remember your last words, before you had to go away, where my hands could never reach your light.

'Find him, my only love ..., find the one who remains lost, and only knows how to advance'

just ... wait a little bit ... I still haven't found what you asked me to look for.

Sighing nostalgia for myself, I returned my attention to Suki, and asked: "Anything else you would like to share about this boy who has you so lost?"

"Oh well ..." Suji thought carefully for a moment, before answering almost in an amused whisper "... it's very exotic"

I got closer to her with a look just as funny as the girl in front of me, and said, "define exotic"

"Ooohh, where should I start? ...He wears a lot of clothes, and all the time, except when he takes a shower "

... Meh, I was expecting something more ... itch.

"Well, precious, I wouldn't classify that as something exo-"

"Calzonsillos included"

Oh ... Wow ..., that's certainly outrageous.

Uncle Jack I want to know more.

"... Okay, continue you have my full attention "

Suki nodded in amusement, and continued, "and I don't have the slightest idea of what his species is either, that is, he seems slightly related to primates, but he doesn't have a snout and he walks completely upright, besides, he only has fur on the top of his head ... ¡oh! And he also has a pair of cute little ears on both sides of his head that just make you want to pull them whenever you realize they're there, aaahhh ~ "he ended up sighing dreamily.

huh, with all this new information regarding my mysterious eccentric savior, I can't help but imagine him as some kind of misshapen hairless ape in a suit.

seeing the very in love weasel in front of me, I can't help but admit that everything they say about love is true; That its totally blind.

"Oh, I see you already woke up"

With both ears held high, I turned my neck towards the entrance of the room so I could meet another weasel just like Suki, only older, her fur was brown with a white belly, and she had an orange kimono with a black belt .

"And you are ..."

"The owner of the place where you are staying", he replied, as he advanced towards Suki with a frown, "Suki, I thought I had explicitly told you that you will let me know if he gets up"

"I'm sorry Nana", a nervous smile crept up Suki's muzzle as she got out of bed, "I- uh, like, I got a little distracted talking to, Jack, and well I-"

"No excuses Suki", interrupted the old weasel, intensifying her frown, "incompetence will still be incompetence, no matter how many excuses you want to put in between"

suki quickly withered under the frown of the older weasel, dropping his shoulders, he apologized again, "Sorry, Nana"

"Better", the old weasel nodded with her eyes still narrowed and fixed on Suki's, "... now hurry up and remove the seams from our other guest's body, he's been waiting for you in his room without his shirt all this time , and I fear that the poor thing could get sick if it stays longertime without his shirt "

Suki, extremely fast and speechless, rushed straight to the bedroom door and left in a desperate run down the hall.

"That girl is certainly something" he sighed as the tired old weasel denied, then turned to see me, "and you"

"Eh ...nice to meet you, my name i- "

"Jack", the old weasel interrupted me, as she approached and invaded my personal space, "your friend told me some things about your ... Peculiarity, and so well it make sure that you would end up getting up sooner or later. I didn't believe him, but looking at you more closely now I can't help but notice that you don't seem even slightly malnourished, even though you spent a whole week without any type of food ... "

... He knows?

"... Fascinating"

"Whoa, cold hands" I jumped out of bed when I suddenly felt one of the old weasel's hands grab my tail.

"Hands off the merchandise, ma'am," I exclaimed as I covered my butt, seeing the old lady really surprised, and a little irritated.

If she was younger, I would not hesitate to let her do what she wants with my tail ..., but she is an old woman, even someone like me has to have lines that is not willing to pass.

..m Unless i was like ... really depressed, and I had a substantial amount of alcohol that would kill a horse from intoxication.

Only then ... would the idea of making love to a random old woman cross my mind.

"Hmm, I see that your tail works perfectly ..., as if it had never been cut and only sewn back in place", the old weasel exclaimed fascinated with a hand on the chin and watching my tail shake out of irritation, "Now it makes more sense why your friend paid usan exorbitant amount of money just to keep the inn closed while you recovered "

"He ... did what?"

"Didn't Suki tell you?", Exclaimed the old weasel with a puzzled raised eyebrow, then shrugged his shoulders "he gave us a small sack full of gems and a few old gold coins just so that we could keep the place closed while you were recovering ..., he was really lazy in hisreasons why he did so much, I hoped you could clarify some things for me, like ... what is he? "

What ... Fuck.

"I ..., I don't have the slightest idea," I replied, confused, and just more than shocked by all the information that the old weasel just bombarded me with.

Just ...

... Who the hell would go to so much trouble just to keep my unconscious body safe?

"I was afraid you didn't know either ...", shook her head and sighed the disappointed old weasel.

At this, I looked at her surprised, and asked: "Why ... does it matter so much to know what he is?"

"I'm just very curious", the old weasel shrugged, "all kinds of creatures come to this town, but your friend is the first of his kind that I see," he explained, and then looked at me with a funny look, " can you blame this old lady for being honestly curious, young man?"

"... No, I guess not," I exclaimed, as I prepared to leave the room, "I so well have my fair share of honest curiosity ... where is he?"

"It's in the room in front of yours", she told me, as she passed by me and to leave the room, "... if you need me I'll be making a little lunch in the kitchen", she informed while leaving the door open , and went down the hall.

What a strange old woman.

Sighing to myself while fixing my raincoat, I began my march to the room where my mysterious and extravagant friend of a seemingly unknown species resided.

Hundreds of questions flooded my mind as I stood staring at the door in front of my snout.

would it be friendly?

Is it some kind of stalker?

Why would someone choose to wear panties of their own free will?

W-why ... why don't my hands suddenly stop shaking?

In that last question, I realized that, indeed, my hands did not stop shaking when they made contact with the doorknob.

DANGER!

something ..., Something resided behind this flimsy and simple brown wooden door that made each of my instincts of self-preservation scream as a signal of maximum alert at the same time.

my breathing became erratic as I remained paralyzed, my heartbeat began to be heard in an almost deafening way through my two ears, my fur stood on end, it felt as if my entire existence was suddenly being crushed by pure pressure murderess.

HUNT-!

Then suddenly everything was gone. What was on the other side of the door was gone or gone.

I had to back up a bit and put a hand up to my snout to swallow and contain the stomach acid I was about to expel from it.

now there were not a hundred questions in my head.

Now there was only one damn question inside my head, as I used every ounce of mental stamina to strike down the brown wooden door in front of my snout with my now bloodshot eyes.

What the fuck was that !?

"Why do you want to cover your whole arm like this, Marco? Isn't it uncomfortable?"

Suddenly, my ears reacted by lifting up and catching Suki's singular high-pitched and positive voice from the other side of the door.

"... it is irresponsible, and a serious lack of respect for your Nana to keep a weapon without holstering the entire time I remains in this place "

This other voice sounded young, but almost dull and emotionless, a stark contrast to Suki's positive and emotionally charged voice.

"Eeehh, Marco ...that's not a weapon, its your arm ..., yes, it can be a little metallic, but you know, it does not stop being the thing with which you hold other things ..., an arm "

"No ... it's not. It's a weapon that is only intended to be used as a sign of respect for my enemies."

"It wouldn't be like, you know ...give your enemies a Handshake? "

"That ..., is not a bad idea at all"